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Chapter 230
Chapter 230 Five Floating 67 Not Good
Dynasty did not bother with the three-hour time limit. For him, since the time was tight, he had to use it quickly. The logic was very simple.
The young man turned on the computer, and the query program continued. He imported some node files into the tablet and said to Lin Chen, "Brother Achen, you didn't ask me to check some cases of adverse drug reactions, but here are some of them."
Lin Chen took the tablet.
Since the State Food and Drug Administration has not noticed these cases, it shows that these adverse reactions are still within a reasonable range. After all, any drug will indicate the types of adverse reactions that may occur on the instructions. Even some allergies to penicillin will have auditory hallucinations and mental disorders. Then the problems of attending brain diseases such as cognitive impairment or emotional mania will appear. Such adverse reactions are more normal.
Lin Chen looked at all 11 related adverse reaction cases as of February 2014, and only one case was serious.
The patient is a 73-year-old female, who was admitted to the hospital after a stroke and developed organic dementia due to brain atrophy. In January 2012, he had a manic episode, and after injuring medical staff, he accidentally fell from a stairwell to his death.
The results of forensic autopsy proved that the elderly brain had diffuse sulcus widening and cystic enlargement, which proved the view that mental abnormalities were caused by organic lesions in the elderly's brain, and ruled out the responsibility for hospital accidents.
Lin Chen looked at the case, and sure enough, he saw Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical's "Naokangning" on the prescription.
Dynasty has always been considerate, and even attached the police investigation report.
In the photo, the hospital corridor was stained with blood.
According to the case data, the 73-year-old man snatched the nurse's needle during the infusion, stabbed the nurse and fled into the corridor. She rammed the other two elderly people with a medical cart, causing one of them to be crushed to death on the spot, and the other to be declared brain dead three days later after the rescue failed.
For the elderly over 70 years old, this is already a complete crazy act.
One case, three lives, perhaps the victim's family is still immersed in grief and self-blame, and has not thought about it so far, it is not their fault at all.
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Lin Chen put down the tablet and put one hand on the car window, looking indifferent, not knowing what he was thinking.
Xing Conglian knew very well why he had to come up with something like a time limit. People like him are often harder on themselves than others, strive for perfection, and are accustomed to pushing themselves to the limit and finding a way out in desperate situations.
Xing Conglian stepped on the foot brake, and the jeep stopped at the traffic light.
In a very brief moment, Xing Conglian glanced down quickly when he saw Lin Chen. It was a completely subconscious action. He was looking at the mobile phone in the storage box by the door, and then returned his gaze abruptly. He clearly wanted to make the call, but didn't.
Xing Conglian looked at Lin Chen's always calm and calm face, and suddenly realized that Lin Chen was different from them. He and Wang Chao didn't have to worry about their grandfather ingesting dangerous drugs from Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical by mistake, and Lin Chen was probably worrying about someone who was older in his relatives. He handed over his mobile phone, the red light turned green, and he said, "If you want to make a call, just call, it's not a short three hours."
Lin Chen took the phone, his fingertips were cold.
"It's teacher." Lin Chen also guessed what he had guessed, and answered very frankly, "Teacher has always had a bad cardiovascular and cerebrovascular disease. He was hospitalized last year, and he has probably been taking Zhou Rui's medicine. This medicine is really good for the audience. It's too broad."
He didn't have the slightest sad expression, but Xing Conglian could feel the contradiction in his heart.
Although Lin Chen has been with countless teachers since he was a child, there is only one person who can be called a teacher by him - Mr. Su Lao, the president of Yongchuan University.
When Lin Chen took the phone, he was obviously relieved. He made the call without even rummaging through the phone number. Looking at Lin Chen's face as he waited for the call to be connected, Xing Conglian was very happy that he was not so stubborn and sticking to his principles.
Xing Conglian drove the car forward and stopped on the side of the road near the city bureau. Lin Chen held the phone and cast an inquiring look at him, Xing Conglian waved his hand, indicating that he was waiting for someone.
The phone was connected, and Xing Conglian could barely hear Mr. Su's cheerful voice coming from the receiver at an arm's length.
"Teacher, it's me." Lin Chen's voice was rarely so relaxed, even a little like a child making fun of the old man.
Xing Conglian remembered the files he had peeked at. When Lin Chen was very young, all the old people in the family had passed away. Now that he thinks about it, Mr. Su is probably both a teacher and a friend to him, and it has filled his heart's desire for elder care. .
Xing Conglian put his hand on Lin Chen's delicate neck, waiting for his next words.
"I encountered a problem." Lin Chen said calmly, holding the phone.
The old man asked you about the problem on the other end of the phone, and finally added, "It's not always a relationship problem between you and that captain?"
Xing Conglian listened to it, and stared at Lin Chen with his eyes wide open. Why are people surnamed Su these days?
"It's not, we're together."
Lin Chen said casually in a cool voice, Xing Conglian's hand on his neck increased a little more. After all, this was coming out of the closet. He felt that he should give him some encouragement, but then Xing Conglian was disappointed again.
Mr. Su's voice in the telephone receiver brightened twice. Xing Conglian didn't hear nervous or worried voices anymore, but heard a lot of scattered gossip questions. Xing Conglian didn't know what to say.
The old man asked questions, and Lin Chen picked up the things that didn't matter and said something. This made Xing Conglian mistakenly think that the current call was not because Lin Chen wanted to remind the old man about the drug problem, but was deliberately reporting his relationship to the elders at home, which was a very enlightened one.
Lin Chen's phone call for a while, Xing Cong even felt that the cold sweat on his back was dripping, for fear that the old man wanted to talk to him on a whim, but it seemed that the old man didn't gossip for that.
"I've finished talking about emotional issues, now tell me, what's the matter with you?" the old man asked suddenly.
Xing Conglian looked at Lin Chen, and saw that he squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, paused, pulled his hand down from his neck, then clasped his fingers together, and replied, "Something has happened, but I can't say it. "
"Can't say what you are calling me, this is not to scare me to death!" The old man shouted with heart.
"I really can't say it for the time being. Teacher, just watch TV. When you can, I will call you as soon as possible."
Xing Conglian could feel Lin Chen's hands shaking slightly, but he still said in a relaxed tone.
"Let's talk about it, when you graduated, what was the life rule I told you?"
With a smile on the corner of Lin Chen's mouth, he replied, "Don't be stubborn, if you should admit it, admit it."
Xing Conglian could no longer laugh.
"Right, there is no savior in this world." Mr. Su relieved.
"But doesn't the second half of the Internationale mean that you have to rely on yourself to be a person?" Lin Chen asked rhetorically.
"Hey, why are you choking on the teacher when you are in love? The teacher is getting old." Mr. Su hummed dissatisfiedly, "However, you are indeed better than many people, rather than handing my life to others , it might as well be in your hands."
The old man's voice was very relaxed, but Xing Conglian froze all over. Lin Chen didn't reveal anything from the beginning to the end, but Mr. Su's words were saying, I know it, you can do it with confidence.
Lin Chen also fell into silence. He held the phone and his back was straight, as if he was holding a thousand fingers.
"Um."
"Next time you're free, go home for dinner and take who with you."
On the other end of the phone, Mr. Su said two more words at will, and was about to hang up.
"Teacher!" Lin Chen suddenly woke up like a big dream, and suddenly stopped him.
"Hey, what's the matter?"
"I'm sorry." Lin Chen finally said, not knowing whether he said this before or after hanging up.
This chat is really busy. The afternoon is fine and the teachers and students are chatting. It was originally beautiful, but now it seems heavy.
Lin Chen handed back the phone, and a police officer trotted over in the distance. Xing Conglian lowered the car window, and the other party saluted and handed a large stack of heavy materials.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Xing Cong asked by closing the window and starting the engine.
"My mood is no different from other patients' families. They didn't have the opportunity to say hello in advance, and I shouldn't have either." Lin Chen paused and added, "The most important thing is that if you do this, the teacher has to I scolded my head bloody."
Xing Conglian started the engine and asked, "Then why did you make this call?"
"Because you want to hear what the teacher has to say, you can do it with confidence."
Xing Conglian stepped on the accelerator and prepared to send Mr. Zhan back to the factory. He put the file he just got on Lin Chen's lap. The word Shen Lian was clearly written on the file bag. Xing Conglian added: "Just do what you are good at, and I will be there for other things."
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The jeep drives towards the suburbs, fields and factories passing by like water.
Lin Chen felt the thick material. The reason why he called the teacher just now was because he found out that he was really not good at this case. He lacks good knowledge about drugs and cannot understand the molecular formula. He is always led by Shen Lian or Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical. He didn't know how long-term use of the drug would affect the patient, he didn't know the real purpose of Shen Lian, and he didn't know what to do next. To be precise, they didn't know either.
But fortunately, although there are many things that people are not good at, they also have areas that they are proud of. Lin Chen opened the file and began to really understand Shen Lian for the first time.
In the archives when she was young, the girl had two braids, grinning, but there was no warmth in her eyes.
Shen Lian grew up in the most common old street in Hongjing, and Lin Chen only remembered that there was a shop on that street whose shredded pork noodles with cabbage was very good, and there was nothing good about it. Low-rise bungalows, slightly cold and narrow streets, even in midsummer, the sun never sees the light of day.
The first thing he pulled out was Shen Lian's childhood study files. She didn't choose a school, and the elementary and junior high schools were mediocre. According to the report cards when she was a child, except for the double percentile in the first and second grades of elementary school, there was no sign that this girl would have extraordinary intelligence, enough to be in the tenth grade. A few years later, the multinational pharmaceutical company will be played in the palm of his hand.
Lin Chen turned page by page and suddenly stopped.
Xing Conglian turned the car into a road with little traffic, flanked by an abandoned chemical factory, and Guanghua Chemical was standing at the end of the road.
"What?" Xing Conglian noticed his sudden pause.
"It's very strange. When Shen Lian was in the second grade of junior high school, her academic performance suddenly improved by leaps and bounds. In the third year of junior high school, she was admitted to Hongjing No. 1 Middle School with the first grade in the whole school."
"Enlightened?"
"Shen Lian's high school entrance examination score was 697, ranking ninth in the city. Even with the intelligence level of Dynasty, it is difficult to get this score."
Wang Chao interjected in the back seat: "Brother Achen, you can't say that!"
"Why can't you, Xiao Wang of the old Huang family, I remember that you didn't seem to be the first in the city in the high school entrance examination."
"I didn't take the high school entrance exam, okay!" Chao Dynasty angrily pulled Mr. Zhan's collar, "Are you the same age as Shen Lian, where did you take the test back then!"
"I seem to be... the first?"
Chaos was speechless for a while, and finally said, "Give me a paper when you're done with this, and I want to prove myself!"
The dynasty was noisy, but no one in the carriage responded to his words, because Lin Chen was silent.
Xing Conglian looked to his side, Lin Chen lowered his head slightly, put his fingers on the old archive paper, a beam of sunlight fell on his ear, but it didn't bring any warmth.
"What happened to Shen Lian's parents?" Xing Conglian asked, in line with the principle that all abnormal psychology may have shadows of childhood.
Lin Chen flipped through the file for a while, extracted the part of Shen Lian's parents, and then turned to the year she was in junior high school, and replied: "Her parents are alive, her father is a security guard at Hongjing Department Store, and her mother is an ordinary department store salesperson. It seems to be the type of busy work, not rich, but not poor."
"Do your parents have a criminal record?"
"No, they all seem to be honest people."
"Isn't there any kind of cheating, beating up, beating children, childhood abuse?"
"No."
"So, what caused Shen Lian to be so perverted?"
"do not know."
"I don't know, is this a good thing or a bad thing?"
"I'm afraid it's not very good." Lin Chen replied.