Ji Xiang looked at the female patient with pointed ears and a light blue color. If it weren't for COSER, how did the blue ears come from?

Pig reproduction and respiratory syndrome... This diagnosis was casually said by Lu Gang.

Ji Xiang was curious and held his breath and came to the system operating room.

"Teacher." Ji Xiang bowed, said hello and told the system NPC what he encountered.

"Oh, that's right." The system NPC smiled calmly.

Ji Xiang felt that he had just described the patient's blue ears, and the system NPC had an answer.

And more confident.

What is clinical experience? That's it!

"Teacher, what disease is the patient?" Ji Xiang's curiosity became even more intense, and he asked.

"Do you want to try it?" asked the system NPC.

"I feel it?"

"yes."

Ji Xiang thought about it and said that he was a female patient. What should I try on himself? Well, if you think about it carefully, it is a bit evil.

"Teacher, I will not have to empathize with my obstetrics when I am intern in gynecology in the future." Ji Xiang asked carefully.

The system NPC was stunned, laughed, and raised his hand like a chicken claw and knocked Ji Xiang.

"What are you thinking? That would not work, but someone has tried it before and found a problem, and it has been explicitly prohibited."

"Oh, that's it." Ji Xiang was relieved.

The system NPC didn't say anything and looked at Ji Xiang.

"Okay, I'll try it."

The system NPC took Ji Xiang to the next door surgery room, and the light and shadow flashed, and a "cough cough cough" sound came.

A female patient in her 30s sat in front of Ji Xiang.

“…”

Ji Xiang thought he would become a patient, but he didn't expect that he would empathize from the doctor's perspective.

And this time it's bystander mode.

"There is a wet rosy on the right side of the lung auscultation, chest X-ray indicates new heart enlargement, diffuse lesions in the middle and lower areas of the bilateral middle and lower areas, accompanied by multiple lateral interstitial lines and pulmonary vein congestion. Chest CT shows ground-glass-like shadows with mediastinal lymph node lesions."

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"Doctor, please ask me what kind of disease is my disease?" the patient asked while coughing.

Ji Xiang observed carefully and immediately found that her ears did not change color.

"Pneumonia." "I" told the patient confidently, "Be hospitalized, order antibiotics for a few days, and it will be cured soon."

"The condition is serious now. If I go home easily, I am worried that the condition will worsen and it will be difficult to recover in the future."

After repeated persuasion by "self", the patient went through the hospitalization procedures.

"Lao Luan, get off work quickly. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Ji Xiang recalled that he was also a doctor in this hospital and was a friend of "him". The two made an appointment to get off work and go to a hairdresser and go to an Internet cafe.

This is great, and Ji Xiang is used to having a normal life "here" whether it is a doctor or a patient.

Normal life is part of empathy, and Ji Xiang doesn't understand this.

"What's the rush?" said "I'm right, "At your level, I can kill you even if you turn black. I've suffered enough."

After changing clothes, the two of them went to the familiar market with each other with their arms around each other.

There are many people here, bustling with people, and there are stalls selling vegetables and used books on the roadside, full of fireworks.

"It's really a pain to be on night shifts. Every time you work, your beard grows one centimeter. Do you think someone in our duty room is drugged?" said a bad friend.

"Put the medicine? You deserve it."

"It must be androgen, otherwise you can see my beard. I just shaved it the day before yesterday. I was 24 hours a day yesterday, and today I became a greasy uncle."

"You are also very greasy, and you are already an uncle, so you don't need to change it in seconds."

The two of them walked into a barber shop while talking.

The store is not big, and it is just about dinner time, and no one is there, so I just sit down "by myself".

The boss didn't ask, it seemed very familiar and started to buzz and cut his head.

The little flat head soon appeared in the mirror. Ji Xiang felt bored. He was waiting bored to cut his head, but he was thinking about what the relationship between the patient with pneumonia and the blue ears.

"Okay, go and wash, I'll blow it for you when I come back."

"Hey, every time I think you're a serious shop." A bad friend laughed.

The barber waved his hand, showing a smile on his face that men knew.

Ji Xiang ignored what his bad friend said, and couldn't understand it, so he could only wait quietly for something to happen.

He was wondering what would happen if he went out of the clinic and encountered similar patients.

It seems that there is no good idea now.

The shadow of my heart is a bit big, which is a doubt. It is said that female patients around 30 years old should not have such symptoms.

But this is just a small doubt.

Ji Xiang really couldn't stand the "his own" hand speed when he was having fun games in the Internet cafe. It was so slow.

Especially after using the [Secret Look at the Colorful Hair] dozens or hundreds of times, Ji Xiang found that his eyes were much better. When he focused on the screen, the picture would slow down, but the other party would not move.

This ability will soar whether it is used in surgery or in e-sports.

"I"'s level is really bad, and Ji Xiang is trapped.

I went home to sleep after 10 o'clock, but I had nothing to say all night.

I went to the hospital to work the next morning, and I had some serious work. The doctor in the same group accepted the patient with pneumonia yesterday and came to "I" early in the morning to search for examination information on the computer.

It was still early and I didn't come back, but the doctor who was treated yesterday had already given azithromycin and ceftriaxone.

I started handing over the shifts and checking rounds. The professor in the group didn't look at the patient more.

It's just ordinary pneumonia, nothing good to look at.

Two hours later, I finished writing a medical record by myself and clicked on the patient's laboratory to check whether the results were found.

A series of numbers flying out of the sky shocked "self".

The leukocyte count (WCC) 21.3×109/L, C-reactive protein (CRP) 212 mg/L and N-terminal b-type natriuretic peptide precursor (NT-proBNP) 16788 ng/L were both increased, and the creatinine was 72 µmol/L.

I'll go...how could it be so tall! Ji Xiang was also shocked when he saw it.

There is indeed a problem!

"I" immediately jumped up and went to find a professor who led the group.

"The sunshine by the sea!" The professor led the group murmured after listening to the report.

Ji Xiang was stunned.

What kind of spoken language is this?

The professor led the group to arrange the examination immediately and took the patient to do it himself. Ji Xiang took this time to sort out the memory.

It turns out that this professor in the group is a doctoral student who returns from overseas. When he first came back, he always spoke English, and his oral language was you are the sun of a bitch.

The director scolded him many times for this, but later it became a weird English homophone, and bitch was pronounced as berch.

Damn, he actually scolded!

Ji Xiang reacted and was furious, but this time it was a bystander mode and he had no chance to take revenge.

I often hear people say that the superior doctors in some hospitals are particularly impatient and will scold people as long as the subordinate doctors report their work.

The various doctors that Ji Xiang personally experienced did not have this problem. They were all very good except that they were unwilling to write medical records and their writing work was relatively rough.
Chapter completed!