Chapter 230: Wufu 67

The dynasty did not worry about the three-hour time limit. For him, since time is tight, it must be used quickly. The logic is very simple.
The young man turned on the computer and the inquiry program continued. He imported part of the node files into the tablet and said to Lin Chen, "Brother Achen, you are not asking me to check some cases of adverse drug reactions, some of them are here."
Lin Chen took the tablet.
Since the State Food and Drug Administration did not notice these cases, it means that these adverse reactions are still within a reasonable range. After all, any drug will indicate the types of possible adverse reactions on the instructions, and even some penicillin allergies will also have hallucinations and mental disorders. Then the problem of treating brain disorders such as cognitive impairment or emotional mania. Such adverse reactions are even more normal.
Lin Chen looked at all 11 related adverse reactions as of February 2014, only one of which was more serious.
The patient was a 73-year-old man, female, who was admitted to the hospital with a stroke and had organic dementia due to brain atrophy. After suffering a manic attack in January 2012, he injured the medical staff and accidentally fell from the stairwell.
Forensic anatomy results prove that the diffused sulcus of the brain of the elderly is widened and enlarged sac-likely, which proves that the organic brain lesions in the elderly cause mental abnormality, which excludes the responsibility of hospital accidents.
Lin Chen looked at the case, and she saw Zhou Rui's "Brain Corning" on the prescription list.
The dynasty has always been attentive, and it also attached the police case investigation report to it.
In the picture, blood stains on the hospital corridor.
According to information from the case, the 73-year-old man snatched the nurse's needle during the infusion, stabbed the nurse and fled into the corridor. She rammed two other elderly men with a medical cart, causing one of them to be crushed and killed on the spot. The other was invalidated after three days and was pronounced brain dead.
For the elderly over the age of seventy, this is already a completely crazy act.
In a case with three lives, perhaps the victim's family members were still immersed in grief and blame, and have not thought about it yet. This is not their fault at all.
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Lin Chen put down his tablet and propped up on the window with one hand, looking indifferent, wondering what he was thinking.
Xun Lian was quite clear why he wanted to get things like time limits. People like him tend to be harder on themselves than others, strive for perfection, and get used to pushing themselves to the limit, looking for a way out in despair.
Xun Lian stepped on the foot brake and the jeep stopped in front of a traffic light.
For a brief moment, Xun Lin saw Lin Chen glance down quickly. It was totally a subconscious action. He looked at the mobile phone in the storage box beside the door, and then looked back stiffly. He apparently wanted to make a call, but didn't.
Xing Conglian always looked at Lin Chen with a calm and calm face, and suddenly realized that Lin Chen was different from them. He and the dynasty did not have to worry about the grandfather of his family taking Zhou Rui's dangerous drugs by accident, and Lin Chen is now probably drawing on some of his relatives. He handed his cell phone over, and the red light turned green. He said, "If you want to call, just call, it's not bad for three hours."
Lin Chen took the phone, and his fingertips were very cold.
"It's a teacher." Lin Chen also guessed what he had guessed, and answered very frankly. "The teacher's cardiovascular and cerebrovascular conditions have been bad. He has been in hospital last year and probably has been taking Zhou Rui's medicine. This medicine is really for the audience. It's too wide. "
He didn't have the slightest expression of sadness, but Xun Conglian could feel the contradiction in his heart.
Although Lin Chen has countless teachers since childhood, he has only one person who can be called a teacher by his mouth-Mr. Su Lao, president of Yongchuan University.
When Lin Chen took the phone, he was obviously relieved. He dialed the phone without even looking up the phone number. Looking at Lin Chen's face while waiting for the call to connect, Xun Conglian was glad that he was not so stubborn and upholding principles.
Xun Lian drove the car forward and stopped near the road near the city bureau. Lin Chen held his mobile phone and cast an eye on him for inquiry. Xun Cong even waved his hand to signal that he was waiting for someone.
The call was connected, and across a distance, Xun Conglian could barely hear Mr. Su Lao's cheerful voice coming from the receiver.
"Teacher, it's me." Lin Chen's voice was hard to be so relaxed, and even brought the child amused to the old man.
Xing Conglian remembered the files he had peeked into. When Lin Chen was very young, the old people in the family had already passed away. Now he wanted to come. Mr. Su Lao was with him, probably a teacher and a friend, and filled his craving for the care of elders .
Xing Conglian put his hand on Lin Chen's delicate neck, waiting for his next words.
"I encountered a problem." Lin Chen said calmly holding the phone.
The old man asked about what kind of problem you encountered on the other side of the phone. At the end, he added a sentence, "It's not always a relationship between you and the captain?"
Xing Cong even listened for a while, and stared at Lin Chen with his eyes open.
"That's not true, we are together."
With a cool voice, Lin Chen said casually that Xing Conglian held his hand on his neck, adding some strength. This happened because he came out of the closet. He felt that he should give him some encouragement, but then Xun Conglian was disappointed again.
Mr. Su's voice in the telephone receiver lighted twice. Xun Lianlian no longer heard nervous or worried voices, but heard a lot of fragmented gossip issues. Xun Lianlian didn't know what to say.
The old man asked Dong Wenxi, and Lin Chen picked up something that didn't matter and said something. This made Xun Lianren mistakenly believe that the current call was not Lin Chen's attempt to remind the elderly about the drug problem, but that he was deliberately making a love report to the elders at home, or was particularly enlightened.
Lin Chen's phone call for a while, Xun Cong even felt that the cold sweat behind him was dripping, for fear that the old man would rise up to talk to himself, but it seemed that the old man didn't gossip about it.
"Emotional issues are over. Now, what are you doing?" The old man asked suddenly.
Xun Lian looked at Lin Chen, only to see him squinting and looking to the distance, he paused, pulled his hand from his neck, and clasped him with his fingers, and answered, "A major event has occurred, but I cannot say. "
"Can't say what phone you call me, this is not anxious to kill me!" The old man pleaded.
"I ca n’t say for the time being. Teacher, just pay attention to watching TV. I can call you as soon as I can."
Xing Conglian could feel Lin Chen's hand trembling slightly, but he still said it in a relaxed tone.
"Come on, what did you tell me about life when I graduated?"
Lin Chen smiled at the corner of his mouth and replied, "Don't be stubborn, just ask for advice."
Xun Lian couldn't laugh anymore.
"Yes, there is no savior in this world." Mr. Su Lao comforted.
"But is n’t the meaning of the second half of the International Song not that you have to rely on yourself?" Lin Chen asked.
"Ah, how about you when you fall in love and talk to the teacher, the teacher is old." Mr. Su hummed dissatisfied, "However, you are indeed better than many people, instead of giving my life to others , It might as well be handed over to you. "
The old man's voice was very relaxed, but Xun Conglian was stunned. Lin Chen didn't reveal anything from beginning to end, but Mr. Su Lao was saying, I know, you can do it with confidence.
Lin Chen also fell into silence. He held the phone with a straight back, such as holding a handful.
"Ok."
"The next time I'm free, go home for dinner and take that with you."
On the other side of the phone, Mr. Su said a few words at will, and he would hang up.
"Teacher!" Lin Chenru woke up from a big dream, and suddenly spoke, stopping someone.
"Well, what else?"
"I'm sorry." Lin Chen said at the end, I don't know if he said it before or after hanging up.
This chat is really very busy. It is fine in the afternoon, and the teachers and students are chatting. It was naturally beautiful, but now it looks heavy.
Lin Chen handed the phone back, and a policeman trot over in the distance. Xun Lian lowered the window of the car, the other party saluted and handed over a lot of heavy information.
"Why not?" Xun asked, closing the window and starting the engine.
"My mood is not different from that of other patients' families. They don't have the opportunity to say hello in advance, and I shouldn't have it." Lin Chen paused, adding, "The main thing is that if this is done, the teacher must I scolded the dog. "
Xing Conglian started the engine and asked, "Why the call?"
"Because you want to hear from the teacher, you can rest assured."
Xun Lian stepped on the gas pedal and prepared to return Mr. Xiao Zhan to the factory. He put the file he just got on Lin Chen's leg. The file clearly stated the word Shen Lian. Xing Conglian added: "It's good to be what you are good at, other things are with me."
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The jeep drove to the suburbs, and the fields and factories flew past the window.
Lin Chen touched a thick pile of materials. The reason why he just called the teacher just now is because he found that he was really not good at this case. He lacks a good knowledge reserve of drugs, cannot understand the molecular formula, and is always led by his nose or Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical. He didn't know what effect long-term medication would have on patients, he didn't know the true purpose of love, he didn't know what to do next. To be precise, they didn't know.
Fortunately, although there are many places that people are not good at, they also have their own areas of pride. Lin Chen opened the file and began to really understand Shen Lian for the first time.
As a child, the girl had two pigtails in her archives, grinning, but there was no warmth in her eyes.
Shen Lian grew up in Hongjing's most common old street. Lin Chen only remembered that there was a shop of pork and noodles in that street, and there was nothing beautiful about it. Low bungalows, slightly cold and narrow streets.
The first thing he found out was the childhood study file of Shen Lian. She did n’t choose a school, and the junior high school was mediocre. According to the transcript from her childhood, there was no indication that the girl would have extraordinary intelligence, enough to be in ten, except for the first and second grades in elementary school. A few years later, multinational pharmaceutical companies are playing tricks.
Lin Chen turned down from page to page, and suddenly stopped.
Xun Cong turned his car into a road with few traffic, and on both sides was an abandoned chemical plant. Guanghua Chemical was standing at the end of the road.
"How?" Xun Conglian noticed his sudden pause.
"It's weird. When Shen Lian was in the second grade of junior high school, her academic performance suddenly improved by leaps and bounds, and she was admitted to Hongjing No. 1 Middle School with her first grade in the third grade."
"Are you sure?"
"Shen Lian's high school entrance examination score is 697 points, the city's 9th, even if the intellectual level of the dynasty is difficult to get this score."
The dynasty interjected in the back seat: "Brother Achen, you can't say that!"
"Why not, Xiao Wang of the old Huang's family, I remember that you didn't seem to have passed the city's first test."
"I didn't take the entrance exam!" The dynasty pulled Mr. Zhan's collar angrily. "Are you as old as Shen Lian, how many years did you take the exam!"
"I seem to be ... first?"
The dynasty was so stingy that he couldn't speak, and finally said, "Give me a paper after I've done this, I have to prove myself!"
The dynasty was noisy, but no one in the carriage responded to his words, because Lin Chen was silent.
When Xun looked to his side, Lin Chen bowed his head slightly, and put his fingers on the old file paper. A beam of sunlight rubbed against his ear and fell, but there was no warmth.
"What happened to Shen Lian's parents?" In accordance with the principle that all abnormal psychology may have childhood shadows, Xinglian asked.
Lin Chen flipped through the file for a while, extracting the part of her loving parents, and then turned back to the year when she was in junior high school, and replied: "Her parents are alive, her father is the security of Hongjing Department Store, and her mother is a general salesperson in a department store. It looks like it should be a busy work, the family is not rich, but it is not poor. "
"Does the parent have a criminal record?"
"No, they all seem to be honest people."
"Isn't there any kind of child abuse in beating a child?"
"No."
"So, what is the reason that Shen Lian is so perverted?"
"do not know."
"I don't know, is it a good thing or a bad thing?"
"I'm afraid it's not good," Lin Chen replied.