"Boss, what's the suspicion?" After watching the white film, Su Yun has been wondering what the disease is. But after several times of thinking, there was no idea.

"I don't know." Zheng Ren answered very simply, "did you drop the car?"

"When you remember, we're almost 912." Su Yun habitually sprayed a sentence.

Zheng Ren stopped talking and seemed to be in a state of meditation.

They were silent, went downstairs, got on the bus, and thought about their own things in the car.

The driver is very strange. Did the two young people quarrel? Calm face? Two old men, if you quarrel, just fight. Why are you so gloomy.

The atmosphere was a little heavy and wanted to say something, but whatever the driver said, there was a silence.

What an embarrassment, the driver had to devote all his energy to driving.

Like a racing driver, the driver feels that this is his peak level. Whether overtaking or not, it is done at one go and incisively and vividly.

At 912, the driver's master is still not satisfied. He really wants to pull the two young people for another lap.

Hurried to gastrointestinal surgery, Director Wei and Professor Feng were reading the film.

"Director Wei, brother Feng, I'm here." Zheng Ren gave an expressionless greeting and immediately squeezed into front of the film reader.

"Boss Zheng, why are you here?" Director Wei wondered.

"Director, I called boss Zheng. This is not..." Professor Feng was worried about it at the beginning, so he had to explain.

Director Wei nodded. He didn't mind and even praised him. I can't understand it myself. I feel much safer with boss Zheng.

The film was hanging in front of us. Ten minutes ago, Director Wei and Professor Feng were all stunned after just watching the film.

There has been no such case in clinical for decades.

We can only arrange nurses to make preoperative preparations as soon as possible, and bed doctors to make preoperative explanations and prepare for emergency laparotomy.

Director Wei winked at Professor Feng. Professor Feng understood and began to report the medical history.

"Boss Zheng, the patient is a 72 year old female patient..." the medical history is very simple, because the patient has a history of cerebral infarction, mild abdominal pain, the old man can't describe clearly, and the nanny didn't pay attention, so it's just that it took nearly a year to know.

Other medical histories are not very detailed, and even some are subjective conjectures of family members.

Unconsciously, Zheng Ren put his left hand under his right armpit and his right hand held his cheek. His eyes narrowed and motionless looked at the film, which can be said to be a simple film.

Su Yun gave up directly after seeing the film.

There was no clue. Even director Wei had no way and thought, so he didn't try.

There is no point in trying again.

He is waiting for Zheng Ren's diagnosis. At this time, he will see if the boss can continue his magic as usual.

But this is not all Su Yun thinks. He already knows Zheng Ren's choice, the emperor's liver and gall... It's a headache.

It's really tiring to have such an unreliable boss. Su Yun breathed and his black hair floated on his forehead.

"Director, send the patient up?" The bedside doctor put his head in and whispered.

"Boss Zheng?" Director Wei asked.

"Send." Zheng Ren's eyes did not move, as if to see through the white film.

"Boss Zheng, do you have any consideration?" Director Wei asked tentatively.

"Well, I think it may be abdominal cocoon." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

Director Wei was stunned. Although the name was very special, Director Wei also knew it.

The last time I heard about it was at an academic meeting. Someone put forward a case. But it was not put forward when making an academic report, but when chatting.

No film, no definite diagnosis.

At that time, because the diagnosis was unknown, the patient's family refused laparotomy and 120 vehicles were sent to mordu. It is said that on the way, the patient's breathing and heartbeat disappeared.

So the director of that place doesn't know what the final result is.

This disease is rare and its etiology is unknown. Up to now, there are no research results all over the world.

It is also called idiopathic sclerosing peritonitis or sclerosing peritonitis because all or part of the small intestine is wrapped by a layer of dense and tough gray white hard and thick fibers.

Named by foo in 1978.

But there are also questions. According to the theory of abdominal cocoon, it is only a layer of free fibrous tissue. The intestinal cavity will not be so small, and the intestine contains little gas.

In imaging, the air is black. In the whole film, the patient's abdominal cavity is less black, and most of them are white shadows.

So Director Wei didn't diagnose abdominal cocoon for the first time.

Like, but not like.

Many difficult cases rely on guessing. No one knows until they open the abdominal cavity and see it with their own eyes. Even young people with insufficient clinical experience dare not make a diagnosis.

"Director Wei, according to the explanation of abdominal cocoon disease and the patient's family members, there is a great possibility of not coming down." Zheng Ren finally gave such a hint.

Director Wei's head became big immediately.

Dead on the stage? Is there any need for surgery?

Forget it, go and explain it yourself to see if the medical compliance of the patient's family is good. If so, consider surgery. Of course, the operation must pull boss Zheng up.

"Boss, director Zhou of the emperor's gall has arrived." Su Yun whispered.

"Tell director Zhou that I may be two or three hours late." Zheng Ren's answer did not surprise Su Yun.

Su Yun sighed and glanced at Professor Feng.

Professor Feng was so embarrassed that he scratched his head and asked, "boss Zheng has something to do today?"

"There is an international academic conference. The boss has decided to give a lecture." Su Yun went out with his bag and said, "boss, I'll go with director Zhou first."

"Yes." Zheng Ren's eyes are still watching the film, and he doesn't even talk much.

"I'm sorry to delay boss Zheng's lecture." Professor Feng rubbed his hands, gave lectures at international academic conferences... Alas, when can I go?

I guess I went to the class.

"Ask Yi Ren when he will arrive." Zheng Ren suddenly said a word.

It was quiet around. Director Wei and Professor Feng, who were just going to explain to the patient's family, looked at each other.

After a few seconds of silence, Zheng Rencai realized that Su Yun had gone.

He was helpless to pick up his cell phone and call Shea.

"Boss Zheng, take a look at it?" Professor Feng whispered.

"Well, the operation may be difficult." Zheng Ren has contacted Xie Yi's people, and they are almost at the hospital. The surgical instruments have been sterilized and are in the sterile bag.

With instruments and Shea people, the probability of completing the operation is much higher.

"It is considered to be abdominal cocoon disease, but although abdominal cocoon disease is a rare disease and an extremely rare disease, it is also divided into severity." Zheng Ren said, "this belongs to the heaviest kind."

He tapped his fingers on the glass of the film reader and thumped.