Doctor of Healing

Chapter 273 The Urban Legend of the Emergency Department

"The face of acute pain." Mr. Wu glanced at the patient and began to mutter to himself.

This is singing at night, emboldening himself, Meng Qingfei understands.

Facing this eerie environment, even without saying anything, I felt icy cold and extremely uncomfortable.

"Neck is soft, thyroid palpation is normal, and cardiopulmonary and abdominal examinations are normal."

"Muscle tension in both lower limbs increased, knee reflexes and Achilles tendon reflexes were hyperactive, and pathological reflexes were not elicited."

Mr. Wu checked the body bit by bit, and he hasn't seen anything unusual up to now.

Moreover, his physical examination was different from usual. Usually, urologists would definitely not check the thyroid gland.

After a little longer, Mr. Wu also relaxed a little bit, he smiled, "Brother Meng, your methods of scaring people are getting better and better."

"..." Meng Qingfei was speechless.

"I don't feel anything except that the room is a little colder." Mr. Wu put on his gloves with a smile, and began to check the operation area for a urological examination.

"In your emergency department, there are many dead people. I always feel that your emergency room is very cold. Every summer, you are sweating outside, and you feel cool when you arrive in our emergency room."

"It's called a gust of wind, and you actually feel cool." Meng Qingfei said angrily.

"No, what a joke, it's still windy." Mr. Wu smiled, "The purse is not long..."

Mr. Wu began to check the operation area.

"I don't see anything abnormal." Mr. Wu took a minute to check carefully, but he didn't see anything weird. He put down the operation area and looked up at the ECG monitoring. "The patient's vital signs are also stable. , I said, did you have a collective hallucination?"

"..." Meng Qingfei remained silent, staring at the patient's surgery area.

"Recently, I read some articles, all about collective hallucinations, and I always felt that something was wrong. The articles were written like a neuropathy. By the way, I followed a blogger when I watched the short video. The patients have nothing to do with our urology department. , Let’s look inside and outside.”

"The blogger of the short video seemed to be taking medicine. He was talking about it, but today he was hospitalized in the Temple of Heaven. That buddy really has an intracranial tumor. Emotionally, he is very optimistic. I am going to watch his live broadcast if nothing happens. .”

Mr. Wu was nagging.

He talked a lot today. Although he said that the patient was fine, the air in the emergency room was a bit cold today, and Wu always felt like his tongue was frozen when he breathed.

She looked fine, but Mr. Wu's heart was beating violently.

Mr. Wu knew who Meng Qingfei was. If he was a general doctor, it would be enough for Mr. Wu to call Dr. XX, but for Meng Qingfei, he had to call Brother Meng.

As an old emergency doctor, Meng Qingfei has almost never been misdiagnosed in Mr. Wu's memory.

Although he is cautious and stable like an old dog, he does not do many tasks that should be done in the emergency department, and sometimes he is unwilling to remove a thread, but he has his own reasons.

If even Meng Qingfei said that today, there must be something wrong.

Mr. Wu felt that something was wrong.

He forced himself to be calm, turned around, took off the sterile gloves and threw them into the medical waste bin.

"Brother Meng, then I'll go back." Mr. Wu said, "It really has nothing to do with our urology department..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly saw Meng Qingfei's pupils shrink, and a shadow flashed in the pupils.

Mr. Wu shivered in fright, turned his head as fast as he could, and his cervical spine made a creaking sound.

After the physical examination, he covered the patient with a blue sterile sheet.

This is the most basic, otherwise what should the patient do if he is frozen, and what should be done will be done easily.

At this time, the sterile sheet that was supposed to cover the patient's body bulged out, and the bulge was still moving.

"Uh..." There was a gurgling sound in Mr. Wu's throat.

Meng Qingfei stepped forward and grabbed the blue sterile sheet and opened it.

The surgery area was congested and looking up, Mr. Wu was a little at a loss.After working in urology for so many years, I have seen many comatose patients, but there are very, very few cases of sudden hyperemia in coma.

According to Meng Qingfei's description, next...

Mr. Wu's body seemed to be frozen, and he turned into a strange posture, silently watching the surgery area congested and raising his head.

I don't know if it was Meng Qingfei's verbal inducement, but Mr. Wu seemed to see a transparent figure swaying on the patient's body.

And the operation area was also trembling following the movement of the transparent figure.

After more than 20 seconds, a stream of blood appeared.

The blue sterile sheet quickly stood between Bloody and Mr. Wu, preventing Mr. Wu from being sprayed all over his head and face.

Meng Qingfei changed the form and kept the one covered with red bloody liquid.

"Mr. Wu, did you see it?"

"Hehehe..." Mr. Wu trembled, his upper and lower teeth collided, making a sound.

People who work in medicine are all materialistic. Although they usually joke about believing in the god of the night shift, that's just a joke.

There are many legends about ghosts and gods in the hospital, but at most they are just urban legends, which cannot be counted.

but
in front of you!

Mr. Wu witnessed a strange event with his own eyes!
Is it really like in Liaozhai, the scholar met Hu Xian'er, and then all died?
How many times has this happened, and what comes out is no longer prostatic fluid but bloodshot.

If it goes on like this, will it really be like in "Jin Ping Mei" that the patient squirts blood and dies like Ximen Qing?

Mr. Wu's mind was in a mess, and he forgot where he was for a while.

"Mr. Wu, go out and talk." Meng Qingfei yelled, but Mr. Wu looked at the patient blankly, as if he didn't hear him.

Meng Qingfei simply dragged Mr. Wu out of the emergency room.

One step away, there are two worlds inside and outside the door.

The room was freezing cold, as if something had lowered the temperature in the emergency room; outside the room, there was a world of smoke and fire, very warm.

Mr. Wu was dragged to the corner by Meng Qingfei in a daze.

"President Wu, call your director." Meng Qingfei said, "And who is the most vicious doctor in your department? Call to see the situation. I'm not superstitious, sometimes you have to believe, ghosts are also afraid of evil people."

"Oh oh oh, I'll call right away."

Meng Qingfei was also puzzled, he didn't understand what is going on with today's patients.

Why do patients squirt out one after another? It is clear that there is nothing wrong with the physical examination, but they are always congested. If they continue to squirt, there is only one ending-all deaths.

Meng Qingfei's thoughts are also a little messy, and his years of clinical experience are useless.

No one knows what happened to the patient.

correct!

Oh shit! !
Meng Qingfei scolded himself.

Because of fear, I was also a little confused. Up to now, I only have a physical examination, but I haven't asked about the medical history.

Meng Qingfei raised his hand and slapped his face lightly to wake himself up.

"You call first, and I'll ask about the medical history."

(End of this chapter)