Healing Doctor

Chapter 341 You're really shameless

"Xiao Ji, you're amazing." Meng Qingfei praised Ji Xiang.

"Teacher Meng, you are the one who is truly amazing," Ji Xiang said sincerely.

"That's enough, you two." The emergency room doctor interrupted their mutual flattery. "Old Meng, what's going on? Tell me more."

"It's nothing. When I was asking about the patient's medical history and examining him, I saw marks on his arms and wrists out of the corner of my eye, but I only noticed them subconsciously and didn't pay much attention to them. It's because Xiao Ji is young, has good eyesight and a good memory, that he was able to point them out," Meng Qingfei said.

"Wow, that's amazing!" exclaimed the emergency room doctor.

"Looking back now, I think I encountered a similar patient when I was in school. The patient was also diagnosed with acute appendicitis, and the abdominal pain did not subside after the surgery."

"My teacher didn't sleep at all during those days, and was constantly thinking hard. Later, the patient gradually got better. Afterwards, my teacher consulted with doctors from several departments to review the case, and it seemed to be abdominal purpura, so I remember this incident."

"It's been so many years."

"Thirteen years and seven months, by then I would have already eaten, otherwise so many things wouldn't have happened. I could have made the diagnosis back then." Meng Qingfei said with a hint of regret.

"..." The emergency room doctor looked at Meng Qingfei with the eyes of someone looking at a monster, but then remembered Ji Xiang's monstrous performance just now.

"Xiao Ji, you're really amazing."

"I just have a good memory, it's not that useful," Ji Xiang said modestly.

"Hey, this is something everyone else dreams of, and it's not even that useful." The emergency room doctor chuckled and said to Meng Qingfei, "Old Meng, since you've detected a problem, then..."

"The most serious cases are usually in the lower limbs and buttocks. You know, I can't expect a patient with abdominal pain to take off their pants and look at their buttocks, can I?" Meng Qingfei laughed.

indeed.

If this is done, Meng Qingfei's life will become increasingly difficult, and it wouldn't be surprising if he were beaten to death by the female patient's family one day.

"This patient is lucky; they have small red rashes on their forearms and wrists." Meng Qingfei raised his hand, glanced at the locations of the rashes Ji Xiang had drawn on his wrist, and praised, "Little Ji, awesome!"

"The patients are the same; they can't even give a complete medical history when asked," an emergency room doctor complained. "When asked what illnesses they've had in the past, they can't say for sure. They always say they're fine."

"It's all the same. After all, it's just a stomachache. The patient doesn't think it has anything to do with allergic purpura and is too lazy to say. The key is, I didn't ask too many questions either. There are so many patients in the emergency room. If I asked each one carefully, it would take half an hour. What about the others standing outside? I can stay up all night, but the patients can't wait all night." Meng Qingfei was very tolerant.

Having solved a major problem, Meng Qingfei felt relaxed and exhilarated, completely different from before.

"Hey, you're such a pushover," the emergency room doctor joked.

"I'm too lazy to bother with it. I'm a senior attending physician, what can I do? As long as nothing goes wrong, that's fine."

"I have to say, Lao Meng, you're really cunning. I admire you. Just look at what happened today; you've been cunning to the extreme."

"It's good to be cautious, it's good to be cautious," Meng Qingfei said. "Four days a week, it's also night shifts. If we're cautious, we can sleep peacefully when we get home."

After chatting for a while, Ji Xiang, seeing that it was getting late, said goodbye to Meng Qingfei.

Meng Qingfei saw Ji Xiang off at the entrance of the emergency department, bidding him a reluctant farewell, as if Ji Xiang would never come again.

When he went back to wash his hands, Meng Qingfei hesitated for a long time before washing off the spots on his wrist that Ji Xiang had drawn.

After washing his hands, Meng Qingfei wiped them on the back of his white shirt near his buttocks. He looked up at his arm, wondering to himself, "How did Xiao Ji remember that?"

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at the same time.

"Xiao Ji just gave a diagnosis like that?" Zhou Tianbo said in surprise.

"Yes," a professor said. "We were just testing Dr. Ji's skills. We figured the skills test wouldn't be too difficult for him. Even Dr. Gu praised his surgery. If he didn't get a perfect score, we'd all get scolded."

"And then? Dr. Ji made the diagnosis without saying anything?"

"He just wiped his eyes and coughed a bit," the professor said. "That's why we were wondering."

Zhou Tianbo focused intently. "Is this the inner mode?"

"What?"

"It's nothing," Zhou Tianbo shook his head. "Let's stop eating here then, it's getting late."

Back at his lodgings, Zhou Tianbo reviewed the information he had just received and became increasingly surprised.

Clinical diagnosis is, in some ways, more difficult than surgery.

Even with sufficient conditions, one may not be able to reach the correct conclusion, let alone the professor who intentionally concealed many prerequisites.

Ji Xiang...

Ji Xiang...

Zhou Tianbo suddenly felt a little worried.

His proudest achievement was getting first place in the national medical licensing exam, which caught the eye of his boss and gave him a stepping stone to success.

With his own hard work, although he wasted a lot of time in the early stages, he later became a disciple of the boss, and people like Si Qing gradually caught up.

To this day, Zhou Tianbo is still proud of being ranked first in the national medical licensing examination.

Ji Xiang wouldn't...

Thinking about it, Zhou Tianbo chuckled awkwardly, "Impossible!"

Besides having a solid foundation, I also had an element of luck in the exam, which is why I got the highest score ever – 592 points.

The full score is 600, and I only lost 8 points!

Ji Xiang probably wouldn't get such a high score.

Moreover, Zhou Tianbo heard that Ji Xiang is performing quite a few surgeries every week, and he finds it hard to understand how a resident trainee could be treated like a professor leading a group at the Second Affiliated Hospital.

One dares to use it, and the other dares to do it; they're truly bizarre.

If you look at it that way, as long as you pass the medical licensing exam, it's fine. I don't think Ji Xiang will put in much effort.

Today, people from the First Affiliated Hospital saw Zhou Tianbo off; he's returning to Beijing tomorrow, and they drank quite a bit of alcohol.

Zhou Tianbo lay on the bed and drifted off to sleep.

In his sleep, Zhou Tianbo heard Boss Gu's praise, which was what his boss said when he gave first place to Ji Xiang during the surgery competition.

Although Zhou Tianbo was not petty, this matter remained a knot in his heart.

No matter how well Ji Xiang performed the surgery, and no matter how carefree he appeared in public, this matter remained a knot in his heart.

It's not a good thing to be defeated by a resident physician.

Zhou Tianbo was woken up by anger. He looked at the neon lights outside the window and smiled helplessly.

There's still a week until the written exam. I'll go check with the Health Commission myself. I don't believe Ji Xiang can outperform me in every situation.

Zhou Tianbo didn't realize that his mindset had undergone a huge change. If he hadn't subconsciously felt that Ji Xiang could outdo him, why would he have gone to the Health Commission?

……

One week later, the national medical licensing examination concluded.

Zhou Tianbo has returned to the capital. He took advantage of the weekend to visit an acquaintance at the Health Commission to get a sneak peek at the results.

(End of this chapter)