Chapter Twenty-Three: It's a Parasite
The effects of meningitis were effectively controlled, and the doctors who had been busy all afternoon could finally take a breath, but the first person to solve the problem, Li Yoo-jing, did not relax at all, she still had a tricky case to deal with, and all their measures before Park Se-eun's cause was found out were only a symptom but not a cure.
"The vice president and the doctors of the first and second departments of internal medicine have already consulted, but they still have not come up with a convincing result. Li Yunjing's heart is very anxious, even if the patient has been released by surgery to release intracranial pressure, they are not out of danger, and they have not found the bleeding point of vomiting blood before.
Liang Baoguang patted Li Yunjing on the shoulder, everyone is a doctor, so he understands this mood very well, "I said that to make you responsible, not to stand here and blame yourself, since you wasted half an hour, you should try to make up for it, how can you feel sorry for yourself and waste more time?"
"You're right, but we're just ordinary people after all, and the doctors in the whole hospital are helpless about her illness, so what can I do. Li Yunjing rubbed her face hard, she has experienced too much life and death after being a doctor for so many years, but this time the frustration almost broke her heart, "If God can give me a pair of eyes that can break through the miasma, I am willing to exchange everything for it." β
"You say what if what we see is not a symptom but just a symptom?" Liang Baoguang said suddenly, rubbing his chin.
"Aren't the symptoms just the appearance of the disease?" Li Yunjing said confusedly.
The most inconvenient thing for Liang Baoguang is that he can't go to the laboratory for the test in person, otherwise he won't stand dry, "Do a blood smear again, I want to know if there are any cell fragments." β
"Good boss. Li Yunjing happily accepted the order, no matter what she did at this time, she could feel better.
"No, we've already done a blood smear and her red blood cells are intact. Yang Yurong pulled out the test report in the folder.
Liang Baoguang clasped his hands in front of his chest, and there was nothing to pick up, "Your father asked for the specialist exam, and your mother asked for the English skills test (Korean college entrance examination), right, such a big person doesn't even understand what it means to be again, and he is embarrassed to say that he has gone to college school?"
"Huh?" Yang Yurong doesn't remember talking about his private life in front of this guy.
"You go to the convenience store and buy some ice cream and swipe my card. When Li Yunjing saw Liang Baoguang's bastard appearance, he suddenly felt that one head and two were big, when he was in Mount Sinai, this person was disliked by many colleagues because his mouth was too poisonous, if it weren't for his own outstanding strength and a good father who made people want to stutter, I don't know how many times he had been beaten with a sack. Even if he is mean to other doctors, what is even more exaggerated is that he is also like this to patients, and about 5% of the complaints in the hospital every year are related to him, you must know that there are more than 2,000 doctors and more than 30,000 employees in Mount Sinai Hospital.
Liang Baoguang's interests and hobbies are very wide, from mystery novels to molecular cuisine, but there are only two things that can stop him: one is a woman's...... The other is a delicious sweet tooth. There is only a coffee shop in the hospital and no dessert shop, and the coffee shop is closed, and the only thing that can satisfy him is probably HΓ€agen-Dazs in the convenience store.
"As usual, you are still right, the symptoms we see are just the appearance," Li Yunjing walked out of the laboratory with a folder in her hand, and handed a blood smear micrograph to Liang Baoguang, who was sitting in the corridor lounge area eating ice cream, "The rash is not a rash, her skin is bleeding, it is purpura."
"It's like fresh out of a blender, thrombotic thrombocytopenic purpura. Liang Baoguang pursed his lips.
Jin Chongming felt that his outlook on life had been subverted, the guy in front of him was more like a shaman with prophetic abilities than a doctor, just by putting his hand in his pocket and looking at it, he could know what was wrong with the patient, and these of them in white coats were not very like doctors, but like a group of fools, who were observing and testing but did not contribute, "This is impossible, there is no E. coli in her blood culture, and she is only fourteen years old and obviously has not reached menopause, so it is not a problem with estrogen......"
"There's another possibility, isn't it?" Liang Baoguang clumped the ice cream carton in his hand into a ball, made a standard shooting position and threw it into the trash can in the corner, although his aim was good, but it left a visible stain on the wall, and he also made a loud noise in the quiet hallway, "Nice Shot!"
"Oh, God!" the folder in Li Yunjing's hand fell, and the inspection report inside was scattered all over the ground. At first, she was puzzled and didn't understand why a fourteen-year-old girl could get thrombotic thrombocytopenic purpura, but after listening to Liang Baoguang's words, she finally understood.
"Excluding all impossibilities, the remaining answers, no matter how unreasonable, are the only truth. This Sherlock Holmes quote came out of Liang Baoguang's mouth with some comedic effect, but he was not wrong at all, after all seemingly reasonable answers were logically excluded, the remaining answer that was labeled as "impossible" because of subjectivity was finally solved.
Park Se-eun's father also rushed over from the company and sat on the bedside with her mother, constantly comforting his daughter. Park Se-eun's mother was a little emotional when she saw a few doctors again, she didn't care about the other three people and just grabbed Liang Baoguang's arm, in her eyes, only this one was qualified to be called a doctor, and the others were quacks, "Dr. Leon, what is my daughter's disease, have you come to a conclusion?"
"Does your husband understand English?" Liang Baoguang touched his nose.
"Of course. Park's mother replied that both husband and wife were well-educated, one was a big business executive and the other was an editor at a news agency. Liang Baoguang reprimanded Li Yunjing in the ward for using English before, and she also used English when answering and questioning, without the slightest barrier.
"I'd rather he didn......'t understand," Liang Baoguang muttered, "Well, your daughter has a big parasite in her body." β
"It's big, how big is it?" asked Park Se-eun's mother.
Liang Baoguang gestured with his hand, "It's so big." β
"How can I kill this parasite?" When the father glared at his wife, his daughter was already like this, he didn't care about any parasite, he just wanted his daughter to get better quickly.
"I don't know what the law is in South Korea, but in New York, the life of this parasite is protected by law because it is three months old. Liang Baoguang picked up the probe of the B-type ultrasonic detector next to the bedside, applied cellulose couplant and put it on Park Se-eun's stomach, "If I were you, maybe in a few months, I would buy new clothes, new toys, and milk powder imported from New Zealand for this parasite, and then make it happy and teach it to call grandparents." β