Chapter 1308： Behcet's syndrome

"My eldest brother was depressed after ten years ago. We went out to play, he never followed." Song Ying said, paused, smiled and said: "I was the boss of the year, my temper is a bit strange. Don't care, boss Zheng."

"Song Manager, I am not good at listening." Su Yundao: "Forget it, don't say it, weird scenery."

"Doctor Su, please rest assured that this is true. I am sure that it is true." Song Yingdao: "We are also curious about this brother. Why do the boss have sexually transmitted diseases?"

Zheng Ren is addicted.

"The boss refused to go to the hospital for examination. After the other brothers heard about me, this is not to think that Zheng boss is a **** doctor. He urged me to ask Zheng boss. They are all antiques, and Zheng boss is your sea han." Song Ying Said politely.

Su Yun was very disdainful, but did not show it.

He looked around, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of beer, and opened a drink. "Song Manager, catch the bottle of iced iron covered Maotai on the car."

"..." Song Ying knows that it is a joke, but it can't be attacked.

The boss of his own family is not the attitude of seeking medical advice. If you change yourself to be a doctor, you are expected to have resentment.

However, he still holds a glimmer of hope for Zheng Ren, or else if the privacy is known to the boss, it is possible to cut the robe.

He did not answer Su Yun’s words, but looked at Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren’s head was slightly low, looking at the test sheet in his hand, as if the sheets were engraved with flowers.

After five minutes of silence, Su Yun drank two beer.

"Song Manager..." Zheng Ren suddenly said.

"Zheng boss, if you don't see it, I ask for a big one. How do you call me a brother? The manager's manager shouted, but he was not seen outside." Song Ying said with a smile.

"Song Ge, can I have a look at the patient myself?" Zheng Ren asked very seriously.

"..." Song Ying is silent.

"That's the situation, you know it." Zheng Ren asked.

"basic understanding."

"Is there a mouth ulcer? It is the kind that occurs at least four or five times a year. It is repeated and it is difficult to cure." Zheng Ren asked.

Su Yun’s eyes narrowed and his eyes passed through the forehead and stared at Zheng Ren.

"This...it's not very clear." Song Ying shook his head.

For a moment, Song Ying felt so good.

Originally, I wanted to know everything about myself, but when Zheng asked his mouth, he asked himself.

The upper and lower mouths, the yellow chamber of this kind of driving, Song Ying did not think about this. Sitting in the car, Zheng Ren looks so solemn and stable as a mountain.

Su Yun relaxed and continued to drink.

"In this way, I don't know much about the patient's situation. You should ask the situation first. Song is not anxious. It has been two years, not so bad." Zheng Ren considered more thoughtfully and continued: "There is When you are in the past, use a sterile 20-gauge needle or a smaller syringe needle to slant into the skin. After 24 to 4 hours, look at the situation."

Song Ying did not question, but remembered seriously.

"If you don't want to see a doctor or nurse, take a picture and show it to me." Zheng Rendao.

"You doubt..." Song Ying asked with hope.

"Without any medical history, and without seeing the patient, I will not show it." Zheng Ren said with a smile: "First ask if there is any oral ulcer, then use a needle to check the situation."

"Is there anything else?" Song Ying cautiously asked.

"No, let's do both, let me see if my guess is right."

"Good." Song Ying did not hesitate to agree.

Twenty minutes later, he returned to Golden Palm and sent Zheng Ren and Su Yun to the door of the unit. Song Ying went to the car again and did not return home.

"This patient is estimated to have mental illness, should go to see psychiatry. What do you do for acupuncture experiments?" Su Yun was very dissatisfied with muttering.

"You can't say that." Zheng Ren patted him on the shoulder and said: "Isn't Song Ge said it? After experiencing such a big thing, emotional changes are always acceptable. I didn't touch a woman but got sick. Who can you afford to change?"

"Maybe..." Su Yun said, smirking.

Zheng Ren shook his head and said: "Don't think about it, life is not as messy as you think."

"Do you suspect that Behcet's syndrome?" Su Yun suddenly turned around and asked.

"Well, in general, this situation will think of Behcet's disease. No matter what, wait for the situation of oral ulcers and the results of the acupuncture experiment, you can understand a seven or eighty percent." Zheng Ren said, press the elevator .

"Boss, your kindness is really good." Su Yun whistle and said.

"This is what I said." Zheng Ren ignored him.

Going upstairs and opening the door, Zheng Ren saw the Xie Yi people watering the flowers. The sunspot was beside her, sticking out her tongue and shaking her tail.

Zheng Ren sweats.

I have forgotten to forget the watering thing in the past few days.

"Ira, you are coming back really fast." Zheng Renxi said hello.

"Zheng Ren, you go to the black spot." Xiaoyi people laughed and arranged work ~ www.novelhall.com ~ good. Zheng Ren walked over with the leash and put it on the sunspot, and glanced at it.

The soil in the pot has been arched, and the flower roots below seem to be a mess.

Is this the rose after being irradiated? Or is the rose like that?

It’s a pity that it’s too late to come back. If you can go down with the Xiaoyi people, it’s better. Zheng Ren is still reminiscing about the afternoon, and when he thinks about it, he is shocked.

"Boss, what do you think of thieves?" Su Yun asked on the side.

"No, do you want to go with the sunspot?"

"I want to wash and sleep, yes, Peng Jia is coming back. In the afternoon, several vice presidents of Xinglinyuan are quarreling. It's so tiring." Su Yun made a sigh of relief.

"why?"

"It's not for the live broadcast." Su Yundao: "In fact, I want to say that from a commercial point of view, the live broadcast will stop there. But the live broadcast of TIPS surgery must be done, and the opening of the map is far from over. ""

"So?"

"Ning Shu said that the first batch of biological muscles of the prosthetic limbs have been sent to the provincial hospital, and a large sum of money, you really do not know the price of rice and oil."

Zheng Ren waved his hand and was too lazy to listen to Su Yun.

But he did not go out, with a sunspot, kneeling on the ground, waiting for the Shei people.

Xiaoyi turned back and saw Zheng Ren squatting. The sunspot sat down and he laughed.

"Let's go, go together." The Xie Yis washed their hands, and this was with Zheng Ren holding hands to bring the sunspots.

The two had a very tacit understanding of the afternoon, Zheng Ren faintly talked about the complications caused by Lin Jiaojiao's cosmetic plastic liposuction.

He vaguely remembered that the Xiaoyi people had Lin Jiaojiao's WeChat, and they were afraid of what the Iraqis would do.

What should I do if I can't recognize it when I go home?