Chapter 127： The kid's analysis is correct

The blue veins on the back of the man's hands are bare, and the veins are distinct, and the cold white fingers have no trace of temperature, as cold as himself.

Yan Zhixu leaned forward, put his hands together on the table, and pressed his chin with the back of his hands, as if listening intently.

Fu Shimo took out the case table that he had just put away and handed it to her.

When I opened it, I saw that this thick stack of case tables were all recorded by the old man.

Detailed records have been recorded every day since being hospitalized for treatment.

His font is not like many doctors' ghost characters, but it is clear and elegant.

Yan Zhixu lowered his head and carefully looked through the hospital files on his mobile phone. His eyes were clear and cold, occasionally flashing seriousness.

With one glance and ten lines, he quickly scanned the recorded information and gained a general understanding of Yan Shilin's illness.

She closed the file and made a small noise.

Lean back, cross your hands and fingers, and rest your head on the back of your head.

Ruffian and casual, if it weren't for the solemnity and coldness in her eyes, some people would wonder if she didn't care about the old man's condition.

Yan Zhixu said affirmatively, "Hepatocyte necrosis."

Although President Fu did not write down the symptoms in the case table, she has also worked as a doctor in three thousand planes, and her medical skills are not unparalleled in the world.

She can still understand the medical vocabulary, special words, and descriptions of symptoms in the case table.

"That's right." Fu Shimo tapped on the table.

He took out a pen from the pen holder, without doing any circling or other fancy movements, unscrewed the cap of the pen, and circled the key points on the case table seemingly casually but extremely rigorously.

"Master Yan was diagnosed with acute liver failure when he first entered Jiu'an."

"Over the past year or so, the bilirubin in his body has increased significantly, there are too many necrotic cells, and the liver can perform very little function."

"After long-term treatment, Mr. Yan has changed from severe acute liver failure to moderate cell necrosis."

His eyes were serious, and with a pen in his hand, he pointed to the circled part of the file.

The eyes under the lens are serious and focused, and he is very gentle like a young professor who teaches students, and there is a full abstinence hidden under his clothes.

Yan Zhixu took the file in his hand and supported his head with one hand.

She tilted her head, her eyes were lazy, "Acute liver failure turned into moderate cell necrosis, and after a period of treatment, bilirubin decreased, transaminases disappeared, and moderate cell necrosis turned into a common disease, bilirubin At this time, hepatoprotective and transaminase-lowering drugs will be used, and he will be completely cured soon.”

A star, a doctor, two different fields but there is no obstacle to communication.

If there is a professional doctor here, they would even doubt whether she came out of the medical school.

"Children, your analysis is correct."

After listening to her words, Fu Shimo's eyes did not show surprise, and he didn't seem to be surprised that she would do this.

The deep and secluded forest is like a deep well. There are a few traces of appreciation in the eyes, but it can disappear in a flash, and people can't catch it so fast.

"Tsk."

Seeing that his eyes were as calm as ever, Yan Zhixu let go of the hand supporting his head and stood up from his position.

She put her hands on the table, bent down slightly, leaned forward, and pulled the distance away from him in an instant.

Yan Zhixu asked for it, "President Fu, since I analyzed it correctly, I wonder if there is any reward?"