Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic novel Chapter 197

Face can be so harmful sometimes.

The more status one has, the more they value their face.

Especially those involved in academic and medical research, it's even more so.

Ancient civil servants dared to bang their heads against the pillars of the palace when their advice couldn't sway the emperor, ready to accept their fate.

It's not that they didn't cherish their lives, but that they had the dignity of scholars, valuing face more than life.

Director Lian was led all the way to the study.

"Old Yang, Lian Tao is here to see you!"

Director Lian hurriedly walked to the bedside, only to see Director Yang's face sallow like gold paper, with a few books placed beside the pillow.

Practical Internal Medicine, Internal Medicine Handbook, Infectious Diseases, 100 Cases of Diarrhea of Uncertain Diagnosis...

Seeing this, Director Yang may be sick physically, but his mind is still on that infant.

He has been flipping through books and doing research in the past few days.

Infectious Diseases is a textbook, a new edition; it seems Director Yang either bought it from a bookstore or borrowed it from someone.

"Teacher, are you feeling better? I just returned today and heard you were ill, so I rushed over after work." Director Lian slightly bent to observe Director Yang's condition.

The medical profession still holds much respect for their academic mentors.

"You two have a chat first!"

Director Yang's wife knows her husband values his face, leaving the space for the mentor and student.

"Ah, this time I've really lost face big time!"

Director Yang sighed deeply.

"It's nothing to worry about; doctors are human too, not gods. It's perfectly normal to encounter perplexing illnesses and fail to pinpoint their causes. Many have made wrong diagnoses before; this is much better than misdiagnosis or overlooking the condition. If the family had cooperated, with your skills, you certainly would have found the real cause."

Director Lian could only try to comfort his mentor.

At this point, what Director Yang needed was just a way out.

"Lian Tao, have you looked at the case? I've been pondering it these past few days, and only two possibilities come to mind. It's either neurogenic diarrhea or food-induced allergies."

Director Yang lying in bed flipping through books wasn't in vain.

After thorough reasoning, he concluded two possible causes.

"After reviewing the information, I suspect it might be cow's milk protein allergy. Since the child had no issues before half a year old, but developed problems after transitioning to supplementary feeding. Cow's milk protein allergy is not uncommon in infants but is particularly prone to misdiagnosis and oversight. Especially since this infant is already malnourished, the disease course is exceptionally long, and the symptoms vary greatly, leading people to suspect bacterial dysentery easily.

But because of your insistence on conducting stool cultures three times with negative results, multiple suspected causes were ruled out."

Director Lian placed emphasis on affirming the importance of investigating stool samples.

Don't think a student's words lack weight.

A student as excellent as Director Lian may have already surpassed his mentor in status and authority.

"Is that what you think too?"

Director Yang's spirits lifted upon hearing that the student also believed it likely to be food allergy-induced.

"My diagnostic opinion largely aligns with yours; food allergy is the most probable explanation."

"Initially, I too was misled by the pediatric hospital's treatment process. If the family had been more patient, I definitely could have found the real cause."

Director Yang would only say such explanatory words to a trusted student.

Consider it having someone to confide in.

"But our current speculation is useless! The family already doesn't trust us and forcefully discharged two days ago."

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