The young man coughed twice, leaned over to Qi Jing's ear and said, "The one below me is a little crooked."

Qi Jing was stunned and realized what he was talking about. He immediately stretched out his finger and placed it in front of him and asked, "What a wrong way?"

The young man looked closely and understood it instantly. He looked around and found that no one was around him. He began to fiddle with Qi Jing's index finger. As a result, he just gently bent the two joints of his fingers, and the angle of bending was not large.

"that's all?"

He nodded a little shyly.

Qi Jing originally thought it would be a violent case, but he didn't expect that it was just this level, and suddenly he had ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart.

Even my interest was raised, so you can show me this?

Of course, he did not show any dissatisfaction, but explained with a smile: "It's just ordinary bends, not even 10 degrees."

"Yeah?"

Seeing that he was still worried, Qi Jing changed his words and asked, "Are you a science student?"

"I just studied civil engineering in my freshman year."

Speaking of this, the young man seemed to be a little straighter, and he was obviously very satisfied with the school he had just entered.

Qi Jing used his hand to figure out a semicircle in the air, and then said, "Go home and take a protractor to measure it. The bends should not exceed 30 degrees. It will be fine if you don't affect what you do, and you don't need to deal with it."

"Can......"

"How? Is it difficult to use?"

"That's not...but."

"It's fine if it can be used, the angle is not a problem."

Logically speaking, it's almost done here, and most people will nod and leave. Unexpectedly, the child has something to explain. His speaking speed gradually slowed down, and even reached the point of pacing word by word, and his expression became extremely awkward, "But my girlfriend, girlfriend, she, she..."

"She dislikes?"

The young man nodded embarrassedly.

"Because everyone's comfort and position are different when placing, this situation is a habit that has been developed since childhood. A large number of people have different degrees of bending." Qi Jing suddenly clasped his fists and changed his tone, "I think it's strange that unless I have some special hobbies, it's very likely that it's a good thing to meet with it for the first time."

The young man didn't understand what it meant at first, but after savoring it for a while, he burst out laughing.

"Go and withdraw."

"Thanks."

After sending the patient away, Qi Jing saw that the two patients in the clinic were still talking enthusiastically, so he stood up and asked, "Who is No. 474?"

An old man in his 60s rubbed his knees, grinned and raised his hand and said, "Oh, it's me."

The old man's legs and feet are not flexible as soon as he comes, and his right leg is a little lame, and it will hurt when he hits the ground. Logically speaking, this kind of patient should go to orthopedics, but he was assigned here by the nurse. Then he looked at the pain of the joints. Ninety percent of them were acute gout, and uric acid crystals were blocked into the joints.

"The next one is you. Go to this Dr. Xue. She is better at gout."

"Oh, okay."

“No. 475?”

A middle-aged woman raised her hand: "I."

The patient seemed to have no discomfort, but Qi Jing had observed it for a while before. She had to hurt her chest once every once in a while. In addition to constantly swallowing to relieve it, she would also use her hands to stroke down her chest along the esophagus.

Typical gastroesophageal reflux.

Qi Jing pointed at Qin Ruofen on the other side: "Doctor Qin, a gastroenterologist, is very good at your disease."

“No. 476?”

......

Qi Jing arranged several patients in a row, and after confirming their respective conditions, he also informed the doctor who was suitable for them. After waiting outside the door for a long time, the patients also noticed the role played by the young doctor, so they all had good acceptance.

After doing the serious business, he sneaked to the next door again.

Even if he was not sure about He Wenyuan's case, he kept spinning in his head, but he couldn't find a breakthrough. The more he did this, the more uncomfortable Qi Jing felt, and his heart was like a cat's claws scratching.

The clinic was empty, and the two doctors were not there. Only one intern was preparing to pack up and give He Wenyuan blood pressure and heart rate.

Seeing this, Qi Jing leaned over: "Class, how are the patient?"

The intern didn't pay much attention to him, but just said casually: "It's generally good. My blood pressure just now dropped, and my heart rate and breathing are normal."

"The little guy has to speak out the key points."

Qi Jing was not very satisfied with the answer: "He was holding nitroglycerin and had morphine. If his blood pressure could not be suppressed, Ji Qingzai would be anxious. The heart rate and breathing was normal. If there was a problem now, it would be a new fatal symptom. No matter which situation happened, Ji Qing would never dare to leave."

Although he called the other person a little guy, he was actually in the same class based on age and education. However, Qi Jing went to the hospital early through his father's relationship.

But from the perspective of experience and medical skills, there is a world of difference between them.

After being trained, the intern looked at him up and down immediately, then looked him up and down and asked with a smile: "Are you the Teacher Qi who discovered ketoacidosis in the morning?"

Qi Jing didn't expect that the child was quite thick-skinned and could get close to him when he was scolded. He immediately added a lot of points to him in his heart.

"What's wrong?"

"Teacher Ji just mentioned you."

"What did he say to me?"

"Agile thinking and decisive in encountering things." The intern looked for two adjectives, "and then introduced the case in the morning and said that we would like to encourage us."

Qi Jing was very satisfied with this flattery and said with the flow: "So should I report the situation well when I meet me?"

"The pain was slightly relieved after the patient's morphine was taken, and there were no other symptoms. It was strange." The intern said a few words, then opened the ECG posted in the medical record book. "The ECG I just checked, the st segment was a little elevated. Teacher Ji suspected myocardial infarction and was waiting for the results of myocardial enzyme spectrum."

Qi Jing glanced at the corridor and saw that Ji Qing had not come, so he entered the clinic and looked at the electrocardiogram casually.

"It seems that the ischemia is the side wall and the lower wall, but the elevation is not very obvious." After a while, his brows frowned, "Why don't you report the st section of V1-V3 leads moving downward? This is a very critical message."

The intern was scolded and did not show grievance, but shook her head blankly, and then asked, "Where is moving down?"

"Here." Qi Jing pointed to a string of electrocardiograms, "and here."

“What does this mean?”

This kid is so stupid...

However, interns who can resist scolding and have no temper are rare, and Qi Jing's evaluation of him is raised again: "Don't you go to read a book by yourself? The chapter on Diagnosis Electrocardiogram is very clear."

"Oh, okay."

"What's your name?"

"Shen Xing."

Looking at his slightly aggrieved eyes, Qi Jing was about to let go and try where the child's bottom line was.

He first looked through He Wenyuan's medical book, but there was no special record in it, and Chen Xing did not stop him. When he put down the medical book and was about to go for a physical examination for He Wenyuan, Chen Xing finally couldn't help it.

He ran to Qi Jing and blocked the road halfway: "Teacher Ji said, you can't let you touch the patient."

Qi Jing was useless, but said with a smile: "I think students are too well-behaved and cannot learn anything. Do you understand?"

Chen Xing's eyes rolled and he quickly made the correct judgment: "Teacher Qi, please."
Chapter completed!