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Chapter 1846 Wash Your Nose and Live a Long Life (Monthly Ticket 33500 Plus More × 67)

"It's enough to do a cerebrospinal fluid test." Seeing Zhou Litao rushing out to make a phone call, Su Yun smiled and said to Zheng Ren.

"The incubation period of the amoeba is short. Once it enters the rapid progress stage, it is unlikely that it can be rescued." Zheng Ren said seriously: "Take every time to treat it, and now it is estimated that there is still half the possibility of saving people. return."

After speaking, he stood up and said, "Let's take a look together when the patient has a CT scan later."

"En." Su Yun's voice was much lower, his eyes were a little blurred, as if he was thinking about something.

I said before that the diagnosis can be made based on the two symptoms of smell loss and convulsions alone, so I was convinced.

nowadays……

Su Yun cursed viciously in his heart, how could he be diagnosed with primary amoebic meningoencephalitis?

If it was a diagnosis like a brain tumor before, it would be okay, but I think it is impossible; judging by Zheng Ren's appearance, he should also think it is impossible.

That guy is talking nonsense, just doing the simplest differential diagnosis.

But the boss is full of confidence in the diagnosis of primary amebic meningoencephalitis!

And I can't find anything wrong with it.

Rosacea...Amoebae...Actually, it is not uncommon, especially in the 1980s, when many people got sick.

Now, the incidence rate can only be said to be less, but it is definitely not rare.

During the class, the teacher said that I also have memories in my mind, but let the boss take the lead in confirming this diagnosis.

Su Yun sighed, it would be great if he could find out earlier.

Uh... I still have to be more serious in the future, Su Yun reminded himself secretly.

Soon, Zhou Litao came back and said, "Boss Zheng, I already talked to the Department of Neurology. The director happened to be here today. He saw the patient and suspected it was primary amebic meningoencephalitis."

"Yeah." Zheng Ren looked relaxed, having entered the time of a sage.

"I said, let me know when the CT is done later, let's go and have a look together." Zhou Litao admired him very much, with little stars shining in his eyes.

"Boss, you're lucky, you can guess what kind of disease it is." Su Yun said with a guilty conscience.

"Guess? It's rich clinical experience." Zheng Ren said, "What do you think?"

"cut!"

"Boss Zheng, brother Yun, how did the two of you think that the patient was primary amoeba meningoencephalitis?" Zhou Litao was already in admiration.

Originally, he didn't believe the diagnosis given by Boss Zheng. The patient didn't see it, so he gave the diagnosis. Isn't this a joke?

But the director of the neurology department also gave the same diagnosis, which is a bit interesting. At the very least, it proves that Boss Zheng and Brother Yun are sitting in the room, and their judgment "may" be right.

"It's nothing, it's just the same investigation, and then make a differential diagnosis." Zheng Ren said: "When you went to rescue just now, Su Yun and I identified all the possibilities one by one. Although the possibility of primary amebic meningoencephalitis is not Big, but in the end it's the best fit, no matter how low the odds, it's possible."

"How many differential diagnoses have you made?" Zhou Litao was confused.

Generally, clinical differential diagnosis is made after a certain preliminary diagnosis, and then differentiated from similar situations one by one.

But what Boss Zheng did, he didn't even see the patient, and started to identify with just one or two sentences.

Do you have to be so confident in your own diagnosis level!

"More than twenty?" Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun, and Su Yun began to count with his fingers.

Zhou Litao was dumbfounded. There is no need to mention the differential diagnosis of ordinary things like tumors. What kind of formaldehyde poisoning and sulfur dioxide poisoning are there?

The weirdest thing is the long-term spraying of perfume, which leads to poisoning by unknown substances.

It seemed that his own level was not enough, which led to confusion on the scene and an unclear diagnosis. If Boss Zheng was at the scene, he would probably think of amoebas when he saw the rosy nose.

It is estimated that the director of the Department of Neurology also made a preliminary judgment based on the rosacea nose.

Zhou Litao set a small goal in mind to memorize the books on diagnostics when he went back home.

"Go ahead." Zheng Ren sat down casually, wanting to continue listening to Su Yun pouring chicken soup on Zhou Litao.

But after this incident, neither Su Yun nor Zhou Litao was in the mood to continue talking about finding a girlfriend.

However, Zhou Litao was particularly interested in how the two of them made a differential diagnosis. He asked little by little, and even took the initiative to record it. It seemed that he wanted to calm down and ponder over it carefully.

Half an hour later, Zhou Litao received a call, and the Department of Neurology sent the patient for an examination.

Zhou Litao greeted Corey, and went to the CT room with Zheng Ren and Su Yun.

The patient was undergoing an examination, accompanied by a doctor and a nurse inside, and several family members stood outside the lead door with sad faces and sighed.

"Are you the family members of the patient?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Well, you are..."

"I'm a doctor from 912. I have a few questions I want to ask." Zheng Ren showed a friendly smile, "May I ask who are you patients?"

"I'm his uncle, doctor, what's your question?" The man still said with a sad face.

When this kind of thing happens at home, I can feel better if I don’t sleep.

"Does the patient have any abnormal behavior recently? For example, he washes his face more than before?" Zheng Ren didn't ask about the medical history step by step, but pointed it out.

This belongs to the determination of the diagnosis to find the basis for the diagnosis to stand up.

"Don't mention it. I don't know which bastard my dad heard. It said that washing the nose can make people young, live long, and avoid all diseases."

Washing the nose... Zheng Ren was also speechless.

There are countless people in the community who cheat the elderly of their money, and it is impossible to guard against them. All kinds of magnetic therapy and health care are nothing, but the most hateful thing is financial management.

But this is the first time I've heard of washing the nose.

However, this is also consistent with his own diagnosis.

"My dad believed it. He happily washed it six times a day, and told us to wash it too."

With a thought in his mind, Zheng Ren asked, "Is this the professional nasal wash you use for washing your nose?"

"Alas..." The man was even more distressed when he mentioned professional nasal wash.

"Doctor, the old man is so stingy. I'm not even willing to add meat to my meal when I go home. I expect him to use professional nasal wash? He uses tap water."

The direction of all the problems is completely clear, rosacea, long-term use of tap water for a long time, or washing with something like a nasal irrigator, the pressure is high.

Therefore, the probability of being infected by amoeba is higher than that of ordinary workers.

"It's going to be hard this time. Those who sell health care products in the community are really nothing..."

Zheng Ren didn't have time to listen to the patient's family members nagging and complaining, so he smiled slightly, patted him on the shoulder as a sign of comfort, and turned around to enter the operating room of the CT room.

The CT has been done, and the technician shouted to the microphone that it was all right.

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