Capter 62 Strange Patient
Let’s get started!” Lydia raised her hand as a signal to open the manor’s inner secret door.
Consulting rooms appeared one after another in front of everyone. All the doctors needed to treat
patients in groups.
Hilda was the first to set off. She couldn’t wait to let others know how great the Gibsons were,
especially that arrogant girl!
Soon, it beca clear that the patients brought by the Yarwoods were indeed difficult to treat. Every
group of doctors ca out solemnly, having taken an extrely long ti to
diagnose the patients.
The Gibsons and the Shepherds ca out smiling, while Felix found it slightly difficult. But luckily, he
still could write a dical prescription.
Many people didn’t even understand the patient’s symptoms, just whispering when they ca out.
They looked like candidates who had just finished the exam, confirming the
answers.
“What disease does the third patient have?”
“I can’t tell. When I asked the patient, he said he had a headache. But his X–rays did not
indicate that he had a tumor.”
Xavier listened to the conversation, feeling a little scared. “Miss, we’d better not go. Abel
and I have bad dical skills.”
“Follow ,” Wynter said. She picked up her bag and stood up. Her gaze was pure and
beautiful.
It was their turn. According to previous rankings, they were the last group. After all, none of them had
any dical records, and they were all students who had not graduated.
Xavier held the door fra, refusing to enter. “Miss, I don’t know how to treat patients. Why
don’t find soone else? I…
you
Wynter kicked him in. Seeing that, the Youngs stayed silent. No one would take the three of them
seriously.
Knowing dicine didn’t an being able to treat a patient. They believed that she would
expose her true colors during consultation.
After all, her grandma had caused a patient to die because she used the wrong dicine.
Moreover, they knew the extent of Abel and Xavier’s dical skills.
The two of them only knew how to treat minor illnesses. They probably didn’t even know how to
diagnose those three patients.
Xavier thought the sa. As soon as he entered the consulting room, he was helpless.” Miss, treating
a patient isn’t trivial. Let’s look through the dical books first…”
“Pulse blockage due to damp heat.” Wynter had already begun to diagnose. While recording, she
asked the first patient, “Are you afraid of acupuncture treatnt?*
The patient shook his head. Then, she pressed his fingertips with one hand, performing acupuncture
and bloodletting with the other.
Before they could react, she quickly retracted the needle and said, “Next.”
Xavier and Abel’s eyes widened. What surprised them was nothing more than the fact that the patient
seed to be well, and he thanked Wynter energetically.
Xavier turned to look at Abel. “Abel, your friend is a genius!”
Abel was in a daze. “But Mrs. Yates Senior told that she has no talent. And her qualifications are
average…
“It’s only been three minutes. Wynter has already treated two people!”
By then, Wynter had already placed her fingertips on the third patient’s wrist.
Through the curtain, the patient kept coughing. But his breath was steady, the pulse was strong, and
the cough wasn’t abnormal.
Wynter raised her eyebrows, then closed her eyes. She seed to be thinking but also seed to
want to understand the pulse more clearly.
“You said you have a headache?” Soon, she opened her eyes and looked toward the curtain.
The patient coughed, saying hoarsely, “Yeah, I don’t know what’s happening. Since last month, my
head has been hurting from ti to ti. The doctor couldn’t diagnose it.” She smiled, then wrote a few
words on the dical diagnosis form without further asking.
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