Lao Meng." The CEO of Gastroenterology looked at Meng Qingfei with pity in his eyes, "Your hands are itchy, right? I understand your thoughts."

As he said that, he pulled Meng Qingfei aside and lowered his voice and said, "I came late and we have no communication in the department, but I have heard of you. Several leading professors said that your level of laparoscopy back then was as good as this.

"

He gave a thumbs up to his right hand.

"But this has been neglected for many years." The boss of the gastrointestinal department sighed deeply, "It's okay if you want to perform an operation to enjoy yourself. If you are not on duty, I will call you. You come, and we will arrange the operation.

.But you know today, it should be inconvenient, what do you think?"

Meng Qingfei knew that the CEO of Gastroenterology had misunderstood what he meant. He looked at the CEO of Gastroenterology with complicated eyes, and soon his complicated eyes were full of teasing.

"You're on duty in the emergency department. It's not good to be caught off duty." The gastrointestinal manager advised.

"Um."

This is true. Meng Qingfei came all the way to avoid wasting time.

"Surgery, if it can be later, then it will be later."

The boss of Gastroenterology gave Meng Qingfei a few perfunctory words and sent Meng Qingfei away.

"Brother Liu, I heard that Dr. Meng from the emergency department used to be one of ours, right?"

"Well, that's a pity," the boss of the gastrointestinal department said.

"My master told me that Dr. Meng was among the first to perform laparoscopy when he first came here. His skills were so high! Why did he go to the emergency room?"

The boss of the gastrointestinal department did not explain that this kind of matter involves the director. As long as he is not stupid, he will not make irresponsible remarks to the little nurse next to him.

…

…

"Teacher Meng, do you see anything abnormal?" Ji Xiang asked.

Meng Qingfei said nothing and trotted back to the emergency department.

No patient came for treatment in ten minutes. After greeting the emergency physician, Meng Qingfei sat in the consulting room and looked up at Ji Xiang.

"Xiao Ji, you have seen all the examinations and consultations just now, what do you think?"

Ji Xiang was speechless.

Meng Qingfei had no answer, so he asked himself instead.

It is estimated that Meng Qingfei and Teacher Meng are doing brainstorming, Ji Xiang pondered.

"Just tell me, maybe there are details that you noticed but I didn't." Meng Qingfei said in a deep voice.

"Yeah." Ji Xiang nodded.

After hundreds of times of being able to discern every detail, coupled with his super memory, Meng Qingfei cannot compare to Ji Xiang in recalling the details of the physical examination at that time.

But Ji Xiang recalled it again and again, and still couldn't figure out what the problem was.

Finally, under Meng Qingfei's repeated questioning, Ji Xiang simply asked Meng Qingfei to lie down on the examination bed.

The internist had nothing to do and stood at the door laughingly watching the two people "having fun".

"Teacher Meng, the patient is lying like this." Ji Xiang gave Meng Qingfei a massage. This feeling was very novel for Meng Qingfei.

However, he had something on his mind, so he didn't say a word and just followed Ji Xiang's instructions to focus on his memories.

"The hands are like this; the left leg is a little bent, and the right leg is straight."

"Details." Meng Qingfei said in a deep voice, "A little more detail."

"E...the trouser leg is here." Ji Xiang pulled Meng Qingfei's trouser leg up a little, "I always wanted to protect my left arm, but you bent the patient's legs at that time, that's it."

"What are they doing?" The nurse passed by and asked in surprise when she saw this scene in the surgical clinic.

"Who knows, it is said that Lao Meng diagnosed a patient with acute appendicitis and sent him to the hospital to prepare for surgery. But Lao Meng didn't know what the evil was, so he said something was wrong." The physician replied with a smile.

"Isn't this an illness? What's wrong with Brother Meng recently? He's so suspicious. Does he have obsessive-compulsive disorder?" the nurse said with a smile, "If it's obsessive-compulsive disorder, it's better, but if it's other mental illnesses, it's all over.

I can’t even attend class.”

After saying that, the nurse was startled, "Let me go, Brother Meng doesn't know how to perform immersively, right? Is he going to retire from illness?"

"Your way of thinking

It’s so wild. But I think it’s also sick. Tell me, are Lao Meng and Xiao Ji playing cosplay? They’re at work, they’re not serious at all.”

Just as he was talking, Meng Qingfei suddenly grabbed Ji Xiang's hand.

"!!!"

"No! Xiaoji, what did you just do?"

"You didn't do anything." Ji Xiang was startled, and then repeated the previous step, "At that time, you wanted to move the patient's hand away. The patient seemed a little scared, and then you held the sleeve..."

"Yes, right here!" Meng Qingfei sat up suddenly, "Xiaoji, are there red spots on the patient's wrist and forearm?!"

"Yes." Ji Xiang gave a particularly positive statement.

Ji Xiang seemed to have thought of something when he saw Meng Qingfei, but what does it matter if there are a few red spots and pain in the right lower abdomen?

Picking up the pen, Ji Xiang spent a few points on Meng Qingfei's arm.

The location of each erythema is very precise, and there is no difference at all from the location of the erythema on the patient's forearm or wrist.

"Teacher Meng, that's all I could see at that time." Ji Xiang said after finishing drawing on Meng Qingfei's arm.

Meng Qingfei stared at the mark Ji Xiang drew on his arm without saying a word.

"What's wrong with Lao Meng? Is there a mental problem?"

"I don't know, they don't look alike in cosplay." The little nurse said in a daze.

Meng Qingfei sat on the examination bed with a serious face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ten seconds later, Meng Qingfei picked up his cell phone and made a call with a straight face.

"Mr. Liu, I, Meng Qingfei."

"Don't hang up the phone, go and ask now... I can't have surgery, absolutely not!"

"After the appendix is ​​removed, if the patient continues to have abdominal pain, how do you explain it?"

Meng Qingfei's words had begun to become harsh, and Ji Xiang felt that they were somewhat similar to [the gaze of a superior doctor].

"You, now ask the patient and the patient's family if there is any history of Henoch-Schonlein purpura in their past medical history."

"Yes! I asked about the past history before, but the patient didn't tell me. Now, immediately, immediately!"

After saying that, Meng Qingfei held the mobile phone in his hand with a straight face and his eyes gradually narrowed.

The emergency physician was stunned. Henoch-Schonlein purpura? Acute appendicitis?

Soon, there was a burst of noise on the phone. Meng Qingfei listened to the conversation on the other side of the phone. The expression on his face quickly melted like ice, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Meng, the patient really has a history of allergic purpura."

"I think it's abdominal purpura, not acute appendicitis." Meng Qingfei said in a positive tone, "See the relevant department for consultation, or... forget it, ask the second-line professor on duty what to do."

"Brother Meng, wait a minute," the gastrointestinal resident shouted.

"Go quickly, I'm hanging up. Remember, before you get a diagnosis of rheumatism and immunity, you can't go on stage if you die!" After Meng Qingfei finished his instructions, he hung up the phone with relief.

Ji Xiang has told the system all this. The diagnosis of nppc is the same as Meng Qingfei.

Ji Xiang admired Meng Qingfei's keen "intuition" very much.

Indeed, this is part of the clinical experience.

(End of chapter)

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