When Chen Qun arrived at the VIP ward, he saw Zhang Yuqin holding one of the twins and feeding her with a bottle. The little guy was sucking on the plastic pacifier, and there was a blinking sound in his mouth. I don't know why. As soon as I saw Chen Qun and Dongfang Wenxin, I stopped and stared at them with two big dark eyes. Then I danced and cried happily, as if I knew Chen Qun and Dongfang.
"Don't yell, you can eat raw. Xiao Xu, take the baby and I'll talk about something here. "
Zhang Yuqin motioned to the baby sitter to hold the child, and then explained the situation to Chen Qun and Chen Qun.
"Xiao Chen, who is the patient next door? Is there any mental illness? I watched him hold his arm for several days and look at the hand affectionately. I held it for half a day. The most amazing thing is that as soon as you see other people coming, you immediately lie back in bed and pretend to be sick. It's a bit weird. "
Miss Dongfang scanned the room and asked in surprise.
"Auntie, how do you know?"
"I saw it by accident when I ran by the door yesterday. The old man's wife was very polite. She asked me for the way and sent me a box of snacks. Naturally, I had to return the favor and send it back. Then I found out about it. I asked you to come here to ask the patient what is the condition of holding his arms all day long? I'm afraid he's mentally ill, so it's not good to infect big Shuang and small Shuang. "
During her speech, Zhang Yuqin also made a small imitation. Her left hand stood in front of her eyes, her right hand held the back of her hand, and she gently stroked it twice, as if she were stroking a child, full of delicacy and tenderness. If it's done to people and pets, there's nothing inappropriate, but it's done to the back of your hand, then the situation is a bit weird.
Miss Dongfang shivered and shrugged her neck to comfort her.
"Don't worry, auntie. Aren't we here? Chen Qun, you go to the infirmary to see the patient's condition. You are qualified to speak. Other people don't have the authority. "
Of course, Chen Qun knows that this is a VIP ward. The patients are either billionaires or dignitaries. Naturally, the medical records are confidential. Basically, only experts who are specially responsible for diagnosis can see it. However, he went to the inpatient department to ask about the general situation. After all, he has become a leader in the new generation and can be involved.
As for the first lady, she is not qualified in theory. Of course, she can know more details through other channels, but she just doesn't bother.
Chen Qun just walked out of the room and saw an old doctor with silver hair coming with a group of people. The two people around the old doctor still knew each other. They were Jiang Ming and Qi Hong.
As soon as the old doctor saw Chen Qun, he immediately raised his hand to greet him.
"Xiao Chen, we are talking about you, just about Cao Cao. Let's take a look at this patient. He suffered from cerebral hemorrhage, resulting in left hemiplegia and severe paralysis of the left arm. But the patient's brain doesn't seem to realize this. He thinks that his arm is on other people, which is a very rare foreign hand syndrome. So I invited Lao Jiang here. It's a coincidence that you two young people are also here. Let's have a consultation together. "
As soon as Chen Qun heard about it, he knew why academician Jiang was here. It was because his illness was very strange that he needed to be the authoritative academician in the Department of neurology to give a final conclusion. What's more, in the end, we usually invite a few big men from the hospital to come out. Most of them have been diagnosed by this side. They just need a few big men to check and make the patients feel at ease.
Although most of the patients in VIP ward are common diseases, and a few big men will not walk around here, the doctors here are the smallest and most cautious in the hospital, and their ability is only better than a few big men. Maybe this result will not go wrong.
Recalling what Zhang Yuqin had seen, Chen Qun immediately realized that the so-called personification of outsiders had also been reported abroad, which could be regarded as an extreme phenomenon among the extremes. I don't know if the doctor here has diagnosed this condition?
Jiang Ming also gave a slight sign and asked a middle-aged doctor to hand over a piece of information, "Xiao Chen, this is the result of several CT and MRI examinations. It is the result of cerebral arteriovenous malformation which recurred after the operation a few years ago. This is the operation plan given by the inpatient department. Are you interested?"
Chen Qun glanced at the image of arteriovenous malformation three or four centimeters below the cerebral cortex, and knew that this problem was really a bit tricky, so he invited academician Jiang to come and sit down. But this operation can be completed by the doctors under academician Jiang. Although it is difficult, it is not difficult.
He didn't want to wade in the muddy water and refused.
"I probably don't have time for surgery. In a few days, we will move to the new hospital. In addition, the new hospital will also have a research institute brand. There are three or four national projects to be busy, so I can only say sorry. As for the past, it's no problem to have a look. After all, my Aunt Zhang said that the patient's behavior is a little strange. She also asked me to come and have a look. In case of mental problems, she would take the twin sisters home. "Jiang Ming, the old doctor and Qi Hong, together with a group of doctors behind, look at Chen Qun.
The academician frowned and asked after deliberation.
"Hallucination or delirium?"
Chen Qun pointed to the gate, "after we go in, we can immediately confirm, I am also guessing."
In the twinkling of an eye, a group of doctors entered a special ward comparable to a five-star hotel. Even if there were another 10 or 20 people in such a large space, the patient was lying in a daze on the bed, his head tilted to one side, as if he was remembering something.
Without saying a word, Chen Qun went directly to the patient who looked like he was in his fifties.
"Sir, can I examine your left arm to see how severe the paralysis is?"
"Don't move! Don't touch her. Put it down
As soon as the patient's face sank, he began to scold loudly.
Chen Qun seemed to have a plan in mind. He didn't care about the old man's attitude at all. He just stopped and said something that surprised everyone.
"Well, I'll ask, who is this?"
Hearing this question mark, Qi Hong immediately turned up her big white eyes. It wasn't surprise, but a look I knew was like this.
Jiang Ming looks at the young beauty doctor with the most temperament in the hospital and turns his eyes. He knows that these young people are not convinced with each other. It's hard to live without fighting several times all day long. He is also curious and knows that Qi Hong should be one of the insiders.
But if you don't wear that white coat, I'm afraid everyone will think it's a real mental illness.