Soon, the test results were returned, and Principal Zhang from the Imperial Capital Medical University led a team to pick up the students back.

A false alarm is always better than a real separation of life and death.

Xie Yiren was coming, but Zheng Ren said he was going to have an autopsy, so Xie Yiren simply refused to go with him.

In Xie Yiren's opinion, it is a hobby to have surgery and treat diseases and save lives. But autopsy is a different meaning.

What's so good about the cold dead?

Zheng Ren finally got free these two days and spent a lot of time chatting with Xiao Yiren on WeChat. Although he had not met, he said more than usual.

Zhou Chunyong contacted the imperial capital's liver and gallbladder side and asked them to come to him with the specimen of the teacher's grandmaster. He drove Zheng Ren and Su Yun to the anatomy and research department of the imperial capital's liver and gallbladder.

Zhou Chunyong was unfamiliar with the autopsy and had no interest at all. But he really didn't dare let Boss Zheng go. There were too many things about this guy, and once he was let go, there would be no sign.

The directors from other places all had a lot of things at home, and they were sobbing after staying for several days. If they couldn't start class, Zhou Chunyong would be afraid that he wouldn't be able to suppress them.

"Boss, what's the problem with the deceased?" Su Yun asked in the car.

"It was said that it was a head trauma, but the injury was not serious, but the CT showed a large area of ​​congestion and edema in the brain tissue." Zheng Ren said.

The history of the autopsy is definitely not as detailed as that of the emergency department. It is already very detailed to mention the previous CT. After all, it is just a telephone communication, so it is impossible to say too much.

"Why are you so interested in autopsy?" Su Yun was a little surprised.

Zheng Ren didn't say anything.

He thought to himself that when ordinary patients approached death, the system panel became pale and the system diagnosis gradually disappeared.

What would happen if I really faced the dead who was under the autopsy?

It is estimated that there is no diagnosis, and everything must be judged by the anatomy and medical history process. It is a head-on battle.

Zheng Ren has always been not satisfied with the tips of the big pig's hooves.

Especially after the last incident with Director Pan, plus the 5G project that will definitely be launched within a few years, remote consultation.

Otherwise, if you take advantage of the current improvement of your technical level, you will end up with a name that is highly jealous and low-key, which will not be fun.

Not to mention the bad reputation, a misdiagnosis may delay a living life.

This is not something that can be joked about, so you have to take it seriously.

Zheng Ren is actually anxious about the future. Although it is very mild, it really exists.

The people are set up high, and Big Pig's Trooster does not provide remote consultation "service", so they can only improve their business level as soon as possible.

When I arrived at the Imperial Capital Medical University, the director of the National Anatomy Teaching and Research Department greeted me at the door early in the morning.

The autopsy department of the Municipal Bureau is located here, and several teachers from the teaching and research department followed, all of whom were a little curious.

Li Zhaosen insisted on waiting for this boss Zheng. Not only the people in the municipal bureau were also very curious, but also the people in the anatomy teaching and research department were also very curious. Who is this person? How could he let the unruly Li Zhaosen delay the autopsy for three days.

Li Zhaosen stood next to Director Guo with an excited look on his face. When Zheng Ren got out of the car, he didn't care about Director Guo's feelings at all and rushed forward.

"Boss Zheng, do you still remember me?" Li Zhaosen stretched out his hand excitedly.

Zheng Ren only saw a piece of mosaic appearing in front of him, how could he know him?

Su Yun had never seen this person. Last time he was teaching at the Imperial Capital Medical University, he stayed in 912 and used a mediastinoscope to cut the thymus.

Facing the hunched Zheng Ren, Li Zhaosen didn't seem to care. He still said excitedly: "Your anatomy level is so high!"

They swear when they meet. There are very few people like this. They say it nicely, they are called people with temperament. They say it badly...

Zheng Ren shook hands with him, wearing a mask with a standard smirk on his face.

"Please, please, please, I have been looking for you these two days, and I happened to have an autopsy to see Boss Zheng's skills." Li Zhaosen said without hesitation at all.

This man was so stubborn when he told lies, and clearly invited Zheng Ren three days ago.

Zheng Ren smiled and said nothing.

When this man spoke, he complained countless times. Just as Su Yun was about to speak to him, Zheng Ren stopped him, smiled and said, "What's the matter with the deceased?"

"I drank and skewer at night, and I had a few quarrels. I was smashed into the left temporal area with a beer bottle. At that time, the deceased had nothing to do and was sent to a nearby hospital for suture. But a few days later, I had problems and was not rescued in the end." Li Zhaosen introduced to Zheng Ren while walking in.

"Are there any ct films in hospital?"

"No, only medical records."

This is a pity that Zheng Ren feels that he has made a mistake.

Without films, the ability to rebuild is impossible, and most of his martial arts has been ruined.

It is really possible to have an accurate anatomical diagnosis.

Zheng Ren began to feel a little nervous.

"Boss Zheng, how long will it take to finish?" Zhou Chunyong was a little anxious. All he cared about was liver anatomy.

"Soon, it's just an autopsy." Zheng Ren thought for a while and replied.

"Su Yun, have you called Xiao Feng?" Zheng Ren asked then.

"I've fought, and I've been to the 2nd school now." Su Yun said, "Look at the deceased and hurry up and do an autopsy."

Su Yun listened to the simple narrative and was very interested.

Only by teaching students can he arouse his interest.

The shadowless lights fell, and the feeling was so exciting that the cells in the whole body would be excited.

When he arrived at the cold autopsy room, Zhou Chunyong shivered.

The yin energy here is too heavy, and this thought first appeared in his mind.

In fact, it was the air conditioner in the refrigerator. In order to preserve the body, Zhou Chunyong also knew it, but he still subconsciously wanted to go to the folk customs.

There were two scabies and wounds on the left temporal top of the deceased, with traces of sutures being seen. The wound dressing has been removed and it is clear at a glance.

Li Zhaosen brought the medical record and handed it to Zheng Ren. He brought another brand new white suit, and Su Yun was directly ignored.

Su Yun didn't care, but leaned over Zheng Ren and asked, "Look at the ct report."

Zheng Ren flipped to the CT and saw that the report read: The CT scan of the craniocerebral brain showed multiple large-scale low-density shadows at the bilateral inner capsule, basal ganglia, etc.

"See something is wrong." Su Yun muttered in a low voice.

He is not good at neurosurgery diseases, so he is very honest and just mutters a few words.

"Boss Zheng, you wear clothes." Li Zhaosen was a little attentive.

"Wait a minute, I'll check the medical record." Zheng Ren smiled slightly and said to Li Zhaosen.

"Our forensic doctors mainly have work on their hands. If the medical records do not have medical records, it doesn't matter." Li Zhaosen said frankly and said directly.

Su Yun raised his eyebrows, but he still suppressed his temper.

If this were a dead person with chest disease, he would have been flipped.

Neurosurgery is at the top of the chain of contempt in all surgery, and most people dare not argue.

Zheng Ren smiled and said, "I will look at the medical records in a few minutes."
Chapter completed!