Healing Doctor

Chapter 243 He started cursing right away

Ji Xiang looked at the female patient with pointed, light blue ears and felt it was strange. If she wasn't a cosplayer, how did she get those blue ears?

Swine reproductive and respiratory syndrome... This diagnosis was just something Lu Gang said casually.

Driven by curiosity, Ji Xiang held his breath and entered the system's operating room.

"Teacher." Ji Xiang bowed and greeted the system NPC before telling him what had happened.

"Oh, is that so?" The system NPC smiled faintly.

Ji Xiang felt that he had only described the patient's blue ears, and the system NPC already had the answer.

And they were quite certain.

What is clinical experience? This is it!

"Teacher, what illness does the patient have?" Ji Xiang's curiosity burned even brighter as he asked.

"Want to give it a try?" the system NPC asked.

"Empathy?"

"yes."

Ji Xiang thought about it. It was a female patient. Why would he try it? Hmm, thinking about it carefully, this kind of thing is a bit wicked.

"Teacher, when I do my internship in gynecology and obstetrics, will I have to experience those sensations too?" Ji Xiang asked cautiously.

The system NPC was taken aback, then laughed and tapped Ji Xiang with its chicken claw-like hand.

"What are you thinking? That's not entirely impossible, but someone tried it before and found problems, so it's been explicitly prohibited."

"Oh, I see." Ji Xiang was relieved.

The system NPC didn't speak, just looked at Ji Xiang.

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

The system NPC led Ji Xiang to the next room, where light and shadow flickered and a "cough cough cough" sound came from inside.

A female patient in her thirties sat in front of Ji Xiang.

"..."

Ji Xiang thought he would become a patient, but he never expected to empathize with the doctor from his perspective.

Moreover, this time it's spectator mode.

"Auscultation of the lungs revealed moist rales on the right side. Chest X-ray showed newly developed cardiomegaly, diffuse lesions in the bilateral middle and lower lung regions, accompanied by multiple lateral interstitial lines and pulmonary venous congestion. Chest CT showed ground-glass opacities with mediastinal lymph node involvement."

"Doctor, could you please tell me what's wrong with me?" the patient asked while coughing.

Ji Xiang observed carefully and immediately noticed that her ears had not changed color.

"Pneumonia," the doctor confidently told the patient. "Go to the hospital, get some antibiotics for a few days, and you'll be fine soon."

"My condition is quite serious right now. If I go home too soon, I'm worried that it will worsen and make it harder to recover later."

After repeated persuasion from "himself", the patient went through the hospitalization procedures.

"Old Luan, hurry up and get off work, I've been waiting for you for ages."

Ji Xiang recalled that he was also a doctor at the hospital and a good friend of "himself". The two agreed to get haircuts after get off work and then go to an internet cafe.

This is good. Ji Xiang has also gotten used to having a normal life, whether as a doctor or a patient.

Everyone experiences normal life, and Ji Xiang doesn't quite understand this.

"What's the rush?" "Myself" said, "With your skill level, you get killed even in a team game. I've had enough."

After changing their clothes, the two walked arm in arm, chatting flirtatiously, to the familiar market.

The place is crowded and bustling, with stalls selling vegetables and used books along the roadside, creating a lively and vibrant atmosphere.

"Working the night shift is really tough. My beard grows a centimeter every time I work a shift. Do you think someone in our duty room is drugging me?" my friend said.

"Drug you? You don't even deserve to."

"It must be androgens, otherwise look at my beard. I just shaved it the day before yesterday, and in just 24 hours yesterday, I turned into a greasy old man."

"You're already greasy enough, and you're a middle-aged man, so there's no need for you to instantly transform."

The two walked into a barbershop while talking.

The shop wasn't big, and since it was dinner time, there was no one there, so I just sat down.

The boss didn't ask any questions, seemed to know the business well, and started buzzing around while cutting hair.

The buzz cut quickly appeared in the mirror. Ji Xiang felt bored and waited listlessly for his haircut, but he was wondering what the connection was between pneumonia patients and blue ears.

"Okay, go wash up, I'll blow-dry you when you get back."

"Hey, I always thought this was a legitimate store," my friend chuckled.

The barber waved his hand, a knowing smile on his face that any man would understand.

Ji Xiang ignored what his bad friend said and couldn't figure it out, so he could only wait quietly for things to happen.

He was wondering what he would do if he encountered a similar patient during his outpatient clinic hours.

It seems there's no good solution right now.

The heart shadow is somewhat large, which is suspicious, as a female patient around 30 years old should not have this condition.

But this is just one small point of doubt.

While happily playing games in the internet cafe, Ji Xiang couldn't stand his own hand speed; it was just too slow.

Especially after using the "Insightful Observation" skill dozens or even hundreds of times, Ji Xiang found that his eyesight had improved a lot. When he focused on the screen, the image would slow down, but the other person's actions would not.

This skill, whether used in surgery or e-sports, will dramatically improve one's skill level.

"My own" level is really bad; even Ji Xiang got sleepy watching it.

Around 10 PM, "I" went home to sleep, and nothing happened that night.

The next morning, I went to work at the hospital. I had some important business to attend to. The doctor in my group had admitted the pneumonia patient from the previous day, and I started looking up the test results on the computer as soon as I arrived.

It's still early, and the results haven't come back yet, but the doctor who saw me yesterday has already given me azithromycin and ceftriaxone.

During the shift handover and ward rounds, the professor in charge of the group didn't even glance at the patient.

It's just ordinary pneumonia, nothing to see.

Two hours later, "self" finished writing a medical record and casually checked the patient's lab test results.

A series of numbers soaring into the sky shocked "himself".

白细胞计数（WCC）21.3×109/L、C反应蛋白（CRP）212 mg/L和N末端b型利钠肽前体（NT-proBNP）16788 ng/L均升高，肌酐为72mol/L。

"Wow... how can it be so tall!" Ji Xiang was also surprised when he saw it.

There is definitely a problem!

"Myself" immediately jumped up and went to find the professor in charge of the group.

"The sunshine by the sea!" the professor in charge of the group murmured after listening to the report.

Ji Xiang was taken aback.

What kind of colloquialism is this?

The professor in charge of the group immediately arranged for the examination and took the patient to do it himself. Ji Xiang took this time to sort out his memories.

It turns out that the professor leading the research group was a PhD who had returned from overseas. When he first came back, he always spoke English, and his catchphrase was "you are the sun of a bitch."

The director scolded him many times for this, which later turned into a bizarre English pun, with "bitch" being pronounced as "berch".

Damn it, he actually swore!

Ji Xiang was furious after realizing what had happened, but this time he was just an observer and had no chance to retaliate.

I often hear people say that some senior doctors in hospitals are particularly impatient and will scold junior doctors whenever they report on their work.

The doctors that Ji Xiang personally encountered did not have this problem; apart from being unwilling to write medical records and having relatively rough writing skills, they were all very good.

I never expected to encounter this kind of person in the "empathy" section.

(End of this chapter)