"Didn't you expect it?" asked the imperial capital expert across the phone with a smile.

Director Hui nodded in confusion, but then he realized that nodding was useless. Even if he hit his head against the wall, he would not be able to see it.

"Teacher Luo, I didn't expect this. But can the small barriers on the surface of the skin and lungs affect the nervous system?"

Director Hui couldn't help asking this question again. He was very confused and had no idea what he was talking about.

But this sentence is completely different from the sentence that just questioned Zhou Congwen.

Before he knew it, Director Hui had been defeated by the coincidental diagnosis and kneeled down.

"How can God know what rheumatism and immunity think."

The imperial capital expert across the phone nagged, and it seemed that even he was not clear about it and had no idea how sarcoidosis came about.

But he quickly changed his subject and began to turn to treatment.

"It doesn't matter how we come about, why are we not doing?"

"Teacher Luo, how to treat it?" Director Hui asked.

“Hormone shock.”

After Director Hui heard the four words of hormone impact, countless echoes were stirring in his ears, and Zhou Congwen's voice came like an echo of Teacher Luo's speech.

"this……"

"Hmm? What are you thinking?"

"How could it be a hormone impact?" Director Hui said to himself in confusion.

"Many diseases of rheumatism and immune need hormone impact treatment, and there is no good way in clinical medicine now." Teacher Luo said, "Just change the hormone to oral prednisone 50mg/day and gradually reduce the amount."

Director Hui recorded the medicine and numbers. For the old director of internal medicine, this is a clinical routine and nothing is difficult to remember.

"Teacher Luo, thank you."

"You're welcome, in fact, if you want to diagnose, you need to do brain tissue puncture." Teacher Luo continued, "But if you want brain tissue puncture... I can't do it well, and there are only a few people in China who can do it. Let's treat hormone shock first. If it works, it will prove to be sarcoidosis."

Brain tissue puncture biopsy...

Director Hui was amazed, this thing could not be done.

Now Dean Lin is still "good". Once any complications occur after the puncture, or the original condition worsens, all the responsibilities will be piled up on him.

No, absolutely not.

After seeing the ghost's brain tissue puncture biopsy, Director Hui cursed in his heart.

"Teacher Luo, I will go to the imperial capital this year. You must come out for a meal. I haven't seen you for many years, and I feel so panicked."

"Okay, you can contact me then." The imperial capital expert across the phone smiled and instructed, "Make a record of your dean's treatment and then tell me."

"Teacher Luo, I don't have to bring the movie tomorrow?"

"What are you doing? Don't you say it's okay?" said the imperial capital expert, "It's too far, too much trouble..."

As he said that, he paused, "Old Huang has a student on your side, it seems to be the hospital next to you. If you have time, you can use the movie to see him."

"..." Director Hui was speechless. He had no idea why the experts in the imperial capital had to find Zhou Congwen himself.

"Although Mr. Huang is not engaged in rheumatism and immunity, we all think his level is not lower than that of several domestic experts. Why is the rheumatism and immunity level of 912 so high? It is said that their director will run to Mr. Huang if he has something to do or not."

"But Mr. Huang's student... can't do it." Director Hui was still resisting.

"No? Hahaha, what are you talking about?" The imperial capital expert laughed, "In the first half of this year, Mr. Huang will go to the front line and say he will not let the little guy named Zhou Congwen go."

Gu Jing

"Old Huang on the front line said that the little guy is not worse than himself in diagnosis or surgery. I believe Mr. Huang, you should take the film to see him. Anyway, I have given you a diagnosis, so you can try his diagnosis level."

"..." Director Hui's mouth was bitter, his tongue was numb, and he couldn't say a word.

"Hang."

"Teacher Luo, thank you."

A beeping blind voice came from the other side of the phone, and Director Hui took the phone out of his ear in a daze and looked at the light and shadow in the fire protection channel.

Zhou Congwen's status in the world is countless times higher than he thought.

And sarcoidosis...

When the imperial capital expert gave the same diagnosis, Director Hui had already knelt down. Now he was recalling what he had just said to Zhou Congwen and Zhou Congwen's attitude towards him.

It's so fucking, didn't I just jump out and seek death if I was fine?

Director Hui had a little numbness, but soon he repeated it and knew what to do.

Just admit defeat. If you stand firmly against Zhou Congwen at this time, you will be beaten miserably.

The young man didn't seem to have a good temper.

How about Zhang You from the Second Hospital of Medical University? No matter how fucked his temper, would he be obeyed by Zhou Congwen?

In the past, I even complained that Zhang You was really fucked. A big director was actually occupied by a magpie's nest and was tamed by a young doctor like a grandson.

Now Director Hui understands from the bottom of his heart why Zhang You was tamed.

As for yourself, just kneel down and be honest with your grandson. Is there any better way?

Zhou Congwen and Teacher Luo from the Imperial Capital gave the same diagnosis. Director Hui sighed deeply when he thought of this.

I've been hasty.

The key is that such an unreasonable diagnosis, I didn't expect it to be.

Director Hui returned to the doctor's office in a daze and heard Zhou Congwen's voice coming from inside - the hormone was changed to oral prednisone 50mg/day and gradually reduced the amount, and it should improve within 3 days.

“…”

Does even treating it look so similar? Director Hui felt helpless and wanted to slap himself a few times.

Why are you going to tease Zhou Congwen if you have nothing to do? He is so fucking me.

With full of regret, Director Hui pushed the door and walked into the doctor's office.

"Actually, the best thing is to do a brain tissue puncture." Zhou Congwen didn't even look at Director Hui, and said lightly, "I'll communicate with the patient. If it's a patient, the patient's family will understand it. However, brain tissue puncture in China is generally not possible, so don't have any ideas."

"!!!" Director Hui burst into tears when he heard the five words "brain tissue puncture".

It is really the same. Zhou Congwen and the imperial capital experts coincided with the diagnosis and treatment.

"Director Hui, what do you think?"

Just when Director Hui was stunned, he heard Zhou Congwen's words.

Zhou Congwen's words were full of ridicule, just like what he had just said. If he hadn't been standing in front of him, Director Hui would have thought he had heard it wrong.

What a fuck, should Zhou Congwen have such strong language skills?
Chapter completed!