When he came to the hospital, President Wu had been waiting for the phone.

Before it was time to go to work, director Wang of the Municipal People's Hospital rushed over.

"President Wu, meet again." Director Wang said hello politely.

"Why are you here? Where's dean ma?" Dean Wu asked in surprise.

"There's something going on in the hospital. Delay for a while." Director Wang said with a smile, "but the things arranged by boss Zheng can't be delayed. The dean asked me to bring the kit first."

President Wu scratched his head. He didn't sleep well yesterday and was lazy and perfunctory. It's strange to see director Wang's excited expression. In his memory, boss Zheng's assistant almost smashed the medical record on Director Wang's face last time.

If you change people, this is the kind of revenge that never dies.

But looking at director Wang's expression without any resentment, President Wu was a little strange and took a look at the "kit" standing behind director Wang.

"This is the salesman of the biological agent manufacturer." Director Wang introduced.

President Wu nodded slightly, but did not speak.

Director Wang understood that he asked the "kit" to wait outside for a while. As soon as the door closed, President Wu asked, "director Wang, I haven't made a special trip to thank you for the last thing. I'm really sorry."

"It's all right, it's all right. You're too polite. I'm not tall and I'm a bad guest." Director Wang said politely.

"It's your old horse's fault. I said to invite the general practitioner to dinner. He had to attend. He's still busy recently, so he hasn't had much time." President Wu left himself alone and went straight to the theme without waiting for director Wang to be polite. "Director Wang, why did you follow this time?"

"Isn't it boss Zheng's consultation opinion? Besides, celiac disease has something to do with our general surgery. I'll follow and have a look. It's also a professional counterpart. It was arranged by the director of the horse hospital." Director Wang said.

Dean Wu was a little embarrassed to see that he didn't understand what he meant. I can't say this. I can't ask myself directly - why didn't you get angry when you were slapped on the face by Professor Su's medical record last time?

Seeing president Wu's expression, director Wang guessed a little. He was not embarrassed, but smiled and said, "president Wu, do you want to ask me about the last time?"

"Yes." Dean Wu nodded.

"Boss Zheng and Professor Su are right, aren't they?" Director Wang said, "finally, the matter was settled. The patient was discharged smoothly. His family sent a banner to the hospital. Boss Zheng's name is at the top."

Er... Dean Wu was stunned.

"Well, after boss Zheng won the Nobel Prize, we took a picture." Director Wang took out his mobile phone with a happy expression and found a photo for president Wu.

A brocade flag, in the middle of which is written "apricot forest master, return to spring with skillful hands". Professor Zheng Ren, Professor Su Yun, director Wang Lei and some words of thanks are written in the lower right corner.

President Wu was a little jealous. In a moment, he understood director Wang's idea.

Not to mention anything else, this photo is hung at the door of the Department, with the name of boss Zheng on it! It means that the Department has cooperated with Nobel laureate boss Zheng.

Just a banner and a photo are enough to illustrate many problems.

Is it a tiger or a tiger? It doesn't seem to be. They really cooperated with boss Zheng, but Professor Su, boss Zheng's assistant, covered his face with medical records at that time.

Finally, Professor Su severely reprimanded director Wang for not doing physical examination.

Now it has become a capital to show off, and President Wu is speechless. No one knows if they don't say it. There is nothing wrong with this kind of showing off.

"Dean Wu, thank you for this." Director Wang said with a smile, "I recently grasped the medical quality. What Professor Su said about physical examination is strictly implemented. Today, I didn't say that you have a patient with suspected celiac disease, so I came here."

"There should be no mistake in boss Zheng's diagnosis. I have read the medical record again. I don't have a clue. I must find a chance to ask boss Zheng and Professor Su for advice in the future."

President Wu has a clear mirror in his heart. These are people who can't beat eight poles. They want to get close to boss Zheng. Do you count yourself? It seems to be one.

He moved in his heart and asked, "director Wang, is celiac disease related to psychosis?"

"The symptoms of nervous system involvement in patients with celiac disease can be traced back to the beginning of the last century. In 1908, the manifestations of peripheral neuropathy were first found in two patients with intestinal absorption disorder. In 1925, the symptoms of ataxia and lower limb numbness were found in another patient." Director Wang obviously did his homework and explained to President Wu with two dark circles under his eyes.

"In 1966, Cooke et al reported 16 patients, of which 9 underwent autopsy. 10 of them found severe peripheral neuropathy. Since then, there have been a large number of reports of celiac disease and neurological damage confirmed by biopsy."

"Er..." Dean Wu was stunned. Does it really matter?

Ataxia is the most common neurological symptom of patients with celiac disease, and is most common in patients with gastrointestinal symptoms and malabsorption symptoms. The incidence rate of ataxia is about 12%-15%.

"Ataxia..."

"Dean Wu, ataxia is only the most common, and other mental symptoms will also occur." Director Wang smiled, "in 18 patients with ataxia and celiac disease, MRI showed obvious cerebellar atrophy, ranging from simple cerebellar vermis atrophy to cerebellar vermis and bilateral cerebellar hemispheres atrophy. Autopsy can find cerebellar atrophy, glial hyperplasia, Purkinje cell loss, and spinal cord degeneration."

"So I think boss Zheng's judgment is accurate. This time I'm going to ask the medical history face-to-face to see what changes have taken place among the patients before they have aggravated mental symptoms." Director Wang said.

The work was so meticulous that Dean Wu was envious.

But... He immediately lowered his voice, even in the office where there were only two of them, and asked, "director Wang, haven't you thought about boss Zheng's wrong diagnosis?"

"Dean Wu, to tell you the truth, I didn't believe it at first." Director Wang said with a smile: "the emperor experts have a big mouth. Patients can listen if they want to listen. Whatever I do. But I contacted a teacher in the emperor and asked about some information. He thought that the probability of boss Zheng's accurate judgment was greater than 80%."

President Wu's eyes widened and he couldn't believe what director Wang said was true.

"He said he once met a similar patient. He had an examination at that time, but he didn't expect it to be this disease. Later, he saw similar reports in foreign journals, so he knew to write it down."