Vol 3 Chapter 2384: Mr. Zheng couldn't understand

"Boss, find time to hang out." Su Yun lazily "layed" on the sofa in the operating room, said weakly.
Zheng Ren performed the operation intently, and watched the completion of the fourth stage of Mingyang World every day. Although life goes round and round, it is a little boring to others, but for Zheng Ren, as long as you can see the Xie Yi people, life is meaningful.
"When will the next train of doctors at Lanko arrive?"
"Tomorrow, tomorrow!" Su Yun said impatiently.
"Oh, then wait a couple of days before going out to play." Zheng Ren said, "do serious business first."
"People live forever, plants and autumn. Apart from eating, drinking, and having fun, what is serious business?" Su Yun asked with a look of scorn.
"When is Bu Ruotian coming?" Zheng Ren ignored the request of Su Yun to go out, and asked as if he didn't feel like changing the subject.
"Today." Su Yun said weakly.
"Oh, he can't open his eyes, do you mean myasthenia gravis?" Zheng Ren asked while cutting. The mouse clicks and clicks as if it is accompaniment.
"It shouldn't be." Su Yundao said, "The onset of muscle weakness rarely starts from the eyelids. As for myasthenia gravis, it is very severe, and the respiratory muscles are affected. There is no dyspnea, no consideration.
"Just a possibility." Zheng Ren must have thought of it, and he said, "the possibility of gradually freezing people also exists."
"The muscle weakness of the eye muscle type is light in the morning and heavy in the morning. I asked casually at that time, he was the heaviest in the morning." Su Yun directly broke all the thoughts of Zheng Ren.
"Then meet and talk about it." Zheng Ren did not have obsessive-compulsive disorder, but just wanted to get rid of what Su Yun said.
It is already the end of July, and it is getting closer and closer to the completion of the fourth stage of the famous world; the time for the Nobel Prize telephone notification is also getting closer.
As for hanging out, Zheng Ren knew that Su Yun was just talking. If you really want to go out to play, book it directly, and you won't ask for your opinion at all.
Now asking himself if he should go out to play, Zheng Ren judged that Su Yun was a little nervous and anxious about the upcoming Nobel Prize. Although he didn't say it, he could still see how much.
After editing and uploading, Zheng Ren and Su Yun went to change clothes and returned to the department.
Back in the interventional department, Gao Shaojie, Lin Yuan, Gu Xiaoran, and other fellow doctors were waiting for Zheng Ren to come back and talk about the film.
This is a habit formed after Gao Shaojie came. Every day after the operation, Zheng Ren will cut the piece and tell everyone about the shortcomings during the operation.
Lao Gao's surgery is okay, but many problems are common to everyone, make it clear that everyone's surgery is improving quickly.
Everyone is getting used to this form of lecture.
Someone used to listen to Su Yun giving lectures to foreign experts and doctors. However, since the 3D model was printed by the navigation system, the surgery was changed to a community hospital. It was better to take Mr. Zheng to perform a surgery with the 3D model to listen to the lecture given by Su Yun.
The progress of the medical team is tangible, but it is also fed by money.
Cristian's intraoperative navigation system and 3D simulation reconstruction were estimated to cost a lot, but he didn't ask for money.
Zheng Ren knows that this is the kind of humanity that he has to pay back with the true eye.
But he didn't even think about paying it back now. Things of the Bruch family could not be rushed. It's been like this for thousands of years.
And the old Roche's friendship ... Zheng Ren thinks that's all right, the old Roche is mature. This sentence is only enough to understand the literal meaning, so it is not good to take it too seriously.
"Xiao Ran's progress has been great," Zheng Ren said with a silhouette of Gu Xiaoran's operation. "But here, your hand shape should be softer, too ..."
Then, someone knocked on the door.
"Boss Zheng." Bu Ruotian appeared at the door. He was wearing a Chinese-style cardigan, his face was waxy yellow, and he was stiff with a smile.
"Mr. Step, please come in." Zheng Ren smiled.
"Then we will work first." Gao Shaojie whispered beside Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren nodded.
Bu Ruotian saw that Zheng Ren had faded half a year ago, and secretly felt that his life was in a hurry, and said, "Boss Zheng, time is really a wild donkey. You teenagers are just as fast as the sky."
Zheng Ren smiled and didn't answer, but said softly, "Mr. Bu, what's wrong with you recently?"
"Boss Zheng, I can't open my eyes when I get up early in the morning. It's also a joke. I can't open my eyes, but it's just a good idea to pry my eyelids away. I don't feel anything special during the day, as usual."
Su Yun just said this, Zheng Ren nodded.
Everything I thought about was similar to what Bu Ruotian said. The diagnosis of Meige syndrome was clearly written on the panel of his system.
Meige syndrome, a clinically rare neurological disease, belongs to the category of segmental dystonia, also known as idiopathic blepharospasm-oromandibular dystonia syndrome.
Mainly cause various forms of dystonia of the eyelid spasm, facial muscles, mandible and cervical muscles, which are more common in the elderly.
"Did you take any medicine recently?" Zheng Ren asked later.
Bu Ruotian looked at Zheng Ren and shook his head gently.
"Have you checked the MRI of the head?" Su Yun asked aside.
"There was nothing wrong with the examination done at Dong Tumor 23 days ago." Bu Ruotian said.
Later, a middle-aged person walked to Zheng Ren with a film and handed it over with both hands.
Take a look first, Zheng Ren picked up the film and inserted it into the reader.
The operation experience of the system peak experience is still very good, and no signs of tumor tissue metastasis were seen on review. No abnormalities were found in the skull MRI. There were only a few ischemic foci, not even a slight brain atrophy.
It shouldn't be ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Zheng Ren hugged his shoulders and stared at the film.
"Mr. Bu, what's your recent life like?" Zheng Ren asked.
"It's very common. In addition to seeing a doctor, I just watch TV and do meditation at home." Bu Ruotian sighed. "Bu Li is a girl, my son at home, you know, it's not a thing. I am a pair. I can't hold my body if I want to hold it. "
After that, he sighed again.
Zheng Ren began to wonder about the situation of Ruo Rutian, from the postoperative diet and medication, to what inspections were done at each follow-up visit, and even what the contrast agent was asked.
If it were ordinary people, I would definitely not answer what Zheng Ren asked. But Bu Ruotian's secretary was very capable, and he didn't have to look at the information to answer the questions asked by Zheng Ren clearly.
The cause of Meige's syndrome, Zheng Ren did not ask what happened.
It's strange, it shouldn't be, Zheng Ren was stumped for the first time since the system could be used to deduce the condition backwards.