Sleepless Doctor

　　 "I also know that something is wrong, it may be that the few nail households left in the last targeted poverty alleviation were scratching their heads and tossing." Wu Zhongtai sighed.

　　 "It has nothing to do with precision poverty alleviation, where did Uncle Wang eat at noon?" Wu Mian put his chopsticks on the bowl, the board was upright. But his body became straight, like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

"how?"

"Uncle Wang is the kind of person with strong self-control. According to your dad, there is no special pressure recently... Besides, so many things didn't crush Wang Uncle back then. Now he is about to retire. What can I do? ."

　　 "He doesn't have any mental illnesses. He has a sudden change in temperament. Considering that he has an acute illness, it may be very serious."

　　 "Don't talk nonsense!" Wu Zhongtai was really upset this time.

　　 "It's not nonsense." Wu Mian was very serious and stood up, "Dad, let's go to Uncle Wang's house."

　　 Zhang Lan was taken aback for a moment, "Let's finish the meal first."

　　 "Mom, it doesn't matter if the meal is cold. If you go late, maybe Uncle Wang will be cold." Wu Mian said.

　　"..."

　　 Wu Zhongtai and Zhang Lan looked at each other. Although they did not agree that their son said that Pharaoh was ill, the word cold is quite sharp and true in a certain context.

　　Go and have a look, if you come back and eat again, don’t delay anything; what if something happens.

　　 In case, and come are here are the two comforting words of the Chinese people, it is all-purpose.

　　Wu Zhongtai is also simply, and it won't take much time to take a look. Put on your shoes and went out with Wu Mian.

　　 Wu’s and Wang’s are not far away, less than ten minutes’ walk. Along the way, Wu Mian asked Wang Zhijian about the recent situation and got a preliminary understanding.

　　 Wang Zhijian hasn't changed anything in the past few days, except for a rage at the afternoon team meeting.

　　 Wu Zhongtai did not think it was a work matter. Of course, he also denied the possibility that the working group would come down to investigate Wang Zhijian based on his character. Besides, I didn't hear the wind, if something happened, I would definitely not be able to hide it from him.

　　 Hypoglycemia, pulmonary encephalopathy, hepatic encephalopathy, drug poisoning, acute stroke, carotid artery dissection, carbon monoxide poisoning, lupus encephalopathy, the names of this series of diseases echoed in Wu Mian's mind.

　　 Each is one of the differential diagnosis, and each one may be a fatal disease.

　　 It is not difficult for Wu Mian to think of every differential diagnosis and find the real reason from it. What is difficult is that every time he thinks of a disease, countless information floods into his mind.

How many pages in the first edition of internal medicine, the nuances of the text in each edition, the patients with similar illnesses encountered, the relevant medical records in overseas and domestic literature...Although he has already forged his nerves to be as hard as steel , But there is no way to put an end to the impact of information from the root, thinking about this, his temples began to burst.

　　 Many illnesses may cause sudden emotional changes, and Wu Mian could not make the final judgment without seeing Wang Zhijian. He just asked various details to make a differential diagnosis, and at the same time wondered about the higher possibility of the disease.

　　 There is a sudden change in temperament. There are superstitions in Bajingzi Township, but Wu Mian naturally doesn't believe it. For him, these can be explained clearly by science.

　　 Soon, the father and son came downstairs to Wang's house, and a familiar figure was ringing the doorbell.

　　 Wu Mian's gaze penetrated through the sunglasses, and when he saw the back, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

　　 is Wei Dabao, the...Master who met in the Chinese Medicine Hospital early in the morning.

　　 "Wei Dabao, what are you doing here?" Wu Mian asked from a distance.

　　 Wei Dabao was taken aback. He felt his voice cold and familiar. Looking back, it turned out to be Wu Mian, with a complicated expression on his face. Some joy, some embarrassment, some confusion.

　　 "Who?" A woman's voice came from the doorbell.

　　 Wei Dabao didn't speak, he turned around and ran to Wu Mian's side, his waist bends unconsciously.

　　 "Chief Wu, you... why are you here?" Wei Dabao's face was full of smiles, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

　　 "Let me see Uncle Wang."

　　 "Uncle Wang? Secretary Wang?" Wei Dabao was taken aback, muttered, and then woke up and cursed himself bitterly.

　　Wu Mian, a child of the head of Wu's family, knows this by myself, why didn't I think of it.

　　 Wu Zhongtai glanced at Wei Dabao and said coldly, "Are you Dr. Wei from the Township Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

　　 "I am, I am." Wei Dabao felt a force of pressure on his chest, just like the essence. The roughness was like a violent wind blowing the dust in the sky, and the cheek was a little painful.

　　 "Dad, how did you know?"

　　 "I heard people say, a disciple of Laoyashan Taoist Temple, feudal superstition!" Wu Zhongtai said coldly without giving Wei Dabao any face. But he didn't have Wei Dabao in his eyes, and he didn't necessarily want to communicate when he knew it.

　　 strode to the door and rang the doorbell again.

　　 "Who's bear boy, is it fun to ring the doorbell!" The woman's voice came out, quite impatient.

　　 "Ranzi, I am your Uncle Wu." Wu Zhongtai said.

　　 "Uncle Wu, why are you here." The woman greeted her, and then opened the unit door.

　　 Wu Zhongtai took the lead and strode upstairs.

　　 Like the Wu family, the corridors here are narrow and cramped. Wu Zhongtai walks in front, his broad shoulders seem to occupy all the space, even the lights are dimmed a bit.

　　 "Uncle Wu, you are here." A young woman in her twenties, holding her child in her arms, greeted her at the door.

　　 "Well, come and see your dad." Wu Zhongtai walked in. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Wu Mian smiled and greeted the young woman when she saw the young woman, "Wang Ran, it's been a long time since I saw you, you're a mother now."

　　 "Wu... Wu Mian?!"

　　 When Wu Zhongtai entered the house, the young woman saw Wu Mian wearing sunglasses and a khaki trench coat behind her.

　　 For an instant, the dim lights in the corridor brightened up, and the whole world was fragrant.

　　 "I came back yesterday, come visit Uncle Wang today. It's been a long time since I saw you, how are you?"

　　 "Get out! Get out of here!" A voice came from the back room, followed by a bunch of dirty language with mosaics and garbled codes.

Wang Ran was a little embarrassed. She lowered her head embarrassedly, hugged the child in her arms, and said bitterly, "I'm sorry, my dad has a bad temper these days. I thought I was thinking about my grandson and holding the child. return…"

　　 "What are you screaming at!" Wu Zhongtai slammed back, "Come out and talk about what's going on. Take my breath away, believe it or not, put your head in the toilet as a toilet seat?"

　　 The friendship between the two old people for decades is not in the group meeting, so naturally they don’t need to be subtle in their words.

　　 "Dad, keep your voice down, you're still quarreling at how old you are." Wu Mian said, "I'll go see Uncle Wang."

　　 Generally speaking, nonsense, weird behavior, and behaviors that are different from before are mostly caused by hepatic encephalopathy.

　　 This is a high probability judgment, and part of it is a precursor to Alzheimer’s. An old Dexun professor in Imperial Capital was suddenly turned to the Public Security Bureau one day, saying that he was molesting a **** the bus.

　　 The diagnosis is Alzheimer’s...

　　 Wu Mian has all seen these, but the voice of Wang Zhijian’s voice is a little strange, which is different from the previous judgment, so you have to see it with your own eyes.