Chapter 1691 Clinical... Experience...

"It's not very similar." Zheng Ren said: "Trigeminal neuralgia is a kind of pain that occurs in the distribution area of ​​the trigeminal nerve, and tear-like pain is a bit similar to this kind of pain. But the pain caused by visual hallucinations, psychological disorders, and bathing Hot water on your head doesn't seem like these pain-causing triggers."

"What are you thinking about?" Su Yunjian asked casually without thinking about Di's car waiting at the door with a double flash.

"There's nothing to think about, I'll talk about it after seeing it." Zheng Ren said.

"Boss, you are very cunning." Su Yun said after getting into the car: "Don't say anything until you have the bottom line, isn't it too boring to live so cautiously?"

"No, the medical history is incomplete. I wonder if it's the headache caused by some medication she's taking. Tearing pain... By the way, is she talking about hallucinations in one eye or hallucinations in both eyes?"

"You mean she can see ghosts with her left eye?" Su Yun asked.

Today's driver, a woman in her 30s, was startled when she heard Zheng Ren and Su Yun chatting.

"You two, can we stop talking about ghosts and gods, I'm running at night, and I'm scared inside." The female driver said quickly.

"Uh... I'm sorry." Zheng Ren said, "I'm in a hurry to see a patient."

"Patient? Are you doctors?"

"Um."

"Hello, doctor, the wind won't blow, the sun won't shine, and you are respected in a white coat."

Su Yun secretly sent Feng Xuhui a WeChat, asking him if Zhang Xiaohui could see the hallucination with one eye or both eyes.

After a while, Feng Xuhui returned a sighed and surprised expression.

"Brother Yun, you're so cool, you know all this? I didn't ask." Feng Xuhui's WeChat message was then sent over.

"The boss guessed it." Su Yun replied expressionlessly, then turned off the phone, watching the neon lights flickering outside the window, and began to ponder countless cases in his mind.

Soon, he smiled wryly.

I don't do my good cardiothoracic surgery, and I'm thinking about what headaches are here. Isn't this a no-brainer?

"The most fear is the paroxysmal cerebral vasospasm before the rupture of the intracranial aneurysm." Zheng Ren suddenly said leisurely.

Su Yun was taken aback.

Intracranial aneurysm ruptures, but it will kill people!

"Boss, does CT have an aneurysm?"

"No." Zheng Ren said.

"Uh... I didn't say anything about wool!" Su Yun was slightly angry.

"I am afraid of a small aneurysm, but the patient's symptoms appeared for 19 days, which is not very similar."

Su Yun ignored Zheng Ren. He didn't see the patient now, so what he said was nonsense.

Having experienced similar illnesses several times, Su Yun knew that his boss was unwilling to diagnose patients with mental illness from the bottom of his heart.

So this time, he simply didn't think about it that way. If he saw the patient and all the evidence pointed to a mental illness, he would talk about it later.

In a few minutes, the car drove to a community, which is very close to 912. Zheng Ren was a little strange. He just sent the address to Su Yun without looking carefully.

"Isn't it the school dormitory?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Xiao Feng lives next to the hospital, and it looks like Liu Xiaojie lives here too. Boss, we are going to the female workers' dormitory." Su Yun smiled and said, "You are in Haicheng, so you can use your perspective to see the female workers' dormitory."

"..." Zheng Ren really didn't want to deal with this guy. A mouth is a see-through eye, a little widow or something, so boring.

Going upstairs, Xiao Feng had already opened the door and was standing at the entrance of the stairs.

"Mr. Zheng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Feng Xuhui apologized repeatedly.

"What's the matter, it's okay." Zheng Ren smiled and looked around.

Su Yun put his arms around Feng Xuhui's shoulders and whispered, "Do you still live in two rooms?"

"Brother Yun, there's no score yet, don't talk nonsense." Feng Xuhui's face was a little red.

Zheng Ren smiled in his heart, there is no spectrum here, it is estimated that progress has already begun. As for the degree of progress, it depends on Feng Xuhui's clinical experience.

clinical……

experience……

If it is Su Yun, it is probably no problem, Xiao Feng, Zheng Ren will not know.

The two entered the room, changed their shoes, and saw a girl lying on the table with her stomach covered, retching.

The symptoms of vomiting were not severe, her body twitched slightly, and Liu Xiaojie was rubbing her head.

"Mr. Zheng, Brother Yun, you are here." Liu Xiaojie greeted, "Please take a seat."

"Is she better?" Zheng Ren glanced at the system panel and narrowed his eyes.

"It's a little better, the symptoms of headache are lighter than before, but now I occasionally see strange things." Liu Xiaojie mustered up her courage, so she didn't run away from Zhang Xiaohui.

When it comes to nonsense like seeing ghosts, girls are always scared. Not to mention girls, how many gentlemen dare to go to the cemetery in the middle of the night?

As for those who dance on the grave, they are all drunks.

"Wait, wait for her to recover, I'll ask about the medical history." Zheng Ren said.

Waiting for her to get better...that's a strange thing to say.

Su Yun also knew that it was difficult for patients to cooperate at a time like this. It's not a surgical emergency, but it's not in a hurry.

About 20 minutes later, Zhang Xiaohui slowly got better, she was weak, leaning on Liu Xiaojie's body and sobbing slightly.

Zheng Ren saw that there were still food and two pairs of chopsticks on the table, which should have been packed or ordered by Liu Xiaojie.

"Is it better? I'm the doctor of 912, can I understand your discomfort?" Zheng Ren asked gently.

"You are Mr. Zheng, please, please." Zhang Xiaohui said while sobbing.

Zheng Ren walked to the table, sat opposite Zhang Xiaohui, looked her in the eyes, and asked, "When you fell ill recently, was the pain severe or mild."

"I feel it is heavier, and the duration of the pain is getting longer and longer, but the frequency seems to be less." Zhang Xiaohui said.

"Please look at me." Zheng Ren's tone was still very gentle, but there was an unquestionable taste in his words.

Zhang Xiaohui raised her head blankly and looked at Zheng Ren with tears in her eyes, so pitiful.

Su Yun looked interesting, sat on the side, watching the boss's consultation with great interest.

This question clearly has deep meaning. But why, Su Yun has a lot of guesses, but he can't be sure.

"The intensity of the pain has increased, but the frequency has decreased, right?" Zheng Ren asked.

Zhang Xiaohui nodded.

"I heard Xiao Feng say that you will have all strange reactions when you have pain attacks. Can you talk about it?"

"I..." Zhang Xiaohui hesitated for a while, but finally summoned up her courage and said, "When it hurts now, my right eye will be blind and I can't see anything. Every time I feel pain, it seems like a pair of hands are pulling me and tearing me apart. "

"It's not right to say that I'm blind...it's not right. My right eye seems to be able to see...I saw a picture of someone entering the house and stealing things that day."