Healing Doctor

Chapter 727 Try it yourself first

"Every time I see this kind of scene, I think it's too ridiculous," Meng Qingfei said. "My understanding is that it's about being ruthless and not talking much. If you really have the ability, whoever is being nosy should speak first. After the fight, it's time to call it a day and go home to sleep, isn't that better?"

"Voldemort is a chatterbox, always wanting to communicate. We're sworn enemies, yet he still talks so much."

Ji Xiang knew that Meng Qingfei had no ideas, so he just said whatever came to mind.

The reason he said that must have been because he believed there was a small chance that the patient's condition was a superstitious or supernatural phenomenon that science had not yet reached a conclusion on.

With this thought in mind, Ji Xiang remembered Shen Lang.

Shen Lang had a huge impact on Ji Xiang, so much so that Ji Xiang still thinks about that gossipy guy all the time.

He pricked up his ears and mimicked Shen Lang's smiling voice, saying, "Teacher Meng, I've thought about this question too."

"You agree, right?"

"That's not necessarily true."

"Hmm?" Meng Qingfei opened his eyes, slumped into the chair, and turned to look at Ji Xiang.

Let me give you an example.

Meng Qingfei sat up and looked at Ji Xiang.

"Coordinate correction, target position 3, 5, 7, distance 27, high explosive, proximity fuse, one base value!"

Ji Xiang spoke very formally, mimicking lines from the game.

Meng Qingfei was taken aback.

"Squads 2 to 7, bearing 171, sights 225, elevation 12, right correction 3, high explosive load, fuse 30, 5 rounds rapid fire, fire!"

"..." Meng Qingfei understood what Ji Xiang meant. He initially found it absurd, but upon reflection, it seemed to make sense, and he burst into laughter.

"Xiao Ji, what you said seems to make sense."

After being distracted, Meng Qingfei seemed to be in a better mood.

He took out his phone while patients were getting tests done and waiting for results, when there were no new patients.

Ji Xiang knew that Meng Qingfei was going to go online to see a doctor again.

Meng Qingfei's approach to seeking medical advice online differs from that of ordinary people; whatever content he finds, he first performs a differential diagnosis.

The online suggestions only provided Meng Qingfei with a new perspective.

But this time Meng Qingfei was disappointed. He searched for several minutes, until the patient returned with the report, but he still couldn't find the relevant information.

After seeing the patient, prescribing the medication, and having the patient leave, Ji Xiang asked, "Professor Meng, what did you learn?"

"The search terms are wrong," Meng Qingfei said. "What do you think I should search for? A patient's family member describing a persistent high fever and starting to count money? Or a patient sitting on the bed embroidering? Neither of those sounds plausible."

Ji Xiang scratched his head.

Indeed, it seems that no patient's condition can be perfectly explained online these days.

even,

Even differential diagnosis is impossible.

What are you trying to distinguish? The difference between a burly man embroidering and an old lady embroidering.

Nonsense.

Seeing Meng Qingfei covered in dew, Ji Xiang helplessly held his breath and entered the system operating room.

"Teacher," Ji Xiang told the system NPC about the patients he had encountered outside.

"Oh, I see." The system NPC nodded slightly.

"Teacher, the patient is sick, right?" Ji Xiang looked at the system NPC with great anticipation.

"Of course it's because they're sick, what else could it be?"

The system NPC suddenly broke into a smile, all the wrinkles on his face blooming at once. "Dr. Ji, why didn't you come in immediately? Were you trying to solve the problem yourself?"

Ji Xiang nodded, slightly embarrassed.

When he encounters a problem, he asks the system NPC for help, which makes Ji Xiang feel like he needs to turn to his parents for help. He has been trying to avoid this recently.

"You did the right thing," the system NPC concluded for Ji Xiang. "So, how about we consider this a mission?"

"Task?"

The system NPC said, "Normally, if it were Zhou Congwen, he would have given you the task long ago and left clues to guide you in solving the problem."

"..."

Ji Xiang was stunned for a moment.

The system NPC's words seemed to have a deeper meaning.

"I'm not used to it. To be honest, if we're talking about being a teacher, Zhou Congwen is more suited to it."

"Teacher, no need for a task." Ji Xiang bowed. "I'm just unsure whether it's something science can't explain, or if it really is some kind of disease. Since you said it's a disease, then I'll give it a try."

Ji Xiang spoke without any confidence.

But he was somewhat unconvinced, because after listening to his account, the system NPC wore a knowing smile.

But I still had no ideas at all.

The system NPC knew what Ji Xiang was worried about. He smiled slightly and said, "Go and try. You have six hours. If you can't find the answer, come back and I'll tell you what the illness is."

"Don't be discouraged. This disease is even harder to diagnose than a heart tumor," the system NPC then encouraged Ji Xiang. "We only see a few cases of heart tumors a year, they're rare, but they do happen. But this patient's situation is rather special, you..."

Ji Xiang perked up when he heard what the system NPC said.

"Teacher, is there any hint?" Ji Xiang asked.

The system NPC chuckled, waved, and Ji Xiang's vision blurred as he left the system's operating room.

"Xiao Ji, what should we do?" Meng Qingfei was deep in thought, holding a pen and pulling a sheet of white paper from the printer. "The patient's current symptoms are fever. What do you think counting money and embroidery are?"

"Mental symptoms!" Ji Xiang immediately followed Meng Qingfei's train of thought.

"Yes, mental symptoms. Although they are relatively rare, they are mental symptoms." Meng Qingfei wrote the words "high fever, mental symptoms" on a piece of white paper.

"Singing, singing little tunes, I think that's delirium," Meng Qingfei added.

Delirium is characterized by impaired consciousness, emotional instability, and is often accompanied by delusions and illusions. Generally speaking, it is a manifestation of brain damage.

High fever can cause delirium, which makes sense.

"But has Professor Meng ever encountered delirium manifesting as singing?"

"I've encountered this twice. One time, a 16-year-old boy was delirious with a high fever, and guess what... never mind, you'd never guess. He started singing 'Where the Peach Blossoms Bloom.' That voice, so deep and resonant, made me think it was Li Shuangjiang channeling him... hahaha."

"Uh... there really is such a thing." Ji Xiang was speechless.

"The key point is that the little boy is usually tone-deaf and can't sing at all. But when he's delirious, he sings perfectly, and no one can say why."

An old doctor once told me about a woman from the countryside who sang opera after developing a high fever. She was even singing an old male role. When he saw her, he heard her sing a couple of lines and almost cried out for her.

It seems I still don't know enough, Ji Xiang mentally assessed himself.

"What else? Xiao Ji, can you help me remember?"

"The patient is embroidering." Ji Xiang began to imitate the patient's movements of sitting on the bed and embroidering.

Although it was a performance without props, Ji Xiang's imitation was incredibly lifelike. He even "performed" the actions of using his mouth to wet the thread, straighten it, and smooth it out.

For a moment, Meng Qingfei felt somewhat dazed.

"Teacher Meng, what's this move called?" Ji Xiang asked after learning it.

(End of this chapter)