Clinics, hospitals, and pharmacies are rather unique places of business; without a specific purpose, few people wander into them.
Unlike supermarkets and clothing stores, which are bustling with customers from dawn to dusk.
"Oh, so you’re an acquaintance of Sister Ou’s! She’s a regular customer at our clinic. She’s incredibly warm-hearted and often helps promote our little clinic for free,"
Li Jingsheng stood up to pour a glass of water for the man.
Then he poured three more glasses for the family of three buying health supplements. The little boy wanted to drink, but his mother wouldn’t allow it.
Maybe she was worried that the number of patients in the clinic might lead to the spread of viruses and bacteria.
Whether they drink or not is one thing, but Li Jingsheng couldn’t avoid offering them water.
Otherwise, it might create a psychological gap for the customers, making them feel like they are being treated differently.
They might not come back next time.
"Dr. Li, I’ve been experiencing a bloated stomach recently and feeling a bit weak. Should I be taking some digestive tablets?" The man, after drinking two sips of water, finally stated his intention.
"How long has this been going on?"
Currently, Li Jingsheng’s skills in gastroenterology are at a proficient level, equivalent to that of a senior resident doctor.
For diagnosing common digestive tract diseases, it’s quite sufficient.
Currently, his life points had accumulated from 204 yesterday to 227.
When treating ordinary patients, his life points increase relatively slowly.
Having this much "surplus food" at home, he’s not worried at all.
At worst, he could use up a few dozen life points and level up his gastroenterology skills.
He also discovered an interesting phenomenon.
For instance, when prescribing medicine for a cold patient, it immediately adds 1 life point. Then, once the patient recovers, it adds at least another 1 point.
If he could receive a good review, that would be even better, granting a direct bonus of 10 life points.
The best feeling is when a patient presents him with a silk banner in gratitude, which rewards him with 100 life points.
But such occurrences are rare and can’t be forced.
"I can’t quite remember when it started. Maybe half a year ago. Initially, after meals, I occasionally felt a bit bloated. Recently, it seems to have worsened. I don’t know if it’s because I gained weight, so I came to seek your advice."
As he spoke, the man pulled out a pack of blue Furongwang cigarettes and offered one to Li Jingsheng.
"Thank you, but I don’t smoke. Smoking isn’t allowed in the clinic, so please be considerate."
Li Jingsheng politely declined.
He also advised the man not to smoke inside the clinic.
The man wore a Rolex watch and smoked cigarettes of some quality, indicating he was well-off.
"Does the bloating occur every time after eating, or is it irregular?"
Seeing the man putting the cigarette back, Li Jingsheng continued his inquiry.
"Hmm... sometimes it’s right after a meal, and sometimes it’s three or four hours later; there’s no pattern. Lately, as soon as I sit down, I feel uncomfortable here."
The man pointed to his stomach.
Close to the upper abdominal area.
Li Jingsheng had already started observing this man’s condition closely; his complexion appeared somewhat yellowish, approaching a waxy yellow color. The sclera were also slightly yellowed.
In Li Jingsheng’s view, this was somewhat abnormal.
He seemed a bit overweight, with an estimated height of around 1.7 meters and likely weighing over 70 kilograms.
"Did you measure your weight last year?"
Li Jingsheng’s clinic didn’t have a scale. When he opened, he intended to buy one, but was short on funds, and since it wasn’t essential, he hadn’t bought it yet.
President Qiu from Best Medicine had promised to send him a scale with the next shipment.
All the more reason not to buy one.
Who doesn’t love free stuff?
"Last year, I weighed around 67 kilograms, now I’m 71 kilograms, so I’ve gained quite a bit."
The man answered directly.
"Alright, please lie down on the bed inside, let me palpate your abdomen."
"Sure! Please, take your time."
The man lay down on a bed in the infusion room inside, and Li Jingsheng asked him to unzip his jacket and lift his shirt to expose his entire abdomen.
Slightly bulging, but not excessively so.

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