My own war game

Chapter 300: The Medical Examiner is also a Doctor
"Forensic doctor?! You let the forensic doctor examine you?!" Laura touched He Chi's head impolitely. She suspected that the other person's brain was really burned out.

"What's so strange about this?" He Chi knocked away Laura's hand and explained, "Forensic doctors are also doctors, but they specialize in different areas. The FBI Forensic Laboratory has expert-level doctors, and their level is only higher, not lower."

"And this one is said to be the best, at least that's what Diallo said."

Although she still had some doubts about whether the forensic doctor could treat patients, Lisa still walked into the side door with He Chi with the mentality of "since I'm here, I might as well do it".

There was a guard with a gun on duty at the door of the side hall. He Chi walked over and whispered a few words to him. The guard used the card to open the staff passage on the side and let them in.

"Diallo's personal relationship means I pay cash to the other party every time and routine tests are available immediately, which is much faster than at an ordinary hospital." He Chi said half-jokingly in front.

"He, why are we sneaking around? Can't we just go in through the main door?" Sean asked from behind.

"After all, this is not a hospital. The other party contacted us privately, so we can't be too ostentatious." He Chi explained.

There was only one room with an open door in the deep and dark corridor. When a few people walked in, the first thing that caught their eyes were some large glass jars - inside them were tissues and organs soaked in formalin.

These things were neatly placed on the shelves, and bubbles would occasionally float to the surface of the liquid.

The timid Sean felt goosebumps all over his body.

"Sean, do you think this belongs to a human or an animal?" Lola looked at something in a jar and turned to ask the boy next to her.

Sean covered his mouth tightly and didn't say a word - he was afraid that he would vomit if he opened his mouth.

"The one on the left is human, and the one on the right with this length should belong to some kind of herbivore." He Chi answered casually and pulled Sean aside to let him relax.

"Yes, those are from bison." A female voice came from the other end of the room. A white woman in her thirties stood at the end of the aisle. She was wearing a work suit and casually opened a door inside.

"Hello, I am..." He Chi wanted to explain his purpose.

"No need to say more. Diallo has already communicated with me on the phone before. Come with me into the house. Relatives can come in if they are worried. My time is precious. Just answer whatever I ask." After the woman said this, she turned around and went back into the house without waiting for He Chi to reply.

She looks like a very strong person; this is the first impression she gives to everyone.

He Chi looked behind him, Lisa nodded and walked into the house with Laura.

At this time, the woman was already sitting on the chair opposite.

Her originally beautiful eyes were blocked by a pair of glasses of the wrong size, her hair was casually tied up with a rubber band, and a loose white work suit was casually draped over her body, which made her look a little too unkempt for a lady.

"Your name, age, height, weight, allergy history, and finally, contact information." The woman took out a pen and quickly wrote a string of characters on the paper without saying anything polite like "Please sit down."

He Chi looked at the woman and pulled a chair over by herself, then reported the number the woman asked for.

"OK, now I'll draw your blood and do a simple test." The woman took out a sterilized syringe and alcohol cotton.

When He Chi stretched out his arm, the other party was stunned for a moment, as if looking for something, but still completed the blood drawing.

After saving the test tube, the woman sat in front of He Chi again. "Okay, let's get to the point. When did you start having a fever?"

"I am..." He Chi got stuck here, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Sorry, I don't know when it started." "Do you feel dizzy? Weakness in your limbs, or extreme thirst?"

"Not at all. Of course I consciously replenished myself with water."

"Fever without any adverse reactions?" The woman hesitated for a moment and then continued to ask questions.

“Do you have a history of taking hallucinogens?”

"Ma'am, this question is too much!" Lisa on the side stood up first in dissatisfaction. However, He Chi was not angry. Instead, he comforted the girl to sit down.

Then he turned to the female doctor and asked, "Why do you associate me with hallucinogens?"

"Oh? Didn't Diallo tell you?" The woman pulled up her collar to reveal the badge on her shirt:

[Carolyn Parker, professor of pharmacy, trauma identification expert, expert on hallucinogens.]

She lifted her sneaker-clad feet and continued, "Among the special patients I've come into contact with, half are suffering from drug abuse, and one-third are addicted to hallucinogens. Since you're in California, close to Mexico, this problem is more serious. I thought you were the same."

She then added, "And hallucinogens are the most likely trigger for sensory disturbances."

He Chi looked the other person in the eye and said, "Ma'am, I am very sure that I have never abused drugs, nor have I taken or injected any type of hallucinogens, and I will never touch them in the future."

"Well, let's rule out this cause for now. The blood test and pathology analysis will be available later. Now I want to take a look at the physical indicators."

Twenty minutes later...

"Incredible!"

The woman looked at the form in her hand and exclaimed, "Your physical indicators are far higher than the conventional standards, more than enough for selection into the Marine Corps, but there are no signs of high-intensity exercise. Do you mind sharing how you control body fat?"

"Sorry, this is personal privacy and it's not convenient for me to answer." Unable to explain, He Chi simply avoided the question.

"Okay, that's not the point. Let's talk about it after the blood test results come out."

Zizzizi~~~
As soon as she finished speaking, the fax machine beside her rang and a blood test report was spewed out.

The female professor took the report, glanced at it, and a look of doubt appeared on her face. Then she picked up the test results and compared them repeatedly. Finally, she picked up the phone and communicated with the other party for three minutes. Then she stood there and did not say a word for a long time.

Lisa, who was standing by, could no longer sit still. She stood up and asked, "Professor, is the situation serious?"

"No, I'm just checking if the machine is broken." The female professor turned and looked at Lisa.
"You know what? Your boyfriend's physical fitness is almost as good as a North American wild horse. There is nothing wrong with his normal indicators."

"But it's very strange, but according to the blood test results, some of his indicators show that he...uh..."

The female professor thought about it for a while before finally explaining

"He's anemic."

(End of this chapter)