Chapter 124: Finger Examination

"Teacher," Ji Xiang greeted hurriedly.

"What is it?"

"Is there a good treatment for Prostatic Hyperplasia?" Ji Xiang asked. "I just accompanied Liu Zhuren to the Outpatient Department and met a patient; his mood seemed a bit abnormal."

"Oh, you encountered a special patient?" the System NPC asked.

"Not exactly special, but I just felt there was a problem with his mood."

The System NPC thought for a moment, looked up at Ji Xiang, and asked with a smile, "Want to try?"

Ji Xiang had already anticipated this, so he nodded.

The prostate is another key area of treatment in the Urology Department of grassroots hospitals, besides the foreskin.

Although Ji Xiang's surgical level was improving rapidly, he did not want to miss out on such a major organ.

In the future, when encountering similar patients, he would have more and richer clinical experience.

It was just like seeing Liu Zhuren earlier, looking mysterious and saying to the patient—I am the same.

At that moment, Liu Zhuren was simply too cool; in Ji Xiang's view, his communication skills with patients were at least at a Level 7 standard.

Seeing that Ji Xiang agreed, the System NPC took him into the second Operating Room.

Light and shadow flickered; when Ji Xiang opened his eyes again, he found himself sitting on a chair outside the Consultation Room, waiting to be seen.

He felt himself out at the first opportunity; there was no discomfort at all, but Ji Xiang did not let his guard down.

During the experience with Urological Calculus, he had felt nothing when not in an episode, and everything was normal. But once the episode hit, the pain was unbearable.

In fact, the most painful part was that the girlfriend by his side could not understand.

This experience of being unable to have Empathy left a deep impression on Ji Xiang.

He sat silently on the chair, recalling "his own" memories.

Actually, there was nothing much; "he" was a 35-year-old white-collar worker, a graduate of a prestigious university, who had joined a major corporation after graduation.

Everything had gone smoothly, and he had earned a large sum of money before the age of 30. Although he couldn't say he was financially free, he could still afford to buy a 150-square-meter house within the Third Ring Road of the Imperial Capital.

Married to his childhood sweetheart, with a daughter, one could say his life was perfect and complete.

A year ago, "he" discovered symptoms such as hesitation when urinating, difficulty, and dribbling without feeling empty; it didn't seem very serious, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

This is a common situation for middle-aged men, and at the time, "he" didn't care.

Perhaps because of long-term sitting, or perhaps a genetic issue, a chronic minor ailment progressed rapidly within a year, leading to the current state where he might not be able to urinate even after standing for ten minutes.

Even if he could urinate, it was only a little bit.

Feeling like it was gone, yet it was still there; feeling like it was there, yet it didn't exist.

"He" didn't know if it was really there or not.

This ethereal feeling made "him" very confused, especially as the impact on his life became increasingly severe.

After looking up a lot of information online, he decided to come to the hospital to check it out.

This was a very famous large Grade A Tertiary Hospital in the Imperial Capital, known for its treatment in the Urology Department.

"His" handling of the situation was perfect, even including every step after getting sick.

Ji Xiang smiled and waited quietly for his name to be called.

"He" was holding a bottle of purified water but wasn't drinking it, presumably for fear that drinking too much would cause an urge to urinate.

Going to the restroom and standing for ten minutes without being able to urinate a drop, while people came and went nearby, made "him" feel very embarrassed.

This should be the top professional hospital for treating urological diseases in the country; the only drawback was that there were too many patients, and one had to wait a long time.

Ji Xiang wasn't in a hurry either; it was a hundred times better than Dahai going to the Nan Ke Yi Yuan and being led step by step into the abyss like a lamb to the slaughter.

Waiting quietly, Ji Xiang felt a bit thirsty, but he forced himself to endure it.

Ji Xiang was not a masochist; he didn't want to stand at a urinal for ten minutes, experiencing the sensation of it coming and not coming, going and not going.

If he was truly too thirsty, Ji Xiang would just take a small sip of water to moisten his lips; even if he had urine, he would save it for when he got home.

Sitting on the toilet while scrolling on his phone and waiting, although it increased the risk of Anorectal diseases, was still better than standing in a public restroom listening to others splashing while he only dripped.

After waiting for a full three hours, even though Ji Xiang was a Standardized Training Doctor, a reserve doctor, and understood the logic of outpatient clinics having many patients, his patience was gradually exhausted.

Finally, his name was called, and Ji Xiang stood up and walked into the Consultation Room.

The outpatient doctor was a sturdy thirty-year-old man with slightly dark skin; calling him dark and sturdy was quite fitting.

After asking about the medical history, the dark and sturdy doctor said, "It's a very typical Prostatic Hyperplasia. Let's do a digital rectal exam, send the prostatic fluid for testing, and I'll prescribe medicine once the results are out."

"Doctor, should I have a Surgical Operation or just take medicine?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Don't be in a hurry; wait until the lab results come back."

The dark and sturdy doctor clicked to process the payment, and the printer started working, spitting out a pile of forms.

The conditions at top domestic hospitals were indeed good; the medical card was linked to the health insurance card, allowing for direct payment without having to run around.

Ji Xiang felt it was very convenient.

"Go over there." The dark and sturdy doctor stood up, pointed to the examination bed, and pulled the privacy curtain shut.

Then he walked to the door, closed it, and locked it.

Upon hearing the sound of the lock, Ji Xiang suddenly felt a bit scared.

Although he knew he was in a legitimate hospital, and a top-tier one at that, that inexplicable sense of fear still existed.

Especially in this kind of small, private space.

"Doctor, what are you doing?" Ji Xiang asked in a low, timid voice.

"Collecting prostatic fluid," the dark and sturdy doctor said expressionlessly.

He must have seen similar situations many times, so he had long since become accustomed to it.

Ji Xiang looked at the locked door, and the dark and sturdy doctor explained calmly, "What if someone suddenly bursts in while I'm doing the digital rectal exam and scares you? If it were a female Family Member of a patient, and they accused you of harassment, that would be unnecessary trouble."

"..." Ji Xiang was speechless.

"Hurry up, there are 22 more Patients waiting behind, we won't be able to eat lunch again today." The burly Doctor sighed, "I told them not to release so many appointment slots, yet it's like this every time."

"Doctor, you must earn more by seeing more Patients, right?"

"You're quite fond of chatting."

The burly Doctor calmly took out a yellow plastic glove, glistening with oil, put it on his left hand, and smoothed out the edges and corners.

Then he put another one on his right hand, smoothing out the edges and corners again and again.

Ji Xiang was very familiar with every movement; during his internship, he had practiced digital examinations with gloves many times.

However!

But!

Now he was the Patient.

With the roles reversed, Ji Xiang once again experienced the feeling of having over ten thousand comments.

Even though he knew what the burly Doctor was going to do, Ji Xiang still felt that he was about to perform an unfavorable action upon him.

Ji Xiang even had the feeling of being the fish on the chopping block while the other was the knife.

"Take off your pants, kneel on the bed, and face your buttocks toward me," the burly Doctor said.

Emmm, if these words were posted online, they would definitely get the account deleted, Ji Xiang thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)