Chapter 811： Ice breaking

What kind of ghost is the big lottery? Zheng Ren has some doubts.

But the system is a big pig's hoof, and it will never be explained in detail. [Reconstruction] is like this, and now it has made a big lottery. lottery? Is the prize in RMB or Euro? Zheng Ren estimates that high probability is a passive skill, like the ability of luck and reconstruction.

Back to the Golden Palm, Chang Yue today, Zheng Ren and Su Yun did not go upstairs, went directly to wash and sleep.

Sleeping quietly for a night, the next morning, Zheng Ren was full of blood and blue resurrection.

In the front line, the resulting rib fracture was also basically cured. There are only occasional symptoms of intercostal neuralgia, and there are no other problems.

Open your eyes and pick up the phone, Zheng Ren saw the message of the Xie Yi people.

She started earlier, bought breakfast, let Zheng Ren and Su Yun get up and go to dinner.

Zheng Ren looked at the information in the phone, and the smile on his lips was sweet and greasy.

The chocolate mousse I ate last night was not as sweet as his current smile.

After eating breakfast, I rushed to work.

There is nothing to do today, and patients will have to wait for a few days for a second-stage operation. This second-stage operation made Zheng Ren have a headache. If not, the patient will be discharged today and tomorrow.

However, if the retractable stent is not needed, the postoperative complications will be very troublesome, and what kind of hepatic encephalopathy is even more difficult.

In the world, there are two ways to complete the law. In the bed turnover rate and the treatment of the disease, I finally chose the next double stent. There is no good way for Zheng Ren.

However, Zheng Ren is not idle, he began to ponder the main task - famous in the world. It seems that the big pig hooves support their own live broadcast.

Big lottery, what can I pump? Every treasure chest can't open any good things. Zheng Ren is not interested in these.

Take the time to complete the first phase and see the final phase as soon as possible.

Zheng Ren benefited from the task rewards involved in the final stage of the Pearl of the Crown.

When I came to the intervention department, Peng Jia stood in the dark circles early and stood at the gate waiting for a long time.

"Peng manager, how come you?" Zheng Ren is a little surprised.

"Zheng boss, the contract is drawn up, you take a look." Peng Jia is very tired, but very happy.

The live broadcast of the operation, or the Nobel Prize project, will undoubtedly bring huge traffic to the Xinglin Park.

If you can get back to life, will you attract the third round and the fourth round of VCs, and point to him.

"Oh, you and Su Yun discuss it." Zheng Rendao: "After the lawyer saw it, the final contract and I took a glance."

This kind of pickpocket is not afraid of people who deceive themselves? Peng Jia is a bit strange, but he hides very well and does not let anyone notice.

The bitter and sturdy mother-gun assistant is not easy to master.

He is savvy to the extreme. Although it is a doctor, not an elite in the mall, but the psychological grasp of the person is extremely accurate, his own price, he seems to have long known that he screamed the bottom line of his own price.

Peng Jia wants Zheng Ren to personally negotiate. This Zheng boss looks honest and honest, and should not be so smart.

However, Zheng boss did not answer the words and directly gave everything to Su Yun.

Su Yundao: "Boss, Corey is fine."

"Nothing, go to work." Zheng Ren smiled and said: "Hurry up and do the surgery."

"Well, when will the next batch of patients open?"

"Three or five days, mainly to see you." Zheng Ren has tried to shorten the patient's hospital stay, but the most basic time can not be erased.

Su Yun nodded, and Peng Jia left.

Zheng Ren smiled and changed clothes, handed over the class early, did not notice the expression of Professor Zhao, but just from the self-study room ~ www.novelhall.com ~ such a day, it is also good.

Just after checking the room, I haven't waited for Zheng Ren to find a corner in the sun to read the book, and listen to someone calling himself.

"what happened?"

"Zheng boss, answer the phone!" said the nurse outside.

"Well." Zheng Ren picked up the serial phone in the office and said, "Hey, hello."

"Oh, Director Luo, hello."

"Well, I will go up."

After that, Zheng Ren hangs up the phone.

"Boss, what happened?" asked Professor Rudolf Wagner.

"Digestive medicine said that patients with a portal hypertension have been asked to see if it is suitable for surgery." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was excited to make a gesture of victory.

The icebreaking tour officially began.

It is impossible to break through the barriers of six beds, limited to this group or interventional department. Zheng Ren is facing the hard ice and is struggling.

To break the ice, we must support the directors of other departments.

Such a move as Director Luo is what Zheng Ren wants most.

After all, a large number of patients with ascites want to see a doctor, at least half of them... more than half will go to the digestive medical experts.

Director Luo is more likely to receive patients than the interventional clinic.

Zheng Ren sorted out the white suit and strode out of the intervention department.

When he went out, Professor Zhao came to the nurse station and asked: "Who was looking for Zheng boss?"

He smiled and did not show any hostility at all.

"It is Director Luo of the Department of Gastroenterology," the nurse replied.

Professor Zhao’s heart sank.

So fast, let the little Zheng boss break through? I don’t seem to have time to do anything He used his smile to cover up his loss and slowly walked out of the door of the interventional department, ready to go to surgery.

The Raptors crossed the river, and this is really a raptor, or a full-fledged one.

Zheng Ren quickly came to the Department of Gastroenterology, with a smile, knocking on the door of Director Luo's office.

"Please come in." There was a voice from Director Luo.

"Director Luo, hello." Zheng Ren entered the door, first respectfully bowed, and then said.

"Zheng boss, polite, sit down." Director Luo signaled Zheng Ren to sit down and then asked: "The patient a few days ago has been identified as mitochondrial myopathy."

"Yeah." Zheng Ren gently sighed.

Ok, it is ok. However, limited to the existing molecular pathology, genetic level, there is no way to cure.

It can only be supplemented by medication, exercise therapy, and diet. In that patient, Zheng Ren judged that the absence of pyruvate dehydrogenase caused clinical symptoms. The administration of a ketogenic diet (lower carbohydrates and elevated fat content) increased the mitochondrial biosynthesis and increased heterogeneity to wild-type mtDNA.

"Is there any good advice from Zheng boss?" Director Luo asked.

Zheng Ren said his opinion. He has been observing the expression of Director Luo. Sure enough, there is nothing new about what I said, and it is obviously similar to the plan given by Director Luo.

Director Luo smiled and revealed this matter and said: "I went out of the clinic yesterday and saw a patient with advanced cirrhosis and portal hypertension. I received it. What does Zheng boss need to do before surgery?"

"The new TIPS procedure requires nuclear magnetic diffusion of the liver to determine the location of the puncture point," said Zheng Ren.

"The nuclear magnetic dispersion..." Director Luo said softly.

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