Song Ying said that he would come to check today, and his elder brother kept saying that he wanted to thank Zheng Ren.

Let’s meet, Zheng Ren still has a good impression of Song Ying.

Soon, footsteps sounded.

Songying led the way, and a thin old man was wearing Chinese double-breasted clothes and walking behind his back with his hands on his back.

The moment Zheng Ren saw the old man, he was stunned.

The system panel is dark red, the color of a critically ill patient.

There are many diagnosis, and Zheng Ren saw the aortic dissection at a glance!

Aneurysms are a special complication of Bertellin syndrome, which is rare but not rare.

"Boss Zheng, this is my boss, Chu Huainan." Song Ying introduced.

"Mr. Chu, sit down." Zheng Ren was very anxious because he didn't show any signs of anxiety. After all, he had been fine for several years, and there was no possibility of aortic dissection aneurysm rupturing in front of him.

If I really get anxious, Chu Huainan's blood pressure will rise, something big might happen.

"Boss Zheng, thank you." Chu Huainan stretched out his hand and shook Zheng Ren for a moment.

"My mental state has been obviously wrong in recent years. I am a little hiding from illness and avoiding doctors, which has also delayed the quack doctors." Chu Huainan said: "Fortunately I met Boss Zheng."

His voice was low, slightly hoarse, and his face was full of vicissitudes.

"Please sit down, I'll take your blood pressure." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

Song Ying was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything. Chu Huainan's head slightly turned, looked at Zheng Ren, and felt something was wrong.

Zheng Ren went to the nurse's station to get a mercury blood pressure monitor and came back to measure Chu Huainan's blood pressure.

The blood pressure given in the system panel is correct, the blood pressure is not high, 140/75 mm Hg. Zheng Ren is relieved, as long as the blood pressure is controlled, nothing will happen in the short term.

Chu Huainan looked at Zheng Ren with confusion.

"Mr. Chu, what are your symptoms besides epidermal ulcers?" Zheng Ren asked.

"There are some problems with vision, which in your words should be called floaters." Chu Huainan said: "There is nothing else."

Zheng Ren held the stethoscope and said, "Mr. Chu, generally speaking, Bethel disease syndrome may have complications such as pulmonary fibrosis. I'll tell you?"

"Okay, I'll bother you." Chu Huainan smiled gracefully and unbuttoned the pair of her neck.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Zheng Ren, as if he wanted to see through this young doctor.

But apart from being gentle and honest, Chu Huainan didn't see what he wanted to see.

Zheng Ren's hands were very stable, holding a stethoscope, with a smile on his face, full of affinity. But Chu Huainan's keen intuition told him that there must be something wrong, otherwise he would not have measured his blood pressure before he could meet.

It would be reasonable to say that the young doctor wanted to find a backer and tried his best to stick it up.

But Chu Huainan believed that Song Ying would not talk too much, and this little doctor would not know his life experience and energy.

Then there is only one possibility left, the other person's level is indeed high, and it seems that there is a problem.

He was not panicked, and Chu Huainan had seen through it all the time.

The man put the stethoscope on Chu Huainan's chest. He was a little thinner and his ribs were one by one. It would be reasonable if the old man in his sixties was over 60, but after Song Ying said that he was only fifty years old.

It seems that the previous events have greatly stimulated him.

Zheng Ren's eyes were slightly closed and he listened carefully to the sound coming from the stethoscope.

It is possible to hear the aortic dissection by auscultation. But if that is the case, it will be not far from rupture.

Zheng Ren just wanted to determine the danger.

No abnormalities were heard, and the lungs were also good, and there were no auscultation symptoms of fibrosis.

Putting away the stethoscope, Zheng Ren smiled, took out the atomic pen, took out a chapter of a4 paper, and wrote a bunch of checks on it.

"Mr. Chu, Brother Song, you'll do these inspections later." Zheng Ren said with certainty.

Some of the above examination items contain aortic cta.

Song Ying took a look and nodded cautiously.

"I'm going to Korqin at 10:20, so let's come back and chat?" Zheng Ren glanced at Director Kong's figure and issued an order to expel him.

"Korqin? The Gobi on that side is a good place." Chu Huainan slowly tied the buttons and said with a smile.

"Well, I'm going to have a look, but I'm mainly going for surgery." Zheng Ren smiled and said slowly.

"Thank you for your hard work, Boss Zheng." Chu Huainan was not very polite. You can still tell the difference in your eyebrows and eyes. "Lao Qi, please send Boss Zheng to the airport, don't delay."

Song Ying nodded directly, not worried about the medical treatment.

For patients from other places, it is difficult to see a doctor in the imperial capital in 912. However, for Song Ying and Chu Huainan, who is unknown, this is nothing.

"Don't be so polite..." Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment.

"Boss Zheng, you are so polite." Song Ying smiled and said, "Boss, then I won't be with you anymore."

Chu Huainan nodded, walked out slowly with his hands behind his back, like an ordinary old man.

"Since this is the case, I won't be pretentious anymore. Let's greet Director Kong first." Zheng Ren finished speaking and immediately went to the director's office.

Time is a little tight, and if there is traffic jam at the airport at highway, the plane will not be able to catch up.

There will be only one flight on that side every two days. If you really miss it, dozens of people will wait for them for two days...

Thinking of this, Zheng Ren had a headache.

Knocking at the door and entering Director Kong's office, Zheng Ren stood up with his hands and said, "Director Kong, I'll take a leave today."

"I just remembered to say it." Director Kong said: "I've been busy lately."

Zheng Ren scratched his head and smiled.

"Go, tell me early next time you have something to do. Yesterday, Dean Yan called and I didn't know anything. Fortunately, I saw Zhou Chunyong waiting for you in the morning, so I didn't say anything." Director Kong said lightly.

Zheng Ren agreed immediately.

I've been very busy lately, and my eyes are on Dr. Mehal.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment. Dr. Mehal hadn't said hello yet. Forget it, let's talk about it later when I come back.

He is so busy. It's still the premise that Su Yun takes care of the outside affairs for him, and it feels messy.

Should I find someone to help me think about these things?

Zheng Ren didn't know that such a person was called a life secretary, but he had already had this idea before he knew it.

"I will often see Dr. Mehal." Director Kong said: "What the hospital means is that what Linger is responsible for is to have a certain connection with the hospital after the doctor is cured. You have to pay attention to this matter."

"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded.

"There is also the number of surgery pictures, and it is done quickly. I know that your level is beyond my imagination, but it is a mistake in your busy schedule. The old saying is still right." Director Kong said: "Let's take it easy. The most important thing is that we intervene in the operating room and we have to eat the line. You haven't had a child yet."
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