A very robust adult can be easily tormented by illness within just one or two months, reduced to skin and bones, hunched over, with a gaunt appearance.
Upon seeing Station Chief Qiao bringing the doctor into the ward, the young man’s girlfriend quickly stood up to show her respect.
She was slightly taken aback when she saw Li Jingsheng.
"This is Dr. Li from Sunshine Clinic, who is very skilled in treating internal medicine diseases. He previously worked at First Hospital for many years, and we specifically invited him for a consultation."
Station Chief Qiao praised Li Jingsheng’s credentials highly while introducing him.
No matter which hospital invites someone for a consultation, this is the usual practice.
A doctor invited for a consultation must unquestionably possess a decent level of expertise. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be invited to handle the situation.
"Hello, Dr. Li! I apologize for last time!"
The young woman was once again apologizing for her boyfriend’s disrespect at the clinic.
"What are his main symptoms now?"
Li Jingsheng generally does not hold grievances against patients.
If he were truly petty, he wouldn’t have come.
"Pain, my whole body hurts!"
The young man spoke with half-open eyes, appearing weak and listless as if on the brink of death.
"Is it an ache or severe pain?"
"My whole body aches, my entire stomach is in excruciating pain, like someone continuously stabbing my stomach with a knife."
Recognizing Li Jingsheng, the young man, in the face of life and death, couldn’t bother with embarrassment.
Rather, he clung onto him like a lifeline.
"Let me examine your abdomen!"
Li Jingsheng silently judged that the patient’s body ache was likely due to a high fever.
The body’s temperature cannot rise out of thin air; it requires the burning of stored energy in cells to achieve a temperature increase. Not to mention a high fever, even a low fever is enough to make a patient feel very uncomfortable.
Rolling up the patient’s hospital gown, the abdomen appeared emaciated.
Slightly sunken downward.
Perhaps related to long periods without food.
"Ow... it hurts, it hurts..."
The young man cried out in agony.
Li Jingsheng noticed the patient’s abdominal muscles were rigid, indicative of peritoneal irritation symptoms.
"Are you covering yourself with such a thick quilt because you’re feeling cold?"
The patient’s hands and feet were hidden under the blanket.
"Yes!"
"Is it your torso that feels cold or your hands and feet feeling somewhat cold?"
"Hands and feet feel cold, and my body seems a bit cold too."
The patient seemed unaware of these more professional distinctions in symptoms.
Li Jingsheng nodded slightly upon hearing this.
Watching from the sidelines, it was Boss Zhao’s first time witnessing Li Jingsheng’s skills, and a hint of unusual light flickered in his eyes.
You know whether someone is skilled or not when they take action.
After entering the ward, Li Jingsheng didn’t utter a single unnecessary word; every examination movement was highly professional, and the diagnostic intent was crystal clear.

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