Healing Doctor

Chapter 314 Socks Bleeding Color? (Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader Xiaoxiao on May 15th)

"Do you really know a little bit about it?" Deng Chaohong asked curiously.

Ji Xiang was also speechless. He understood what Deng Chaohong meant, but there was no way to explain it.

"Are you just going on outpatient rounds with me or just wandering around to get familiar with the department's rhythm?" Deng Chaohong realized he had asked a bit out of line, so he changed the subject.

"I'll still go with you for outpatient visits."

"Let's go," Deng Chaohong said. "We see patients in the outpatient clinic, and every Thursday is surgery day. I occasionally go out to perform a few surgeries in the neighborhood at other times. But our Second Affiliated Hospital isn't like Beijing or Shanghai; not many people come to me for surgery."

Ji Xiang listened quietly to Deng Chaohong's words.

"Teacher Deng, I just heard Director Sui say that our department doesn't have any emergency cases, but as I understand it, we have quite a few."

"Hehe, what he means is that there's no emergency resuscitation. Patients who need intensive resuscitation have nothing to do with our orthopedics department. Except for open injuries, they can all wait. From the chief resident's perspective, it's not much different from not having an emergency."

So that's how it is. Ji Xiang finally understood.

Upon arriving at the outpatient clinic, Ji Xiang readily helped Deng Chaohong write the medical record. He typed extremely fast, and the medical record was written in a very neat and standardized manner.

After all, Lu Gang was recently "assigned" to Ji Xiang's medical team by Director Bai, and Ji Xiang learned a lot from him.

Deng Chaohong never expected that taking Ji Xiang with him to the outpatient clinic would drastically reduce his workload. He only needed to ask about medical history, conduct physical examinations, make diagnoses, and prescribe medications; Ji Xiang would handle all the other trivial tasks.

Just before lunchtime, Deng Chaohong called out the last number.

"Dr. Xiao Ji, would you like to eat at the cafeteria or go out for lunch?" Deng Chaohong asked casually.

"Either is fine, it's up to you, Teacher Deng."

"Then let's go out to eat, just a simple hot pot of braised pork," Deng Chaohong said. "Director Liu and Colonel Wang from the urology department often go to Yiyang for barbecue. I used to go too, but it's barbecue after all, so eating a little bit won't hurt."

"When I first came to the hospital, we were paid in cash. Every time we got paid, we would go to Yiyang and eat two skewers of chicken heads. I really miss those days."

Just then, a middle-aged man walked in with a limp.

"Doctor," the patient said, sitting on the stool opposite Deng Chaohong, "My legs have been hurting when I walk for the past two months, it feels like I'm limping."

"Wasn't it like this before?"

"no."

"Besides being lame, is there anything else that's bothering you?"

"I felt okay when I got up after resting for a while, but after walking a few steps I felt my lower back getting heavier and heavier, and then this happened."

Deng Chaohong smiled slightly, "What you have is called intermittent claudication, which is generally caused by lumbar spinal stenosis."

Seeing Deng Chaohong's confident expression, the patient asked, "Professor, is this disease easy to cure?"

"Lie down first, I'll do a physical exam and then perform some tests."

The patient sat on the examination bed and started to take off his shoes. Deng Chaohong laughed and said, "Just lie down directly, no need to go through all that trouble."

But the patient was quick; before Deng Chaohong could finish speaking, he took off his shoes and obediently lay down on the bed.

In an instant, Ji Xiang vaguely noticed that the skin color showing between the patient's socks and pants was a little off.

This is because Ji Xiang's eyesight improved after using the skill of keen observation many times, which allowed him to discover this in the blink of an eye.

The dark color was so different from the patient's exposed skin that Ji Xiang wondered if he was seeing things wrong. Perhaps the black thing wasn't skin, but something like thermal underwear or underpants.

"What are you wearing underneath?" Ji Xiang blurted out.

Deng Chaohong was taken aback and gave Ji Xiang a slightly reproachful look.

What underwear a patient wears has nothing to do with the disease. Although medical records usually include information like skin color, it's unreasonable for an orthopedic surgeon to ask a patient to undress just to examine a joint.

There are similar doctors, but most of them are called scoundrels, cough cough cough... Deng Chaohong stopped thinking about it.

However, to Deng Chaohong's surprise, the patient smiled sheepishly and said, "I wasn't wearing anything. I don't know what happened to me recently, maybe my socks bled color, and my feet and ankles are all dark."

"Oh?" Deng Chaohong was unwilling to be hostile to Ji Xiang on the first day. He still valued Ji Xiang quite a bit, otherwise he wouldn't have followed Director Liu and the others into Director Sui's office.

"Want to take a look?" the patient asked.

Before Deng Chaohong could say anything, Ji Xiang stood up, walked to Deng Chaohong's side, and said, "Let me see."

"..."

Deng Chaohong felt somewhat helpless.

They worked together very well all morning, but Ji Xiang became interested in the lame patient, and his interest had absolutely nothing to do with orthopedics.

"No need," Deng Chaohong said, rejecting Ji Xiang's suggestion.

"Xiao Ji, I'll tell you in a bit." Deng Chaohong didn't scold him harshly like he would other unruly trainees, but gently explained to Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang didn't speak, quietly watching Deng Chaohong examine the patient.

The physical examination went smoothly. Deng Chaohong knew that according to the signs, it was indeed spinal stenosis, but it was not particularly serious.

"Have you had any tests done?" Deng Chaohong asked after the physical examination.

"I've had it done at our local hospital," the patient replied.

Deng Chaohong glanced at the patient's medical records and, seeing that the patient hadn't brought the films, asked with some helplessness, "Where are the test reports and films?"

"..." The patient paused for a moment, but then felt a surge of joy.

"We're told that if you come to the provincial capital for medical treatment, you have to have all the tests done again, so I didn't bring them with me; they're in the car."

"Let's take a look first. If it's okay, we won't do it. It's a waste of money," Deng Chaohong said. "Spending a little money is nothing. The key is that it takes about two weeks to get an MRI at the Second Affiliated Hospital."

"So long!"

"Go get the film." Deng Chaohong waved his hand. "Hurry up, I need to go eat after I finish watching your film."

"Thank you, Professor. Thank you, Professor."

The patient quickly put on his shoes and limped out of the examination room.

"Xiao Ji, why did you ask the patient what he was wearing under his socks?" Professor Deng asked in a calm tone after the patient left.

"I noticed the color of the skin on his feet looks a bit strange."

"Did you see it?" Deng Chaohong tried hard to recall. He hadn't seen anything when the patient took off his shoes during the physical examination.

"It might really be the socks that are bleeding color," Deng Chaohong laughed. "The patient has very typical symptoms of spinal stenosis. Let's take a look at the scans first, and then choose a treatment method."

"You may still be stuck on what your clinical teachers taught you, or what's written in books."

"When I go to the outpatient clinic, I treat the patient wherever they feel unwell. It's fine if it's a male patient, but if it's a female patient and you ask me to look at her here and there, it's easy to get a complaint."

"..." Ji Xiang scratched his head.

"This is something that must be paid attention to in clinical practice, do you remember?" Deng Chaohong asked seriously, looking into Ji Xiang's eyes.

"I've got it." Ji Xiang didn't insist and nodded.

(End of this chapter)