Chapter 2606: with translation of chapter title

The diagnosis of Skin Hair Migration appeared before Zheng Ren's eyes; he struggled to recall, and then he remembered what this very rare diagnosis meant.

"Manager Zhou." Zheng Ren greeted him.

"Zheng Lao Ban, please wait a moment, I'm looking at this patient's." Zhou Litao held up a film, placed it on the viewer, turned and smiled at Zheng Ren, saying.

Freckles dotted his face, Zheng Ren didn't feel Zhou Litao was unhappy about returning to the Inpatient Chief post after covering a shift.

The film was a left foot anteroposterior view; the two films silently told Zhou Litao whether the patient's foot bone had a problem.

X-rays only show big problems, not small details; the advantage is low cost and quick examination. You can't do a three‑dimensional CT for every patient, or Zhou Litao would have been complained about early on.

Zheng Ren glanced, saw no bone issue, didn't go inside, but entered the Jizhen Wai Ke examination room and stood quietly by the doorway wall.

"Nothing much, really no recent injury? Do you walk a lot?"

"I didn't notice any injury, and I don't walk much." The patient scratched his head and said: "I originally planned to lose weight, walking ten thousand steps each night, but that's just laziness. I stuck with it for two days, then immediately couldn't persist, and none of those words were taken seriously."

"The film shows nothing." Zhou Litao said, "Now..."

Su Yun saw Zheng Ren enter the room, followed him in, and whispered: "Boss, anything?"

Zheng Ren was about to remind Zhou Litao, but Su Yun asked him a question, and he immediately swallowed everything he wanted to say.

It's really troubling; surely I can't just watch Manager Zhou make a misdiagnosis. But Su Yun follows me, and with a completely normal left foot anteroposterior view, what am I even preparing to say?

No matter what I say it's unreasonable; that guy Su Yun is really annoying, and Zheng Ren gave him a look of disdain.

"I preliminarily consider it aseptic inflammation; sit on the examination bed, take off your shoes so I can have a look." Zhou Litao said.

Zheng Ren hearing this, his mind was instantly set at ease.

Manager Zhou is still reliable; at this time he's not busy, he hasn't forgotten to do the physical exam—or hadn't done it before—and will speak after viewing the film.

But the patient was a bit hesitant, saying: "Doctor, no need to look; no broken skin, no fracture, maybe just a muscle issue. Why not prescribe some medicine for me to take home?"

"What's there to be afraid of, you old man? Besides, you're just taking off your shoes, not your underwear—what's there to be embarrassed about?" Zhou Litao said bluntly: "Hurry up; the Emergency Department could get patients at any moment, and then there won't be time to look."

The patient felt Zhou Litao made sense, then cautiously glanced at Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and Lin Yuan peeking in from the doorway, and whispered: "Zhou Yisheng, are you doing a teaching round today?"

"'What teaching? That's Zheng Lao Ban and Yun Ge'er.' Zhou Litao said, noticing Zheng Ren's brow slightly furrow, guessing he didn't want to chatter much with the patient, he cut himself off and said: 'Hurry up, finish the exam and I'll prescribe medicine so you can leave quickly.'"

"'Oh, oh.' The patient also didn't understand, still thinking Zhou Litao was a teaching instructor, examining him to give a lecture to students."

Although it doesn't involve private parts, he also felt it was wasting time. Zhou Litao wanted to speak but stopped; the patient seemed to recall something, then instantly forgot.

"'Zhou Yisheng, I'm not unwilling to take off my shoes; I just have sweaty feet, please don't mind.' The patient said embarrassedly."

"'It's fine.'"

Zhou Litao was on the verge of losing his temper; the patient's words exceeded his own, always making him somewhat displeased.

Zheng Lao Ban came for a stroll; after finishing the exam on this side, I hurried to grab Zheng Lao Ban and Yun Ge'er for a chat, never knowing when an Emergency patient might arrive.

The patient sat on the examination bed and took off his shoes.

The moment he removed his shoes, everyone in the room knew why he'd been so hesitant. A sour stench shot up; Zhou Litao had moved in for a closer look, but nearly got knocked over by the smell.

"'Good grief, buddy, this isn't just sweaty feet.' Zhou Litao immediately straightened his waist and complained."

"'Forget it then; it's not a big deal anyway. It gets better in winter, worse in summer.' The patient said apologetically."

"'No problem, just hurry.' Zhou Litao said while grabbing a pair of disposable film gloves and putting them on."

For an ordinary patient, he wouldn't want to wear gloves; at most he'd wash his hands after the exam and disinfect, and that would be it.

But this odor is too aggressive… although the smell has nothing to do with germs, he still instinctively wanted to protect himself.

The patient had no objection to Zhou Litao's action; seeing the doctor put on gloves, he exhaled, took off his sock, and stuffed it under his right leg.

Doing that seemed to make the odor a little less.

Zheng Ren leaned forward, changed his angle, and could just see the patient's foot.

"'Boss, do you think smelling from afar isn't careful enough? Tell me, is it sour or sweet? Or that sour‑sweet first‑love feeling?' Su Yun asked disdainfully."

"'Cut the nonsense, let's examine.' Zheng Ren's eyes narrowed."

He was also curious; Skin Hair Migration is rarely seen. Moreover, Zheng Lao Ban has practiced medicine less than ten years, so he hasn't had the chance to encounter this condition.

Su Yun was somewhat curious; he leaned forward, then turned and stood behind Zheng Ren. He didn't comment on the patient's foot odor, but his expression and actions made it obvious.

"'Looks fine, does it hurt here?' Zhou Litao saw the patient's sole had no redness or swelling, no break, placed his finger on the sole, and pressed lightly."

"'Ah~~~' The patient's foot twitched, pulling back as if shocked."

It's hard to imagine a man could shout that loudly.

"'Hurts that badly?' Zheng Ren muttered to himself."

"'Strange, I don't see any problem, why does it hurt so badly?' Su Yun frowned behind Zheng Ren."

"'Could it be tendinitis?' Lin Yuan stood farther away; after the poisoning incident, she'd developed a psychological aversion to any odd smell, even hot springs."

"'Not likely.' Zheng Ren said."

Zhou Litao looked at the patient's condition, somewhat uncertain, and glanced at Zheng Ren.

"'You, put your shoes on and stand on the floor.' Zheng Ren told the patient."

The patient looked at Zhou Litao, full of wariness, afraid the doctor would press hard again. That sharp pain had made him feel like dying, and he'd already formed the urge to flee.