"Doctor, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and check me.”
The man began to urge Su Cheng.
"I have my parents and children. If I get stroke, I'll be finished.”
Since the man strongly requested for a checkup, Su Cheng began to give him a checkup form.
What did he need to consider, such as an electrocardiogram, a heart ultrasound, and so on? He had to give him a set.
The most important thing was to check the head's MRI scan to rule out cerebral vasular disease.
Half an hour later, the man came to Su Cheng with the examination report.
Su Cheng looked through all the checklists carefully.
He realized that there was no obvious problem.
At this moment, the man stretched out his hands and said,"
"Doctor, take a good look at me again. I ran around with the examination results and found that the blackness on my hands had lessened a lot.”
Su Cheng held the man's hands and looked at them.
His blackened palm had indeed become much lighter, completely different from when he came.
Su Cheng was even more puzzled!
This illness changed quite quickly!
Hence, he touched the patient's palm.
In the end, he realized that his hands had also turned a little black.
Su Cheng immediately understood.
Damn it!
After a long time, it turned out that this man's hand had been dyed red.
However, it was not obvious.
Because of this, the man went to the hospital and insisted on getting a checkup, causing a commotion.
"Doctor, I've already done the checkup. Do I have cerebral vasectomy?”
Su Cheng shook his head.
"Other than having mild cerebral artery stiffness and benign benign inflammatory disease, you don't have anything else.
Moreover, these two diseases would not cause his hands to turn black.”
"I know about the cerebral artery stiffness and the benign benign tumor, but my hands are black. How did it happen, doctor?”
Su Cheng was so angry that he almost laughed.
You have something on your hand, and you came to ask the doctor.
Playing!
"Go to the bathroom and wash your hands.”
"Doctor, are you kidding me? My hands are black, how can you make me wash my hands?”
Su Cheng began to feel that this man might have some mental problems.
He couldn't even tell that his hands were stained.
Could it be that there was no mental problem?
"You'd better go wash your hands. After you wash your hands, I'm sure there won't be any problems.”
"Doctor, you're not lying to me?"
"Go!"
The man walked to the washroom doubtfully.
Two minutes later, he ran over again.
"Doctor, you're really amazing. My hands are really not black anymore.”
Su Cheng was completely speechless.
This man didn't look like a mental patient at all, but why was he so stupid?
He felt that his IQ was really not online.
"Your hands are dyed black. Can't you tell? You still have to find a doctor for this!"
The man should have understood the truth of the matter. He immediately stammered,
"I heard that black hands are a precursor to stroke.
Since the doctor is fine, I'll leave.”
Su Cheng waved his hand and didn't say anything. He quickly let him go.
Needless to say, this patient did not get any points.
Su Cheng was writing a medical report.
Two minutes later, the man returned.
He looked very happy.
"Doctor, I finally know why my hands are turning black.”
Su Cheng felt like punching someone.
You know that your hands are turning black. Do you need to come back and tell me?
Is my time cheap?
"So it was my pants that lost color. When I put my hand in my pocket, it stained my hand.”
"I'm really relieved now. I won't get cerebral vasectomy anymore.”
"Thank you, doctor. I'm leaving.”
Su Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The man had returned to tell Su Cheng the reason.
No matter what, this man was quite cultured.
At the very least, Su Cheng had not found out the reason.
He didn't call Su Cheng a quack.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaoqi walked over.
"Su Cheng, which bed is the child with diabetes that I sent over yesterday?”
"Oh, you mean Cone Nail. He's in bed 5.”
"Alright, I'll go and see him."
Su Cheng followed him.
Anyway, he had to get closer to Jiang Xiaoqi in the future.
He had to help her solve her problems, think about what she was thinking, and be anxious about what she was anxious about.
This was the only way to gain her approval and increase her trust.
Otherwise, where would the trust come from?
Without trust, how could he replicate her advanced skills?
In front of Cone Nail's hospital bed.
Jiang Xiaoqi: " You have diabetes. You almost died. Do you know that?"”
Cone Nail rolled her eyes.
"So what? So what if he died? There was no point in living anyway.”
"Yo, you little brat. How old are you? You're already indifferent to life and death.
I'm sorry, but you really won't die in my hands.
If you cooperate well with the treatment, you can live like a normal person.”
"Where's your family? Get your family member over. I'll have a good talk with him.”
"I'm an orphan. I have no family."
Cone Nail was just a little hooligan.
He was not going to fall for Jiang Xiaoqi's tricks.
Su Cheng came over and said,
"Director Jiang, he actually has a family member. However, his father did not want to care about him at all.
He had allowed him to wander outside, which was why he had become like this.”
Cone Nail was stunned, she immediately sat up on the bed.
"How did you know?"
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