Chapter 330 - 330 Diagnosis was correct

Chapter 330: Diagnosis was correct Chapter 330: Diagnosis was correct Li Qi’an’s excitement had faded, and all that was left was a sigh: he was too far behind the class’s female top student.

On the way to the hospital, his classmates were very curious about her ligation and suturing skills, incessantly asking questions.

As she arrived at the department and was about to attend the handover meeting, a nurse ran over and grabbed Xie Wanying, saying, “Dr. Xie, a patient is looking for you.”

Worried it might be a patient under her care, Xie Wanying quickly turned around and followed the nurse. The nurse led her to the entrance of the ward: “He says he’s the patient you asked to get the test done yesterday. Do you recognize him?”

As the door opened, the young man from yesterday’s clinic, Number 2, stood there, holding the test report and rushing towards her: “Dr. Xie, please take a quick look at this for me, what’s happening with these results?”

After asking the nurse to leave, Xie Wanying calmly took the test report to check it for the patient. The results were almost exactly what she and Teacher Tan had anticipated, so she told the patient, “You have pancreatitis, fortunately, your values haven’t skyrocketed too high. But you need to be very careful. You have gallstones, and we can’t rule out the possibility that they’re blocking part of the bile duct and pancreatic duct.”

The young man asked, “What should I do? Do I need surgery?”

“Surgery is not necessary for now. If surgery were needed, it wouldn’t be in our General Surgery Department Two, as our hospital has a specialized Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery Department, which is General Surgery Department Three.” Xie Wanying informed him, “You have inflammation now, so it’s best to get some injections and undertake comprehensive internal medicine treatment. You can register for an internal medicine appointment.”

“I don’t want to see an internist anymore!” the young man, now frightened, said, “They told me I had gastritis before and got my illness wrong.”

“The black stool you had last time might indeed have been related to gastritis. Plus, you didn’t tell the doctor about your penchant for eating hot pot with beer. I suspect you’re the type who really likes to eat a lot of meat when you have hot pot. These stones are small, and they weren’t detected in your previous ultrasound, but they showed up this time because you overindulged again. Right now, what we’re most concerned about is the dilation of your pancreatic duct, so you need to be hospitalized for a few days.”

Isn’t it normal to eat a lot of meat with hot pot? How come only he ended up with a problem when everyone eats that way?

“Each person’s body and their metabolic capabilities are different. Your digestion in this regard might be weaker, so it isn’t suitable for you. You really need to be hospitalized for more detailed examinations.”

“Dr. Xie, can I be hospitalized here under your care? I know you were the first to notice what’s wrong with me,” the young man clutched at the sleeve of her white coat.

She was just an intern, and it seemed the patient didn’t fully grasp that. Xie Wanying held back a laugh and patiently explained, “I’m just a student; I can’t admit patients. It’s best for you to seek treatment in internal medicine. Doctors in each department specialize in different areas.”

“Anyway, I only trust you.” The young man only knew that his last checkup and medication hadn’t cured him, which obviously meant there was a problem—it showed that one had to find the right doctor, and he clung tightly to her sleeve.

At the entrance of the ward, several heads sneakily stretched out to peek at the scene.

Quickly coming up with a solution, Xie Wanying said to the patient, “My senior, Kang Mingzhu, is a gastroenterologist in Ward Five. I’ll contact her for you. She’s my senior, my teacher, and I think you should be able to trust her.”

“Is your teacher more skilled than you?”

“Yes, she is the one who taught me!” Xie Wanying nodded emphatically to the patient.

“Well—okay then.” The patient finally relented.

Xie Wanying turned and walked to a corner to call Senior Kang Mingzhu.

On the other end, Kang Mingzhu picked up her phone and asked, “Yingying, what’s up?”

“Senior, there’s a patient who was seen at our surgical outpatient clinic yesterday—” Xie Wanying relayed the situation to her senior.