Healing Doctor

Chapter 721 only required a head pat

"Click".

[The Gaze of a Senior Physician] has been activated.

Ji Xiang hadn't used this skill in a long time. The last time was at the Shanghai Hepatobiliary Hospital, when Qin Chu and Ji Xiang had a falling out at an academic conference. Ji Xiang used the skill to suppress Qin Chu and his apprentice.

"Are you talking to me?" Ji Xiang looked at the woman and asked calmly.

"No!" Director Bai was anxious and quickly took a few steps back to pull Ji Xiang back.

"How dare you speak to a master like that! Whose child is this!" The man, who was kneeling on the ground, looked up and coldly rebuked Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang smiled slightly and looked at the "master".

The man who was kneeling at the front stood up, his fleshy face trembling, and walked straight toward Ji Xiang with a fierce look on his face.

Director Bai grabbed Ji Xiang's clothes, trying to block him from view.

This kid is always causing trouble," Director Bai thought to himself, feeling miserable.

The hospital director may seem powerful, but there are actually many people who can keep them in check.

There have been precedents of hospital directors and others wearing mourning clothes to resolve medical disputes.

Moreover, there are quite a few similar examples.

Even if the hospital's signboard is smashed and hundreds of people are gathered at the hospital's main entrance, the hospital director can only cower in his office, trembling with fear.

They didn't dare utter a single word.

Nowadays!

The "master" has already demonstrated his magic.

The dean stood to one side like a quail, clutching his chest as if he were having a heart attack.

But Ji Xiang confronted the master face to face...

Director Bai felt very embarrassed and uncomfortable.

I really need to have a serious talk with Ji Xiang later.

If he doesn't want to kneel, he can just turn around and run away. Who cares about a young man? Even if he's asked, he can just say he was terrified and his mind went blank. Who would hold a young man accountable for his rudeness?

But Ji Xiang chose to directly confront the "master".

If you don't like something, you just have to fight it head-on. This damn temper is just like mine when I was young.

Damn it! Director Bai cursed inwardly.

however!

Ji Xiang, however, remained motionless like a heavy stone sculpture, and Director Bai couldn't budge him at all.

"Are you talking to me?" Ji Xiang asked, raising his voice as if afraid the atmosphere wasn't awkward enough.

The man with a fierce look on his face chuckled menacingly, about to rush towards Ji Xiang in the next second.

But a voice came from behind.

"I...I..."

He's a "master"!

Her words were vague, completely lacking her previous cold and sharp tone. She seemed confused, and when faced with Ji Xiang's questioning, her imposing manner vanished.

The man with a face full of scars was stunned.

He turned to look at the "master" and saw that her expression kept changing. The left side of her face, the side that resembled a man's, was trembling, as if she was struggling or running away from a natural enemy.

The woman's right cheek, however, was filled with fear and caution, as if she was afraid of angering Ji Xiang, who had just been "rude".

Both expressions on the face are incredibly clear and lifelike.

What's wrong?

The man with a face full of scars was stunned.

"If you're sick, you should see a doctor. Instead of going to the doctor, you're just playing tricks on your body. Do you know how much damage that does to your health?" Ji Xiang said gently.

When Ji Xiang said this, he was not sharp-tongued at all; he was simply blaming a patient with poor "medical compliance" and hoping that she would come to her senses.

The man with a face full of scars felt a lump in his throat and was filled with confusion.

The woman behind him had trembling muscles on her left cheek and her whole body shaking uncontrollably, as if Ji Xiang's words had caused the being inside her to vanish into thin air.

Witnessing all this, Director Bai stood there stunned, gently releasing his grip as he watched Ji Xiang walk towards the "master".

Everyone else was stunned as well.

A sudden change occurred, and no one could explain what had happened, nor did anyone know why Ji Xiang was like a natural enemy to the "master" and made him so fearful.

Of course, everyone has their own interpretation.

The burly man with a face full of scars was filled with fear, while the dean sat down heavily on the ground, panting and covered in sweat.

Director Bai was still conscious, so he quickly helped the dean up and prepared to take him away.

Regardless of whether it was a heart attack or not, the leader is definitely no longer suitable to stay in this place.

Director Bai turned around and was surprised to see Ji Xiang raise his hand and place it on Master Xin's head.

A gentle head pat?!

No matter how rich one's imagination is, Director Bai could never have imagined that Ji Xiang's simple head pat would subdue Master Xin, who was renowned throughout the provincial capital.

"How long has this been going on?" Ji Xiang asked as he walked up to the woman.

His tone was kind, yet full of authority.

"It's been more than ten years."

The woman had fully recovered. She sat on the ground, one side of her body trembling irregularly, while the other side was stiff like a puppet.

With her head held high, the woman looked into Ji Xiang's eyes and answered cautiously.

Have you seen it?

"no."

"What's bothering you?" Ji Xiang asked.

"..." The woman froze, staring blankly at Ji Xiang.

It was obvious that she didn't know what Ji Xiang was asking.

But less than a minute ago, the woman's fierce and eerie aura vanished, and now she looks...

They are no different from outpatients.

Moreover, he was the kind of patient who had no knowledge of his illness and would shake his head no matter what the doctor asked.

"Have you taken carbamazepine?" Ji Xiang asked.

The woman shook her head.

"First, go to the neurology clinic to get a carbamazepine prescription, take it in a small dose, then go to Beijing and see a neurologist," Ji Xiang said. "Get genetic testing done to see if there's really a problem with your PRRT2 16p11.2."

Ji Xiang spoke as if he were reciting celestial scripture.

Apart from Director Bai, who is a neurologist and could vaguely understand what Ji Xiang was saying, everyone else looked completely bewildered.

It was even more terrifying than the woman's trembling hands just now.

"Am I sick? Am I really sick?" the woman asked in a daze.

She seemed to be asking Ji Xiang a question, or perhaps talking to herself.

"The protein encoded by the PRRT2 gene is thought to interact with the SNAP25 protein, which plays a role in the release of presynaptic neurotransmitters. It is speculated that mutations in PRRT2 lead to a reduction in SNAP25, causing an imbalance in neurotransmitter release, which in turn caused your previous symptoms."

"However, since we didn't do any auxiliary examinations, and our Second Affiliated Hospital doesn't have any related examinations, we should hurry up and go to Beijing to check it out."

Ji Xiang looked down at the woman, his tone gentle but undeniably authoritative.

The corridor leading to the operating room was deathly silent, even more eerie and unsettling than when the woman had been displaying a yin-yang expression and speaking in a voice that was neither male nor female.

"I...I...I..." the woman stammered.

"Go ahead, hurry up," Ji Xiang said calmly. "By the way, remember to let me know what the results are. Also, make sure you take the carbamazepine first."

"Am I really sick?" the woman asked again in a daze.

Her imposing manner had been suppressed by the gaze of the senior doctor.

Ji Xiang also discovered for the first time that this skill could be used not only on doctors but also on patients.

and!

Its effectiveness on patients is no less than its effectiveness on doctors.

(End of this chapter)