Chapter 1734

Chen Cang can't consider Mr. Zhong's application now.

He hurriedly said, "academician Zhong, you have a rest first, and I'll see the patient."

"Deng Ming, please entertain academician Zhong."

After that, Chen Cang hurriedly got up and ran to the intensive care unit.

At this time, everyone was surprised to find that the old man in a cap, down jacket and scarf was academician Zhong!

No wonder he just instructed Professor Chen!

But how long has the old man been here?

Standing behind Chen Cang, I saw it for less than a few minutes.

See the problem at a glance?

Thinking of this, everyone had to sigh, what is the real leader!

In front of this one, it's not too much to say that he is the dinghaishen needle of domestic emergency and critical medicine.

In China, there is a real leader in the medical industry.

But these people are old. Most of them are in their seventies.

In fact, these people have retired to the second line. After all, their bodies are not allowed. They mainly do some development planning, direction formulation, scientific research guidance and other work.

Even, many of them want to remove the academician's hat, but... The state does not allow it.

Mr. Zhong is one of them.

(well... Don't take your seat according to the number. Mr. Zhong is not the mountain. He is the character in the book.)

Deng Ming looked at the founder of domestic emergency critical care medicine and was inexplicably excited.

"Hello, academician Zhong!" Deng Ming was a little excited.

Zhong ran nodded and smiled: "young man, go and be busy. Don't worry about me."

Everyone around looked at academician Zhong and didn't know what he came here for!

Apply?

what do you mean?

Everyone is a little curious.

Who is Zhong ran?

Does he still need to apply?

He used to be the old president of Peking Union Medical College. He is now the president of the Chinese Medical Association, the leader of the high-level expert group of the National Health Commission and an academician of the two academies.

Such personnel, where is not wind and water, please also invite those who can't come, let alone others.

For a moment, everyone began to guess.

And now!

Chen Cang hurried to the intensive care unit.

He Caiyun, director of the Department of Neurology of the first hospital of Dongda, made more than a dozen calls in the morning, including consulting many old professors.

Now, the patient's condition is not relieved because of hormones.

The patient's family members have become anxious.

"Doctor, what's going on?"

"Yes, it happened on the fifteenth day of the first month!"

At this time, Chen Cang came over.

"Professor Chen, please save my mother!" a 16-year-old girl directly held Chen Cang's hand and said with tears, "they all say you are the best doctor!"

"You must have a way, don't you?"

"My mother should still be saved... Isn't she?"

The woman's husband is also nervous looking at Chen Cang.

Chen Cang looked at the crowd and nodded: "give me some time and I will give you a satisfactory answer!"

While talking, everyone left the crowded door of the intensive care unit.

Chen Cang walked inside.

After coming in, the patient was in bed with his eyes closed and crying.

"Professor Chen..."

Everyone saw Chen Cang and sighed helplessly.

Up to now, there is still no decision.

Neither ophthalmology nor neurology can find an exact cause.

Chen Cang gave a sound and went to the woman's bedside.

She felt a little anxious and nervous when someone appeared.

For this invisible world, she is full of vigilance!

Chen Cang comforted, "what's your name?"

"Wang Xiuling." the woman sorted out her emotions and replied.

Chen Cang made himself very calm. Just like chatting, he began to ask seriously.

"What do you do?"

"I'm a worker in the ammonium Yang fireworks factory."

Chen Cang nodded. He still didn't find the key clue, because what's the relationship between the fireworks factory and methanol?

"Oh, what do you usually do?"

Wang Xiuling sobbed, "I can't work anymore... Doctor, please."

"My husband is a taxi driver, I am a chemical factory worker, my two children and my mother are ill... I can't work at all."

"I can't let him work alone. It's too hard."

"The work of the fireworks factory is very cumbersome, but it's not very tired."

"The colorful colors of fireworks are produced by the combustion of these metal powders, but these metal powders must be glued together."

"My job is to use glue to glue these metal powders into a lump without affecting its discharge."

After hearing this, Chen Cang didn't seem to care too much.

After all, this process has nothing to do with methanol?

This made Chen Cang frown.

He Caiyun and Du juanhong of the first hospital of Dongda looked at Chen Cang and were puzzled.

Why did Professor Chen suddenly come to chat with the patient?

Is it caused by mental tension?

Several people also guessed.

Chen Cang is a little confused. How can the fireworks factory have methanol?

Did you guess wrong?

However, this possibility can not be ruled out naturally. Thinking of this, Chen Cang said to nurse Qin Yali: "draw blood for the patient and check a methanol test."

Everyone frowned at the sound!

Methanol?

Yes!

Methanol seems to cause this.

However, such a test will not be a needle in a haystack. After all, screening one by one is not a rational means.

He Caiyun couldn't help saying, "Professor Chen, is it... Too blind?"

Chen Cang heard the sound and shook his head: "wait for the result first!"

So they began to wait.

The result is not slow.

Chen Cang was not idle for half an hour.

Instead, he continued to chat with Wang Xiuling.

This honest woman basically says everything.

Chen Cang suddenly asked, "do you usually drink?"

After all, the channel of methanol is limited, and ordinary people can't touch it.

The woman couldn't help laughing: "doctor, we are ordinary people, not so fashionable, and I won't drink."

Chen Cang heard the noise and nodded.

But at this time, suddenly Wang Xiuling said, "do you think I smell of wine?"

"It's not wine, it's work!"

Chen Cang suddenly changed his face!

Here comes the spirit!

What does work have to do with alcohol?

Chen Cang hurriedly asked, "what do you mean?"

Wang Xiuling sighed: "I smell wine every day. For a long time, I'm still a little dizzy. Everyone joked that I smell too much wine!"

"Our usual job is to use glue to bond the metal powder, and the glue needs to be mixed with alcohol!"

"That's a good job."

"So, you smell me!"