"The red thing on your wrist is not a birthmark. It's only in recent years." Zheng Ren asked.

Chengxiang was stunned for a moment, raised his hand in a trance, looked at the butterfly mark on it, and nodded.

He didn't notice when it appeared. But later, as he grew older and older, he went to the hospital and the doctor opened a pile of tests. After looking at the price, he threw away the checklists.

Now the hospital knows how to ask for money. A piece of erythema, even opened thousands of dollars for inspection. What are they! That's what he thought.

Now, when Zheng Ren talks about this butterfly shaped erythema, he is very worried.

"That's one of the body surface signs of systemic lupus erythematosus. Haven't you checked it?" Zheng Ren asked.

"...." that was auspicious and speechless. He remembered in a trance that the doctor said the same thing at that time, but he thought he deliberately made his illness serious and asked himself to do a lot of tests.

"Your hands look pale and lack blood supply. When excited, they turn red and get sick. This is Reynolds phenomenon and a manifestation of autoimmune insulin receptor disease."

“……”

If others talk to themselves with such certainty, Chengxiang's first idea must be not to believe it. But Zheng Ren was a master in his heart. He saw through all the senior experts at a glance, and he accepted it directly.

"No... no..." Cheng Xiang whispered.

Lupus erythematosus, although I don't understand it, sounds so terrible. It's a very troublesome disease.

This is a disease that has not been solved, but another disease has come. He is so frustrated that he doesn't want to live.

Su Yun also found it difficult.

To tell the truth, Chengxiang doesn't care. He's a selfish liar. Whatever he does.

But when he was excited, he would have the symptoms of hypoglycemia and fainted before his eyes. He couldn't help it.

It's really a big problem.

At present, Chengxiang's face is depressed, and his exposed skin is pale and moist. He is about to get sick.

Although pushing a tube of high sugar can solve the problem, it's not scary at first. The resources of the emergency department are not so wasted. Even if it's all right, it's better for the medical staff to sit down for a while. It's better than rescuing a toad.

"Hurry to check an insulin receptor antibody activity and some other tests. If it increases, it can be determined." Zheng Rendao.

"Boss, I just drew blood." Su Yun said, "at this time... I'll call and see if the results come out."

"Oh, it's very fast." Zheng Ren smiles.

"You said it was the disease. I knew you had to tell him. You might as well check it directly." Su Yun said, took out his cell phone and went out.

It's much more convenient for Su Yun to inquire about something than himself. Although he didn't have much time when he first came to 912, he probably got acquainted up and down.

"Dr. Zheng, is that true? What should I do?" Chengxiang looked at Zheng Ren with a confused face and his hands kept shaking.

"I can cure it myself?" Zheng Ren is a little impatient.

In the process of diagnosis and treatment of patients, Zheng Ren rarely has such a particularly clear impatient attitude. Even the most hypocritical patients, Zheng Ren is also naive and thick to face.

This product was sold by life early in the morning. It's still the kind of pulp.

But this and that Chengxiang are different from other patients. Zheng Ren is particularly disgusted with this kind of liar.

"The results haven't come out yet." Su Yun came back and said.

"You wait. Don't get excited and have a good meal." Zheng Ren said, "I'll see you again when I have time."

Zheng Ren is afraid that he will find himself at the door of the intervention department.

It's not a glorious thing. Even if it's a good thing, Zheng Ren feels troublesome. Don't say it's auspicious.

With that, regardless of whether Chengxiang understood it or not, Zheng Ren turned and left the emergency observation room.

I heard other patients chatting with their caregivers behind me. It probably said that the doctor's attitude was really bad.

Bad is bad. If you have a good attitude towards him, you will feel very uncomfortable.

It's against my heart to explain my condition.

"Boss, autoimmune insulin receptor disease is very troublesome." Su Yun said as he walked.

"Yes." Zheng Ren was perfunctory.

"Hey, what's your attitude? Can you discuss the case warmly?" Su Yun is dissatisfied.

"There's nothing to discuss. It's abnormal insulin secretion. He's delayed for too long, and he's complicated with systemic lupus erythematosus and Raynaud's phenomenon. It's estimated that the effect may not be very good if he is treated correctly."

"He deserves it. He hasn't met such a person." Su Yun spoke with endless disgust, but finally he sighed reluctantly.

"I really don't want to treat him." Su yundao.

"I don't want to. But it's always a trouble and it's solved quickly. Otherwise, once Dr. Mehal comes to Corey to learn about his condition and so on, if he kneels down to me, do you think Dr. Mehal will think this is our traditional etiquette?" Zheng Ren joked.

"Cut! Don't talk nonsense." Su Yun said, "in other words, have you contacted the doctor?"

"No."

"......." Su Yun said silently, "can you serve dessert? Dr. mehar is also a patient. You don't care if you just welcome him to the hospital?"

It seems so. I seem to ignore the fact that Dr. Mehal is a patient. Replacing him with the role of a patient, Zheng Ren immediately knew what to do.

"Then hurry up and contact..."

"Want me to do it again!" Su Yun angrily said, "you are the attending doctor, doctor mehar..."

Just then, the cell phone rang.

[vulgar fearlessness, elegant frivolity...]

Zheng Ren didn't respond at all.

[they say write a love song quickly, enjoy both refined and popular tastes, write it vividly and sing it easily...]

"Hello, answer the phone." Su Yun touched Zheng Ren and reminded him.

"Uh... It's my phone." Zheng Ren remembered that Su Yun modified his cell phone ring tone when he came home yesterday.

It sounds good when I listen to it, but the thought of answering the phone in the hospital means that I may be busy all day and night, and the song has changed its taste.

"Director Kong."

"Well, OK, I'll go and have a look."

With that, Zheng Ren hung up the phone.

"What's up?" Su Yun asked.

"The newborn you just mentioned was admitted to the hospital for emergency rescue. He went to the whole hospital for consultation outside the hospital, and even director Kong received a call."

"The stomach problem is obviously intestinal obstruction. What do you want us to do?" Make complaints about the way.

The whole hospital consultation is like this. About half of the probability is to find all departments for consultation, so as not to ignore any rare and rare diseases.

As for the intervention Department... It is estimated that it was notified by the medical department. Recently, there were many contacts with the intervention, so I called by the way.

It's all over.