Chapter 1692 Cortex Blind Test (Leader Pig Calls Elephant Plus 5)

"anything else?"

"There will also be vomiting, generalized sweating, abdominal pain, cramping in the lower back and increased blood pressure."

"Blood pressure? Did you measure it?"

"It feels like it hurts because the head is jumping," Zhang Xiaohui said.

"What's going on in the shower?"

"Uh..." Zhang Xiaohui was a little embarrassed.

But Zheng Ren looked directly into her eyes, without any intention of avoiding it, simple and direct.

Zhang Xiaohui was still a little hesitant.

After all, a girl from the first grade and Zheng Ren, a man of less than 30 years old, said it was awkward to take a bath.

Zheng Ren was not in a hurry. He picked up a chopstick that was used on the table with his left hand, and tapped the edge of the disposable lunch box gently.

Su Yun noticed the rhythm of Zheng Ren's beating.

Could it be that when did this guy learn psychology? Or hypnotism, the rhythm of his beating the lunch box, is there any explanation?

Is it a hint or Morse code? Su Yun thought about it, and thought more.

There was an awkward silence in the room.

After more than ten seconds, Zhang Xiaohui lowered her head and said, "It doesn't hurt when I wash my body. Later, I found that it doesn't hurt when I use a shower to wash around my head, but it only hurts when I wash it to the top of my head."

Saying that, she pointed to the top of her head.

Zhang Xiaohui's hair was very long. Because of the pain when she took a bath, she didn't dry it, and it was still wet.

"Then you are trying to see the range of pain today?" Zheng Ren asked.

Zhang Xiaohui nodded, a little embarrassed, and said, "I wanted to try, but accidentally hit the top of my head."

"Can you raise your head and look into my eyes, please?" Zheng Ren said in a calm voice.

Su Yun was a little surprised. Today, the boss is always looking at his eyes. Could it be that he used some means to give Zhang Xiaohui a psychological suggestion?

If this is the case, I should look at him less in the future, so as not to be misled by him.

Those who study psychology have the dirtiest hearts.

Feng Xuhui has been in contact with Zheng Ren for the longest time, and he has also seen Zheng Ren inquire, but he has never made such a request. Many times during the consultation, they asked about the situation while looking at the medical records, and they looked even a little casual.

What does Mr. Zheng mean today?

Zhang Xiaohui raised her head hard and looked into Zheng Ren's eyes.

"What medicine have you been taking recently?" Zheng Ren asked.

"The doctor said I was a little depressed, so I took flupentixol and melitracen. One tablet in the morning and one tablet in the evening, I..." Zhang Xiaohui said hesitantly.

"Are you worried that there will be a problem with eating." Zheng Ren's eyes seemed to be able to read people's hearts, Zhang Xiaohui hesitated for a while, and then directly said what she was thinking.

Zhang Xiaohui was a little flustered by Zheng Ren's eyes, and nodded randomly.

"So, how long have you moved here?" Zheng Ren asked.

"It's been six or seven days." Zhang Xiaohui said, "I dare not live in the dormitory myself."

"You can see ghosts in your right eye, right?" Zheng Ren smiled, but spoke a little faster, "You can occasionally see someone stealing from your bedroom!"

When it comes to the bedroom, stealing things, etc., Zhang Xiaohui immediately hugged her head with both hands and screamed in pain.

And her right hand is a little insensitive, and the whole person looks like a puppet with a stiff half body.

There was a thread in the air pulling the right half of her body, and it looked strange.

The convenient chopsticks in Zheng Ren's hand were contained in the palm of his left hand. The moment Zhang Xiaohui screamed, he stood up abruptly, and the convenient chopsticks pierced her right eye.

Zhang Xiaohui was at a loss, looking at Zheng Ren subconsciously, and screaming in pain from her mouth.

"Mr. Zheng!" Feng Xuhui was about to rush up, but was pulled away by Su Yun.

"What are you doing for the consultation?" Su Yun said, "The boss stabbed in the blind spot of his left eye, but Zhang Xiaohui didn't see it. The cortical blindness test was positive, it was a problem with the cerebral cortex."

"Yeah." Zheng Ren put down his convenient chopsticks and said, "There is no blink reflex and avoidance reaction. It's not hysterical blindness or deceitful blindness, and it doesn't seem to be a performative personality."

"What are you thinking about?" Su Yun asked.

"Consider it is reversible cerebral vasoconstriction syndrome." Zheng Rendao.

"Let's take a look at the nuclear magnetic field, small problem." Su Yun's expression was serious.

“The main presentation is a sudden lightning-strike headache, with or without neurological deficits. Normally, diffuse cerebral vasoconstriction that recovers within 3 months.

The clinical manifestations can be benign processes or rare fatal disease processes." Zheng Rendao, "It has been 19 days, and it is estimated that the nuclear magnetic resonance can see bead-like changes. The time is quite a coincidence, if it were a few days earlier, there is no good way. "

"Uh..." Feng Xuhui was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with Boss Zheng?"

"Simply put, Zhang Xiaohui was so frightened that the blood vessels in her brain changed. This usually occurs after swimming, exercise, bad mood, fright or pregnancy." Zheng Ren said.

"..." Feng Xuhui still didn't understand.

"Let's put it this way, it is a condition in which the blood vessels in the brain continue to spasm, causing ischemia," Su Yun said.

This time Feng Xuhui understood.

After seeing the consultation, Liu Xiaojie held Zhang Xiaohui in her arms and asked worriedly, "Mr. Zheng, Xiaohui's brain will not be ischemic and necrotic, right?"

"Generally not." Zheng Ren smiled. "When she is stable, let's go to the hospital together. Do an MRI. If there are bead-like changes, it can be determined to be reversible cerebral vasoconstriction syndrome."

"Generally speaking..." Liu Xiaojie was obviously worried about Zheng Ren's answer.

"If an accident happens, no one can do anything about it. For example, there is a small aneurysm rupture. But it is unlikely. It should be reversible cerebral vasoconstriction syndrome. Most patients will suffer from it in about 3 months. Recover on your own." Zheng Ren smiled.

"Mr. Zheng, thank you." Feng Xuhui thanked him again and again.

"Stop the antidepressant flupentixol and melitracen immediately." Zheng Ren said seriously.

"Any disease depends on depression and mental illness, and I'm not afraid of eating dead people." Zheng Ren said rarely.

"Boss, why do I feel you are talking about me." Su Yun was dissatisfied.

"It's okay to say what you are doing." Zheng Ren said: "The cortical blind test is positive. When the vasospasm is relieved, go for an examination."

"It would be nice if there was a recyclable thin stent, and the stent could be removed directly." Su Yun said.

"The technology is not enough, and the vasospasm area... Forget it, don't think about it in a wild way." Zheng Ren said.

In order to treat this disease with surgery, there are many technical difficulties, at least not what the current level of technology can do.

Even Zheng Ren, who is at the pinnacle of interventional surgery, is not completely sure.

The most important thing is that Zhang Xiaohui's illness will probably recover on its own in about 3 months, so why spend money and take risks?