"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Director Jiang said firmly.

Looking at his expression, Director Wang knew that he could never convince the person in front of him.

Years of clinical experience have made him form a fixed mindset, causing persecution paranoia caused by allergies and gastrointestinal dysfunction? This diagnosis does not exist in Director Jiang's mind at all.

As for celiac disease, Director Jiang has no interest in understanding it at all. For him, decades of work experience is enough.

"Director Wang." President Wu pondered for a moment.

"Director Wu, you said."

"Let's wait until the test kit results come back." Dean Wu is still very cautious. He has seen many patients with mental illnesses. To be honest, he can't believe that it is the persecution paranoia caused by wheat allergies.

The two are countless light years apart in Dean Wu's mind, and they are simply incompatible.

It would be better to wait until the result comes out. Director Wu was cautious and looked forward to it. A case that Director Jiang wanted to "discuss" was taken out by him, but he didn't expect that there was really a problem. This matter was a mess!

In an instant, Dean Wu thought of countless things. Especially the photo of Director Wang under the banner, which broke the dimensional wall of thinking. This is definitely a good idea!

A few minutes later, Director Wang and Director Wu received a call from the manufacturer and the director of the laboratory department at the same time.

The iga-ttg test was positive!

Director Wu smiled and hung up his phone. Although he didn't know what the iga-ttg was, he knew that Director Jiang, who was relying on his seniority, would lose so much this time.

Slap him in the face in the office?

How low is that level? If I really do this, my mechanism for so many years will be in vain. I don’t need a knife to kill people, so naturally I won’t see any blood. Pointing at the nose and cursing people is a rough job.

"Director Wang." President Wu just thought Director Jiang was air, and he just pretended that he did not exist. He stood up and smiled and stretched out his hand, "Thank you, thank you for your hard work."

"Director Wu, you are polite."

"Boss Zheng also said that he wanted to have a small intestinal endoscopy. Is it convenient for you?"

"It's convenient and relevant information. Dean Ma specifically instructed that if possible, this inspection must be done." Director Wang said.

"Then I will arrange a car to take it to your hospital for a complete examination. I would like to ask you to contact me." President Wu continued to ask: "As for the treatment of the patient..."

"As long as you don't eat pasta, you will get better in a while." Director Wang said: "There is no other special treatment. What's more troublesome is that when the patient is not allowed to take vegetarian food at the beginning, she may suspect that it is a doctor and her family wants to persecute her. We are not professional, so you still have to do it."

Is it that simple? Dean Wu felt even more at ease, and the smile on his face warmed a little.

"We are professional in this kind of thing." Dean Wu smiled and said, "There is another thing I will definitely trouble you."

As he said that, he had already changed you to you intentionally or unintentionally, and his tone became a little heavier.

"Director Wu, you are so polite. We are all colleagues, so there is no trouble or trouble." Director Wang said with a little caution.

"This time it's Boss Zheng's consultation opinion. If it's convenient for you... I'm not afraid of you to joke. I'm dewy in my head and I don't know what it is." Dean Wu said.

As he said that, he smiled slightly, his voice was neither loud nor small, as warm as the spring breeze, and he didn't look at Director Jiang standing aside. Now that old guy should be feeling uncomfortable, no! He should be confused and didn't know what was going on.

"Uh..." Director Wang looked at Dean Wu cautiously.

He doesn't want to participate in the conflict between the director and the director of the outer hospital in his heart.

"Can small intestinal endoscopy be basically confirmed?" asked Dean Wu.

"The test of the iga-ttg has been confirmed." Director Wang said: "Small enteroscopy is to evaluate the patient's condition and judge the condition of intestinal malabsorption, so as to be of reference significance for future treatment."

"I would like to ask you to come here to talk about this disease," said Dean Wu. "Since the last incident, I have emphasized the need to pay attention to differential diagnosis."

As he said that, he patted his face with his hands, gently, as if he was a joke, "In the Health Bureau, Professor Su pointed at his nose and asked if you don't do differential diagnosis. My old face has been lost."

The office is quiet.

Only the "pa" sound of Dean Wu pretending to slap himself in his heart echoed in his heart.

"I am organizing a study activity recently. I want to say that it is not easy for us to do medical treatment and the responsibility is also serious. A misdiagnosis may delay the patient's life." Dean Wu said.

The action of slapping his face with his hand was like slapping Director Jiang's face. What was the expression of Director Jiang who was about to retire? Director Wu didn't care. Do you need to care? As long as he was a little sensible in his heart and knew a little shame, I'm afraid he would have to find a crack in the ground to get in at this time.

It is the time when you beat the dog in the water that you don’t need to care how bad a dog in the water is!

When he was in the Health Bureau, he was pointed at the nose and scolded by Professor Su. Why didn’t he go? He knew that he was embarrassed by himself. The case he sent him hit him in the foot, and he was still the director at this level?

Director Wang was a little embarrassed, and he was thinking about how to not participate in this matter.

But before he could come up with a refusal, Dean Wu continued with a smile: "I beg for Boss Zheng with an old face. I guess Boss Zheng has no time on this side, but I have to give him an explanation."

When Director Wang heard Dean Wu say this, he couldn't help but feel moved.

"If you agree, I will say hello to Dean Ma, and I will lend you a day, or you can send someone to me." Dean Wu thought of what to do in just a moment, and everything was natural and flawless.

"The videos of the lectures are always sent to Boss Zheng, and our hospital will also leave this information. This is experience and also a lesson!" President Wu said in a raising voice.

Especially the word "learning" means that the word "righteous" is even more true.

"We are not competing with each other, but by chance, we get guidance from Boss Zheng and Professor Su, so we must have a better memory." The more we say, the more we are sure, and we will definitely do it beautifully this time.

When Director Wang heard that he could have something to do with Boss Zheng, his eyes lit up.

"If possible, I will ask Boss Zheng to come. This is unlikely, but we will still have to do it in the future."

After saying that, Dean Wu's face became solemn, and his tone also became a little heavier.

"Boss Zheng said that we must be very cautious in any diagnosis of mental illness. We have not done enough clinical work over the years. It is not enough. It is really painful to think about it now."

These few words are the beginning of dissing Director Jiang, but Director Jiang didn't know anything about what happened and was full of doubts. He didn't dare to say a single extra word.

"Anyway, I'll contact Boss Zheng to see if he has time to take advantage of the weekend." Dean Wu said, "I'll bother you with the lecture. Do you think it's good?"

"good!"
Chapter completed!