Doctor of Healing

Chapter 124 Has It Come Out (League advocates Lin Min plus more×3)

"Don't be afraid." Doctor Hei Zhuang smiled, "I won't do anything to you, why are you so shy as an old man?"

It's okay not to explain, but when he explained, Ji Xiang felt even more scared.It's not pure fear, but mixed with extremely complicated thoughts.

But he came to see a doctor and was a patient, Ji Xiang comforted himself.

He untied his belt, took off his trousers, and knelt on the examination bed.

A strange sense of shame arises spontaneously.

"After a while, someone may want to add you on WeChat, saying that you are a patient, don't believe it." Dr. Hei Zhuang started to do something, and Ji Xiang guessed that it should be smearing paraffin oil on disposable gloves.

Although I can predict every step, the sense of crisis in my heart is very real.

If you go out to see a doctor by yourself and encounter similar patients, you must be gentle, Ji Xiang warned himself.

"Doctor, what kind of patient group?" Ji Xiang tried to make himself forget all this and his fear.

"It's not good to say too much, you better remember not to add it."

As he spoke, a sudden pain came.

This kind of pain is different from the pain of urinary stones. It is not heart-piercing. After a short period of pain, Jixiang even has a feeling of entering the moment of a sage.

"Come out yet?"

"..."

"Come out yet?"

"..."

Dr. Hei Zhuang's question made Ji Xiang a little ashamed. He recalled that he asked patients like this during his internship.

If there is a next time, I must say a few more words, even if there are more patients, I must explain clearly.

Ji Xiang thought to himself.

A glass slide was handed to Ji Xiang, and a few seconds later, a few drops of wet and warm liquid flowed out. Ji Xiang tried to stabilize his mind, so that he would not lose his composure, and tried to catch the liquid with the glass slide.

The doctor took the slide, put it under the microscope, took off his gloves and fiddled with the microscope for more than ten seconds.

"It's okay." Dr. Hei Zhuang said, "I'll prescribe medicine for you, just follow the instructions when you go home."

"Is there anything I noticed?" Ji Xiang asked.

Dr. Hei Zhuang picked up a piece of paper that had been printed out from the table in the consulting room and handed it to Ji Xiang, and then he began to prescribe medicine on the computer.

【1. Do not hold back your urine for a long time. If you hold back your urine for a long time, it will affect the detrusor function of the bladder, resulting in damage to the detrusor function of the bladder, which will lead to the aggravation of benign prostatic hyperplasia.

2...

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That piece of paper was written in great detail, all of which Ji Xiang knew.

This is a little cold and full of distance.But there are still 22 patients outside, and it seems that there is no time to explain clearly to all patients.

While watching, Ji Xiang evaluated Dr. Hei Zhuang's actions in his heart.

The main reason is...Ji Xiang really doesn't want to recall the scene of kneeling on the medical bed just now.

What a shame.

The doctor stopped talking, and Ji Xiang also knew that in his opinion, he was the most common and not serious type of patient, and it would be a waste of time to say one more sentence.

Out of the consulting room, ready to pick up the medicine and go home.

A middle-aged man came over with a kind face.

"Brother, you also have prostatitis?"

Ji Xiang remembered what the doctor told him, and nodded cautiously.

"They are all patients, let's join a group." The middle-aged man said, "We will have more channels to know who will find a good treatment in the future."

This made sense, and Ji Xiang couldn't help being moved.

In addition, in the empathetic system, Jixiang has no taboos, he nodded, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the QR code.

Scan the QR code to join the group, the middle-aged man smiled, "See you by fate."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, with a good grasp of the boundary between people.

Ji Xiang was a little puzzled and glanced at the group.

This is a large group with more than 300 people. The name of the group is a bit strange-Qiangao.

What is the front height?

Jixiang has never heard of this word, but geographically, I have encountered some words such as front high and back low.

Ji Xiang didn't care, turned off his cell phone, took the medicine and went home.

The lover took his daughter to a summer camp, and the family was rarely quiet.

Jixiang also knows that it is the system that makes him feel the distress of benign prostatic hyperplasia, rather than making himself feel like a home.

Finally back home, Ji Xiang's tense heart suddenly relaxed.

With a dry mouth, Ji Xiang drank a bottle of water, changed his clothes, and lay comfortably on the sofa waiting for the urge to urinate.

He was still young, and many words were written in books, so he couldn't understand them.

For example, words such as frequent urination, urgency, and endless urination can be memorized back and forth, but Ji Xiang doesn't understand the specific meaning.

After a few hours, Jixiang understood...

He sat on the toilet at home for more than 20 minutes, feeling tick-tock, as if he could never urinate cleanly.

Jixiang remembered the math problems he did in elementary school, one for the water outlet and one for the water inlet.

But now the problem I am facing is that tons of water has been poured in, but there is a problem with the outlet pipe.

At this moment, Ji Xiang clearly understood the meaning of the urologist's self-deprecating saying that he was a sewer.

It is true that the sewer is blocked, and Ji Xiang seems to be able to hear a "ton" every drop.

Alas, although there is no near-death pain like urinary stones, the feeling of being unable to urinate and the "sewer" being blocked is too uncomfortable.

Jixiang was bored, his lower abdomen was swollen, but he couldn't urinate. Fortunately, he was at home. If he was in the public bathroom and listened to the end of the people next to him, but he was always brewing and brewing, that feeling would be really fucked up. .

Taking out his mobile phone, he was not in a hurry anyway, Ji Xiang was going to check Moments to pass the time.

When I opened WeChat, a group was manually pinned to the top, and the numbers under the frame kept increasing.

The former high group.

Ji Xiang opened this group curiously, a series of congratulations, and some people asked for advice on how to do it.

Pulling up, Ji Xiang found the message that caused a sensation at the beginning.

【I found it! 】

【Congratulations, how do you feel? 】

[When the front is high, the parts below the waist are almost completely numb, the whole body is completely relaxed, without any effort, waves come slowly like waves.

The whole lower body seemed to be torn apart, but it didn't hurt.

As if floating in the air, and completely collapsed and lost gravity, every nerve of mine is relaxed and happy, and will not be swayed by any distracting thoughts. 】

This is wool?

Ji Xiang looked at the man's description silently and fell into deep thought.

[The lower body is like being introduced into a cylindrical airflow. As the airflow rotates, translates, moves away, and draws closer, this charming feeling lasts for more than 10 minutes. It is so comfortable that I even laughed out loud Voice. 】

Ji Xiang looked at it, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

As if the group had a virus, Ji Xiang quit immediately, then opened the search page and started looking for the word Qiangao.

(End of this chapter)