Chapter 1627: Medical history is meaningless

Soon, the results of the test were rewarded. President Zhang of the Imperial Medical University led the team to pick up the students.
A false alarm is always stronger than the real life and death.
The Xie Yi people are coming, but Zheng Ren said that he would go to the autopsy. The Xie Yi people simply refused to accompany him.
It is a hobby for the Shei people to think of surgery and to save lives. But autopsy is another meaning.
What is the good thing about the cold dead?
Zheng Ren was finally idle for two days, and he spent a lot of time chatting with Xiaoyi people on WeChat. Although I did not meet, I said more than usual.
Zhou Chunyong contacted the emperor's liver and gallbladder, let them find the specimen with the general teacher, and he drove Zheng Ren and Su Yun to the anatomy and teaching room of the emperor's liver and gallbladder.
For autopsy, Zhou Chunyong is very strange and has no interest at all. But he really did not dare to let Zheng boss go, this thing is simply too much, once released, there is no shadow.
The directors in the field, there are a lot of things in the house, and they have been screaming for a few days. If he can't start class again, Zhou Chunyong is afraid that he can't hold them.
"Boss, what is the problem with the deceased?" Su Yun asked in the car.
"It is said that the head is traumatic, and the injury is not heavy, but CT shows a large area of ​​brain tissue congestion and edema." Zheng Rendao.
The history of autopsy is certainly not as detailed as the emergency department. It can be mentioned in detail before the CT is mentioned. After all, it is just telephone communication, and it is impossible to say too much.
"How are you so interested in autopsy?" Su Yun is a bit strange.
Zheng Ren did not speak.
He was thinking about the average patient. When the system was near death, the system panel became pale and the system diagnosis gradually disappeared.
What would it be like to face the dead at the autopsy?
It is estimated that there is no diagnosis, and everything must be judged by the process of anatomy and medical history, which is a kind of hard competition.
Zheng Ren has not been satisfied with the tips of the big pig hooves.
Especially after the last incident of Director Pan, plus the 5G project that must be launched within a few years, remote consultation.
If you don't want to upgrade your skills now, you will get a low-profile name, but it's not fun.
The reputation is poor and does not say, a misdiagnosis, may delay a living life.
This is not something that can be used to joke, so I have to take it seriously.
Zheng Ren is actually anxious about the future. Although it is very slight, it exists.
The setting of the person is high, and the big pig hooves do not provide the "service" for remote consultation, and can only improve their business standards as soon as possible.
When I came to the Imperial Medical University, the director of the anatomy department greeted the door early in the morning.
The autopsy office of the city bureau is located here, and several teachers in the teaching and research section are on the side, and they are all curious.
Li Zhaosen insisted on waiting for the boss of Zheng. Not only the people in the city bureau were very curious, but also the people who dissected the teaching and research section were very curious. This is exactly what is sacred, how can the unruly Li Zhaosen hard to drag the autopsy for three days.
Li Zhaosen stood in front of the director of the country with excitement. When Zheng Ren got off the bus, he did not care about the feelings of the country director and rushed straight.
"Zheng boss, do you still remember me?" Li Zhaosen excitedly reached out.
Zheng Ren only saw a mosaic appear in front of himself, how could he know.
Su Yun has never seen this person. When he was teaching at the Emperor Medical University last time, he stayed at 912 and cut the thymus gland with a mediastinum.
In the face of Mu Ran’s Zheng Ren, Li Zhaosen does not seem to care. He is still eager to say: "Your anatomical level is really high!"
When you meet, you are swearing. There are very few such people. Good to say, called temperament. It’s hard to say...
Zheng Ren shook hands with him and his face was wearing a standard smirk mask.
"Please, inside, please, I have been looking for you for the past two days, just to catch up with an autopsy and see the boss's craft." Li Zhaosen said with impoliteness.
This person said that the lie was so blunt, and Zheng Ren was invited to the evening three days ago.
Zheng Ren smiled and said nothing.
The man spoke up and countless slots. Su Yun just wanted to swear by him. Zheng Ren stopped between the two and smiled. "What is the situation of the deceased?"
"Drinking a bunch of wine at night, noisy two sentences, was smashed in the left side of the crotch with a beer bottle. At that time, the deceased did not have anything, and was sent to a nearby hospital for suturing. But after a few days, there was a problem, and finally it was not saved. Li Zhaosen walked in and introduced to Zheng Ren.
"Is there a CT film in hospital?"
"No, only medical records."
This is very regrettable, Zheng Ren feels that he has made a mistake.
Without the film, the ability to rebuild could not be exercised, and the martial arts of oneself was abolished.
Can you have an accurate anatomical diagnosis?
Zheng Ren began to pick up a bit.
"Zheng boss, how long can you finish?" Zhou Chunyong is a little anxious, he is only concerned with liver anatomy.
"Soon, it’s just an autopsy." Zheng Ren thought, replied.
"Su Yun, have you called Xiao Feng?" Zheng Ren then asked.
"Hit, now I have been taught." Su Yundao, "Look at the deceased, take time to do an autopsy."
Su Yun listened to a simple narrative, interested in 寥寥~EbookFREE.me~ to teach the students this kind of thing, in order to hook up his interest.
The shadowless lights fall, the feeling, the cells of the whole body will be excited.
Came to the cold autopsy room, Zhou Chunyong played a chill.
There was too much yin in it, and there was such a thought in his mind first.
In fact, it is the air-conditioning of the freezer. In order to save the body, Zhou Chunyong also knows, but he still wants to go to the folklore.
The top left of the deceased has a length of 2.0 cm and 0.8 cm, and can be seen with suture marks. The wound dressing has been removed and it is clear at a glance.
Li Zhaosen took the medical record and handed it to Zheng Ren. He also came to a brand new white suit, Su Yun was directly ignored.
Su Yun did not care, but asked him around Zheng Ren: "Look at the CT report."
Zheng Ren turned to CT, see the report sheet: CT scan of the brain showed multiple large-scale low-density shadows in the bilateral internal capsule and basal ganglia.
"Looking at what is wrong." Su Yun muttered.
He is not good at neurosurgical diseases, so he is very honest just muttering two sentences.
"Zheng boss, you wear clothes." Li Zhaosen was a little diligent.
"Wait a minute, let me see the medical record." Zheng Renwei smiled and said to Li Zhaosen.
"Our forensic doctors, mainly working on their hands, medical records are not medical records, it is not important." Li Zhaosen said with a straightforward heart.
Su Yun raised his eyebrows, but he still suppressed his temper.
If this is the death of a chest disease, he has already turned over.
Neurosurgery, at the top of the scorn chain in all surgeries, is generally unwilling to be placed.
Zheng Ren smiled and said: "A few minutes, I look at the medical records."
Li Zhaosen saw Zheng Ren insisted, did not say anything, just silently licking his medical records.