Chapter 50： Suspected nasal NK/T-cell lymphoma

"Please speak." Zheng Rendao.

The general family members treat their guests for dinner. They all want to communicate with their doctors. It will be easier to see a doctor later.

However, this kind of problem does not seem to be considered by the richest man in Haicheng. Zheng Ren vaguely feels that it is another trouble.

"Then trouble Dr. Zheng." Stepping away from the clap, a female assistant came in and held a pile of films in his hand.

"This is my brother's film." Step away.

When Zheng Ren noticed that when he talked about his brother's two words, there was some boredom in the eyebrows that could not be said.

"Let Zheng doctor laugh, he is my half-brother." Step by step, he perceives the thought of Zheng Ren’s heart for a moment, explains one sentence, and then continues: "He has been ulcerated in the past six months, how to treat it. No improvement."

This should go to the second monkey to see it, but he is a general surgeon. Zheng Ren whispered a word, listening carefully.

"The domestic first-class experts considered nasal NK/T-cell lymphoma, but did three pathological biopsies, and the test results were all inflammation." Step away: "The old man was too worried, too hurt, and later found pancreatic cancer. ”

The tyrannical grievances of Zheng Ren did not have any interest, even if he had already outlined the numerous grievances of the richest man in Haicheng.

This gossip is going to kill people, and Zheng Ren doesn't want to touch.

So he picked up a thick film and just looked at the light. The assistant who stepped away from the room then moved in from the outside to a brand new reader.

Really special, Zheng Ren’s heart is amazed, it is the richest man in Haicheng.

"I have to see the patient with my own eyes."

"He is a bit violent, and he is not allowed to check the body."

"Look at it, I already have a rough guess." Zheng Rendao.

Do not know the patient, do I know if it is nasal NK/T cell lymphoma? The specialists have been diagnosed for decades, and you have to let a general surgeon diagnose it. Is this an emergency medical treatment?

But luck seems to be good, and I have encountered myself with a system.

Zheng Ren’s words gave him away and Sanye’s eyes stunned. His eyes looked at him, and Sanye then left quietly.

The silence in the room, the chefs had already packed up when the assistant came in.

Zheng Ren pretended to be serious. In fact, he looked at the film in his hand absently, one by one. From the beginning of school, Zheng Ren has been in the hospital for more than ten years. He has a good life and he has to pay for it. Can you understand it? It is still necessary to pretend to be a professional.

After more than twenty minutes, there was a loud voice in the corridor. The voice was a little vague, and Zheng Ren didn't understand what he was talking about.

Soon, the room door opened.

Sanye took a 14-year-old boy with one hand and walked in.

"Let Zheng see a smile." Sanye said, "There are too many children to see a doctor, and they have already resisted the hospital and doctors."

Zheng Ren suddenly looked at the three-handed weightlifting hand with a hand struggling with a boy who was struggling. It was no wonder that those people were so respectful to Sanye. Just the strength of this hand, afraid of not having a few hundred pounds?

When I saw the child, Zheng Ren’s eyes appeared in the upper right corner and the final diagnosis.

This time Zheng Ren is a little ridiculous.

It’s really chaotic for the big family.

"Sanye, you are polite, let the children go, this is not the case." Zheng Rendao.

Standing behind Sanye, one person’s face*: “Miss, are you humiliating the young master?”

"Well?" Steps away from the long nasal sound, the man slanting, the phoenix eyes are faint.

"You said that when you bring the young master, you will catch it. If you look at it, let it go. Do you think you are playing the monkey?" The man did not give in. "The old man is ill, the young master is in a bad mood. He still has a nosebleed at noon today. If you guys If I practice the young master and lead to further progress, I will report it to the master."

"Feel free." Steps waved and did not care.

The man gnashed his teeth, but took a step away from the move, only to look at Zheng Ren, said: "Which hospital are you a professor?"

He bit the professor's two words very dead, and the mood of mocking in the tone is undoubted.

Zheng Ren is less than 30 years old, how to see how it is not like a professor.

"Don't dare to be." Zheng Ren did not care, the hospital encountered a lot of things, this taunting tone is like a gust of wind, no feeling at all.

"You toss the young master to see what is the disease?" The man said wickedly.

"Let's relax!" Step by step, "He is a doctor who performs surgery for the master."

"The surgery for the master is Professor Yuichi Ichiro! Miss today does not give a statement, then I will take the young master, ask the master a statement! Step home, now you say it is not counted!"

Zheng Ren had a headache, and the grievances of the giants were really boring.

"Are you sure you want to listen?" Zheng Ren slammed his head, smiled and looked at the man.

"How?"

"If you want to listen, come in and close the door."

Sanye and the step were also a little surprised, but they did not speak, watching Jing Ren quietly.

"The condition is a bit special. There are no people who are not suitable for listening here." Zheng Ren asked.

"If you have something to say, let's have a fart!" The man was impatient.

"Nothing is good." Zheng Ren pointed to the latest nuclear magnetic film on the reader, saying: "The patient's imaging diagnosis is no problem, it is indeed the symptoms of nasal NK/T-cell lymphoma."

"But the comprehensive medical history shows that this diagnosis is not true."

"Crap!" The man became more and more impatient.

"I think patients should have some behaviors that use certain prohibited items." Zheng Rendao.

In a word, it seems as if a small stone is thrown into the pond and smashed.

Sanye looks awkward and thoughtful.

Step by step is a bit puzzled, watching Zheng Ren. Just looking at the patient, and then watching the nuclear magnetic film for more than 20 minutes, how was he diagnosed?

The old professors of the Imperial Capital and the Magic Capital did not have such a positive tone. Where did he come from?

"Nonsense!" The man was angry, then looked at the steps, and said: "All that happened today, I will definitely report to the master."

"Feel free." Step asked: "Doctor Zheng, there is no pinhole on his body."

"It is doped with glass crumbs, which can cause the capillaries of the nose to rupture during the inhalation process, directly into the blood, increasing the pleasure."

The child who was shackled by Sanye suddenly struggled, and looked at Zheng Ren with some fear, as if he had seen a ghost.

This thing he did is very secret, never thought that it would be easily seen.

"Go to the hospital for blood tests If the nose is still bleeding in the morning, the chemical substances in the blood should not be completely metabolized and can be detected." Zheng Ren finally said.

See Zheng Ren’s affirmation, the child’s face panic, and the other three people immediately believed Zheng Ren’s statement.

It must be like this. Who can think of the truth? !

Sanye put the child down and shook his hand. He said: "The old man looked away, and Dr. Zheng was really hidden."

Zheng Ren did not think about the deeper meaning of Sanye's sentence. He didn't care whether the three masters were the ones who were away or the children in the hands. The wealthy family members competed for these bad things, and in the end they must be a chicken feather.

In addition, the man was puzzled and saw that the teenager was put down and wanted to go forward and help. I just suddenly heard the truth, my legs were a little soft, I took a step, and I almost fell.

"Dr. Zheng, you are tired, I am asking someone to send you back." Sanye was as plain as yesterday, and Zheng Ren did not want to stay, so he left here in the words of Sanye.

At the door stood a person who was wearing black clothes, headed by a strong man who was holding a baseball bat in the emergency room yesterday and was called a small six son by the three masters.

"Take Dr. Zheng home." Sanye arranged. "In addition, in the afternoon, give Dr. Zheng a statement."

After that, Sanye resigned.

"Dr. Zheng, please, please." Xiaoliuzi said with politeness.

"Don't ask your surname?" Zheng Rendao.

"You are polite, call me a small six son. You are the benefactor of the step family, that is, the benefactor of my little six sons, what is your name is not expensive." Xiaoliuzi humbled into the dust, always accompanied by a smile, where there was Holding a baseball bat in the emergency room.

Out of the gate, one person stood outside the door and lost, and Zheng Ren’s brow wrinkled.