Healing Doctor

Chapter 693 Using Baidu for Medical Treatment (Part 2)

"Teacher Meng, how can we stop them?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Does the doctor have the authority to do this? Stop it, don't overthink it." Meng Qingfei used the word "authority," and Ji Xiang thought for a moment, then fell silent.

"The problem is with the blue spots on the patient's ears."

"I have some on hand too."

"Oh?!" Meng Qingfei thought for a moment, but couldn't remember.

He closed his eyes again, muttering something. After a long time, a patient came in and interrupted his thoughts.

It's hard to concentrate on thinking about problems while on duty, and the small blue spots on the patient's ear are difficult to spot. It's really hard to deduce the problem based on just such a small detail.

Ji Xiang felt that only a system NPC could directly provide the answer.

But for some reason, Ji Xiang didn't go into the operating room today.

He and Meng Qingfei "solved the mystery" with great interest.

About an hour later, the people dispersed, and the corridor became much quieter. Only then did Ji Xiang and Meng Qingfei go to see the patient.

The patient had his stomach pumped, 8000 ml of warm water was poured in and then he vomited it out. He was already half dead from the ordeal.

He was lying on the observation bed, receiving an IV drip.

The liquid is essentially a sugar-salt solution, with added vitamin C and potassium to prevent electrolyte imbalance.

"What happened?" Meng Qingfei asked the emergency room doctor.

"A patient with osteoarthritis and depression, who is on medication," said the emergency room doctor. "They said the osteoarthritis in both knees is quite severe, causing functional impairment. Recently, he hasn't been able to go downstairs, and his mood has been getting worse."

"That's not necessarily true. There were other people coming just now. What were they doing?"

The emergency room doctor gave Meng Qingfei a wink, and the two went outside and came to the examination room.

"What did the patient do to deserve this three years ago?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Meng Qingfei said. "That's all feudal superstition."

"Old Meng, I'm telling the truth. There's someone around here who claims to be able to see things, and ever since she gained that ability, she's started to look more and more like a fox. Did you know that?"

"I know, when our hospital was being expanded, we consulted her for feng shui. I heard that she later went to the capital, but died not long after."

"Good to know," said the emergency room doctor. "We don't have to believe it, but we can't talk nonsense."

Meng Qingfei nodded.

Ji Xiang was completely confused. They were clearly talking about a past event, which even concerned the feng shui of the Second Affiliated Hospital during its expansion.

Ji Xiang is very accepting of this matter.

The wealthier and more powerful people are, the more they believe in these things.

My father knew a little about this, but only about Plum Blossom Divination.

"Go on," Meng Qingfei said cautiously.

"Three years ago, the patient's urine started to change color. I just saw that his underwear was covered in black spots."

"How many years has it been since you changed your underwear?" Meng Qingfei asked.

"It was changed yesterday," the emergency room doctor said. "They said there was too much miasma or something similar in his body, which is why even his urine is black."

"..." Meng Qingfei smiled wryly, "I told you we should get our blood tested."

"It's been drawn," the ER doctor said. "It's red, but I still believe it."

Meng Qingfei shrugged. "Sigh, do you think I can tell that a patient's blood isn't even red?"

"Old Meng, I've already told this patient to be observed overnight, and if everything's fine tomorrow, he can go home. His family also thinks there's nothing to worry about, and they even had someone perform a ritual to clear his name, so they agreed to let him leave the observation period. I'm telling you, please don't cause any trouble!"

Meng Qingfei smiled slightly.

"Old Meng! I heard what those people were saying, don't get angry with them!" The emergency room doctor, knowing Meng Qingfei's situation, advised him.

"I don't."

"Did you feel uncomfortable after being scolded a few times, and then wanted to make a diagnosis for the patient, thus cutting off their source of income?"

"The middle sentence is what I came up with, but the first and last two sentences aren't," Meng Qingfei said.

These words were rather complicated, and it took Ji Xiang a moment to understand what Meng Qingfei meant.

"Old Meng, I'm telling you this very seriously, the farther away the better," the emergency room doctor reiterated.

"Alright, alright, I understand." Meng Qingfei waved his hand and said, "I noticed small blue spots on the patient's ears and palms. What are your thoughts on that?"

"I don't know. I saw it when they were pumping my stomach. It seemed very strange and a bit eerie. I don't want to get involved with them."

Meng Qingfei chatted with the emergency room doctor for a few more minutes to learn about the patient's basic condition.

The patient is a 56-year-old male who has had bilateral knee pain for 10 years, accompanied by morning stiffness that lasts for more than half an hour.

Three years ago, the patient began experiencing dark stains on his underwear after urinating.

Physical examination: Scattered bluish-black spots on the skin of both auricles and fingers; swelling of both metacarpophalangeal and interphalangeal joints; limited lumbar flexion.

The patient came to the emergency department because he had attempted suicide by overdose, and all other tests were related to the medication.

The emergency room doctor was busy, so Meng Qingfei thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Ji."

"Yes, Teacher Meng."

"You... never mind, I'll do it." After saying that, Meng Qingfei got up and went to the treatment room to get a pair of PVC film gloves and a cup. He then went to the observation room to have the patient's family collect urine.

Half an hour later, the urine cup was placed in front of Meng Qingfei and Ji Xiang.

"Teacher Meng, do you suspect it's porphyria?" Ji Xiang asked.

"No," Meng Qingfei said softly, looking at the cup of urine. "Could the black stains on your underwear be due to an enlarged prostate, incomplete urination, and urine dripping onto your underwear?"

"I remember a medical drama from a few years ago where they collected urine and observed it for several hours. They found the urine had turned red and diagnosed it as porphyria. I've never heard of urine turning black."

"Urine can turn into various colors, and each color represents a different disease, but I haven't looked into the specifics. It's not very common in clinical practice, and this is the first time I've encountered black urine."

As the two looked at the glass of yellow, foamy urine, Ji Xiang thought of apple juice made from a juicer.

You know what, it really does look a bit like it.

"Observe it and see if it changes color. The black stain on the underwear is most likely caused by incomplete urination," Meng Qingfei said, squinting at the urine.

"You young lad who can pee three feet against the wind won't understand, but you'll when you get older. Why make such a simple truth so complicated?"

Ji Xiang really wanted to go to the system's operating room, but he forced himself to hold back.

Soon, a patient came for treatment, and Meng Qingfei rushed out to help, with the two taking turns watching the glass of urine.

It was a strange night. Ji Xiang never imagined that he would stare intently at a glass of urine for hours.

It wasn't until after 11 p.m. that Ji Xiang vaguely noticed that his urine seemed to have changed color.

His first thought was that his eyes were playing tricks on him, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously.

It wasn't my eyes playing tricks on me; the urine really did change color right before my eyes!

"Teacher Meng!" Ji Xiang shouted.

(End of this chapter)