"Su Yun, let me talk." Zheng Ren holds Su Yun. Now the goods have a preset position, and there is no way to communicate and treat objectively. If he were allowed to say that, things would get out of control immediately.

Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren and stood aside with his arms in his arms. Just came down from the operating room, wearing isolation clothes, wearing a sterile clothes outside and shoe covers on his feet. He walked with a loud noise, like Su Yun's unhappiness.

Zheng Ren has no doubt that if he has a chance, he must pull down sister Qiao's lover and beat her up.

"Wang Sheng, right?" Zheng Ren prepared the equipment of fiberoptic bronchoscope, stood beside the patient and said, "I'll do the same examination for you to see how your asthma comes from."

The patient's eyelids shook slightly, but they still didn't open.

"Wang Sheng, your condition is slightly relieved, but it may not be in the future. I'm a doctor. Please face it seriously." Zheng Ren said, "open your eyes and I'll tell you what you should pay attention to when operating."

After hearing Zheng renlue's harsh words, the patient hesitated, turned his eyes several times, and finally opened slowly.

Zheng Ren saw his eyes full of blood, endless panic and hesitation. But there's nothing poor. He just wants to keep an objective and calm position, check whether the diagnosis of pig hoof is right or not with fiberoptic bronchoscope, and then give a treatment plan.

"I'll tell you the whole process first. You need to cooperate with me in the middle. First, you need to use anesthetics and take this in a few minutes..." Zheng Ren said, raising the tube of fiberoptic bronchoscope in his hand, "Insert it along the nasal cavity. During this period, you may feel suffocation. Breathe steadily and don't be restless. If you are too nervous, it may induce cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases and even lead to sudden death."

Zheng Ren said these without modification, which startled sister Qiao's lover.

Cardiovascular and cerebrovascular accident... Sudden death... Involving life and death, he opened his eyes.

"Doctor, can I not do it?" Wang Sheng asked in a low voice, his voice trembling.

"We must respect the patient's opinions, but your asthma attack is very strange and explosive. And I asked your lover that you usually have swelling of your right thumb and frequent pain in your ears. I suspect that you have a certain disease. You should have an examination and take a look before you can use the medicine for the disease."

The man slowed down from his ignorance for a long time and didn't fully understand what Zheng Ren said to himself.

The swelling and pain of his right thumb should be rheumatism. As for the ear pain, the doctor said it was neuropathic pain.

Besides, what does dyspnea have to do with these? Do you breathe with your fingers or with your ears?!

"Will you see a doctor!" After the man wanted to understand, he said angrily, but his asthma was still very heavy, mixed with the voice of respiratory spasm. This sentence was inexplicable and strange.

"We won't see a doctor, you will!" Su Yun said directly in the back.

"I certainly won't, but I... roar... I have difficulty breathing. It shouldn't have anything to do with ear pain."

"This is boss Zheng who just won the Nobel Prize. You should know." Zhou Litao frowned and said, "I suspect you have an immune system disease. You should make a diagnosis."

Hearing the Nobel Prize, the man was stunned. A doctor in 912 won a Nobel Prize, which he knew. In recent days, newspapers and online news have talked about the interpretation of the two words that Dr. Zheng said to the king of Sweden at the award ceremony. Even if he was not interested, he saw it more or less.

I didn't expect that Dr. Zheng was standing in front of me now.

"Er... Dr. Zheng, is that you?" The man's voice softened immediately. He asked.

"Well, I'm Zheng Ren."

"There is little chance of problems."

"As long as you keep calm and cooperate with the examination, the probability of sudden death is less than one in ten thousand." Zheng Ren gives figures objectively and calmly.

"Well... I'll do it. You start gently." The man closed his eyes and looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

Zheng Ren looked at his face and thought that if Su Yun did it, he would stab the bronchoscope directly in?

Forget it, don't preset a position. What you see is just a patient, a patient.

"Have you ever used anesthetics before? Have you ever had a history of allergy?" Zheng Ren asked.

"No, Dr. Zheng." The man said honestly.

Zheng Ren suddenly felt that it seemed very good to win the Nobel Prize. This aura was around him, and some troublesome questions and explanations didn't have to be done. Just like this one in front of me, who was still questioning himself just now, Zhou Litao directly said that this was boss Zheng who won the Nobel Prize. He could do any inspection quietly at once.

Hey, I'm famous all over the world. Zheng Ren smiled in his heart. The task of becoming famous all over the world has already been completed, and the effect will be effective at this time.

However, Zheng Ren didn't move. He was still waiting for the examination report and asked about his past history to make the patient's mood more stable.

"Boss Zheng, blood coagulation is fine, blood routine white blood cells are slightly higher, platelets are normal, and lobulation is normal." Zhou Litao said immediately after seeing the report of emergency examination.

Coagulation, blood routine, electrocardiogram, blood pressure monitoring and breathing are necessary. Especially in the face of a patient with asthma, Zheng Ren will be very cautious and will never be as emotional as Su Yun.

Another glance at ECG monitoring showed that the heart level was stable and the blood oxygen saturation increased steadily. It should be all right.

2% lidocaine was used for throat anesthesia. The patient was in supine position. Zheng Ren slowly inserted the fiberoptic bronchoscope into the nasal cavity.

"It's a little uncomfortable here. Take a deep breath. Don't worry." Zheng Ren looks at the camera and goes in a little bit with the fiberoptic bronchoscope.

Slide into the throat along the throat wall, find the epiglottis and glottis, and observe the activity of vocal cords; When the glottis opens, it is quickly sent into the trachea to observe the trachea lumen, and then directly to the carina to observe the carina shape. There is a little congestion and edema here, but nothing else.

Then enter the right airway suspected by Zheng Ren.

Fiberoptic bronchoscopy showed that the structure of tracheal cartilage ring disappeared, mucosal swelling and thickening, and lumen stenosis.

"Ah ah..." the patient expressed his discomfort in a dumb voice.

Zheng Ren also knows that generally, many people choose general anesthesia for gastroscopy because they are uncomfortable. Bronchoscope is more uncomfortable than gastroscope. It's inserted into the air inlet.

Having seen it clearly, Zheng Ren left an image and immediately pulled out the fiberoptic bronchoscope.

"Hoo..." the patient breathed.

"Boss, really." Su Yun also saw the image. It's just that his tone is a little bland. It doesn't seem like a slight sense of joy in his tone after confirming the diagnosis when he sees another patient.