"Did he bit it by a snake?" The male student was curious. "Did he not realize he was bitten by a snake? Generally speaking, don't farmers wear trousers? How can snakes..."

"He said that the trousers he was wearing suddenly felt a tingling when he walked through the tall grass and saw nothing." Gregory shook his head.

"Well, then we should now give the corresponding anti-venom serum based on the type of snake - I don't know where this is the story, but I think we should at least go to the farm to try to catch one or two snakes to determine what poisonous snakes are there." The male student gave his own advice.

"Yes, but maybe we need a little time to deal with another thing - there is a very vicious big dog in their farm, so we may need to deal with this uninvited guest before we can go in and search for the venomous snake. At the same time, we turned our attention to the second patient, who has no way to advance for the first patient yet."

As he said this, Gregory began to tell the story of the sonorous rose as a member of the women's volleyball team.

"The patient, after examination, the doctor believed that the pain should have come from Achilles tendinitis, but..."

"Is there any information to investigate?" asked the male student again. "Just like the wound on the leg of the farmer uncle, you didn't tell us, but we can ask?"

"In principle, you need to think about what questions you ask, but I can use this opportunity to tell you not to care too much about the patient."

"Why?" the female student was stunned. "You mean... let's not be too friendly to patients?"

"Can you do surgery on your mother?" Gregory asked suddenly.

"I don't think so," the female student shook her head immediately. "In this case, I can't be objective and rational in any case, and it's easy to affect my judgment."

"Since you know this, why do you still remember to treat your patients as family?" Gregory asked back. "Next, I will tell you what you can easily check if your doctor has a good relationship with your patients."

"First of all, the patient's father, grandparents and great-grandfathers have no history of cancer, Parkinson's or degenerative diseases." After saying this, Gregory took a deep breath. "Then there was a boy in the school volleyball team. He used to be intimate with the girl at a party, but now the boy has no contact with her at all. One of her classmates said that the boy had never liked her and was a complete playboy. But even though she knew about it, she was still very depressed."

"Cough cough..." At this moment, the boy and the girl suddenly heard a cough sound outside the back door of the classroom - it seemed that someone was standing in the passage listening to Gregory's class.

"Is this...is it related to diagnosis?" the male student thought for a while before asking tentatively. "Do you mean that it is easy to get a lot of information that affects treatment?"

"Yes," Gregory nodded. "The doctor who examined her is such a wonderful way to rejuvenate. We usually want the disease to tell us the answer to the disease, and she directly lets the organs tell us the answer to the private life. The more troublesome thing is that she found a tumor in the thyroid gland - guess why?"

"Because thyroid abnormalities can cause depression mental state?" The female student quickly reacted. "And it can also cause tendonitis!"

"Yes, your basic theoretical foundation is very solid." Gregory praised the female student.

"But if that's the case...didn't you just warn us not to know so much information? But it was because of her attention to this information that we finally found the existence of this tumor..." the female student asked again. "What you want to tell us is..."

"Yes, we found this little tumor, but is it really the answer?" Gregory shook his head. "On the contrary, because we found this little guy, we were forced to talk about this thing as the top priority of Tianzi, and let Keng Rose do expensive and painful tests - a needle on the thyroid gland in the neck is not a good thing. Next, I will tell you how a qualified doctor should deal with these problems - switch to patient No. 3, the handsome guy."

...

"Does this golf patient have any meaningful information that can be found?" asked the male student.

"No, because he kept shouting," Gregory spread his hands. "Currently curled up on the hospital bed, holding his right leg and wailing loudly, and he wouldn't respond no matter what we asked."

"Then... give him 50 mg of Duling?" asked the male student tentatively. "Maybe this will calm him down and give us time to see a doctor."

"What if he is allergic to Du Lengding?" asked the female student.

"The probability is not high, and..." The male student glanced at Gregory and hesitated for a while before saying. "We are in the hospital, even if we are allergic, there is a high chance that we can save his life."

"He was right, we were in the hospital," Gregory admired this Russian roulette practice. "But in fact, it wasn't our turn to make a judgment--just as we found Dulingtin and hesitated whether to inject the injection, the patient snatched Dulingtin and injected himself. Obviously, he knew that he would not be allergic and was a veteran in this regard."

Speaking of this, Gregory suddenly cleared his throat and then made an intoxicated expression - obviously imitating the patient.

"Thank you," his face was full of ecstasy. "I feel much better now~"

"Is this... a qualified doctor's way of handling it?" the female doctor frowned.

"Yes, I think the doctor did a great job." Gregory said his expression and nodded seriously.

"But that addict was obviously here to deceive Du Lengding as an anesthetic. We were deceived by him and messed up the matter!" The male student said in confusion.
Chapter completed!