"Brother Zhao, where is the anchor you want to watch? Let me take a look." Seeing Zhao Zhe stunned, Ji Xiang urged.

"Xiaoji, you are so... professional." Zhao Zhepin smacked his lips for a long time, praised it, and then sighed helplessly and found the screen of the anchor who was going to give out benefits today.

Ji Xiang was slightly startled when he saw the picture.

The anchor's picture is a standard paper man with two dimensions. I didn't expect Zhao Zhe to play such a high-end game!

Paper people can do it, they are really awesome.

"Brother Zhao, you're awesome!" Ji Xiang rarely extended his thumb in praise.

"There are too many photos now, and what you see on the live broadcast may not be... No, it's definitely not a real person. It's better to look at the paper figures, what do you think, Xiaoji." Zhao Zhe said with a very natural expression.

"What is she performing?"

"The sound is very nice. You can try it later."

The two words "sound" and "welfare" came to Ji Xiang's mind, and then an alarm sounded and a red x was marked.

But the reality is different from Ji Xiang's imagination. This is just an anchor who plays whispers, waves, chewing candy and other sounds.

There was nothing frivolous in the entire live broadcast, if the charming voice is not included.

It's completely different from what I imagined, there are no shameful things at all.

Ji Xiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He listened quietly, but Zhao Zhe was not paying attention and opened the document while listening.

"Xiaoji, I listen to the anchor and work at night. The house is empty, and it will be more lively if there is someone talking."

Ji Xiang nodded, he roughly understood what Zhao Zhe meant.

This is a very strange hobby, but it has a certain rationality. Ji Xiang smiled and listened to the sweet voice of the two-dimensional paper man.

It sounds really good, soft and sweet, and it makes the whole room popular.

After a while, Ji Xiang looked at the time.

"Brother Zhao, I'm leaving."

"We haven't broadcast the welfare yet," Zhao Zhe said.

"No wait, I have no interest in the two-dimensional paper people." Ji Xiang waved his hand.

"Then you go back and have a rest early."

"I'm going to the emergency department. Teacher Meng Qingfei is on duty today. I'll go take a look and talk to Teacher Meng."

Zhao Zhe didn't understand why Ji Xiang was so interested in the emergency department.

It seems that all the doctors I know, except Ji Xiang, are afraid of the emergency department, but Ji Xiang is a different kind.

Still young, I actually think the emergency department is good, Zhao Zhe thought to himself.

"Then I won't send you off." Zhao Zhe was not polite.

Ji Xiang waved his hand, stood up and turned around to change his shoes.

At this moment, a sweet voice came from the speakers. The anchor lady wanted to give out benefits - let fans listen to their own heartbeats.

Ji Xiang laughed, is this welfare?

Is this considered a benefit?

But combined with the appearance of the paper man, it seems to work.

Listen to the heartbeat up close.

Ji Xiang thought of a joke - a woman cheated on her, and when her boyfriend found out, she was very angry and said that she was dating a vegetarian just to listen to the stranger's heartbeat.

"When I first started working, I went to the Department of Circulation and Internal Medicine for rotation. Every morning, I wore a stethoscope to listen to the heart of each patient and measure their blood pressure." Zhao Zhe said with a smile, "Here."

He pointed to his ear.

"The stethoscope earplugs hurt me."

"This benefit is like nothing else." Ji Xiang smiled and was about to leave.

But the next second, Ji Xiang stopped, and Zhao Zhe was also stunned for a moment.

"That's not right." Ji Xiang whispered.

"Xiaoji, I think there is something wrong with the heart sounds? I'm not good at this, what do you think?"

"The first heart sound is split, considering the vibration caused by the contraction of the ventricular muscles, the sudden closure of the atrioventricular valve and the subsequent ejection of blood into the aorta."

"Yes! I'll tell you!" Zhao Zhe slapped his thigh, "The sound of leer——de——teer——de is very clear, which is the splitting of the first heart sound."

"It's caused by the different closing times of the mitral valve and the tricuspid valve. The anchor should consider going to the hospital." Ji Xiang frowned, thought for a moment and said, "If that's what it sounds like, there's something wrong with her voice."

"Voice?" Zhao Zhe was stunned.

"There is an obvious feature when she speaks - insufficient air intake and perceptible chest compression. From the moment she hears the heart sounds, I feel that every time she speaks during the live broadcast is very forced and difficult."

"Xiaoji, what disease do you think it is?"

"I didn't know." Ji Xiang shrugged and spread his hands, "It's not even auscultation. To listen to the first heart sound, you should place the stethoscope on the left edge of the sternum or the 4th and 5th intercostal space at the lower end of the sternum. Anchor, shouldn't it?

There will be such standards.”

"And she used a microphone, not a stethoscope, and the error rate is too high. Brother Zhao, please find an opportunity to remind the anchor and go to the hospital for a check-up."

"Oh oh oh."

"If she's not too old, I'll consider congenital heart disease. Based on her voice, I'll judge that surgery is needed. Brother Zhao, please talk to her and don't waste time."

Zhao Zhe was speechless.

After Ji Xiang left, Zhao Zhe immediately went to the anchor's live broadcast room to leave a message.

He honestly wrote down Ji Xiang's words in detail and sent them out.

[Medical students? Don’t you say you are busy every day? How do you have time for online consultation? 】

[The benevolence of doctors is not this kind. You are cursing the little sister.]

[Go away, a good live broadcast made you go astray.]

After Zhao Zhe sent out Ji Xiang's consultation opinions, hundreds of replies appeared in an instant, all criticizing Zhao Zhe.

He did not give up. There was indeed something wrong with the anchor's heart sound. Although he did not use a stethoscope, the iconic heart sound of leer-de-teer-de could explain everything.

Zhao Zhe copied and pasted it over and over again to remind the anchor.

About 20 minutes later, the anchor suddenly left a message.

[I did feel a stabbing pain in my chest recently. When I saw the enthusiastic brother’s message, I was a little scared. I will go to the hospital to register for a checkup tomorrow. Tomorrow’s live broadcast has been temporarily canceled. Please forgive me.]

As the host made the official announcement, the live broadcast room suddenly became excited.

Cyber ​​consultation kept popping up after being mentioned. Zhao Zhe looked at the screen blankly, finding it funny, but also feeling a little serious.

…

…

Ji Xiang didn't know that his cyber consultation had become a hot topic, so he rushed back to the hospital and went to the emergency department.

Standing at one end of the corridor, Ji Xiang smelled a familiar smell.

It was the smell of blood, sweat, vomit, and disinfectant mixed together. It was strange, familiar, and even a little friendly.

Ji Xiang is not particularly afraid of the emergency department. Anyway, he is not on duty and does not have to be responsible. He is quite relaxed.

Quickly walking to the emergency room, Ji Xiang took a look and saw that there was no rescue, so he went to the clinic.

Meng Qingfei was not in the consulting room either.

"Teacher Meng!" Ji Xiang shouted.

"Soon...Xiao Ji?" Meng Qingfei said vaguely.

Ji Xiang heard the voice and walked to the duty room, and saw Meng Qingfei walking out with a dumpling in his mouth.

"Xiaoji, when did you come back!"

Meng Qingfei said happily.
Chapter completed!