"Doctor, is Dr. Fang here? A tall man asked politely.

Listen to the accent, it should be a nearby suburbanite.

He was tall, with a somewhat rickety waist, a weathered face, and a face full of dust and mud.

"We don't have a doctor with the surname Fang here. Zheng Rendao.

"......" Both men were confused.

They were a little timid, especially when facing the doctor in the white coat, and they couldn't even speak.

Perhaps in their eyes, the doctor in the white coat was not an angel, and they were not familiar with that kind of foreign gadget.

All doctors are powerful people who can decide whether people can stay in the yang world or go to the yin, so under this simple idea, there is naturally a fear of doctors.

Perhaps, it would be more accurate to describe it in awe.

Seeing that their lips trembled slightly, but they couldn't say a word, Zheng Ren's face immediately showed a gentle smile, "Come in and say, you're welcome." Who asked you to come?"

The two men followed Zheng Ren into the office.

The bright and clean office made them even more cramped, for fear of messing up and dirty the place.

Zheng Ren asked again, and the tall man said, "It was Dr. Zhou from the Department of Orthopedics who asked us to come, saying that we were looking for Dr. Fang to see a doctor." ”

The answer was messy, and Zheng Ren still didn't get a clue. But the words of Dr. Orthopaedic Chow......

Zheng Ren picked up the phone and dialed out.

"Brother Zhou, I'm Zheng Ren. ”

"Yes, two patients, they said they came to see Dr. Fang. ”

"Oh, I see. What disease?"

After a few simple words of exchange, Zheng Ren put down the phone and couldn't cry or laugh.

It turned out that Dr. Zhou asked them to come to Zheng Ren, perhaps because they were nervous, and they understood Dr. Zheng as Dr. Fang.

Zheng Ren slandered, can the two words square be used instead?

But when patients arrive at the hospital, they are generally very nervous, some are nervous about their physical diseases, some are in awe of the hospital, and so on.

So it's very common to hear the wrong words and remember the wrong things, and it's not a big deal.

"Sit down, Dr. Zhou asked you to come to me. My surname is Zheng and my name is Zheng Ren. Jung in tried to continue to calm the tension between the two with a gentle smile, but the effect was ...... It's still not obvious.

"I heard Dr. Zhou say that it is a stage 1 aseptic necrosis of the femoral head, which one is the patient?" Zheng Ren got straight to the point.

"Me. Another shorter man said, "When I started to eat in the cat, I felt a pain in my hips." It's okay not to move, but it hurts more when you move, and it hurts to drill your heart. ”

"Is there a film?" Zheng Ren already knew the patient's condition on the system panel in the upper right side of the field of vision, but he still had to watch the film, and he still had to ask the patient, this was a hospital, and Zheng Ren didn't want to give people the feeling of a witch doctor.

"Yes, yes. The tall man took out a roll of plastic bag, opened it, and carefully took out a few sheets of film from it.

It was preserved like this, and Zheng Ren was more or less helpless.

It is best to store the film in a cool place and store it flat.

Rolled into a roll like this, it is easy to put it away and take it, but it is very difficult to plug it into the reader to watch the film.

Zheng Ren didn't tell these two guys this, and they were already very nervous, if they still said that they did something wrong, I am afraid that the next medical history will not be easy to ask.

"Have you ever hurt before?" asked Jung-in.

"No, it started with the cat winter. ”

Cat winter is an old saying in the Northeast, in winter it is too cold outside, and you can only "cat" at home, so it is called cat winter.

Zheng Ren watched the film, and he knew a little bit about the MRI of orthopedics, but he didn't know much, so he could only watch a rough idea.

There are signs of aseptic necrosis of the femoral head, but it is not severe.

Mr. Zhou of the Department of Orthopedics said that this kind of first-stage aseptic necrosis of the femoral head does not require surgery, and if the hip joint is replaced, the cost is too high for the patient to afford. The second is that it is not necessary at all, he has just returned from further study, and the hospitals in the imperial capital are all treated with intervention.

Because Zheng Ren did two cases of interventional hemostasis treatment for pelvic fractures, he had an impression of Zheng Ren.

The relevant patients, they didn't need to deal with them, so they sent them over for Zheng Ren to consult.

"Have you been traumatized?"

"Nope. ”

"Do you have the habit of standing on one leg with your left leg?"

"Nope. ”

"Did you take any medicine?"

"Nope. ”

"No, brother, didn't you eat Xiaobai pills when you were busy farming?" the tall man immediately corrected.

Zheng Ren quickly had an answer in his heart.

"yes, but what does that little pill have to do with leg pain. The diminutive man said.

"Is it dexamethasone?" asked Jung in immediately.

“……”

“……”

The two men looked confused and ...... What's plugged ...... What Misson, what the hell is that?

"Do you still have Xiaobai pills at home?" Zheng Ren asked.

Seeing Zheng Ren's serious expression, the two of them were a little scared, and their hands began to shake involuntarily, could it be that the little white pill was some kind of poison?

Zheng Ren immediately realized that he was too anxious, which would cause them a lot of psychological pressure.

Calming down his emotions, Zheng Ren pretended to be indifferent and sat down, and while turning on the workstation on the computer, he said, "It's okay, it's a little problem." Give a call home and ask what kind of medicine Xiaobai Pill is. ”

"Huh. The tall man relaxed, picked up his phone and started calling home.

After a few minutes, he looked at Zheng Ren with admiration.

"Dr. Zheng, you are really a miracle doctor, the little white pill is dexamethasone. ”

Zheng Ren was not overjoyed by a miracle doctor's praise, but more helpless.

"What are you eating dexamethasone for?" Zheng Ren asked.

"When the farm is busy, I am very tired every day, and I heard from the people of the same village that I ate the land...... The little white pill is not tired. The short man replied a little nervously: "The effect of eating is very good, especially energetic, and the next day is full of energy." ”

Zheng Ren nodded, pondering the treatment plan.

Seeing that Zheng Ren didn't speak, the short man asked nervously: "Doctor Zheng, it can't be a terminal disease, is it bone cancer? If it is bone cancer, I will not be cured." ”

"No, you can't die. Zheng Ren replied very crisply, directly, and even a little rudely.

But at this time, this kind of answer can bring full confidence to the patient.

As soon as he heard that it was not bone cancer, the short man's expression immediately relaxed.

"The quack doctor in the village told Lao Tzu that it was bone cancer, and he would die when he went back. He was joking with a smile with the tall man, and he was in a good mood.

"It's not bone cancer, but it's also troublesome. Zheng Ren said: "It is aseptic necrosis of the femoral head." ”

"What is a stock...... Nothing is dead in the femoral head?"

"It's that your hip shaft is ischemia, and there are a lot of blood vessels blocked. It's like farming, if you don't water it, can the field still grow?" Zheng Ren explained in as plain language as possible.

Now the short man understood.

"To be treated, first of all, that little white pill can't be eaten. Zheng Ren affirmed: "Then you need surgery." ”

"How much does it cost?"