Chapter 722: Just One Head-Pat Kill

"Click."

【Superior Doctor's Gaze】 activated.

Ji Xiang had not used this skill for a long time; the last time was at the Shanghai Hepatobiliary Hospital, when Qin Chu held an academic conference and the two had a falling out, Ji Xiang used the skill to suppress the master and apprentice duo, Qin Chu.

"Are you talking to me?" Ji Xiang looked at the woman and asked indifferently.

"Don't!" Bai Chuzhang felt anxious, hurriedly took a few quick steps, turned back, and grabbed Ji Xiang.

"How are you talking to the Master! Whose child is this!" The man kneeling on the ground in a full prostration raised his head, looked coldly at Ji Xiang, and scolded.

Ji Xiang smiled slightly, looking at the "Master."

The man leading the kneeling group stood up, the fat on his face trembling, and walked straight toward Ji Xiang with a fierce and menacing look.

Bai Chuzhang pulled at Ji Xiang's clothes, wanting to block him.

This kid, he only knows how to cause trouble, Bai Chuzhang lamented inwardly.

The hospital Dean might look impressive, but in reality, there were plenty of people who could suppress them.

There was a precedent where a Dean and others had to wear mourning clothes to resolve a Medical Dispute.

And there were quite a few similar examples.

Even if the hospital's sign was smashed and hundreds of people piled up at the hospital entrance, the Dean could only huddle in the office, trembling.

Not daring to even let out a peep.

Today!

The "Master" had already displayed miracles,

The Dean stood to the side like a quail, clutching his chest as if he were having a Myocardial Infarction.

Yet Ji Xiang was confronting the Master face-to-face...

Bai Chuzhang felt very awkward and uncomfortable all over.

This kid Ji Xiang, he really needed to have a good talk with him later.

If he didn't want to kneel, he could just turn around and run away; who would bother with a young person? Even if asked later, he could just say he was scared stiff and his mind went blank; who would hold a young person accountable for such a slight?

But Ji Xiang chose to go head-to-head with the "Master."

Going head-to-head when he couldn't stand something—this damn temper was just like his own when he was young.

Damn it! Bai Chuzhang cursed inwardly.

However!

Ji Xiang was like a heavy stone statue, unmoving; Bai Chuzhang couldn't pull him at all.

"Are you talking to me?" Ji Xiang, as if afraid the atmosphere wasn't awkward enough, raised his voice and asked again.

The man with the fierce face let out a strange, sinister laugh, and in the next second, he was about to rush in front of Ji Xiang.

But a voice came from behind.

"I... I..."

It was the "Master"!

Her speech was slurred, completely devoid of her previous cold and sharp tone; she seemed very confused, and facing Ji Xiang's questioning, her momentum was instead swept away.

The man with the fat, fierce face froze.

He looked back at the "Master" and saw the expression on her face constantly changing; the man's side of her face was trembling continuously, as if struggling, or as if it had encountered a natural predator and was trying to flee.

While the woman's side of her face was filled with extreme panic, carrying a hint of caution, as if afraid of angering the "impolite" Ji Xiang.

Both expressions on the yin-yang face were incredibly clear and lifelike.

What was happening?

The man with the fat, fierce face was stunned all of a sudden.

"If you're sick, you should see a Doctor. Instead of seeing a doctor, you're here playing god and acting like a ghost; do you know how much damage that does to your body?" Ji Xiang scolded gently.

When saying this, Ji Xiang had no sharpness; he was merely chiding a Patient with poor "medical compliance," hoping she would turn back from her misguided path.

The man with the fat, fierce face felt a blockage in his chest and was at a loss.

And the woman behind him had the muscles on the left side of her face trembling, and her whole body was shaking incessantly, as if Ji Xiang's words had caused the entity inside her body to scatter into nothingness.

Witnessing all this, Bai Chuzhang froze in place, his hand slowly loosening, and he watched Ji Xiang walk toward the "Master."

Everyone else was also stunned.

A sudden change had occurred; no one could explain exactly what had happened, nor did anyone know why Ji Xiang made the "Master" so afraid, as if he were a natural predator.

Of course, everyone had their own interpretation.

The burly man with the fierce face was filled with fear, while the Dean sat on the ground, gasping for air, covered in sweat.

Bai Chuzhang still had his wits about him; he hurriedly went to help the Dean up, preparing to take him away.

Regardless of whether it was a Myocardial Infarction, it was definitely no longer appropriate for the leader to stay in this place.

Bai Chuzhang looked back and was shocked to see Ji Xiang raise his hand and place it on top of Xin Dashi's head.

A head-pat kill?!

No matter how rich his imagination was, Bai Chuzhang could never have imagined that Ji Xiang would subdue the famous Xin Dashi of the Provincial Hospital with a single head-pat kill.

"How long has this been going on?" Ji Xiang walked up to the woman and asked.

His tone was kind, yet filled with authority.

"More than ten years."

The woman had completely returned to normal; she sat on the ground, half of her body trembling irregularly, while the other half was as stiff as a puppet.

Tilting her head, the woman looked into Ji Xiang's eyes and answered cautiously.

"Have you seen anyone about it?"

"No."

"What kind of discomfort are you having?" Ji Xiang asked.

"..." The woman froze, staring blankly at Ji Xiang.

It was obvious she did not know what Ji Xiang was asking.

But less than a minute ago, the shrill, eerie aura on the woman had been swept away, and now she looked...

No different from any other patient in the Outpatient Department.

And she was the type of patient who had no awareness of her own illness, the kind who shook her head at whatever the Doctor asked.

"Have you taken Carbamazepine?" Ji Xiang asked.

The woman shook her head.

"Go to the Neurology Department Outpatient Department first to get a prescription for Carbamazepine, take a small dose, and then go to the Imperial Capital to have the Neurology Department take a look," Ji Xiang said. "Get genetic testing to see if there is really a problem with your PRRT2 16p11.2."

Ji Xiang sounded like he was speaking a foreign language.

Except for Bai Chuzhang, who was a doctor with a background in neurology and could vaguely understand what Ji Xiang was saying, everyone else looked bewildered.

It was even more terrifying than when the woman had been trembling outside the 3 Shou earlier.

"Am I sick? Is it really an illness?" the woman asked in a trance.

She seemed to be asking Ji Xiang, yet also seemed to be talking to herself.

"The protein encoded by the PRRT2 gene is thought to interact with the SNAP25 protein, and the SNAP25 protein plays a role in the release of neurotransmitters at the presynaptic terminal. It is speculated that a mutation in PRRT2 leads to a reduction in SNAP25, causing a dysregulation of neurotransmitter release, which in turn caused your previous symptoms."

"However, we haven't done any Auxiliary examinations, and our Second Affiliated Hospital doesn't have the relevant testing items, so hurry up and go to the Imperial Capital to get it checked out."

Ji Xiang looked down at the woman from a height, his tone gentle but filled with an unquestionable authority.

The operating room corridor was deathly silent, even more eerie and strange than when the woman had a yin-yang face and a voice that shifted between male and female earlier.

"I... I... I..." the woman stammered.

"Go, hurry," Ji Xiang said indifferently. "Right, if you get any results, remember to tell me. Also, you must start taking the Carbamazepine first."

"Am I really sick?" the woman asked again in a daze.

Her momentum had already been suppressed by 【Superior Doctor's Gaze】.

It was also the first time Ji Xiang discovered that this skill could be used not only on doctors but also on patients.

And!

Its effect when used on a patient was no less than when used on a doctor.

(End of chapter)