I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 278 It’s all the fault of gluttony (please vote for more updates)
Once Xia Qingdai enters the pulse-cutting state, she will be particularly focused, and there will be nothing else in her mind except the human body meridian diagram.

At this time, following the true energy, she "saw" the blockage of the patient's lung meridian. This month, she checked the pulses of many healthy classmates to know what a healthy and smooth lung meridian looks like.

Closing her eyes, Xia Qingdai tried to "see" the patient's lungs with her true energy. After a while, her expression became a little solemn.

This person has spleen and kidney yang deficiency, righteousness deficiency, blood stasis and evil poisons blocking the lungs... Why does this feel like Xi Ben in traditional Chinese medicine? !

Xiben is called lung cancer in modern medicine.

Xia Qingdai raised her eyes and looked at Eucommia ulmoides subconsciously. It's just that the latter's expression was calm and he didn't show any emotion at all.

She lowered her eyes and "looked" carefully again.

In the left lower hilum, there was a huge space-occupying lesion, blocking the segmental bronchi, and there was extensive space-occupying in both lungs.

Typical images of late-stage lung cancer, which cannot be cured by traditional Chinese medicine and have no chance of surgery.

Xia Qingdai only felt her hands were a little cold and glanced at the bald middle-aged man who was half leaning on the pillow. He drank, smoked and stayed up late. This was the information his pulse and facial state fed back to Xia Qingdai.

A leader who lives a very unhealthy life, but he is only middle-aged... Is it hopeless?
Just when Xia Qingdai was about to loosen her fingers and say the conclusion, something suddenly moved in her heart.

No, it's not lung cancer.

Some vague thoughts floated through my mind.

Xia Qingdai lowered her eyes and swept the patient's body with her true energy again, trying to push through the lung meridian that couldn't be pushed through. She suddenly felt a stab in her mind and quickly stopped her movements.

She let go of her hand, raised her head and asked Du Zhong: "Should we tell you the test results directly, or should we communicate and discuss them first?"

Eucommia ulmoides had been waiting for Xia Qingdai. After hearing her question, she immediately replied: "Let's discuss it first."

So two pairs of beautiful big eyes looked at the patient's wife in the room and Xiao He, who was probably the patient's secretary or assistant.

"Come to the living room, I will take you there." Xiao He said.

"Cough cough cough - no, cough cough cough - you can discuss it in the room, I want to hear it too." The patient said while coughing.

Eucommia ulmoides ignored it. When the patient coughed for the first time, he turned around and strode out of the room. As he walked, he put the noise-cancelling earplugs back into his ears.

For a person with excellent hearing and vision, facing a patient's cough is really a punishment.

The coughing sound directly hit his eardrums, but what was even more uncomfortable was that he could still see the dense small droplets of steam scattered in the air after the other person coughed up, just like watching dust in the air blow against his face in the sun.

Xia Qingdai and Eucommia ulmoides pretended not to hear and left the room one after another. Director Wu had no choice but to stay and say comforting words.

Director Wu came here today not to see a doctor, but just to bring two little guys.

Although his surgical skills and treatment skills are much better than those of Eucommia ulmoides and Xia Qingdai, in terms of pulse checking and percussion, he is far inferior to the two guys who are fed by God.

He needed the assistance of the imaging department to see a doctor, and the imaging data he had seen before on the cloud platform showed that the other party had late-stage lung cancer, and only needed a biopsy.

Arriving at the living room, Xia Qingdai immediately asked, "What disease did you diagnose?"

"Space-occupying lesions of the lungs."

"You mean lung cancer?"

"Not sure, it's just a general term." Eucommia ulmoides replied, "Bronchoscopic puncture specimens need to be sent for biopsy."

Du Zhong hates all uncertainties. He chose to study surgery because he likes the sense of control. In fact, he doesn't like people like these who hide their illnesses and refuse to get checked twice.

But the senior brother asked him to come and take a look, so he came. After all, the senior brother treated him very well. Xia Qingdai said: "I have an idea in my mind, but I haven't grasped it yet. Can you tell me more about what you heard, saw, and touched? Be detailed, and don't spare your words."

Hearing her words, Eucommia ulmoides raised the corners of her lower lips imperceptibly: "Okay."

Then he really began to describe in detail what he described in his brain after hearing the "ultrasound", and told Xia Qingdai everything.

Xia Qingdai also told Eucommia ulmoides what she "saw" by taking her pulse, and the two confirmed each other and discussed it together.

After a moment, Eucommia ulmoides suddenly fell silent, then her deep eyes lit up, she looked at Xia Qingdai and said, "Talamus marneffei."

"Huh? What?" Shuinen, a freshly graduated freshman in medical school, has not yet learned anything about this fungus. She has never even heard of it.

Eucommia Eucommia was already convinced: "Yes, there is a chance that it is not lung cancer, but infection. Come on, go in and ask."

After saying that, without waiting for Xia Qingdai's reply, she strode back to the bedroom and asked, "Have you been to the south recently?"

When the patient saw the two people coming in, his heart probably fluctuated and he started coughing again.

Du Zhong frowned slightly, and Xiao He answered on his behalf: "I've been to Dian Province."

"Eat bamboo rats?"

"Eat... I ate once." Xiao He was a little panicked. He was the one who brought the bamboo rats to eat. Is there any problem?

After finally going to Caiyunzhinan, how can I miss the local specialties such as mushrooms and bamboo rats...

Du Zhong looked at Director Wu, who also had a change in his face: "Xiao Du, do you think it is Talaromyces marneffei?"

Du Zhong nodded: "Yes, there is a chance."

Asking them to come over and check again is just hoping to hear a different answer.

"Mal what kind of mud?" The hostess's face lit up. Although she didn't understand, she felt that what they said was related to bamboo rats, so it wasn't cancer?

Xia Qingdai has already taken out her mobile phone and is asking Baidu.

Studying medicine means you have to keep learning and seeing things throughout your life. No matter how accurate she is in taking the pulse, if she doesn't understand these things, she may get a misdiagnosis.

There is really no redundant book for medical students, and every knowledge point is a key point - because patients never focus on the key points when they are sick.

On the way back to the subway, Xia Qingdai happily looked at the 1,000 yuan transfer lying on her mobile phone's WeChat, and said to Du Zhong beside her: "Actually, it's not too late now. I can go directly to the subway, so you don't have to send me off." "

Eucommia ulmoides was currently sleeping with her arms folded and her eyes closed. When she heard this, she said calmly: "It's the proper etiquette."

He has returned to cherishing words like gold.

But Xia Qingdai doesn't care. She is in a good mood now. She has learned a lot and made money tonight, and she has gained a lot.

After coming out of that community before, Director Wu heard that Xia Qingdai did not want to go back to school with them, but wanted to go home, so he decided to drive her first.

But she was rejected by Xia Qingdai, who was used to not bothering others. There is a subway here that can go directly to the community where she lives. It is very convenient. Why should the elderly make an extra trip!

Wu, a stubborn middle-aged man who doesn't know destiny, luckily didn't hear her voice, otherwise he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

He's just a little bald and has more wrinkles on his forehead and crow's feet, but he's not even fifty yet, so why is he an old man?

Who are you looking down on?
If you knew that Xia Qingdai looked at him this way, he would not let Eucommia ulmoides go to see her off. You are a young man and you must know the way.