Zheng Ren heard the angry curses and quickly walked to the door of the ward.

The special ward was a suite. Seeing that there was no one in the living room outside, he pushed the door open and looked at Director Mao inside, then turned around and left.

"Boss Zheng?" Lin Ge was stunned for a moment.

"The diagnosis is correct." Zheng Ren said: "Director Lin, we will consult the whole hospital tomorrow. Hemothyroid syndrome + Sjogren's syndrome, treat these two diagnoses together."

"Uh..." Linger hadn't reacted to what happened.

"Director Mao cried and howled. The tear glands did not secrete liquid, and there was no tear." Zheng Ren said: "The diagnosis is already very clear, Sjogren's syndrome."

Lingge had no choice but to record the diagnosis. Tomorrow... let's find a consultation again.

Although she has competition with Director Mao and she is at home to recuperate, it is the most beneficial thing for Linger.

But after all, I am a classmate and a peer, and a feeling of sadness in my heart that a rabbit dies and a fox is scattered.

Before Zheng Ren could walk back to the office, Su Yun followed behind him, "Boss, there are no tears, there are many dental caries. I glanced at it and there were at least 8. It can be determined that it was rampant dental caries. There was no problem in diagnosing Sjogren's syndrome."

"Yeah, I saw it."

"Boss Zheng, Dr. Su, how did this problem come about?" Linge asked.

"If you curse too much, it will cause too much damage to your mouth." Su Yun said nonsense.

"Don't talk nonsense." Zheng Ren said: "The cause of Sjogren's syndrome is unknown, and there is no clear method for treatment. The main thing is to take measures to improve symptoms, control and delay the progression of tissue and organ damage caused by immune responses and secondary infections."

Linge sighed, life is impermanent, it is true.

Director Mao, who was still in glory a few months ago, was likely to have been sick one after another. Moreover, although each disease is not fatal, it is extremely troublesome.

Where can I reason about this kind of thing?

"Su Yun, how did you determine that it is Sjogren's syndrome?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Seeing how you look, just think about it elsewhere. If you don't understand it, it's usually correct to find rheumatism and immunity." Su Yun said proudly.

"Director Mao's disease is a bit troublesome. Director Lin, don't forget to ask rheumatism and immunity for consultation tomorrow." Zheng Ren reminded.

"Oh, is rheumatism immunity? How to treat it?"

"If the condition progresses rapidly, immunosuppressants, such as cyclophosphamide, azathioprine, etc. can be used together."

Immunosuppressant, as soon as I heard these words, Ringer immediately remembered organ transplantation.

If you use immunosuppressants, it will be really troublesome. It is not as worry-free as some tumors that are easier to treat. Thinking of this, Linge's mood is a little dark.

"Director Lin, are you sick? Just do your best in everything." Zheng Ren said: "There is no immortal in the world."

"Boss, if you don't say you're talking, you won't be welcomed." Su Yun said contemptuously: "It's just bloodthirsty syndrome, Sjogren's syndrome, what are you talking about here?"

"Hu..." Zheng Ren breathed a long sigh.

"I'm in trouble, two of you." Seeing that there was no good idea, it was getting late, Linger said, "I'll take you home."

"No need, I'm walking back from here very close." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Director Lin, how are you preparing for academic exchanges with Kings Hospital?"

"Fortunately, we are actively contacting the liver source."

"We did normal liver transplants, 912 are not bad." Zheng Ren said: "I wonder if that side will come with the technology of room temperature liver transplantation."

"Stop dreaming." Su Yun said: "That's a secret. Do you have any points? You actually hope for the technology of routine liver transplantation. If you want me, it's better to wait for the medical laboratory in Tsinghua and Peking University to make the results more practical."

"Besides, let's go back to bed." Zheng Ren said: "Director Lin, let's go back first."

Lin Ge sent Zheng Ren and Su Yun away, stood in the yard of 912, and was stunned for a long time.

He then called and consulted the director of rheumatism and immunity to ask about the relevant situation. He asked for the phone number and called the doctor of rheumatism and immunity to Union.

After a while, Linger put down the phone after half an hour.

Just as Zheng Ren said, there is no good solution to Sjogren's syndrome. Moreover, what Boss Zheng said is relatively mild. The director of 912 rheumatism and immunity clearly stated that this disease may cause malignant lymphoma and relevant examinations are required.

This person has no place to reason with his fortune and misfortune.

Linge quietly left the 912 Hospital, feeling melancholy.

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...

"Boss, did you really think of the possibility of something wrong from pulmonary hypertension?" On the way home, Su Yun nagged lonely.

"Yes." Zheng Ren said: "At such a young age, there must be problems with pulmonary hypertension. Sjogren's syndrome is quite good, and if it is other diseases, it will be more trouble."

"Tell me, Director Mao should be considered a bad year."

"Who knows, it's better to have a clear diagnosis. But what you said makes sense. If you can't understand, you can look for rheumatism and immunity." Zheng Ren said.

"That's of course!" Su Yun laughed, "This is a summary of years of rich clinical experience."

"I hope there is no malignant lymphoma." Zheng Ren sighed.

"You are just hypocritical." Su Yun said: "Do you still remember how the clerk under her command urged the patient's family to sue us?"

"It may not be what Director Mao meant."

"Whoever leads the soldiers? If there is no lesson in the past, the people under his command dare to speak like that? To be honest with you, I don't like Director Mao." Su Yun admitted frankly.

"Well, I don't like her either." Zheng Ren said: "But after all, I'm a patient. If I don't like her, I won't go see her. Since I'm here, I'll have a good time."

"Tsk tsk, it would be great if you were in the Middle Ages." Su Yun said without a break.

"Medieval? Are surgeons all demons?"

"No. In the Middle Ages, diabetes was still a carbohydrate disease. If you diagnose it, you should try the patient's urine." Su Yun said contemptuously: "You should really be sent to the Middle Ages."

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and go back to bed. This time I'm very tired when I go on a mission." Zheng Ren held his hands back against his back, shrugged his shoulders, and his thoracic vertebrae sounded.

"The thoracic spondylosis can lead to various diseases."

"That's not what you said." Zheng Ren said casually: "As we all know, oil is transformed from the corpses of biological organisms, so it is a very environmentally friendly bioenergy. Solar energy comes from nuclear fusion and is a very dangerous nuclear energy."

"Boss, you are a good guy."

"I'm too lazy to talk."

In the night, the two of them slowly returned home.
Chapter completed!