"Teacher!" Ji Xiang's voice was 20 decibels higher than usual.

"Speak slowly, don't worry." The system NPC is still peaceful.

"Why do I always feel like a little girl in red clothes sitting on her shoulders when I feel empathy this time?" Ji Xiang asked impatiently.

When empathizing with him, Professor Zhou’s explanation was not very detailed, so he was eager to know the reason.

"Recite the description of temporal arteritis once." The system NPC held his hands behind his back and looked up slightly at Ji Xiang's eyes.

"Giant cell arteritis is also known as cranial arteritis, temporal arteritis, and granulomatous arteritis. Later, I realized that any larger artery in the body can be involved..."

Ji Xiang recited the full text well.

Reciting the full text is a terrifying thing for others, but it is relatively simple for Ji Xiang.

After Ji Xiang finished memorizing it, the system NPC nodded.

"You have recited depression, memory loss, insomnia." The system NPC said, "The abnormal situations you feel in the end are all part of depression."

"..." Ji Xiang was confused.

"Negative, auditory hallucination, persecuted delusion, etc." The system NPC said, "There can be countless forms of expression. For you, a little girl is sitting on her shoulder and blowing."

As he said that, the system NPC shook his head.

"Teacher, aren't this a mental symptom? Why don't you give it to me..." Ji Xiang said this and suddenly stopped.

The psychological shadow caused by the little girl in red is so heavy that she feels a little confused.

Of course, this type of patient cannot be sent to a mental hospital!

Depression is just a manifestation of temporal arteritis. It is strange that it can cure depression if it is not cured.

As temporal artery inflammation continues to develop, it may affect the major arteries. Even if it does not develop, continuous use of sedative drugs will cause irreversible damage to the human body.

"Do you think about it?" The system NPC did not explain. When he saw Ji Xiang's expression, he could guess what Ji Xiang was thinking.

"I understand, teacher." Ji Xiang said.

"So the emergency department you mentioned is unwilling to send patients to mental hospitals. It is a responsible way of behavior, good," said the system NPC. "The patient you mentioned may also be this type of rheumatism and immune disease."

Ji Xiang pondered, and after a few seconds, he asked, "Teacher, this disease is difficult to diagnose."

"Well, otherwise how could the doctor in the rheumatism and immunology say that other doctors will not see a doctor?" System NPC smiled, "Many diseases are not considered misdiagnosed, and they are the differences between treating symptoms and treating the root cause."

This is a bit complicated and sounds illogical, but Ji Xiang understands it instantly.

"I know the teacher." Ji Xiang replied, "What should the patient do?"

"Go to the superior hospital." The system NPC said, "There are several hospitals with better rheumatism and immunology... If you put forward your ideas, if the emergency department doctor has been thinking about this, he will definitely be touched."

"good."

Ji Xiang nodded immediately.

Leaving the system operating room, Ji Xiang saw Dr. Meng Qingfei in the emergency department sitting on the chair with a little depressed depression, frowning and contemplating.

Meng Qingfei's brain CPU was running too fast, and even smoke began to rise from his head.

Ji Xiang calculated and said, "Teacher Meng, I met a patient during my internship."

"Oh?" Dr. Meng from the emergency department looked at Ji Xiang absent-mindedly.

A clinical new young man told old cannon gossip, but he really had his. Meng Qingfei said oh, most of which was out of habitual politeness.

Ji Xiang talked about his experiences when he empathized with him very calmly. From the beginning of illness, to the feeling of heavy shoulders, this heavy feeling worsened every day, and then to the feeling of a little girl in red dress sitting on her shoulders and blowing her eyes.

At the beginning, Meng Qingfei did not listen carefully, but Ji Xiang's speech was too realistic. In less than a minute, Meng Qingfei listened with relish. Even the nurses passing by came in to listen to Ji Xiang's "storytelling".

But the more he talked, the more scary he became. When Ji Xiang talked about the little girl in red sitting on her shoulder and breathing, the nurse was frightened and her face was pale, covering her mouth with her hands, and her face was frightened.

This is the case in the hospital, with heavy yin energy and strange things.

Especially for old hospitals like the Second Affiliated Hospital that have been passed down for decades, no one who works here has heard of any ghost stories.

In addition, although Ji Xiang is just a simple description and has no horror music bonus, he is a personal experience. He only said two or three times a day to scare the medical staff who are in the emergency department.

"Doctor Xiaoji, you..." Dr. Meng from the emergency department stopped Ji Xiang's "gossip", rubbed his cold hands, and smiled bitterly, "Did you make it up?"

"It was the patient I asked." Ji Xiang said seriously.

"What was the final diagnosis? It must be that the little girl in red dress is really sitting on her shoulders."

"Temporal artery inflammation," said Ji Xiang, "It is not difficult to treat it. The patient recovered a few months later. He told me and I remembered it."

Meng Qingfei's face changed. He frowned and thoughtful, then nodded.

"Thank you." He said that, he ran to the duty room to make a phone call.

"You are Ji Xiang who is recording records in the Grand Tournament." The nurse asked.

"It's me."

"I didn't expect you to tell stories so well, but it scared me." The nurse moved her limbs and was still a little stiff. "You said the patient saw that little girl, isn't this inducement?"

Ji Xiang has had similar questions. He patiently explained to the nurse and repeated what the system NPC said.

The nurse was stunned when she heard this.

First there is a mysterious and horrifying story, and then Ji Xiang actually gave an explanation of every point!

Just like Ji Xiang faced a book called "Ansser's Fairy Tale" and used advanced mathematics to deduce it all. The most important thing is that he can still justify himself. At least from the perspective of a clinical nurse, Ji Xiang's explanation is basically seamless.

[To be honest, I have been using wild fruit reading to read books and follow updates recently, changing sources and switching, and pronunciation aloud for many tones, www. Android and Apple are available.]

"Doctor Xiaoji, you are so amazing. You just have to fool the little girls with your mouth." The nurse said with emotion after hearing this, "If I were ten years younger, I wouldn't be moved."

“…”

Ji Xiang was stunned for a moment. What he was talking about was his personal experience, so why was he understood the wrong direction?

"Tsk tsk, I'm telling ghost stories to female classmates in the middle of the night. You really have a trick, darkness." The nurse smiled, "I'm going to work hard, and I have time to listen to your story."

Ji Xiang reacted for a long time before he understood what she meant.

I didn't tell a story myself, everything was real experience.

Thinking of what he experienced while empathizing with him, Ji Xiang still felt cold on his back.

At that time, he hoped that the system NPC would call him back and know about Professor Zhou's appearance.
Chapter completed!