Chapter 340: The Doctor's Intuition

"Old Meng." The General Manager of Gastrointestinal looked at Meng Qingfei with pity in his eyes, "You've got an itch in your hands, haven't you? I understand your thinking."

As he spoke, he pulled Meng Qingfei to the side and lowered his voice, "I arrived late, and we haven't interacted much in the department, but I've heard of you. Several Attending Professors all said that back in the day, your laparoscopic skills were top-tier."

He held up his right thumb.

"But it's been so many years since you let that go to waste." The General Manager of Gastrointestinal sighed deeply, "It's not impossible for you to perform a surgery to satisfy your craving; if you're not on shift, I'll give you a call. You come, and we'll pair up for the surgery. But you know today, it's probably not convenient, what do you think?"

Meng Qingfei knew the General Manager of Gastrointestinal had misunderstood his meaning. He looked at the General Manager of Gastrointestinal with a complex gaze, which then filled with mockery.

"You're on the Emergency shift, go and get to work; it won't be good if you get caught leaving your post," the General Manager of Gastrointestinal advised.

"Mm."

This was true; Meng Qingfei had run all the way here to avoid wasting time.

"The surgery, if it can be delayed, then delay it."

The General Manager of Gastrointestinal gave a few perfunctory remarks and sent Meng Qingfei away.

"Liu Ge, I heard that Meng Yisheng from the Emergency Department used to be one of us, is that right?"

"Mm, it's a pity," said the General Manager of Gastrointestinal.

"My master told me that when Meng Yisheng first arrived, he was in our first batch to perform laparoscopy, and his skills were incredibly high! Why did he go to the Emergency Department?"

The General Manager of Gastrointestinal didn't explain; such matters involved the Director, and as long as he wasn't stupid, he naturally wouldn't gossip with the nurse beside him.

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"Meng Laoshi, did you see something abnormal?" Ji Xiang asked.

Meng Qingfei didn't speak and trotted all the way back to the Emergency Department.

No patients had come for consultation in the ten minutes, and after greeting the Emergency Internal Medicine Doctor, Meng Qingfei sat in the Consultation Room and looked up at Ji Xiang.

"Xiao Ji, you saw all the examinations and the inquiry just now; what is your opinion?"

Ji Xiang was speechless.

Meng Qingfei had no answer and was asking him instead.

Ji Xiang pondered, guessing that Meng Laoshi was likely doing a brainstorming session.

"Just say whatever comes to mind; perhaps there are details you noticed that I didn't," Meng Qingfei said in a deep voice.

"Mm," Ji Xiang nodded.

Having been tempered by hundreds of instances of "keen observation," coupled with his super memory, when it came to recalling the details of the physical examination, Meng Qingfei was no match for Ji Xiang.

But no matter how much Ji Xiang recalled, he still couldn't figure out where the problem lay.

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

The Internal Medicine Doctor had nothing to do and stood at the door, smiling as he watched the two of them "messing around."

"Meng Laoshi, the patient was lying like this." Ji Xiang positioned Meng Qingfei; this sensation was very novel to Meng Qingfei.

However, he had something on his mind, so he didn't say a word and focused on recalling the scene according to Ji Xiang's positioning.

"The hand was like this; the left leg was slightly bent, and the right leg was straight."

"Details," Meng Qingfei said in a deep voice, "Be more detailed."

"Emmmm... the pant leg, here." Ji Xiang pulled Meng Qingfei's pant leg up a bit, "The left arm kept trying to protect it, but at the time, you bent the patient's legs, just like this."

"What are they doing?" A nurse passing by saw this scene in the Surgery Consultation Room and asked in surprise.

"Who knows? They say Old Meng diagnosed a patient with Acute Appendicitis and sent them up for admission, preparing for surgery. But Old Meng doesn't know what kind of madness has possessed him; he just keeps saying something is wrong," the Internal Medicine Doctor replied with a smile.

"Isn't that sick? What's wrong with Brother Meng lately? Being suspicious and paranoid, maybe he's got Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder," the nurse laughed. "If it were just OCD, that would be fine, but if it's some other Mental Illness, then he's done for; he won't even be able to work."

As she spoke, the nurse paused, "My god, Brother Meng isn't doing immersive acting, is he? Is he trying to get a medical retirement?"

"Your line of thinking is really wild. But I think he's sick too. Tell me, are Old Meng and Xiao Ji playing at cosplay? They're on the clock; it's not serious at all."

Just as they were talking, Meng Qingfei suddenly grabbed Ji Xiang's hand.

"!!!"

"That's not it! Xiao Ji, what did you just do?"

"I didn't do anything," Ji Xiang was startled, then repeated the previous step, "At the time, you wanted to move the patient's hand away, the patient seemed a bit scared, and then you were holding the sleeve..."

"Right, that's it!" Meng Qingfei sat up abruptly, "Xiao Ji, did the patient have red spots on their wrists and forearms?!"

"Yes," Ji Xiang gave a very affirmative answer.

Ji Xiang saw that Meng Qingfei seemed to have thought of something, but what could a few red spots have to do with lower right abdominal pain?

Picking up a pen, Ji Xiang drew a few dots on Meng Qingfei's arm.

The position of every red spot was very precise, with no difference from the positions of the red spots on the patient's forearms and wrists.

"Meng Laoshi, that's all that could be seen at the time," Ji Xiang said after finishing the drawing on Meng Qingfei's arm.

Meng Qingfei stared fixedly at the marks Ji Xiang had drawn on his arm, saying nothing.

"What's wrong with Old Meng? Has his mind gone wrong?"

"I don't know, their cosplay doesn't even look like anything," the little nurse said blankly.

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

Ten seconds later, Meng Qingfei kept a straight face and picked up his phone to make a call.

"General Manager Liu, it's me, Meng Qingfei."

"Don't hang up, go ask now... you cannot perform the surgery, absolutely not!"

"After removing the appendix, if the patient still has abdominal pain, how will you explain it!"

Meng Qingfei's tone had begun to turn stern; Ji Xiang felt it was somewhat similar to the 【Superior Doctor's Gaze】.

"You, go ask the patient and the Family Member right now if there is any history of Allergic Purpura in their past medical history."

"Right! I asked about the medical history before, and the patient didn't say. Now, immediately, right now!"

After speaking, Meng Qingfei held his phone, his face stern, his eyes gradually narrowing.

The Emergency Internal Medicine Doctor was stunned: Allergic Purpura? Acute Appendicitis?

Soon, a burst of noise came from the phone; as Meng Qingfei listened to the conversation on the other end, the expression on his face quickly melted like ice, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Brother Meng, the Patient really has a medical history of Allergic Purpura."

"I suspect it is Abdominal Purpura, not Acute Appendicitis," Meng Qingfei said with a tone of certainty. "Find the relevant department for a consultation, or... forget it, ask the second-line duty professor what to do."

"Brother Meng, wait a moment," the Gastrointestinal Resident Chief called out.

"Hurry and go, I'm hanging up. Remember, before Rheumatology and Immunology confirms the diagnosis, you absolutely cannot go into surgery!" After Meng Qingfei finished his instructions, he hung up the phone, feeling relieved.

Ji Xiang had already told the System NPC everything, and the System NPC's diagnosis was the same as Meng Qingfei's.

Ji Xiang was very impressed by Meng Qingfei's keen "intuition."

Indeed, this is a part of Clinical experience.

(End of this chapter)