Doctor of Healing

"Old Sun, don't tell a joke, what is written on it?"

"In my opinion, it's a differential diagnosis. It's really meticulous." Dr. Sun said, "I started diagnosing intestinal obstruction. There are all kinds of diagnostic basis. Although many of them are in English and the words are not coherent, I can understand it."

"and after?"

"Let's go on to identify, besides intestinal obstruction, I also did..."

Dr. Sun talked endlessly about 6 related diseases.

"The last one, superior mesenteric artery embolism, this diagnosis is like a fairy!" Dr. Sun praised, "There are not many intestinal obstructions caused by this kind of disease in clinical practice, but once encountered, almost [-]% of them will be diagnosed. Misdiagnosis."

"Uh……"

"I saw that the paper was messed up by someone. Which director of the First Affiliated Hospital is upset? What was the final diagnosis?"

Doctor Sun asked.

Director Fan simply perfunctory, fell into deep thought.

He tried to recall the scene in his mind.

Chapter 582 Unreliable Young Man

First diagnosis - bowel obstruction.

After a professional explained it, Director Fan looked at the piece of paper again and felt that it was a little more sacred, and it was no longer a ghost drawing.

But even with a professional explanation, Director Fan still couldn't understand what was written on it.Even if he looked for the three words intestinal obstruction according to the above, he found nothing in the end.

Fan Dao turned on the recording on his mobile phone and played the "differential diagnosis" explained to him by his friend, while comparing the words on the wrinkled A4 paper, he recalled Lin Jiuze's actions.

Lin Jiuze first wrote down the differential diagnosis on paper, and then looked up at the patient.

The first diagnosis was wrong, that is to say, both the deputy director of the emergency department and Mr. Miao believed that the diagnosis of "intestinal obstruction" was wrong.

So Lin Jiu bowed his head and wrote another diagnosis.

After writing, he looked up at the patient.

Did Lin Jiu have any expressions and movements during this time?Director Fan thought in a daze.

But soon he found that he couldn't recall the situation at all.

Director Fan can only roughly remember the process at that time. If he is asked to recall the details in depth, he will not be able to do it at all.

Why it came out like this? !

Director Fan was puzzled.

Contrast, recall, until the last diagnosis on the A4 paper - superior mesenteric artery embolism, Lin Jiu glanced at the patient, seemed very satisfied, directly stopped the deputy director of the emergency department and firmly asked the patient to do a 64-slice CT first Blood vessel.

It turns out that Lin Jiu was right!

All these unreasonable things caused Fan Dao to have endless doubts.

After thinking for a long time, Director Fan found that his impression of Lin Jiuze was very vague, and he only remembered that he didn't seem to be a threat.For the rest, Fan Dao's memory faded with the passage of time.

However, the time was short. Director Fan remembered that Lin Jiu wrote down the differential diagnosis and looked up at the patient.

How did he find out it was wrong?

Director Fan thought about it alone for a long time, and finally heaved a deep sigh.

Really special.

However, Director Fan immediately grinned, and Lin Jiu met the needs of the show except that he was always ignored.

Lu Gang always said that he couldn't find any young people who could stand up to the ring with Ji Xiang.

This, isn't it just right!

Even though he thought so, Director Fan still called Lin Jiuze very cautiously.

On the phone, Director Fan said politely that he wanted to visit Lin Jiuze.

After the two agreed to meet at the coffee shop on the first floor of the hotel, Director Fan led the film crew straight to the hotel.

When the time came, Lin Jiu appeared in the coffee shop in casual clothes.

Seeing the camera team preparing for the show, Lin Jiu smiled slightly, "Director Fan, do you want to record the show so late? It seems that the hotel is not included in the scope of the recording."

Director Fan stared at Lin Jiuze "hardly", not daring to move his eyes at all, for fear that he would forget Lin Jiuze's existence if he moved slightly.

"Doctor Lin, just do some daily recording."

"Daily life? You, Director Fan Da, don't exist in daily life."

Director Fan had no choice but to ask the camera team to withdraw first.

Lin Jiuze sat down with a smile, ordered a glass of ice cream, looked at Fan Dao and asked, "What do you want me to do so late?"

Director Fan didn't hide it either. After all, time was limited, and going back and forth and probing would only delay the production of the program.

"Doctor Lin, I found something strange."

As he spoke, he took out the A4 paper that Lin Jiuze had kneaded and unfolded, and spread it on the table.

Lin Jiuze's expression didn't change at all, which made Director Fan a little disappointed.

Fan Dao restrained the emotions in his heart, and began to confide his own opinions.

"Doctor Lin, do you have special abilities?" Director Fan uttered a word full of imprints of the times.

Supernatural powers were very popular in China in the 80s, leaving countless legends behind.

"Hehe." Lin Jiu smiled, "I went to the United States with my parents when I was a child. On the morning before I left, there was a heavy fog in my hometown. I wanted to say goodbye to my friends, so I groped my way in the fog. "

Director Fan had just constructed the picture Lin Jiuze was talking about in his mind, when he suddenly realized that although his eyes were looking at him, this person was no longer in his mind.

It was like entering a dream.

Director Fan immediately focused on Lin Jiuze, not daring to be careless at all.

Lin Jiuze was still as tired and lazy, as if he hadn’t noticed the change in Director Fan, and continued to preach, “The fog that day was so heavy, how can I say that I can’t see my fingers. I can walk on the streets where I grew up with my eyes closed.” , but I got lost that day."

"To put it simply, it's like a scene from Silent Hill."

"Suddenly a middle-aged man in yellow clothes appeared in front of me. He stopped me and asked, kid, what do you think I look like?"

"Uh..." Director Fan was taken aback.

What Lin Jiu said was weird and full of the atmosphere of the times, and most young people now don't know about it.

Even old people may not know this kind of feudal superstition-like story.

"I was in a hurry to say goodbye to my little friend's house and send me the paper airplane I made by myself. In addition, I was lost and lost a little time, so I continued to find my way in a perfunctory sentence."

Fan Dao had accidentally entered the picture outlined by Lin Jiuze, and shuddered involuntarily.

"The middle-aged man in yellow was a little unhappy, and stopped me from asking, just a few words, please just say a word." Lin Jiuze said, "I'm soft-hearted, and he seems to be in a hurry. Say I see you as a kind person."

"..."

Kind person, these four words do not match the scene and related legends described by Lin Jiuze at all.

That strong sense of dislocation lingered all over Fan Dao's body, making him unable to extricate himself.

"At this time, the fog cleared a little, and I saw that he was wearing an old yellow military uniform. We chatted for a while, and he took me to the children's house, and then took me home."

"I haven't seen him since then."

Lin Jiuze told a weird but off-topic "story", but Director Fan seemed to know nothing about it, and followed Lin Jiuze's train of thought.

"Okay, I'll go back to rest after I finish speaking, and see you again, Director Fan."

After Lin Jiuze finished speaking, he didn't hesitate, got up and left.

After half an hour, Director Fan had no choice but to smile bitterly.

Damn, I was actually cheated by a young man.

He picked up his cell phone and called Lin Jiuze again.

"Doctor Lin, you are a doctor, and you study natural sciences, how can you be casual... that kind of strange things are not allowed in China."

"Oh, Director Fan, you are still thinking about it." Lin Jiuze smiled brightly, "This is when I came out of the bar in Sanlitun last year. I saw weasels around the trash can. A friend of mine told me about it. I even fed the weasels. I ordered some biscuits, Director Fan, you must often go to Sanlitun, remember to feed some biscuits when you see it."

Director Fan's eyes darkened, and a mouthful of old blood was almost spurted out.

Today's young people have a spectrum.

Chapter 583 I Think You Two Are Similar

Director Fan was very helpless, but he was quite satisfied with Lin Jiu.Even if Dr. Lin Jiuzelin is a little weird, but which genius can be like an ordinary person.

Lin Jiuze and Ji Xiang are a bit similar, and Director Fan thought for a long time before realizing that the two of them are very good at nonsense.

At the very least, you should tell Ji Xiang about this matter, Director Fan understands the seriousness.It's a little late now, and the previously imagined encounter of Mars hitting the Earth didn't happen.

So Director Fan didn't delay and called Ji Xiang overnight.

"Doctor Ji Xiang, do you have time? The crew has some problems with the next episode, and I want to chat with you."

"I have time, but I'm not a director or a producer, and I'm not a financial backer, so don't tell me." Ji Xiang replied clearly.

These words were too harsh, and Director Fan froze for a moment.

Participating in variety shows and being a star, isn't that what young people like nowadays? Why do you feel that Ji Xiang has an instinctive rejection?

Slowing down a little, Director Fan sorted out his mood.

"You have contributed a lot to the show's success today, and it is due respect to tell you," Dao Fan said.

When it came to this point, Ji Xiang didn't forcefully refuse.

Fan Dao ran around all night and came to look for Ji Xiang again.

"Doctor Ji Xiang, the crew has hired a young doctor from Massachusetts General Hospital for the next episode."

Director Fan briefly introduced Lin Jiuze.

"Oh, I heard from Director Lu." Ji Xiang smiled indifferently, "It's good to have fresh blood."

"He diagnosed a patient during the audition today, it is said..." Director Fan didn't know how to describe it, he said vaguely.

"I heard about a patient with intestinal obstruction caused by superior mesenteric artery embolism." Ji Xiang said.

"Correct!"

Director Fan was surprised by Jixiang's well-informed information, but he didn't get entangled. Instead, he recounted what he had just chatted with Lin Jiuze.

"How should I put it, I think you two are somewhat similar." Director Fan said hesitantly.

"Where is it like?"

"The ability to diagnose is very strong, and the diagnosis of some intractable diseases is very accurate. From the perspective of a layman like me, I can basically be said to be a miracle doctor. And...you can always change the topic." Fan Dao said.

As he spoke, he took out a cigarette.

"Doctor Ji Xiang, take one?" Director Fan asked.

"Sorry, I don't smoke."

"Don't smoke?" Director Fan was taken aback, remembering the scene when he met the girl who was about to jump off the building that day.

Ji Xiang carried cigarettes with him, but he even told himself that he would not smoke.

Is it looking down on yourself or something else?Director Fan looked into Ji Xiang's eyes suspiciously.

Ji Xiang's eyes were clear, and he didn't seem to be lying.

"Hehe." Ji Xiang seemed to know what Fan Dao was thinking, he smiled, "I bring cigarettes because it is convenient to communicate with some depressed patients, you know, for smokers, A cigarette can bring the distance between each other closer."

"..." Director Fan was taken aback. He didn't expect Ji Xiang to say that he doesn't smoke, but he can smoke in reality.

"But usually, you should smoke less." Ji Xiang took Fan Dao's cigarettes, stuffed them into the cigarette case, and said with a smile, "Smoking is harmful to your health."

Director Fan let out a sigh.

He had a feeling that the topic was going to be diverted by Ji Xiang again, and he was going off topic.

From Ji Xiang's words, Fan Dao can come to the conclusion that Ji Xiang wants to get closer to the patient and the patient's family, but not to himself.

Although Jixiang was smiling all the time, it was a mask, and Jixiang didn't want to laugh in his heart.