When a doctor opened a plug-in

Chen Cang can't care about Mr. Zhong's application now.

He hurriedly said: "Academician Zhong, you should rest first, I will go see the patient."

"Deng Ming, please entertain Academician Zhong."

After speaking, Chen Cang hurriedly got up and ran towards the intensive care unit.

At this time, everyone was surprised to find that the old man in front of him with a peaked cap and a scarf wrapped in a down jacket turned out to be Academician Zhong!

No wonder he pointed out Professor Chen just now!

But how long has the old man been here?

It took less than a few minutes to stand behind Chen Cang.

Can you tell the problem at a glance?

Thinking of this, everyone had to sigh with emotion, what is the real champion!

The one in front of him said that he was the Dinghai Shenzhen needle of domestic emergency intensive care medicine.

In China, the medical industry has a real master class.

But these people are very old, and most of them are people in their seventies.

These people have actually retreated to the second line. After all, the body does not allow them. They mainly do some development planning and direction formulation, scientific research guidance and other directions.

Even, many of them want to remove the academician's hat, but... the country does not allow it.

Mr. Zhong is one of them.

(This...Don't check in. Mr. Zhong is not the mountain, the character in the book.)

Deng Ming looked at the founder of emergency intensive care medicine in front of him with indescribable excitement.

"Hello, Academician Zhong!" Deng Ming was a little excited.

Zhong Ran nodded and smiled: "Young man, go ahead and leave me alone."

Everyone around looked at Academician Zhong, and wondered what his purpose was here!

Apply?

What do you mean?

Everyone is a little curious.

Who is Zhong Ran?

Does he still need to apply?

He used to be the old president of Xiehe, the current president of the Chinese Medical Association, the leader of the high-level expert group of the National Health Commission, and an academician of the two academies.

Such a person is not in good condition, please do not invite the Lord, let alone other things.

For a while, everyone began to guess.

And now!

Chen Cang hurried to the intensive care unit.

He Caiyun, director of the Neurology Department of the First Hospital of East University, made a dozen calls in the morning, including consulting many old professors.

Now, the patient's condition is not relieved too much by hormones.

The family members of the patient have become more anxious.

"Doctor, what's the matter?"

"Yes, this happened on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month!"

At this time, Chen Cang came over.

"Professor Chen, save my mother!" A 16-year-old girl directly shook Chen Cang's hand and said tearfully, "They all say you are the best doctor!"

"You must have a way, right?"

"My mother should be saved... isn't it?"

The woman's husband also looked at Chen Cang nervously.

Chen Cang looked at the crowd and nodded: "Give me some time, everyone, I will give you a satisfactory answer!"

While talking, everyone left the congested doorway of the intensive care unit.

Chen Cang walked inside.

After entering, the patient was in bed, eyes closed and weeping.

"Professor Chen..."

Everyone sighed helplessly when they saw Chen Cang.

Until now, there is still no decision.

Neither ophthalmology nor neurology can find an exact cause.

Chen Cang gave a hum and walked to the woman's bedside.

She felt a little anxious and nervous when someone appeared.

She is full of guard against this invisible world!

Chen Cang comforted: "What is your name?"

"Wang Xiuling." The woman replied after finishing her emotions.

Chen Cang calmed himself down, just like chatting, and began to inquire seriously.

"What's your job?"

"I am a worker at the Ammonite Fireworks Factory."

Chen Cang nodded, but he still did not find the key clue, because what is the relationship between the firework factory and methanol?

"Oh, what do you usually do?"

Wang Xiuling whimpered and said, "I won't be able to work anymore...Doctor, please."

"My husband is a taxi driver, I am a worker in a chemical plant, my two children, and my mother is sick... It is impossible for me not to go to work."

"I can't let him work alone, it's too hard."

"The work of the fireworks factory is tedious, but not very tiring."

"The colorful colors of fireworks are produced by the burning of these metal powders, but these metal powders must be glued together."

"My job is like this. I use glue to glue these metal powders into clumps without affecting its discharge."

After Chen Cang heard it, he didn't seem to care too much.

After all, this process has nothing to do with methanol?

This made Chen Cang couldn't help frowning.

He Caiyun, Du Juanhong and others from the First Hospital of the East University looked at Chen Cang with some confusion.

Why did Professor Chen suddenly come to chat with the patient about the family?

Could it be caused by mental stress?

Several people also guessed.

However, Chen Cang is a little puzzled, how can the fireworks factory have methanol?

Did you guess wrong?

However, this possibility cannot be ruled out. Thinking of this, Chen Cang said to the nurse Qin Yali: "Draw blood from the patient and check for a methanol test."

Everyone frowned upon hearing the sound!

Methanol?

Yes indeed!

Methanol seems to cause this.

However, whether such testing is a needle in a haystack, after all, one-by-one screening is not a sane method.

He Caiyun couldn't help but said, "Professor Chen, is it... too blind?"

Chen Cang heard the sound and shook his head: "Wait for the result first!"

As a result, everyone began to wait.

The result is not slow.

For half an hour, Chen Cang was not idle either.

Instead, continue to chat with Wang Xiuling.

This honest woman is basically endless.

Chen Cang suddenly asked, "Do you usually drink alcohol?"

After all, the channels for methanol are limited, and most people cannot reach it.

The woman couldn't help laughing: "Doctor, we are ordinary people, not so fashionable, and I don't know how to drink."

Chen Cang heard the sound and nodded.

But at this moment, Wang Xiuling suddenly said: "Do you think I smell like alcohol?"

"This is not wine, it's work!"

Chen Cang's expression suddenly changed!

Here comes the spirit!

What is the relationship between work and wine?

Chen Cang quickly asked: "What do you mean?"

Wang Xiuling sighed: "I smell the smell of wine every day. After a long time, I still feel a little dizzy. Everyone jokingly said that the smell of wine smells too much!"

"Our usual job is to glue the metal powder together, and the glue needs to be mixed with alcohol!"

"That's a good job."

"So, you smell this on me!"