I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 418: An Ordinary Disease
Medical students have to learn so much that they cannot relax at all. In addition to medical knowledge, there are many other certificates that must be passed before graduation.

In December last year, the entire dormitory took the CET-4 exam.

In order to prepare for the English test, daily morning reading is essential and takes up a lot of time and energy.

Xia Qingdai estimated her score, and if nothing unexpected happened, she would definitely pass. Her English listening skills were extremely strong, after all, she went to "Britain" every week for an immersive experience. The content of the written test was based on the preparation for the college entrance examination, and was still at a peak level.

Taking advantage of her good form in the past two years, Xia Qingdai plans to take the CET-6 again in June next year, and strive to pass both CET-4 and CET-6 in her freshman year.

If she has the energy in the future, she will take the IELTS. Regardless of whether she will study abroad in the future, it is always better to have knowledge and certificates.

She will definitely visit the UK to see what her castle will look like in the 21st century.

Xia Shanglu did not go out in the afternoon. The two siblings stayed at home, one studying and the other typing, each working hard for their future.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Xia Shanglu put down the keyboard, took the car keys and called Xia Qingdai to set off.

The appointment was at six o'clock, so they had to pick up Aunt Wang from her home before leaving. After going back and forth and driving to the Affiliated Hospital of Jiangda University, it was almost time.

After picking up Aunt Wang, Xia Qingdai began the face-to-face consultation in the car, but she didn't see much. After all, she was good at taking the pulse with the Qi-pushing method, and she had just learned the real Chinese medicine diagnosis method, so she was not very good.

In the shaking environment of the car, it was not convenient for her to really take the patient's pulse. She just asked a few simple questions and then started talking about other topics.

When we arrived at the hospital, all normal outpatient clinics had closed and only the emergency green channel was still wide open.

Du Zhong had just finished an operation, taken a shower and put on his clothes when his cell phone rang.

He looked at the caller ID, said a few words to Xia Qingdai after the call was connected, then hung up the phone, walked out of the comfortable operating floor, and came to the agreed surgical outpatient department.

Most of the people here have left, with only a few cleaners doing odd jobs.

"Brother Du, thank you for your help."

"Yeah." Du Zhong was too lazy to say polite words. He just nodded at Xia Qingdai and her brother as a greeting.

Aunt Wang was stunned for a moment when she saw Du Zhong, and she began to wonder in her heart, does such a young and handsome doctor really have the diagnostic ability?
This was when Du Zhong was wearing a mask. If he took off his white coat and then the mask, I guess no one would believe in his medical skills.

After all, doctors are always more popular as they get older, and people who look anxious are more trusted than those who look younger.

Eucommia's appearance can play a positive role in daily communication, but when he meets patients, he is likely to be questioned. Therefore, he rarely takes off his mask when he is in the outpatient clinic, and he wears it tightly.

"Go lie down over there." After entering the outpatient clinic, Du Zhong didn't waste any words and started giving orders directly.

As Aunt Wang slowly started a conversation and sat on the bed to take off her shoes, Du Zhong turned around and asked Xia Qingdai, "Have you taken her pulse?"

"I haven't yet." Xia Qingdai replied, "You go first."

"it is good."

After that, he walked forward and began to perform a physical examination on Aunt Wang. In fact, it was mainly to do stomach and abdominal percussion, which was equivalent to doing a four-dimensional color Doppler ultrasound for the patient. After about a few minutes, he stopped the examination and gestured to Xia Qingdai to come forward.

Xia Qingdai took out a pulse pillow from her backpack and pulled over a chair to sit next to it.

"Auntie Wang, let me take your pulse too."

"Oh, okay, Qingdai, you are studying Chinese medicine?" Aunt Wang would cooperate obediently. It cannot be said that she trusts Xia Qingdai's medical skills very much. It is purely out of her liking for the younger generation. After all, the other party is just a freshman medical student.

Xia Qingdai closed her eyes and urged her true energy into the other person's meridians. Because Aunt Wang had complained of stomach pain before, and the pain was especially severe when she slept at night, she was now mainly targeting the stomach meridian.

Traditional Chinese medicine believes that the spleen and stomach are the source of qi and blood production. They belong to the earth element in the five elements and belong to the middle burner. They bear the heavy responsibility of transforming qi and blood and are the foundation of acquired constitution. The stomach is mainly responsible for receiving and descending. It forms an internal and external relationship with the spleen through the meridians. The spleen and stomach are often examined together by traditional Chinese medicine.

But after a round of investigation, Xia Qingdai felt a little strange. Aunt Wang did have some spleen and stomach yin deficiency, but it was not serious and should not cause severe pain. There must be other reasons.

After exploring the stomach meridian and spleen meridian, Xia Qingdai continued to explore other surrounding meridians.

When exploring the extraordinary organs, Xia Qingdai's true qi advancement was blocked.

She exerted a little more force, and Aunt Wang couldn't help but groan. She said embarrassedly, "It hurt a little just now."

Xia Qingdai put away her fingers, stood up and told Du Zhongxian about her findings as before: "Brother Du, I just examined the patient by taking her pulse and found that her problem is not in the stomach meridian, but in the Zhongzheng official."

"Don't use Chinese medicine terms. I don't understand them."

"Oh, it is said in Suwen: The gallbladder is the official of justice, and it makes decisions."

Du Zhong nodded: "That's what I heard. Let me draw a sketch."

Then he picked up a notepad and pen from his desk, drew a gallbladder shape with a few strokes, and then marked the shadow points inside. Finally, he concluded: "So your aunt doesn't have a stomachache, but she has gallstones. She has reached the surgical indication and caused gallbladder inflammation. It's not a difficult disease. Just do a few more tests and you'll get the results."

After expressing his judgment, Du Zhong's expression was still a little bleak.

It was just an ordinary disease. When he first received the call, he thought it was a difficult disease that could not be diagnosed by existing medical equipment, and it was rare enough to be written an academic paper.

As it turns out, he is now certain that this is a patient who refused to undergo more tests. If the patient had completed all the tests prescribed by the initial doctor, the cause would have been found out long ago.

Xia Qingdai was also a little surprised, so she asked, "Auntie Wang, which hospital did you have your last checkup in?"

Aunt Wang looked a little embarrassed: "It's the community hospital next to our house. The doctors there are very good and many people come to see them."

Xia Qingdai and Du Zhong looked at each other and said nothing.

"How come I was diagnosed with gallstones?" Aunt Wang asked, "Then I have to go buy some medicine."

"Your stones are not small and have reached the indications for surgery." Du Zhong said, with his hands in the pockets of his white coat, without any other expression.

"Oh, why do I need surgery? This can be cured by taking Chinese medicine, Indigo, right?" Older people are always afraid of going on the operating table, and Aunt Wang is no exception.