Doctor of Healing

Ji Xiang turned around.

Among the crowd, Lao He sat on the ground.

Ji Xiang's anger burst out all of a sudden, he didn't know which alcoholic family he was, but he actually attacked Lao He from the internal medicine department!

He hurried over, Lao He's bones were already broken, don't break it.

However, observing all the way, Ji Xiang didn't see anyone pointing at Lao He's nose and cursing + punching or kicking.

Moreover, the people surrounding the entrance of the emergency observation room quickly faded away like a tide, as if Lao He was covered with xiang.

Ji Xiang sensed that something was wrong.

According to the behavior of the Chinese people, when encountering any excitement, there will be crowds from three floors inside and three floors outside, and they will not be able to drive them away.But now, everyone is consciously not watching the fun.

After running to Lao He's side in a few steps, Ji Xiang stretched out his hand to pull Dr. He up from the ground.

However, Lao He didn't stretch out his hand, he stared blankly at the observation room, his pupils narrowed like needles.

Ji Xiang frowned, turned around, and suddenly saw a burly man sitting on the hospital bed, with a strange smile, and seemed to be humming some little tune.

The weirdest thing was——his hands were empty, but as if he was doing embroidery, his hands kept moving in front of him.

I am!

Ji Xiang was also stunned.

It turns out that I guessed wrong!
Seeing the burly man sitting on the hospital bed, "embroidering" with an inexplicable weird smile on his face, Ji Xiang was also stunned.

No wonder Lao He sat down on the ground, because he was frightened.

The burly man had nothing in his hand, but he straightened the thread that didn't exist, and then embroidered something.

His hands moved up and down, as if he was extremely skilled in embroidery.

This!
After Ji Xiang saw the patient make a thread-stretching motion, he turned around and pulled Lao He up, and was about to stride into the ward.

"Xiaoji, you haven't changed your clothes yet." Lao He reminded tremblingly.

The strange behavior of that burly man made Lao He already scared out of his wits.

He didn't have the guts to go in.

But Lao He is an old doctor after all. In his panic, he still remembered that Ji Xiang came in in casual clothes, and there would be problems when he went to check on the patients, so he reminded him.

Ji Xiang frowned and stared at the patient, hesitated for a while, and went to change clothes instead of entering the system operating room.

The patient didn't look like he was sick, but like someone who was possessed by an evil spirit according to the legend.

Shen Lang likes this kind of thing the most.

Although Jixiang didn't believe it, he still wanted to read the medical records first to get more information.After going to the system operating room, it is best to report to the system npc.

Meng Qingfei heard the voice outside and came out. Seeing Ji Xiang trotting over, he took out the key and threw it to Ji Xiang.

After changing his clothes, Ji Xiang came out. Meng Qingfei was already standing beside the patient's bed, looking at the burly man who was "embroidering" with his chin.

This is the legendary Zhang Fei embroidery?
"Old He, what's the patient's condition?" Meng Qingfei asked.

Ji Xiang noticed that the patient's family members were not there, which meant that the patient was not seriously ill when he was sent here.

But why does a burly man sit on the bed and embroider?

Said to be neurological symptoms?

It doesn't look like it either.

Generally speaking, neurological symptoms include tremors, spasms, etc., and inability to complete fine work.

The burly man in front of him has a different appearance, he is humming a little song, and he can vaguely hear it—the wind is light, the moon is bright~
The action is also fine, at least it seems so.

It's not so much a neurological symptom, it's more like being caught by something dirty.

In the past, Ji Xiang might think so, after all, Zhang Fei has never heard of such strange things as embroidery.

I can empathize with Shen Lang's gossip that has caused Ji Xiang to "go astray", and now Ji Xiang is very interested in similar situations.

Without fear or panic in his heart, Ji Xiang squinted his eyes to observe the patient.

"The patient had a fever, and when he came, he was clear and clear, I...I..."

Lao He briefly talked about the patient's condition, but he stuttered and didn't know how to proceed.

"Fever? Persistent high fever?" Meng Qingfei beckoned the nurse to come over with a temperature gun, and then reached out to feel the patient's pulse.

The patient was concentrating on "embroidering", when Meng Qingfei stretched out his hand, he suddenly twitched.

With a "snap", his hand twitched on the back of Meng Qingfei's.

Meng Qingfei looked at the patient, and Ji Xiang also looked at the patient.

The patient's eyes were bloodshot and red, which was very scary.

Ji Xiang even felt that the patient's eyes were about to bleed.

How is this going?

High blood pressure?Or is it because the body temperature is too high to cause conjunctival hyperemia?

Countless possibilities emerged in Jixiang's mind.

"Is there anything else besides high fever?" Meng Qingfei asked simply.

"It's gone." Lao He stood at the door and said tremblingly, standing in a position where he could escape at any time, "The blood picture is also okay, the white blood cells are not very high, there is a little anemia, and the neutrophils are high."

Meng Qingfei pondered.

Ji Xiang took the temperature gun from the nurse's hand and took the patient's forehead temperature.

39.2 degrees Celsius.

High fever!

As long as he does not touch the patient, he will not resist, but concentrate on "embroidering".

He didn't even pay attention to the group of people standing beside him, and only cared about threading the needle.

Meng Qingfei was speechless, watching the patient seem to have licked the non-existent thread with his tongue, and smoothed it out with his fingers.

So many years of clinical experience seemed to be useless, and Meng Qingfei couldn't figure out what was going on with the patient after much deliberation.

Febrile convulsions, probably not.

In general, febrile convulsions are more common in children, mainly manifested as sudden general or local muscle clonic and tonic twitching, accompanied by binocular strabismus, direct vision, upward turning, and disturbance of consciousness.

There is no book in which a patient sits on a bed and embroiders.

This man was shocked, but he surprised others, but he didn't see convulsions.

"Old He, do you really have no other medical history?"

"No."

Meng Qingfei let out a deep breath, "Where are the family members of the patient?"

Although he was younger than the internist, when encountering difficulties, the internist subconsciously regarded Meng Qingfei as a superior doctor, and no matter what he said, he took it as the superior doctor's order.

"I'll go get in touch, what the hell, why did he disappear as soon as I turned around?" Lao He cursed in a low voice.

Although he looked unhappy, Lao He ran faster than a rabbit and disappeared in a flash.

Meng Qingfei was beaten by the patient, but no one was found to hold the patient down forcibly, and he was injected intramuscularly or intravenously with diazepam.

He just stood quietly beside the hospital bed, watching over the patient to prevent the patient from going berserk.

After a few minutes, Lao He stood at the door and said, "The patient's family members are burning paper outside, and they will be right back."

"Burning paper?!" Meng Qingfei was taken aback.

Internal Medicine Veteran He smiled wryly, "I don't know why, maybe it's the death day?"

"..."

Ji Xiang smelled something weird.

Even if it is the death day of a relative at home, you should not burn the paper as soon as the patient is sent over.

How big is the heart of the patient's family members to leave them behind.

There must be something strange!