"Boss, I don't have money." Su Yun took the silver box, opened it and put the medical record aside, but found no card, and was a little disappointed.

"You probably don't care much about money." Zheng Ren changed his pajamas and sat on the bed after brushing his teeth.

"This means the importance we attach to you... or ours." Su Yun picked up the medical record and test form and read it roughly.

"It's nothing. If you want to see me, come to the imperial capital. The surgery will be tomorrow. We will fly back after the surgery." Zheng Ren said naturally.

"It's still not famous enough." Su Yun sighed a little, and took out a piece of paper from the information and handed it to Zheng Ren, saying: "The gene mutation encoding the ion channel subunit unit has been found at least 26 subtypes and more than 1,500 gene mutations. These tests have been done. Wow, rich people, this set can't be cut without a few million US dollars."

Zheng Ren took the paper and took a look, just as he expected.

"Boss, how did you determine it? Is it just judging from the clinical symptoms?" Su Yun asked.

Zheng Ren did not answer this chatterbox nagging and began to read various information.

The information here is more important than the complete information given to Mr. Wu. I don’t know if it was Mr. Wu who had read it before, only the latest information or some other reason.

After looking through it, Zheng Ren took the 24-hour dynamic ECG list and pointed to the last section, saying: "Usually, cardiac ion channel disease will have long q-t interval syndrome, short q-t interval syndrome, Brugada syndrome, catecholamine sensitive polymorphic ventricular tachycardia and other changes."

"Then what."

"Here, the electrocardiogram directly changes from normal sinus rhythm to straight lines." Zheng Ren said: "When I first saw it, I believed that it was really those inexplicable poisons. But after thinking about it repeatedly, although the existing electrocardiogram does not support diagnosis, it cannot overturn the diagnosis."

"Don't talk nonsense, you won't just judge that it's cardiac ion channel disease."

"New England magazine No. 6, 2004, page 12, there is a summary of the disease. It talks about a case of cardiac ion channel disease. The patient was hospitalized for other diseases and happened to have electrocardiogram monitoring. During the hospitalization, the patient suddenly fell ill and died. After an autopsy, he was underwent a detailed examination and found that there was a genetic change."

"Have there been no electrocardiogram change before?" Su Yun asked.

"Well." Zheng Ren said: "This is a rare disease. A very small number of patients will experience cardiac arrest without any signs. This person..."

As he said that, Zheng Ren shook the electrocardiogram in his hand and shook his head, "I guess this is happening."

"I think it is more acceptable to explain it with poison or head-reducing techniques." Su Yun showed a sneer on his lips. It was obvious that Zheng Ren's explanation could not convince him.

"That's right." Zheng Ren stood up and began to clean up the information. "If the cardiac ion channel disease is diagnosed, surgical treatment only requires the next pacemaker. There is basically no damage, it is just a preventive measure."

"What if it isn't?"

"It doesn't matter if it's not. Assuming it's a poison or other disease, the pacemaker has no effect at all, just take it out."

"Boss, your attitude is simply too unrigorous."

"This is a diagnostic treatment, you haven't done it?" Zheng Ren looked at Su Yun in surprise.

Su Yun was stunned for a moment and looked at Zheng Ren with a strange look.

This guy really doesn't know whether the power of the Zou family in Xiangjiang or doesn't care at all.

However, diagnostic treatment seems to be correct.

For doctors, the one from the Zou family is just a patient, and it wouldn't be good if he took it too seriously.

Diagnostic treatment refers to a treatment method that a doctor can use based on experience and reasoning when he cannot fully determine the condition.

The effect of treatment is used to determine whether the doctor's judgment of his condition is correct.

Did he blindly believe that Boss Zheng can solve all the problems? This is a very bad trend, Su Yun thought silently.

No one can always be correct, and if the mistake is made, it will be at least a medical accident.

"After the most advanced medical examination at Mayo Medical Center, even if I can't diagnose it, I think it's well-founded to do diagnostic treatment." Zheng Ren explained: "Otherwise, there is no good idea. I can only go to Nanyang to find a master of witchcraft to detoxify. I think it's very simple to choose between master of witchcraft and modern science."

"..." Su Yun was silent.

When Su Yun thought of the masters of witchcraft in the movie, especially the Thai horror movies, she didn't feel disgusted, but instead laughed.

What Zheng Ren said makes sense, it is just a diagnostic treatment. Is there anything that is difficult to choose?

"Okay, I'll go back to sleep." Su Yun said.

"Go to tomorrow's comic exhibition, go and go back soon." Zheng Ren said: "If the patient comes to consult and I want surgery, I'm afraid I don't have time to communicate with them."

Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren in shock, then curled his lips and said, "You didn't want me to go when you saw the patient's daughter running around."

"It must be like this." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "In my clinical experience, when meeting girls and women, from 10 to 80, as long as you explain, the effect will definitely be better than Chang Yue."

"There is no time. I will go to the airport to meet you after the comic exhibition." Su Yun turned around and left with a blank expression.

"Go early and go and go tomorrow." Zheng Ren continued as if he hadn't heard Su Yun's words.

"Bang~" The door was thrown loudly.

Zheng Ren didn't care either, so he took out his cell phone, sent a WeChat message to Xie Yiren, and told him about the strange things that happened to Pengcheng.

After chatting for a while, saying good night to each other, turning off the lights and going to sleep.

...

The next morning, Feng Xuhui learned that Zheng Ren was up and waited early in the breakfast hall.

The breakfast here is good, and Mu Tao chose a very good hotel. Feng Xuhui did not do useless work, bought breakfast for Zheng Ren and Su Yun, but came here to have a meal with him.

After breakfast, Mu Tao's car arrived at the hotel entrance.

Su Yun watched Zheng Ren, Professor Rudolph Wagner, and Feng Xuhui get on the bus, and he had no intention of going together.

"Su Yun, don't you go?" Mu Tao was a little surprised.

"I'm going to the comic exhibition." Su Yun said.

"..." Mu Tao felt sorry for him.

Such a high talent, I don’t even know how to cherish it. Are all geniuses like this?

What the hell is comic exhibition? Tips surgery is more attractive?

"Come back early, if that patient was yesterday..."

"Don't go." Su Yun said.

"Before leaving, the teacher told me that Mr. Zou had arrived at the hospital early in the morning to wait for Boss Zheng." Mu Tao said.

"Hmm?" Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, "Su Yun, stop going to the comic exhibition, get in the car."

"I can't say anything like experimental surgery."

"I can't say it either, but compared to your thick skin, it's better for you to say it's better." Zheng Ren said with a smile.
Chapter completed!