Feeling Zheng Ren suddenly stopped, Su Yun looked back at him, nagging, "Let's go."

"Yes." Zheng Ren responded, but his body turned over honestly and turned back to the emergency room.

"Is there any problem?" Su Yun saw Zhou Litao skillfully rescued and arranged for someone to take the patient to the CT room for examination. He also told the patient to send him directly to the neurology department if he had cerebral infarction.

This is not counting. Zhou Litao was holding his cell phone and calling the hospitalization officer of the Department of Neurology.

It seems that I want to remind that I am preparing for emergency thrombolysis.

After the diagnosis of cerebral thrombosis is clear, thrombolysis treatment is performed within the 3-6-hour treatment time window, and reducing cerebral metabolism to control cerebral edema and protect brain cells, and saving ischemic penumbra is the best measure for patients to recover smoothly after surgery.

The earlier the thrombolysis time, the better. For this kind of emergency rescue, time is valuable. Every minute of delay may leave sequelae to the patient.

After all, he is a 27-year-old young man. If there are any sequelae, it will affect the quality of life for most of his life. If activities are inconvenient, how can he make money, support his family, and make a living?

Zheng Ren knew that the diagnosis he saw could be taken slowly compared to acute cerebral infarction. He didn't say anything, but just shook his head.

A doctor accompanied the patient's family and nurse quickly pushed the flat cart by Zheng Ren. The rumbling sound of the wheels of the flat cart crushing the marble floor made Zheng Ren feel like he was returning to Haicheng First Hospital.

"Boss, do you really want to go back to the emergency department to be a hospital officer?" Su Yun said with a smile.

"I'm not sick," said Zheng Ren, "Don't you think this young man is too young?"

"No matter how young myocardial infarction is, I have seen it." Su Yun said disdainfully, "I'm back, go and take a look at Dr. Mehal."

"Okay." Zheng Ren saw that Zhou Litao was indeed calling the Department of Neurology to explain the patient's onset time.

It has been less than an hour since the onset of the disease. If you undergo surgery and thrombolysis, it is estimated that it can be controlled within 3 hours.

The patient is likely to recover completely.

But after a while, he had to go to the neurology department to remind the doctor, and Zheng Ren wrote down Yang Lixin's name in his heart.

"Go to Fengxian the day after tomorrow. When we come back, Fuguier should leave." Su Yun said, "Time flies so fast. The Nobel Prize will be a result in a few months."

"Are you worried?"

"It's okay." Su Yun smiled and said, "I used to think there was no possibility, but since Old Roche broke, I felt it was impossible not to get it."

"Where did you get such inexplicable confidence?" Zheng Ren smiled and replied to him with a smile.

"Actually, when I was in graduate school, I thought that clinicians are really a group of dough melons. The Nobel Prize archway has been excluding clinical procedures for decades, and it can be tolerated! Could it be that it really takes a hundred years to break out?"

"Then what?"

"Even surgery for organ transplantation was excluded from the Nobel Prize, how can you say justice? A few years ago, even the LED lamp won the Nobel Prize, and did it be considered an amusement park?" Su Yun said disdainfully, "I guessed at that time that one day, one day, a technique would become the fuse. I didn't expect that I met you in Haicheng."

Zheng Ren walked slowly behind Su Yun, listening to his long-windedness.

"I thought the nomination was the end, and I guess everyone thought so. But since I saw a lot of bats dead in the Alps, I realized from then on that, that's true, there's a great possibility that we can get it."

"It makes no sense to say so much. Fugui'er has left. How many days will Lao Gao have to arrive? How many units can you come up and take?" Zheng Ren said.

"That doesn't matter." Su Yun said with a smile: "It's just a few surgeries, it's still tips, and it's done in the blink of an eye, and it's not difficult."

While chatting, the two went to see Dr. Mehal.

The doctor's surgery has been completed, and the removed coronary stent was taken away by Dr. Mehal's assistant.

Zheng Ren is estimated to be a pharmaceutical factory or a laboratory to study new thrombolytic drugs based on the characteristics of the thrombus. After all, based on the progress of Dr. Mehal's coronary thrombosis, he must have taken some new drug that has not yet been released.

The doctor was sleeping, and Rudolph Wagner sat by the bed to watch. Seeing Zheng Ren and Su Yun come in, the professor grinned, pointed to the ECG monitoring, and signaled that everything was fine.

Zheng Ren glanced at Dr. Mehal's system panel, and it was still red, but the color was much lighter than before the operation. And there was no diagnosis of other complications, so it can be said that the operation was done quite perfectly.

After all, it is a surgery completed by peak-level interventional surgery skills. This "routine" procedure is almost without any challenge for Zheng Ren.

After taking a few glances, Zheng Ren signaled to the professor and then left the ward.

Back at the doctor's office in the interventional department, Zheng Ren did not sit in a familiar position, but came to the computer, turned on the system, and read out the head ct image called Yang Lixin.

There is no doubt that the diagnosis of cerebral infarction is a fresh cerebral infarction, and the interventional thrombolysis treatment should be good. The interventional level of 912 neurology is good, so Zheng Ren did not have the idea of ​​taking a look.

"Boss, I always think you have something to do with you, you're sneaky." Su Yun asked while sitting behind.

Lin Yuan looked at the screen and saw that it was a movie about the head ct. She was a little confused.

"The patient is too young and there is little chance of cerebral infarction." Zheng Ren said, "Why is this happening?"

"Tsk!" Su Yun said contemptly: "Although there is no atherosclerosis, it is caused by thrombosis. Is it necessary to ask? The possibility of embolization caused by abnormal objects is too small and is not a major clinical consideration."

Zheng Renluo was a little worried and could not tell Su Yun that he had seen the inducing factors using the system panel.

"There is also a kind of cerebral infarction, which is a microinfarction caused by the deep perforation of the cerebral artery occlusion caused by hypertensive arteriosclerosis. However, this film does not look like it. Although there are not so many necrosis entrapments, it is still considered thrombosis." Lin Yuan said later.

Hearing Lin Yuan's voice, Zheng Ren suddenly felt a move in his heart. He held the mouse in his right hand, stared at the screen, and said lightly: "Lin Yuan, do you remember that Mr. Wang had a patient with vitamin b12 deficiency some time ago?"

"Remember." Lin Yuan said, but was stunned for a moment.

Why did you get involved in that side?

"Su Yun said you were asked to go back and recite the diagnosis. Have you recited it?" Zheng Ren threw the blame on Su Yun.

"Boss Zheng, I've memorized it." Lin Yuan felt a little guilty when he said this. He memorized what he said, and he memorized it from what Boss Zheng understood. It may be two different things.

"Okay. As a test for you, you go to the neurology department to see the patient and communicate with the patient's family briefly." Zheng Ren said, "In the end, I want to listen to your judgment, where does the thrombosis come from."
Chapter completed!