Doctor of Healing

Ji Xiang learned the lines in the game and said formally.

Meng Qingfei was startled.

"Squad 171 to Squad 225, azimuth 12, scale 3, elevation 30, right correction 5, high-explosive reload, fuze [-], [-] quick shots, fire!"

"..." Meng Qingfei understood what Ji Xiang meant, and he thought it was ridiculous at first, but after thinking about it, it seemed to make sense, and he laughed.

"Xiaoji, what you said seems to be the case."

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

He took out his mobile phone while the patient was going for an examination and waiting for the results to come back, and when there were no new patients.

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

Meng Qingfei's online medical treatment is different from ordinary people. Whatever he finds, he first makes a differential diagnosis.

The hints on the Internet just provided Meng Qingfei with a brand new idea.

But this time Meng Qingfei was disappointed. He searched for a few minutes, and when the patient came back with the report, he couldn't find any relevant content.

After watching the patient and prescribing the medicine, Ji Xiang asked after the patient left, "Mr. Meng, what do you gain?"

"The search term is wrong." Meng Qingfei said, "What do you think I searched for? The patient's family members described the high fever and started counting money? Or the patient sitting on the bed embroidering? These two are unreliable at first glance."

Ji Xiang also scratched his head.

Indeed, it seems that none of the symptoms of patients can be perfectly explained on the Internet.

even.

Not even a differential diagnosis.

Identify what?Can you identify the difference between the embroidery of the big man and the embroidery of the old lady?

Nonsense.

Looking at the dewy Meng Qingfei, Ji Xiang also held his breath helplessly and entered the operating room of the system.

"Teacher." Ji Xiang and the system NPC described the situation of the patients they met outside.

"Oh, that's right." The system npc nodded slightly.

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

"Sickness, of course, or what?"

The system npc suddenly smiled, and the wrinkles on his face bloomed at the same time, "Dr. Xiaoji, you didn't come in immediately, do you want to try to solve the problem yourself?"

Ji Xiang nodded slightly embarrassed.

When encountering problems, he would ask the system npc, which made Ji Xiang feel like he was looking for his parents for something, which he tried to avoid recently.

"You are doing the right thing." The system NPC gave Ji Xiang a conclusion, "How about this time as a mission?"

"Task?"

The system npc said, "Normally speaking, Zhou Congwen would have given you the task early in the morning, and left clues to guide you to solve the problem."

"..."

Ji Xiang froze for a moment.

What the system npc said seems to have some deep meaning.

"I'm not used to it. To be honest, Zhou Congwen is more suitable as a teacher."

"Teacher, no task." Ji Xiang bowed, "I'm just not sure whether it's something that science can't explain, or it's really some kind of disease. Since you said it's a disease, I'll try it."

When Ji Xiang said this, he had no confidence at all.

But he was somewhat unconvinced, because after the system npc listened to his narration, a smile appeared on his face that everything was under control.

But I still have no idea at all.

The system npc knew what Ji Xiang was worried about, and he smiled slightly, "Go and try, I will give you 6 hours. If you can't find the answer, come back and I will tell you what the disease is."

"Don't be depressed, this disease is even more difficult to diagnose than heart tumors." The system NPC then encouraged Ji Xiang, "There are still a few cases of heart tumors a year, the number is small, but there are. But the patient's situation is quite special ,you……"

Hearing what the system NPC said, Ji Xiang was refreshed.

"Teacher, do you have any hints?" Ji Xiang asked.

The system npc laughed and waved, Ji Xiang's eyes blurred, and he left the system operating room immediately.

"Xiao Ji, let's do it this way." Meng Qingfei was deep in thought. With a pen in his hand, he drew a blank piece of paper from the printer. "The patient's current symptom is 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 relatively rare, are mental symptoms." Meng Qingfei wrote the words high fever and mental symptoms on a white paper.

"Singing, singing ditties, I think it's delirium." Meng Qingfei said again.

Delirium is impaired consciousness, emotional lability, often accompanied by delusions, hallucinations, and generally brain damage.

It is also logical that hyperthermia leads to delirium.

"But delirium manifests itself in singing. Have you encountered it, Mr. Meng?"

"I met twice, one of which was a 16-year-old boy who was delirium due to high fever. Guess...forget it, I can't guess. He started singing the place where the peach blossoms are in full bloom. The voice was so thick that I thought it was Li Shuangjiang's upper body... Hahaha."

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

"The key is that the little boy is usually tone deaf and can't sing at all. But when he was delirium, he sang with a perfect accent. No one can tell why.

At that time, an old doctor told me that he met a country woman who sang an opera after she had a high fever. "

It seems that he still knows little, Ji Xiang gave himself an evaluation in his heart.

"What else, Xiaoji, help me recall."

"The patient embroidered." Ji Xiang began to imitate the patient's embroidery movements while sitting on the bed.

Although there is no physical performance, Jixiang learns it vividly, and even "performs" the movements of wetting the thread with his mouth, straightening it, and smoothing it out.

For a moment, Meng Qingfei felt a little dazed.

"Mr. Meng, what is this movement called?" Ji Xiang asked after finishing learning.

Chapter 725 Tropical Jungle Exposure History

"This is an old lady from the countryside sitting on the kang and holding the soles of her shoes." Meng Qingfei said helplessly.

All of a sudden, the two of them got to the bottom of the matter and walked into a dead end.

The patient's behavior and behavior were strange, and he began to embroider and hold the soles of his shoes. If this action can be found on the Internet, he will see the devil.

Even Meng Qingfei didn't even think about picking up the phone.

Searching on the web also requires keywords, keywords.

Nowadays, mobile phones are not so advanced in intelligence, but if it is true that the mobile phone can give the answer by taking a video, the profession of doctors will be gone.

Meng Qingfei and Ji Xiang were silent for a long time, until a patient came back with a test report.

After treating the patient, Meng Qingfei crumpled up the paper and threw it into the wastebasket. He stood up and put his hands behind his back, wiping the dark place continuously.

Seeing Meng Qingfei walking like an ant on a hot pot, Ji Xiang also started to use his brain.

If you want to see a doctor online, Jixiang will too.

With an idea, Ji Xiang felt that since embroidery and counting money could not be searched, the persistent high fever of the patient should be a breakthrough.

He picked up his mobile phone and found the entry for high fever.

However, Jixiang did not look at it from the very beginning, but directly pulled it to the position of differential diagnosis.

Number one, sepsis.

This item should be ruled out, because the patient cannot see maculopapules, rashes, skin bleeding spots and other external manifestations.

Moreover, sepsis is about relaxation fever, which is not the same as the patient's performance.

Next, tuberculosis.

This is easier to differential diagnosis, chest CT has been done, no tuberculosis lesions were seen.Although rare other organ tuberculosis cannot be ruled out, such as tuberculous meningitis, tuberculous pleurisy, peritoneal tuberculosis, lymph node tuberculosis, renal tuberculosis, etc., no systemic poisoning reaction was seen in the patient.

Ji Xiang took the mobile phone and searched one by one.

"Xiao Ji, you are searching for high fever. Where did you see it?" Although Meng Qingfei didn't look at Ji Xiang's mobile phone content, he also guessed what he was doing.

"I saw typhoid fever." Ji Xiang said.

"Although in recent years there have been occasional patients with atypical typhoid fever, and I have encountered two cases, but these patients have roseola and their expressions are indifferent. Did you see the expression on his face when he embroidered?"

Meng Qingfei asked.

"Uh, didn't pay much attention."

"A girl who looks very like spring is making clothes for the little lover."

Hearing what Meng Qingfei said, Ji Xiang got goosebumps on his back.

But the creepy sense of terror was instantly dispelled by the image of Shen Lang in Ji Xiang's mind.

Shen Lang

Long brother

Ji Xiang smiled.

"I haven't done the Feida experiment, so write it down, and try it if you really have no idea." Meng Qingfei said while thinking.

At this moment, he is like a well-known old expert in the whole country, and his gestures are full of force.

Ji Xiang knows that Mr. Meng has entered a "state", which is similar to "the gaze of a superior doctor", but it is not as simple and direct as the system skills.

He honestly wrote down the words of Feida experiment on the paper, followed by typhoid fever and a question mark.

"What's next?" Meng Qingfei asked.

"Epidemic hemorrhagic fever."

"The face and eyes are bloodshot?!" Meng Qingfei said suddenly.

Ji Xiang frowned and pondered carefully.

The patient's eyes were red, as if he had pink eye disease.

Ji Xiang felt that something was wrong, and when Meng Qingfei mentioned that patients with epidemic hemorrhagic fever may have bloodshot eyes and faces, his heart skipped a beat.

Could it be epidemic hemorrhagic fever?

"No, the patient's whole body is flushed, and the upper chest is not flushed. Although I can't see the underarms, I will go and see if there is any bleeding point." Meng Qingfei said, "Xiaoji, make a note."

"it is good."

Ji Xiang wrote down the epidemic hemorrhagic fever on the paper, put a question mark, and recorded what Meng Qingfei said about subcutaneous bleeding spots and the like.

"next."

"malaria."

After Ji Xiang finished speaking, Meng Qingfei was stunned suddenly.

"Teacher Meng?"

"Wait." Meng Qingfei was very distressed. He put his hands behind his back and rubbed vigorously on the white clothes.

"forget……"

After a few minutes, Meng Qingfei said distressedly.

"Forgot what?" Ji Xiang remembered the words of the system npc, and suddenly felt... something wrong.

It is even rarer than heart tumors, but malaria is very familiar. Ji Xiang subconsciously ruled out this diagnosis.

"I have never seen a patient with malaria. In 21 years, the WHO has declared that malaria in China has disappeared."

What Meng Qingfei said was very simple, but the meaning was very clear.

This……

Ji Xiang was startled, Meng Qingfei's words were somewhat similar to those of the system npc.

He then picked up the phone.