Healing Doctor

Chapter 528 Yuanfang, what do you think?

Soon, the camera shifts, and the female patient walks back.

After wiping off her lipstick, it was clear under the camera that her lips were pale, which looked very abnormal.

Several experts frowned; it was clear they also noticed something was wrong.

"How long have you been experiencing this?" Director Yang asked.

"It's been a few months, I didn't really notice," the female patient said. "It's probably because I'm anemic."

Women who experience heavy bleeding during their menstrual cycle may develop anemia, which is nothing to worry about.

But after Diejia Jixiang said that, the experts whispered a few words and had a nurse take the patient to have his blood drawn for testing.

"Old Yang, what do you think?" a doctor asked.

"I don't know," Director Yang said cautiously.

Director Yang dared not speak recklessly in front of the camera; he was very cautious. The patient's special circumstances further amplified this caution.

"That shouldn't be the case. If it's carbon monoxide poisoning... she could get poisoned just from eating a few hot pot meals?"

"Let's see the results. Just a moment, it'll be quick."

"This is the only way."

……

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In the commentary booth, the bald host grinned and asked, "Professor Shen, what's your opinion?"

Carbon monoxide poisoning is common; in the United States, more than 5 cases of carbon monoxide poisoning are treated in emergency rooms each year. Sources of carbon monoxide include faulty stoves, inadequate ventilation in heating systems, and exposure to engine exhaust fumes.

"There are no detailed statistics on domestic data, but I estimate that the percentage should be slightly higher than that of the United States."

"Clinically, most cases are acute carbon monoxide poisoning."

"But this isn't how I understand carbon monoxide poisoning," the bald host said with a smirk. "It seems like you have to be rushed to the hospital in the emergency room. Isn't suicide by burning charcoal the same as carbon monoxide poisoning?"

"Yes." Professor Shen nodded. "The symptoms of carbon monoxide poisoning are not specific. Mild exposure can cause headaches, muscle pain, dizziness, or neuropsychiatric damage. Severe exposure to carbon monoxide can lead to confusion, loss of consciousness, or death."

"You're talking about severe carbon monoxide poisoning, but the patient... may have had mild exposure."

As Professor Shen spoke, he realized the contradictions in his own judgment and hesitated.

At the same time, the screen split in two, and Ji Xiang moved to another location. He smiled and explained, "Patients with subclinical exposure may only realize they have been poisoned after an acute event or when they accidentally discover a carbon monoxide leak."

Although Director Bai and Director Liu, who were sitting in the old shop in Yiyang, were both professionals, they did not have a deep understanding of carbon monoxide poisoning, a "rare" disease. They were stunned and could not say a word.

But when they followed Ji Xiang's judgment, they found it to be perfectly logical and reasonable.

Although all of this is incredible, it makes sense from Ji Xiang's logical point of view.

Carboxyhemoglobin levels may not necessarily be a problem; what Ji Xiang said was only one possibility.

But this isn't a clinical consultation; it's a variety show. Since it's being broadcast, does that mean Ji Xiang is right?

Director Bai frowned in deep thought.

"Old Bai, what do you think?"

"Don't talk like that. Ask Yuanfang what you think," Director Bai said casually. "I reckon this is a serious matter. We need to rule out a criminal case first."

"A criminal case?!" Director Liu exclaimed in surprise.

"Symptoms only become more pronounced after prolonged and frequent exposure to low-density carbon monoxide. The key issue is that when you come to the hospital with these symptoms, the doctors don't have much to say."

Director Liu nodded as he recalled the part of Ji Xiang's consultation.

Indeed, if I encountered such a patient in my outpatient clinic, I would definitely have her get a head CT scan, and at most, wait in line for neuronal testing. Who would bother checking a dance teacher's carboxyhemoglobin?

Are you just bored and have nothing better to do?

If Ji Xiang had encountered this patient in the outpatient clinic, he probably would have sent him away.

This time, however, because the middle-aged woman in the nursing department deliberately made things difficult for Ji Xiang, Ji Xiang asked a few more questions.

It was such a coincidence that even Director Bai was somewhat dazed when he recalled the whole incident.

"Old Bai, how did Ji Xiang make the diagnosis?" Director Liu asked in a low voice.

At this moment, as Director Liu looked at Ji Xiang's smile on TV, he felt a slight sense of awe and even spoke in a much softer voice.

As a veteran clinician, he was unable to reconstruct Ji Xiang's brain circuitry.

Although there are some clues that can be found by going back in time, it is still as elusive as a gazelle hanging its horns.

"I don't know, I have absolutely no idea." For the first time, Director Bai admitted that he himself was also clueless.

Director Liu didn't praise Ji Xiang; his mind wasn't on that either. He was intently watching television, not even blinking.

The program was edited; less than a minute later, a female doctor walked in with a form.

"Boss, your carboxyhemoglobin level is 18%."

"!!!"

actually

it is true!

Ji Xiang guessed right again!

The experts present all crowded around, eager to see the values ​​on the lab report.

The numerical values ​​appeared clearly on the lab report, in black and white, proving that the patient really did have chronic carbon monoxide poisoning!

"Do you usually eat charcoal hot pot?" Director Yang asked.

"My boyfriend likes to eat authentic Beijing-style charcoal hot pot," the female patient replied absentmindedly.

"How often should I eat it?"

"About a week."

"Do you open the windows to ventilate the room after each meal?"

The female patient thought carefully, then shook her head, indicating that she did not.

That's it. Incomplete combustion of charcoal in a charcoal hot pot releases carbon monoxide. Short-term exposure is fine, but if you stay indoors for extended periods, especially once a week…

"Admit them to the hospital first and receive symptomatic treatment," an expert said cautiously.

After the patient was taken away by another doctor, all the experts in the room walked out at the same time.

Their destination is self-evident.

Soon, they arrived at the consultation room that had been specially set up for the program crew.

"Xiao Ma, you can go out now," Director Yang said rudely to the woman sitting in front of Ji Xiang.

The woman nodded and turned to leave.

"Dr. Xiao Ji, how did you make that diagnosis?" Director Yang asked.

"What is your carboxyhemoglobin level?" Ji Xiang asked in return.

"Carboxyhemoglobin level is 18%."

"Teacher Yang, let's call the police," Ji Xiang said.

"!!!"

The experts in the room and everyone watching the program on the network terminal were stunned.

How did this lousy show turn from a workplace newbie's struggles to a crime drama?!

Moreover, Ji Xiang said this with utmost seriousness, without a trace of joking or teasing.

The youthful passion and sense of justice, embodied in the act of helping others to smooth over uneven roads, are vividly displayed.

Only at this moment did Ji Xiang resemble a young person who had just entered society.

(End of this chapter)