"What else?"

"There will also be vomiting, sweating, abdominal pain, low back pain and elevated blood pressure."

"High blood pressure? Have you measured it?"

"The feeling is, because the head jumps and hurts." Zhang Xiaohui said.

"What happens when you take a bath?"

"Er..." Zhang Xiaohui was embarrassed.

But Zheng Ren looked directly into her eyes. There was no meaning to avoid at all. It was simple and direct.

Zhang Xiaohui still hesitated.

After all, a girl in the first year of graduate school and a man like Zheng Ren who is less than 30 and full of blood say that it's awkward to take a bath.

Zheng Ren was not in a hurry. He picked up a chopstick used on the table with his left hand and gently tapped the edge of the disposable lunch box.

Su Yun noticed Zheng Ren's rhythm.

When did you learn psychology? Or hypnosis, the rhythm of his beating the lunch box, what do you say?

Is it a hint or Morse code? Su Yun thought and thought more.

There was an awkward silence in the room.

More than ten seconds later, Zhang Xiaohui lowered her head and said, "it doesn't hurt when washing her body. Later, she found that it doesn't hurt when washing around her head with a shower, but it won't hurt until it reaches her head."

Then she pointed to the top of her finger.

Zhang Xiaohui's hair is very long. She didn't dry it because she had pain when she took a bath. Now it's still wet.

"Are you trying to see the range of pain today?" Zheng Ren asked.

Zhang Xiaohui nodded, a little embarrassed and said, "I want to try, but I accidentally hit my head."

"Would you please raise your head and look into my eyes?" Zheng Ren said in a steady voice.

Su Yun was a little surprised. Today, the boss always looks at his eyes. What's hard to come true is to use some means to give psychological hints to Zhang Xiaohui?

If so, I will look at him less in the future, so as not to be misled by him.

Those people who study psychology have the dirtiest hearts.

Feng Xuhui has been in contact with Zheng Ren for the longest time and has seen Zheng Ren for consultation. He has never made such a request. Many times, they ask about the situation while looking at the medical records. They even look a little casual.

What does president Zheng mean today?

Zhang Xiaohui raised her head and looked into Zheng Ren's eyes.

"What medicine have you taken recently?" Zheng Ren asked.

"The doctor said I was a little depressed, so I took droperidol ton melitracen. One tablet in the morning and one tablet in the evening, I..." Zhang Xiaohui hesitated.

"You're worried about eating problems. Come on." Zheng Ren's eyes seemed to see through people's hearts. Zhang Xiaohui hesitated and directly said what she was thinking.

Zhang Xiaohui was a little flustered by Zheng Ren's eyes and nodded carelessly.

"So, how long have you moved here?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Six or seven days." Zhang Xiaohui said, "I dare not live in my bedroom."

"You can see ghosts in your right eye." Zheng Ren smiled and spoke a little faster. "You can occasionally see a picture of someone stealing from your bedroom!"

When it comes to bedroom and stealing, Zhang Xiaohui immediately hugged her head with both hands and screamed in pain.

Her right hand is a little insensitive, and the whole person looks like a puppet with some stiffness on half of her body.

In mid air, a silk thread pulled her right side of the body, one meal at a time, looking very strange.

The chopsticks in Zheng Ren's hand were in the palm of her left hand. At the moment when Zhang Xiaohui screamed, she stood up and stabbed them into her right eye.

Zhang Xiaohui was at a loss. She looked at Zheng Ren subconsciously and screamed in pain.

"Zheng Zong!" Feng Xuhui wanted to rush up and was pulled away by Su Yun.

"What about the consultation? What are you doing up there?" Su Yun said: "the boss stabbed in the blind area of the left eye, but Zhang Xiaohui didn't see it. The positive cortical blind test is a problem of the cerebral cortex."

"Yes." Zheng Ren put down his chopsticks and said, "there is no blink reflex and avoidance response. It is not hysterical blindness and deceptive blindness. It seems that it is not a performance personality."

"What are you thinking?" Su Yun asked.

"Consider reversible cerebral vasoconstriction syndrome." Zheng Rendao.

"Do an MRI, little problem." Su Yun looked very serious.

"It is mainly characterized by sudden lightning like headache with or without neurological impairment. Normally, it is diffuse cerebral vasoconstriction that can be recovered within 3 months.

The clinical manifestation can be a benign process or a rare fatal course. " Zheng Rendao, "it's been 19 days. It's estimated that the NMR can see the beaded changes. The time is quite coincidental. If it were a few days earlier, there would be no good way."

"Er..." Feng Xuhui was stunned and asked in confusion, "what's wrong with boss Zheng?"

"In short, Zhang Xiaohui was scared too much, and the blood vessels in her brain changed. This usually occurs after swimming, exercise, bad mood, shock or pregnancy." Zheng Rendao.

"...." Feng Xuhui still didn't understand.

"Let's put it this way. It's a situation where the blood vessels in the brain are constantly spasmodic, resulting in local ischemia." Su Yun said.

This time Feng Xuhui understood.

Seeing that the consultation was over, Liu Xiaojie held Zhang Xiaohui in her arms and asked anxiously, "President Zheng, Xiaohui's brain won't be ischemic and necrotic."

"Usually not." Zheng Ren smiled. "When she is stable, let's go to the hospital. Do an MRI. If there are bead like changes, it can be determined that it is reversible cerebral vasoconstriction syndrome."

"Generally..." Liu Xiaojie was obviously worried about Zheng Ren's answer.

"It's really an accident. No one can help. For example, there are problems such as tiny aneurysm rupture. But it's unlikely. It should be reversible cerebral vasoconstriction syndrome. Most patients will recover by themselves in about 3 months." Zheng Ren smiled.

"Mr. Zheng, thank you." Feng Xuhui thanked him again and again.

"The antidepressant Flupentixol and melitracen should be stopped immediately." Zheng Ren said very seriously.

"Any disease depends on depression and mental diseases, and is not afraid to eat dead people." Zheng Ren nagged very rarely.

"Boss, how do I feel you're talking about me." Su Yun is dissatisfied.

"It's okay to say what you're doing." Zheng Ren said: "the cortical blind test is positive. When the vasospasm is relieved, go and have a check."

"If only there were a recyclable thin support, you could directly remove the support." Su yundao.

"The technology is not qualified, and the vasospasm part... Forget it, don't think about it." Zheng Rendao.

If this disease wants to be treated by surgery, there are many technical difficulties, at least not what the existing scientific and technological level can do.

Even Zheng Ren, who is at the peak of interventional surgery, is not fully sure.

The most important thing is that Zhang Xiaohui has a high probability of recovering from the disease in about 3 months. Why spend money and take risks?