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1837 Right eyelid jumping (monthly ticket 3100062)

"Hmm?" Zheng Ren looked at Linge and asked, "Why is she sick again?"

Seeing that Zheng Ren's expression was no different from usual, Lin Ge felt relieved. He looked at Su Yun carefully and said, "High fever, frosted glass shadows in his lungs, enlarged lymph nodes, and anemia."

“…”

Zheng Ren was speechless.

Director Mao is only a few years old, and it is really unfavorable to pass through the years. He has encountered so many things.

"In the afternoon, the hospital was diagnosed with hemothyroid syndrome."

"Have you done my bones pierced?" Su Yun asked.

"Did it, do it." Linger quickly replied.

He sighed a little, he really deserves someone to issue a good person card.

It was obviously a competitive relationship, but I was still thinking about whether my old classmates would get cancer. No wonder I had acted like a salted fish in the morning and waited for retirement.

If you are not cruel enough and not thick-skinned enough, you really can't make it.

"Director Lin, you're over now." Su Yun smiled slightly, "There are confirmed cases of bone penetration. You still ask the boss to see it. Let's use it together, right?"

"No," Linge smiled bitterly, "I feel uneasy if I want to talk about the diagnosis now. It's not because Boss Zheng said."

This flattery was both light and heavy, and with his almost perfect body words and facial expressions, Su Yun smiled.

In fact, it was Linger's true character, so that's what he thought in his heart.

"Is there any movie?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I brought my laptop here." Linger said quickly.

"Director Lin, I will just say something in the future." Su Yun said, "We are not there. What do you think you are so nervous about doing."

"Well, it looks sneaky and doesn't look like a good person. This is the case with Gaha." The professor obviously drank a little.

Linger smiled bitterly and quickly turned on the laptop.

"Let's go and watch it, it won't affect everyone's meal." Zheng Ren stood up, bent down and said to Director Kong, "Director, you eat first, I'll see the movie."

"Go and go." The smile on Director Kong's face became stronger and stronger.

He sat down on the sofa next to him, put the computer on the coffee table, and Zheng Ren began to look at the medical records. Su Yun squeezed aside and looked at him.

Director Mao has been hospitalized for a few days and his medical records are not long.

Ten minutes later, Zheng Ren frowned as he looked at the image of his lungs that had been copied.

"There are bloodthirsty cells in the bone piercing?"

"Well, I wore three positions and sent it for examination. The report has not been released yet, but it was said that a sample saw bloodthirsty cells under the mirror." Linger replied immediately.

"Oh? What are you thinking about?" Su Yun was a little surprised. Judging from the medical history, the evolution of the disease, and the imaging data, it was indeed hemothyroid syndrome. Why did he feel that the boss had something to say?

"It's okay to see the diagnosis, but there's a little abnormality in the film." Zheng Ren pointed at the finger, "Here, it's suspected that it's an interstitial change in the lungs, and it's not right to see the pulmonary artery."

Linger suddenly became worried.

"Boss Zheng, it's not lung cancer."

"No." Zheng Ren stared at the film and looked motionlessly, "The frosted glass-like change, and the enlarged mediastinal lymph nodes of the supraclavicular bone are caused by inflammation, not lung cancer."

Linger was relieved this time.

As long as it is not lung cancer, he doesn't believe there is a disease that cannot be cured by 912. Uh...of course, there is, but the chance of being encountered by Director Mao can be completely negligible.

"You also care about such a little change in lung interstitialization?" Su Yun said contemptuously.

"It's not that I care, but people in their forties who are well maintained. Why are there any changes in lung interstitiality?"

“Haze.”

"After the recent treatment, the haze in the imperial capital has improved a lot," Zheng Ren said. "And there are images of pulmonary hypertension, something is wrong."

"You're a bit too much." Su Yun said, "There are bloodthirsty cells under the mirror on the bones. What are you thinking about? You can't do this if you want to hide."

"No." Zheng Ren shook his head, his eyes still staring at the screen, scrolling the mouse with his right hand, looking at the imaging data frame by frame.

"Is there any other problem?" Su Yun nagged.

"Pulmonary hypertension is not a minor illness." Zheng Ren said softly, "congenital heart disease, connective tissue disease, portal hypertension, lung disease, chronic pulmonary embolism, Hiv infection, taking weight loss drugs, central appetite suppressants, and a history of idiopathic pulmonary hypertension or hereditary pulmonary hypertension in the family."

He muttered one by one, excluding himself one by one, as if he was talking to himself.

But every time I get a sickness, especially when I am in a hiv, Ringer's eyelids jump very hard.

Lin Ge sighed, his right eyelid twitched, his right eye twitched... But he and Director Mao were classmates, and he had nothing to do with him, and he couldn't jump on his head.

"None of them are like it." Zheng Ren said, "Su Yun, don't you find it strange?"

"It's a bit strange." Su Yun said, "But it's not a big problem. I think the right heart is okay, it's not considered right heart failure."

"But it's not light."

"There are four types, targeted drug treatment, it's okay." Su Yun said this, but his eyes kept staring at the film.

"Boss Zheng, why are you suffering from pulmonary hypertension again?" Linge asked.

"Oh, the report is just not very heavy, so the respiratory department did not pay attention to it." Zheng Ren said, "Watching the film, the transverse diameter of the right lower pulmonary artery is ≥15, the pulmonary artery segment is protruding ≥3, the central pulmonary artery dilated, the peripheral pulmonary blood vessels are lost to form "residual root signs", the right atrium, right ventricular enlargement, and the cardiothoracic ratio are all diagnostic basis."

Linger was very distressed. The more he saw the more doctors, the more he could take, so who could bear this?

"I'm just curious. Director Mao has no family history or past history. Usually... has she climbed a mountain?" Zheng Ren suddenly asked.

"..." Linger was speechless.

Where did I know where she went, Linger complained.

"Director Lin, you are such a good person, what you do is really great." Su Yun laughed, "When I saw the boss talk about Hiv just now, your face changed, and I thought there was something wrong."

"Where is there?" Linge waved his hand quickly, "Old classmate, I feel uncomfortable after being sick one after another."

"I know, I know, there is no need to explain." Su Yun smiled and said, "Explanation is to cover up, and covering up is true."

"Director Lin, let's go and ask about the medical history." Zheng Ren suddenly said.

“Ask medical history?”

"There must be a missed history." Zheng Ren looked very serious and frank, "At least, we must solve the problem of pulmonary hypertension, otherwise the prognosis will not be good."

"The meal hasn't been finished yet." Su Yun said angrily, "No medical treatment is allowed when eating in the future."

"You eat yours, Director Lin and I can just take a look." Zheng Ren smiled.
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