The young man barely stopped himself from saying, "Don’t think you black doctors at this clinic can fool me into treating nonexistent illnesses."
Other patients and their family members in the waiting area were watching this unfold.
Even a few customers buying medicine looked over.
Many people were not familiar with the Sunshine Clinic, and at this moment, their gazes at Li Jingsheng carried skepticism.
They wanted to see how Li Jingsheng would try to convince this young man.
"I can’t treat your illness here, and personally, I feel it’s not just a cold. I suggest you immediately contact your family and go to a major hospital for a kidney function test. Also, stop drinking Sprite like it’s water; this behavior severely harms the kidneys. Staying up late also harms the kidneys. You’re still so young; you mustn’t delay. Trust me, quickly contact your family and get checked at a major hospital."
Li Jingsheng said, with a serious expression.
It’s okay for the patient to doubt or even attack him.
But as a doctor, he must let the patient understand the seriousness of the illness.
This young man is still so young; it would be a shame if the illness were delayed.
Doctors cannot make any decisions for patients; they can only give advice.
"Is it really that serious? You’re not trying to scare me, are you?"
The young man obviously still didn’t quite believe it.
"Why would I scare you? Go to a major hospital for a check-up, and please stop drinking carbonated beverages like they’re water."
Li Jingsheng almost laughed in exasperation.
"Young man, trust Dr. Li. Dr. Li is not only skilled but also has excellent medical ethics; he won’t harm you."
The wife of the elderly man treating his abscess spoke up for Li Jingsheng.
Some patients simply don’t understand Li Jingsheng’s character and thus misinterpret his good intentions.
"Dr. Li is doing this for your own good! If he really wanted to rip you off, why would he tell you to go to a major hospital?"
"Listening to the doctor is the right choice."
Others also urged the young man.
Eventually, the young man agreed.
"Alright then! I’ll go to the hospital for a check-up first, and I’ll call my parents if there’s an issue."
Like most young people working hard outside, he only reports good news to his parents, not bad.
He doesn’t want his parents to worry unless it’s something major.
Li Jingsheng felt relieved seeing the young man listen to advice.
But kidney failure is like a Pandora’s box; once opened, it can’t be stopped.
Based on Li Jingsheng’s professional judgment, this young man’s kidney failure had progressed at least to stage two, perhaps even worse. In the late stage, he would likely need dialysis to stay alive.
Getting a kidney transplant is hard; one, it’s difficult to wait for a donor, and two, the exorbitant costs make many families shy away.
Even if the transplant is successful, lifelong anti-rejection medication is still necessary.
It’s truly lamentable that this young man has developed kidney failure at such a young age.
On the contrary, the ’glamorous man’ bothering Tang Ping may have symptoms of kidney deficiency, but that’s not a major issue.
Most middle-aged men have kidney deficiency problems; it’s just a matter of degree.
Kidney deficiency is not the same as kidney failure; the two are completely different illnesses.
With two patients back-to-back not having simple ailments, Li Jingsheng remained extremely cautious.
Good business is a positive thing, but it also increases the crisis.
Among the patients he sees, any could potentially shock him.
Fortunately, the next few patients weren’t difficult cases; the most severe had a bad case of tonsillitis, for which he directly prescribed medication and had Tang Ping administer an IV.
Not half an hour later, Doctor Xu rushed in.
"Teacher! You’re here!"


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