Chapter 688: Accumulation of Clinical Experience

Ji Xiang took a breath, wanting to deeply engrave this scent into his mind.

However, he hadn't inhaled enough, so he took another deep breath.

Such opportunities were rare; although he had the System Operating Room, Ji Xiang still wanted to seize every opportunity in reality.

"My turn, my turn."

Doctors from other departments behind him crowded over, pushing Ji Xiang aside.

After smelling it twice and being pushed away, Ji Xiang stood in the distance and "greedily" took a few more whiffs, only then leaving with great reluctance.

The Patient's classmates looked surprised, but being students, they were somewhat reserved in the hospital and didn't know what this group of doctors was doing.

They looked at each other in dismay.

"Are you the Patient's classmates?" Ji Xiang felt it was a bit strange for a group of doctors to surround a patient and sniff, so he subconsciously wanted to soothe the Family Member's emotions first and walked over to ask.

Seeing the tall and handsome Ji Xiang walk over, the female students' first impression of him was good to the bone.

One girl answered enthusiastically, "We are classmates. Xiao Fei has been losing weight recently and has been on a ketogenic diet. For the past few days, we've noticed her reactions are a bit slow and advised her to eat some carbohydrates, but she has a lot of willpower and hasn't eaten any."

"Just a ketogenic diet?"

"She also eats very little meat, relying mainly on starving herself," another girl replied.

"How long has she been starving?" Zhao Zhe took over the conversation and asked.

None of the girls spoke.

Zhao Zhe's image was poor; not only did he seem old-fashioned, but he was also panting heavily, and no one wanted to pay him any mind.

"How long has she been starving? How many meals does she eat a day?" Ji Xiang asked.

"About a month or so, she only eats one meal a day, but most of the time she doesn't eat at all," the girls said, all talking at once. "She fainted once a few days ago; that day she only ate an apple."

"It might be Starvation Ketosis," Ji Xiang said.

"What is that?"

Ji Xiang didn't answer. Seeing the Chief Resident from the ICU come to take the Patient, he smiled slightly, said thank you to the girls, and turned to leave.

"Why does that doctor look familiar to me?"

"I feel like I've seen him somewhere, I have a sense of familiarity too."

"He's right in front of us, but I can't remember."

Ji Xiang heard the girls whispering behind him.

Perhaps they never expected to encounter a "star" when coming to the hospital to see a classmate?

Ji Xiang felt a bit troubled and was quite envious of Lin Jiuze's invisibility skill.

If only he could also turn invisible, how great that would be.

Especially after participating in the show, he felt he really needed such a skill.

"I remember now! The young doctor who performed surgery on Neymar!"

"Isn't that Hang Yi Da Yi Fu Yuan?"

"What are you talking about? You didn't watch the show carefully. They were there for an internship, and that doctor is from the Second Affiliated Hospital!"

Ji Xiang vaguely heard their conversation and took the opportunity to walk away quickly before they realized it.

If he were to be chased by a few young girls in the hospital for autographs or contact information, it would be as awkward as it could possibly be.

By the time Zhao Zhe ran over, he hadn't even caught his breath before he had to follow Ji Xiang and run back.

"Xiao Ji, slow down, slow down."

Halfway there, Zhao Zhe truly couldn't take it anymore; his lungs felt like they were on fire, and he was drenched in sweat.

"Zhao Ge, your physical condition isn't up to par."

"I'm actually fine, I just can't run," Zhao Zhe said helplessly. "Why are you running?"

"Those girls recognized me."

"So they recognized you, so what? It's no big deal."

"It saves me the trouble."

Zhao Zhe grabbed Ji Xiang's White Uniform and simply sat down on the steps, panting heavily.

"Xiao Ji, your habit of running through the Fire Exit is lethal; I really can't keep up."

"Hey, Zhao Ge, haven't you ever encountered a patient with the smell of rotten apples?" Ji Xiang asked.

"No, I finally smelled it this time," Zhao Zhe said with some satisfaction. "Next time I encounter a similar patient, even if there's only a trace of the scent, I'll be able to provide a diagnosis."

"The clinical textbooks really should be updated," Ji Xiang said with some regret.

"That's probably quite difficult. Speaking of which, when I was in Yuanliao, I encountered a female patient," Zhao Zhe opened the floodgates, catching his breath while talking to Ji Xiang. "It was Ductal Carcinoma In Situ. The book says tumor cells mainly grow along the mammary ducts. On a molybdenum target, it can manifest as malignant calcification running along the ducts."

"But clinically, malignant calcification running along the ducts is extremely rare; it's usually a diffuse change. As for the textbooks, they were written so many years ago and have never been revised."

"One day, the Surgery Department encountered a very typical patient with malignant calcification running along the ducts. A very clear high-density line extended along the duct. It shocked the entire Surgery Department at the time. All their doctors looked at the film together, and the director even held a small lecture."

"..."

"Later, they took a photo of the film, kept it for teaching students, and asked the Radiology Department to wash a few more copies to serve as their Town-Department Treasure."

"That's so exaggerated," Ji Xiang was surprised.

"You have no idea, Xiao Ji. Students would hold the textbook and ask, 'Teacher, the book says there's a very clear high-density line extending along the duct, what does it actually look like?' But the Attending Teacher couldn't say, or they would explain it to the students without ever having seen a real case themselves. It was as awkward as it could be."

"Just like the smell of rotten apples? Even though we smelled it, we couldn't really describe it either," Ji Xiang smiled.

"That doesn't matter. We were lucky today; we finally encountered it!" Zhao Zhe said with some excitement. "By the way, once at our hospital in Yuanliao, there was a dispute and complaint because the patient's symptoms were quite typical, so the teacher called all the students over to learn."

"When leaving, the students were very polite; they placed their hands in front of them and bowed deeply."

"The Family Member saw it and immediately became unhappy. I thought about it later; it's true, that looks like saying goodbye to a corpse, it's unlucky."

"Hahahaha," Ji Xiang laughed. "So, that's the reason for keeping hands behind the back?"

"Pretty much," Zhao Zhe said. "Xiao Ji, I still have the smell of rotten apples in my nose."

"..." Ji Xiang was speechless; Zhao Zhe was being too long-winded. He had been rambling on about a single strange odor.

But he himself also felt a little excited.

Clinical experience is accumulated bit by bit like this; there are no shortcuts.

Zhao Zhe rested for a few minutes before saying with a bitter face, "Xiao Ji, how about we take the elevator?"

"Fine."

Ji Xiang did not force the issue. The key was that Zhao Zhe looked like he was on the verge of death; he feared that if Zhao Zhe kept climbing the stairs, he might suffer sudden death.

Lin Jiuze did not follow to smell the rotten apple odor. He had originally followed them out, but he received a call from Tang Chenghua.

"Teacher, it's so late, is there an emergency?"

"Wembanyama's surgery is finished," Tang Chenghua said in a deep voice.

Wembanyama!

If the teacher hadn't brought it up, Lin Jiuze would have already forgotten all about him.

(End of chapter)