Doctor of Healing

"Old He, is there anything special about the medical history?" Meng Qingfei asked again.

"..." Internal Medicine Doctor He scratched his head.

He also knew that his medical history was definitely not enough.

But in the emergency department, there are so many patients, if every patient asks about the medical history in detail, he will have to be prescribed by the angry family members of the patient that night.

He also knew that Meng Qingfei was just in a hurry.

Who is not surprised to see a strong man sitting on a bed embroidering.

Lao He didn't even dare to enter the door, thinking that the surgeon should be more courageous.

Meng Qingfei and Ji Xiang stood in the ward, surrounded by the strange scene of Zhang Fei's embroidery, which was so strange to the bone.

After more than ten minutes, a middle-aged woman hurried back.

When she entered the room, she was startled when she saw the strange appearance of the burly man, but she bravely yelled twice, and seeing the patient ignored her, she took out the lighter from her pocket.

Meng Qingfei watched her movements and did not stop her.

The woman held a piece of yellow paper money in her hand, which seemed to have something written on it, and it was burned directly in the ward.

This……

Lao He wanted to stop him, but he immediately swallowed the words back.

I was unlucky today, and encountered such a weird thing on duty.

One thing more is worse than one thing less. If you can live in peace and stability until tomorrow morning, you will get off work and go to get off work.

The family members of the patients did not do anything outrageous, so they burned every piece of paper, just in case it worked.

"Are you a family member of the patient?" Meng Qingfei asked.

"Doctor, I'm his wife." The woman had a sad face. Although she was afraid, her eyes were full of worry, and she didn't leave.

"Come with me, I have a few things to ask you." Meng Qingfei glanced at him, "Old He, look after the patient and don't fall off the bed."

"Oh."

Meng Qingfei brought the patient's family members to the corridor, but did not enter the consultation room, so he began to ask about the medical history.

There were a lot of patients piled up at the door of the medical and surgical consultation room, but they either saw or heard that something happened in the observation room, and when they saw the doctor's anxiety, they held back and did not urge them.

Meng Qingfei asked the woman a few things, but the woman did not hide anything, and told Meng Qingfei exactly what happened.

24 days ago, the couple went to Nanyang for a trip, and at the instigation of the tour guide there, they asked for a sign in the temple.

It is said that it has been consecrated, which can ensure safety and wealth.

In short, it can protect what ordinary people like.

The sign is golden, with Nanyang characters engraved on it, but no one knows exactly what it says.

On the last night of the tour, free at leisure.

The man and the other men who were traveling together were eating barbecue and drinking elephant beer by the sea, while a group of women took the one who knew the language to go shopping.

It would have been a perfect trip, but things happened.

The man drank too much, swayed and said to buy more beer, and ended up throwing up in the woods beside him.

When other people found out, after searching for a long time, they found him lying in the woods.

All my possessions were lost, but I was fine.

This can be regarded as avoiding disasters, and it is nothing to do here.

On the way back to China, the couple suddenly asked whether they would be blamed if they lost the signboard they asked for.

Coupled with the fact that women like to watch horror movies, especially all kinds of supernatural movies, all kinds of messy information gathered together and she came to a conclusion-there might be problems.

But they are all normal people. Although it’s okay to draw this conclusion, it’s a big deal to worry about it and forget it in a few days.

however!
Just when they forgot about it, a strange thing happened 1 day ago!

The man suddenly felt cold for no reason, and it was useless to cover him with a few quilts.

Covering the quilt at home, turning on the electric heater, holding a hot treasure, still shivering like chaff.

Chills must be followed by high fever.

A few hours later, I started to have a fever. The first test was 38.2 degrees Celsius, and the second test reached 40.5 degrees Celsius an hour later.

The woman immediately took him to a hospital near his home, saying it was flu, and gave him antiviral drugs plus antibiotics and hormones.

The situation did not ease after taking the medicine, and the body temperature continued to run at a high level.

If it stops here, it can only be said that it is a high fever due to an unknown cause, and it is enough to go to a higher-level hospital for symptomatic treatment.

But that night, he didn't know whether the man was in a coma or for some other reason. He looked at the sky, with a weird smile on his face, and kept counting the money with his hands.

The doctor in that hospital was frightened to death when he saw this scene, and communicated directly with the woman, asking her to take the patient to the higher-level hospital for treatment.

The woman just went out and burned some paper money to see and get rid of the "lonely ghosts".

Ji Xiang is speechless, is this a domestic solution to solve the dirty things in Nanyang?Seems like something is wrong.

But the woman's side was not finished yet. Although the man stopped counting the money, he sat on the bed humming a little song and started "embroidering" as if possessed by someone.

The woman was terrified, but she had no choice but to keep begging Meng Qingfei to help her solve the problem.

Asked, I asked clearly, but after knowing the ins and outs, Meng Qingfei also looked confused.

After so many years of clinical practice, it is not uncommon to see patients with persistent high fever, and there are also people with fever and talking nonsense. Meng Qingfei has also seen patients with fever, convulsions and convulsions.

But the high fever persisted, counting money on the bed...

never seen it.

With a high fever, I sat on the bed and embroidered, and I just saw it.

The two turned out to be one.

Meng Qingfei scratched his head.

Years of clinical experience were completely useless, his mind went blank, and he couldn't figure out what was wrong with the patient.

Asking the patient's family members to take time to take care of the patient, Meng Qingfei could only say something that was neither painful nor itchy to perfunctory and comfort the emotions of the patient's family members.

"Xiao Ji, what do you think?" Meng Qingfei asked the patient's family members while dealing with the patients piled up in the surgery.

"I have no opinion, and I don't know." Ji Xiang was going to give himself 20 minutes, and if he couldn't, he would go to the operating room of the system.

The patient's vital signs are stable and not life-threatening, but it looks weird.

Ji Xiang was even thinking about what Shen Lang and Professor Zhou would say and do if they were here.

Meng Qingfei sighed.

It took the two of them half an hour to finish treating the patients, and Meng Qingfei let out a sigh of relief, "Xiaoji, have you seen how it's done?"

Ji Xiang just met.

But he didn't say, "Teacher Meng, I haven't seen it before."

"The strangest thing to me is that they are jumping and jumping, chattering something, and they can't jump without talking." Meng Qingfei slumped on the chair. , Harry Potter, they have to talk even with magic."

"Tell me, is this the common ground? Why can't they just do it when they're all so talkative?"

Meng Qingfei was talking nonsense, and it seemed that he remembered the picture of the patient's family members burning paper in the ward, but Ji Xiang knew that he must be thinking about the patient's illness.