The silence of the whole audience pulled Zheng Ren out of a mysterious state.

After analyzing and differential diagnosis one by one, Zheng Ren himself began to believe that lead poisoning is indeed a possibility, rather than just talking nonsense for some purpose.

He noticed a wheelchair pushing in, and a thin and dry man was sitting on the wheelchair, covered in black.

I can't see people, and I can't see the system panel.

Zheng Ren's heart moved. Looking at Christian and Womer's respectful and cautious expression, he already knew who this was.

He walked down from the stage, came to the man in black, and bowed. As his vision changed, the red system panel of the old man in black rose.

And the above diagnosis...

It is marked by chronic lead poisoning!

Zheng Ren smiled slightly and bowed and said, "Hello, Mr. Roche."

"Young man, you are very brave." Old Luoche looked at Zheng Ren and said slowly.

"It's not that you are brave. I think what you need is a doctor, not a timid and just a servant." Zheng Ren said: "I can be sure that you are chronic lead poisoning. Because the symptoms of lead poisoning are too close to the symptoms of porphyria, so you are wise and ignore this."

Old Luoche raised his head and his eyes shot out from his black clothes. He looked at Zheng Ren with sharp eyes, like a poisonous snake in a dark corner.

Zheng Ren was as calm as usual, and had no expression of awe of others.

"Before the physical examination, everything is a differential diagnosis, a guess. But after seeing you, I confirmed this." Zheng Ren said with certainty.

"Um?"

"The legendary King George was tied to a chair by his subordinates because of the acute attack of porphyria. He was treated with compulsory cocktails until he was sent to Windsor Castle to live an isolated life, where he lived."

"In 2003, Professor Martin Warren of the University of Kent in the UK discovered a high content of arsenic in the hair samples of George III that were preserved in later generations."

"Young man, what does this have to do with me?" Old Luoche thought Zheng Ren was becoming more and more interesting.

"Mr. Roche, what I'm talking about is just a sure history. Heavy metal elements can destroy your strong body, arsenic trioxide is like this, and lead is like this." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Your eyes have signs of pigmentation after heavy metal poisoning. It's very mild, which also proves the strength of your body's metabolic ability and anti-toxicity."

Lao Luoche's sleeves trembled slightly.

Zheng Ren keenly discovered this and felt extremely happy.

Lucky value is really useful. I just wanted to bury a thorn, but I overturned the entire table.

Dare to stand in front of you with a condescending tone

"Mr. Roche, the examination is actually very simple. I think it is not difficult for you to measure blood lead and urine lead. As for treatment, everyone here knows how to drive the lead element out of your body."

"I don't know the reason for your lead poisoning. If possible, please ensure my personal safety." Zheng Ren said with a smile, without any idea of ​​being timid or worried about his life's safety.

"Okay, since you are here, I don't need to continue my diagnosis and differential diagnosis. Testing is an objective standard. I say ten thousand words, but it is not as good as the number of blood samples that makes you believe."

"How did you judge?" Old Luoche raised his hand and easily took off the black cap on his head. His hair was sparse. Although he could tell that he was weak... Zheng Ren had a feeling that this was all disguise.

The old man in front of him is definitely not as weak as described in the medical record.

Zheng Ren knew that there must be some strange conspiracy in this, which was very consistent with these people who sucked...congenital porphyria.

"It's just a normal differential diagnosis, every doctor will do it. I think the reason why others didn't notice it is because they know your majesty and strength." Zheng Ren smiled.

"What about you?" Old Luoche looked at Zheng Ren and asked leisurely.

"Me? I'm just a doctor." Zheng Ren said.

"Colle blood." Lao Luoche stretched out an arm.

As several family members were about to move, Old Roche immediately stopped drinking. All the people of the Bruch family were restricted from moving at will, and blood collection was done by Dr. Rudy.

Time is hard to endure, but Zheng Ren doesn't think so.

How many people died here have nothing to do with me.

Whether you want to win the Nobel Prize is your own business. But if someone dares to tell you that you are not worthy, Zheng Ren will have to make him pay the price of bleeding.

No matter what happens afterwards, Roche Bruch has already drained a tube of blood.

While waiting for the result, Zheng Ren bowed slightly again and said, "Mr. Roche, please allow me to watch a movie."

"What movie?"

"Dr. Rudy's wife is critically ill. She just took a look at the movie. I think there are not many people in the world who are sure to succeed in the surgery, and I happen to be one of them." Zheng Ren said: "Your diagnosis has come to an end. All that is left is to slowly recover. I hope everything I do will satisfy you."

After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the operating table, looked at Dr. Rudy and said, "Your wife's movie, please let me know, please tell me?"

Dr. Rudy was already confused.

I lived in this gloomy castle for several months before meeting Lord Roche once, and I didn't say a word.

Today, this young doctor is talking nonsense, why did Lord Roche come over in a wheelchair?

He also had a cordial conversation with him.

No, what did he just say? Can he solve his wife’s problem by surgery?

"Dr. Rudy, are you listening to me?" Zheng Ren asked.

The whole hall was silent, only Zheng Ren's voice sounded.

"Uh..." Dr. Rudy's movements were a little slow, but there was no delay. He immediately called out the film and presented it on the LED screen.

Zheng Ren was like reading a film in 912, holding his cheek with his right hand and putting his left hand under his armpit, carefully looking at the video data.

The LED screen here is too big and looks tall and elegant. In fact, it is very troublesome to watch movies.

Although the resolution is high, Zheng Ren has to keep turning his head when reading the film.

"I am Rudy from King's College Hospital in London, England." Rudy came over, reached out and carefully expressed her kindness.

Although this person looked young, he made Lord Roche appear in person.

Zheng Ren watched the film intently, and seemed not to notice Dr. Rudy's greeting.

But then he stretched out one hand enthusiastically and held Dr. Rudy's hand, "Hello, Doctor, I am Boss Zheng's assistant, Su Yun."

“…”

"Dr. Rudy, Mayo replied to the message. Dr. Charles is uncomfortable and can't say it." Rudy's assistant suddenly interrupted the conversation.

"Who has time for Mayo?" Rudy asked hurriedly.

"No one of the three people who may have completed the operation can come." The assistant said in frustration.

"Dr. Rudy, Dr. Charles has stopped undergoing surgery. What are you doing with him?" Su Yun asked in surprise.

"Dr. Charles is the doctor who has performed the most successful operations in the world!" Rudy's face turned red a little, and he was very sorry that Dr. Charles could not come.

"Look for him to watch the platform?" Su Yun almost burst out laughing.

"Yes, Dr. Charles is on the side. I think the operation will definitely succeed. What's wrong?" Rudy was a little confused.

"The boss is Mayo's visiting professor. When we went to Mayo for consultation a month ago, we had a cordial conversation with Dr. Charles. I think if you agree to the boss's surgery, you can tell Mayo immediately that Dr. Charles will fly here and watch it on the spot."
Chapter completed!