Although I didn't understand what Zheng Ren meant, the doctor still went back to the clinic to open a form as he ordered.

"Hello, I am the hospitalization officer in the emergency department." Zheng Ren came to the woman holding the child and said softly.

The woman tried hard to hold the child and let him struggle lightly.

Because you are too hard, you can see traces of sweat on your forehead and sideburns.

The woman looked up, her eyes were red and she had no tears, but she could make people feel the sadness immersed in her heart.

"When did the child start like this?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Don't you think I'm abused the child?" The woman's voice was a little hoarse, "All doctors think so! If you can't see the disease, just say..."

"Please keep your emotions calm." Zheng Ren shook his head and said, "I don't think these wounds were caused by your abuse of the child. This is a disease, a rare disease, so I need some examinations and the medical history you have described to confirm."

When she heard Zheng Ren say this, her angry and sad mood calmed down a little.

I looked at Zheng Ren carefully and saw that he was wearing a white suit, straight body, with clear edges and angular face, short hair, and some... kindness in his bright eyes?

The doctor, who is obviously less than 30 years old, actually has the temperament of an experienced old director.

Just one look, you can feel a feeling called a long-standing battle in him.

The child's mother was a little moved by Zheng Ren's trust, especially the temperament revealed by Zheng Ren gave her an inexplicable confidence.

Regardless of whether it can be cured or not, this doctor should be able to understand the disease.

"Doctor, he is willing to chew his fingers after he is born. When he was young, he didn't pay attention and thought he was the same as other children." The child's mother said, "But the older he gets, the worse his problem of eating his fingers."

Zheng Ren nodded, almost the same as his own judgment.

"He learns things slowly and will leave only after he is over two years old, but I really don't dislike it. No matter how you say it is, they are all my children." The woman said in pain: "Later, when he was able to leave, he started to prick himself with things, especially his face."

"We had no choice but to tie his hands. But he would still bite his lip, especially when eating."

"We have visited Haicheng and visited the provincial capital. They all said that the child is fine. The doctors all think that my father and I abused the child."

The medical history is very simple. Speaking of this, the doctor from the emergency department walked out with the emergency sheet.

"There is a blood collection test form here, and I will pay the money and then do the test." Zheng Ren said: "After the test is finished, I may be able to give you an accurate diagnosis."

Although Zheng Ren's words were still a little vague, this was a doctor's professional habit and there was nothing we could do about it.

Seeing the patient's mother holding him away, the father walked in front and paid for the test, the emergency physician disdained.

"Mr. Zheng, I've just abused the children. I've never seen someone who is so overly tempted to them. I'm not a human at all, I'm simply a scumbag, and I should be destroyed by humanity."

"No." Zheng Ren sighed again, "Didn't you notice that the most injured part of the child is the lips?"

The emergency physician recalled that the child's lips were indeed the worst injured, and the old and new injuries were added together, and his lips had even become deformed.

But, so what?!

She was still dissatisfied and looked at the ground angrily.

"If I don't make a mistake in my judgment, the child should have lesh-nhan syndrome." Zheng Ren's face looked a little unfair.

"What?"

"Lesh-nhan syndrome, also known as autologous morphology, is a congenital purine metabolism defect disease that is inherited by x-linked recessively, originating from the deletion of hypoxanthine-guanine phosphoriborease (hgprt)." Zheng Ren explained to an emergency physician.

Hearing words such as purine...xanthine...guanine...ribonucleic acid, the emergency physician felt that he had returned to the university campus and was taking biochemistry classes.

Standing in front of me was not the young Mr. Zheng, but the old scholar with gray hair.

"The lack of this enzyme will make hypoxanthine and guanine unable to convert to IP and GP, and then pathologically degrade to uric acid. Therefore, children should have high blood uric acid. After a while, the test results will be back, the preliminary diagnosis will be possible."

"Really?"

"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded, "If you want to do a double renal ureteral ultrasound, you may find kidney stones. But the patient's family is not rich, so save some if you can."

"Uh..." the emergency physician concluded.

"The child has a low mental capacity, characteristic and compulsive self-destructive behavior. The diagnosis of this disease should be fine."

What Zheng Ren said is too true.

The emergency internal medicine doctor almost believed it.

"The diagnosis is clear, then why are you sighing?" asked the emergency department doctor.

"Diagnosis does not mean treatment." Zheng Ren said: "There is no solution to this disease, the existing medical methods."

“…”

"And, most importantly, children rarely live beyond 20 years of age."

Zheng Ren was unwilling to say that, but the truth is the truth and would not be transferred because of his subjective wishes.

This kind of thing is something that all doctors are unwilling to face.

Whether you can understand the disease is one thing.

Whether you can make more money is another matter.

But no matter what you think, most doctors hope that patients can leave the hospital healthily.

A disease that is helpless is similar to cancer, which is also common to doctors.

But this time, it's a little different.

The emergency physician is still confused, but he is already inclined to believe Zheng Ren's words.

Can't treat...

This result is too cruel.

but,

No one can do anything about it.

We can only look forward to the improvement of medical technology.

Life is a journey.

If it takes a longer time, it will always be good. The child is still so young, it shouldn’t be!

The emergency physician sighed, lowered his head, and the expression of indignation disappeared, and he walked into the internal medicine clinic with a distant look on his face.

Zheng Ren knew that this was a kind of self-protection for doctors.

If you have too much emotions and work in the hospital for a year or two, you will have to go crazy.

Here, there are too many joys and sorrows, too many helplessness, too many helplessness.

He walked out along the side door, took out Ziyun from his white suit pocket, took out half of the cigarette he had smoked last time, and lit it.

Spicy tobacco mist surrounded and was then blown away by the north wind.

How great would it be if the diagnosis of the big pig's hoof was wrong.

How great it would be if my judgment was wrong.

Unfortunately, Zheng Ren was able to find similar case reports in his mind in an instant, with at least a dozen cases.

What a pity.

A few minutes later, Zheng Ren finished smoking and walked in.

Instead of entering the internal medicine clinic, he sat outside on a red hard plastic chair waiting for the result.

It was very cold, and the hard plastic chairs were also very cold.

...

...

Unfortunately, the chapter is broken here... I would have done a lot of writing skills, so I would have done it next time.

In addition, I woke up at 3 o'clock yesterday morning, why did a book friend with safety pants leave a message to urge me to update? Book friend Wanqiu Ye Zi then said that he was almost finished reading again. In an instant, he seemed to have been taken to the emergency room and woke up in fear. Have I updated it? Has it been updated? No, why did Wanqiu Ye Zi say that he had finished reading again?

Well...cry.

Then I noticed that I was almost finished reading again. The pressure was very high recently, and it was coming (late the second half). As a doctor, I was afraid that my book friends would not recognize it, so I worked hard to write every day. I was nervous and nervous. Especially when I read various lists, there were familiar titles of books. It can be said that I got older by reading their books, and I became even more dazed.
Chapter completed!