Chapter 2472 The Feeling of Being Sick Is Not Good (the Book of the Leader Is Very Halal Plus More 2)

"Zheng Ren, what's wrong with you?" Xie Yiren rushed up in his pajamas, put his hands on his head, and was startled immediately.

"Fever, diarrhea, and lack of energy." Zheng Ren said weakly.

Xie Yi hurriedly went to find a thermometer, and found a cool towel to put on Zheng Ren's forehead.

A few minutes later, the thermometer was taken off, and the Shay people took a look, it was 39.6°C!

"Go to the hospital." Xie Yi said humanely.

"No, just lie down for a while and you'll be fine." Zheng Ren said, "It's still diarrhea, it's even more inconvenient to go to the hospital."

Xie Yiren couldn't refuse this reason, she asked worriedly: "Zheng Ren, what medicine do you want to take?"

"I haven't figured out what the disease is yet." Zheng Ren said, "Drink some hot water first."

Worried, Xie Yi went to boil water and made a cup of sugar water for Zheng Ren.

Blow warm with a spoon and send it to Zheng Ren's mouth. Sweetly, at this moment, Zheng Ren felt that being ill was not unbearable.

After drinking a glass of sugar water and resting his head on Yi Ren's lap, Zheng Ren fell asleep again in a daze.

Had countless dreams, each dream was very short, Zheng Ren seemed to be walking between countless time and space. But when he woke up, he couldn't recall what he had dreamed about.

"What's wrong with Mr. Zheng?" Chang Yue asked as she watched Zheng Ren put a towel on his head while standing at the door.

"Fever, physical cooling." Xie Yi said humanely.

"I asked Su Yun to get up and take him to the hospital." Chang Yue said.

"He said he was still having diarrhea and it was inconvenient to go to the hospital." The Xie Yi said with a bit of distress. Feeling distressed, he gently slid his finger across Zheng Ren's cheek, as if Zheng Ren would feel better this way.

"If it's inconvenient, just listen to the patient, and then you don't have to do anything." Chang Yue resolutely put Zheng Ren in the patient column.

"Just won the Nobel Prize, and you are so happy to get sick? He is so arrogant and arrogant. The boss is lucky, he just made himself sick. Praise!" Su Yun didn't take it seriously at all, "Promise! It's better than a rich kid getting drunk late at night. Want to pay off!"

"Don't talk about what you have and what you don't have." Chang Yue reprimanded unhappily: "Hurry up and send him to the hospital, just say that Mr. Zheng can't drink, you must let him drink."

"A glass of cocktail, you can just spit out two mouthfuls at the end of the day. How can you not drink for such a big matter. Who knew that he was so weak, he was put on the table right away." Although Su Yun said so, he was very fast. I went to change clothes.

Asking Xie Yiren and Chang Yue to change, he looked at Zheng Ren.

"Boss, acute gastroenteritis?" Su Yun asked.

"It doesn't look like it." Zheng Ren said weakly, "I've searched and checked, but I can't figure out what it is. I'll go to the hospital to check it out..."

Zheng Ren was really in pain at this moment, he couldn't see his system panel, and felt flustered for no reason.

"What symptoms?"

"Fever, severe diarrhea without blood, no vomiting, accompanied by abdominal pain and back pain." Zheng Ren said.

"Can you not report the medical history? It sounds weird." Su Yun was nagging, thinking about Zheng Ren's situation.

"I've thought about it, it doesn't look like acute diarrhea caused by acute gastroenteritis." Zheng Ren closed his eyes, and said his analysis, "Go to the hospital to get blood, I'll check the laboratory report. It might be Intestinal parasites, but that's unlikely."

"Don't talk nonsense, the probability of acute diarrhea induced by intestinal parasites is quite low. And it is mainly long-term chronic diarrhea and acute exacerbation." Su Yun said contemptuously.

"That's no other reason. I've thought about everything."

Su Yun took Zheng Ren's hand and looked at it carefully. No allergic symptoms were found. It is estimated that my boss was overexcited, and the body secreted too much adrenaline and glucocorticoids, and finally defeated himself.

The strongest fortress was really broken from the inside. A man like the boss, wearing a lead suit and undergoing surgery for several days and nights, was fine, but he fell ill immediately after winning the Nobel Prize.

"Promise." Thinking of this, Su Yun said softly with a mocking smile on his lips.

It must be fine, Su Yun thought so.

"I thought about what I ate and the cocktails I drank, and Yiren ate them too, so there shouldn't be any problem. In the cocktails, there should be colored condiments like tomatoes."

"Well, it doesn't look like a cocktail." Su Yundao, "Yi Ren also drank it, and I didn't see her react. Do you have a special allergy?"

Zheng Ren shook his head slowly, indicating that he did not.

It's just sick, so uncomfortable, the whole person is limp and weak, and even the thinking seems to be much slower.

The keen intuition he used to analyze the patient's condition disappeared, and Zheng Ren was almost helpless in the face of his own illness.

Soon, Xie Yiren and Chang Yue changed their clothes, and without calling the 120 ambulance, Su Yun ran to the hospital with Zheng Ren on his back.

Zheng Ren entered the system space in a daze. The air here was fresh, and Zheng Ren seemed to be a little more energetic.

A faint sneer appeared on the corner of the little white fox's mouth across the pond, as if mocking the fact that Zheng Ren fell ill after winning the Nobel Prize.

Zheng Ren tried to look at his own reflection in the mirror-like pond.

Without a system panel, I don't know what kind of disease I am. It's... What the hell! Is it reasonable to ask others to show you when you are sick? Is there still a law of the king!

No wonder so many seniors have to perform surgery on their own when they are sick. I really can't trust others.

Zheng Ren took a handful of water from the pool and washed his face, feeling much more awake.

It's useless to think about anything at this time, should I use that peak-level skill book for diagnostics?

As soon as the idea appeared, Zheng Ren denied it.

It is more practical to use it on the surgical skill tree. It is just a fever and diarrhea like a stomach flu, so I don’t need to panic at all.

Sitting by the pond, he occasionally heard voices outside, and he was in a trance.

What kind of germs knocked down such a good body?

Looking at the little white fox, Zheng Ren kept sighing and could only quietly wait for the result.

When patients go to the hospital for treatment, it should be like this. They are helpless and pin all their hopes on the doctor.

Zheng Ren thought wildly, if he met an unreliable doctor, the anger in the hearts of the patients and their families would be as great as they wanted.

Let's understand each other, the feeling of being sick is really uncomfortable.

"Boss, wake up!"

After an unknown amount of time, Su Yun's voice came, a little hasty and anxious.

Zheng Ren went out from the system space and opened his eyes.

I lay on Yiren's lap as a pillow, it was very soft and elastic, and the girl's fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

"What's wrong?"

"Acute liver injury, acute kidney injury." Su Yun handed the test sheet to Zheng Ren, and said hastily.

"..."

Zheng Ren's hands went numb, and his whole body froze.