Zhou Litao sent Boss Zheng and Brother Yun away. In the corridor, a man happened to walk in. He greeted Zhou Litao in a hoarse voice.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm here again." The man was dressed in ordinary clothes, but his collar was standing up, making him look a little sneaky.

"Old Qin, why are you here again?" Zhou Litao said very accustomedly, as if he didn't see the man's sneakyness; or maybe he was already used to it.

Both Zheng Ren and Su Yun admired so many familiar patients in the emergency department.

"I'm not sick again. I'll take the time to take a look while it's not too serious." The man said, "Mr. Zhou, if you have something to do, I'm not in a hurry."

"You really treat troubles like a relative." Su Yun smiled and said to Zhou Litao: "The hospital should set you as a typical example."

"Brother Yun, stop kidding, that's an old patient, there are always problems with the thyroid gland. Once an illness is a big deal, I'm scared." Zhou Litao said, "Half a year ago, he had a goiter that compressed his respiratory tract, and almost couldn't hold it over at home."

"It's so heavy, what did the Gland Department say?"

"It was said that he had hypothyroidism, and after symptomatic treatment, he got out of the hospital soon. Two months ago, he was in a thyroid crisis, and I happened to be on the tail of the hospitalization chief. When I was sent..."

"Hydrothyroid? Goiter?" Zheng Ren asked in confusion.

"Well, it's not very common." Zhou Litao said.

"What are he showing? The boss gave Johns Hopkins Hospital a remote consultation a few months ago and solved a patient with a thyroid crisis that showed abdominal pain."

"It's almost the same performance." Zhou Litao said.

"Good, Mr. Zhou, the diagnosis level is very high." Su Yun said with a smile.

"No, didn't you know his medical history? I just diagnosed it directly. This is just familiarity, otherwise I would probably have a misdiagnosis." Zhou Litao said.

Zheng Ren recalled the patient's system panel, and the diagnosis of hypothyroidism and goiter was very clear.

There should be no special treatment for this kind of patient, just take blood tests and take medicine regularly.

As for the inducement of the thyroid crisis, there are many factors, and Zheng Ren does not think that there will be any major events. However, when Zhou Litao's statement compared with the patient's performance, a thought seemed to flash through Zheng Ren's mind.

Thyroid disease is complex.

The human body is an extremely sophisticated machine, and the various appearances and internal logic of the endocrine system are extremely complicated. When Zheng Ren thinks of detailed dialectical analysis, he also feels a little brain-breaking.

But when listening to the conversation between Zhou Litao and the patient, it seems that the patient has long been used to this and will be cured after being hospitalized for a while.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ren looked back at the patient.

The system panel is very red, the diagnosis of hypothyroidism is shaky, and there are no other fatal diagnosis except for some underlying diseases.

"Doctor Zheng? You are Doctor Zheng!" Unexpectedly, Zheng Ren looked back and saw that the patient actually recognized him and said loudly in joy.

"Uh..." Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment.

"Doctor Zheng, you are Dr. Zheng who won the Nobel Prize. I have watched you on TV!" The patient strode over and stretched out his hands, very enthusiastic.

"Hello." Zheng Ren had no choice but to reach out and shook the patient. It would be too embarrassing if he didn't talk to each other face to face.

"Doctor Zheng, what you said on TV is so handsome. I have watched that video many times!" The patient said happily: "I heard Mr. Zhou talk about you, and I have always thought that one day I would meet you when I come to the hospital. What a coincidence, this is a wish."

Zheng Ren frowned slightly. Is this what he wanted to do? It is not a good thing to come to the hospital.

Moreover, the patient's condition shows that his goiter is already very heavy and his speech is dumb. At this time, he was still thinking about seeing himself, and Zheng Ren was a little dazed. If it were a star like Wu Xiaomei... How is Wu Xiaomei doing now? Go home and find time to ask Yiren.

Zheng Ren was distracted in an instant without realizing it.

"Doctor Zheng, Doctor Zheng?" The patient was stunned when he saw Zheng Ren and shouted twice.

"Oh." Zheng Ren recovered from his senses. After winning the Nobel Prize, should he get used to being recognized by others when walking on the street? Although he is not like a traffic star, more or less someone will know him.

"Are you busy? Can you leave me a signature?" the patient asked carefully.

"Uh... your current situation needs hospitalization. The enlarged thyroid has already compressed the airway, and you must be careful of the occurrence of a thyroid crisis. Don't worry about signatures or something. If you want to take care of Mr. Zhou in the future, go to treat the disease first." Zheng Ren has never encountered such a situation, so he can only try his best to deal with it.

"Doctor Zheng, my minor illness will be cured for two days every time I come to our 912 treatment. It doesn't matter." The patient said, "Are you busy? I won't disturb you too much."

"What's wrong with your illness?" Zheng Ren was really embarrassed to leave, but he didn't want to treat himself as a star, so he should talk about what he was interested in.

"It's okay, an old problem. The situation was serious when there were two attacks. Mr. Zhou told you." The patient said, "I usually take medicine, but I still feel that the dosage of the medicine still has problems and I always can't adjust it well."

"Why can't the adjustment be done?"

"I was fine when I was in the hospital. It was good to stay at the hospital for a few days and go home, but it wouldn't work if I stayed at home for a long time. This time I have experience, and I feel that it's wrong, I'll come to the hospital for a look." The patient said with a smile.

"???" Zheng Ren's question mark on his forehead.

Putting together what the patient said and Zhou Litao’s statements seems to have some problems.

"Tell me, this disease is hyperthyroidism, and I have a big neck disease, but it is hypothyroidism." The patient looked at Zheng Ren and said, "I take levothyroxine sodium tablets on time, and I also know that I have to take medicine for life. My wife said that I am going to the hospital and saw the hospital's relatives."

Zheng Ren rarely encounters such talkative patients, and he doesn't know what to say for a moment.

"Hydrothyroid can also cause goiter, so there is nothing to be surprised about." Su Yun said: "Have you not checked in detail?"

"I've checked, and the doctor also said that I'm always having an illness, and I always say I need to do more tests. I always feel that the examination is not good." The patient said: "We are not short of money, we can all be reimbursed, not that much. Am I worried about radiation? Examinations like radioactive iodine intake will be unhealthy."

"It's still necessary to do it." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

Anyway, he couldn't leave, so Zheng Ren and the patient came to the chair in the emergency department clinic hall to sit down.
Chapter completed!