Social Death Patient 060
Pan Xiaoyi didn't believe that there were several kinds of parasites in his body, but he was still disgusted when he heard about the twelve-meter-long tapeworm.
He hesitated to respond.
"Are you scared?" Bai Jiesui said with a smile, "Then do you still want to see evidence?"
"I'm not scared, I'm just disgusted by what you said."
"Eating raw meat isn't disgusting?"
"We don't eat all raw meat. We have very high requirements for raw meat. Only extremely fresh and high-quality raw meat will be eaten raw. This is the pursuit of ultimate deliciousness." When talking about raw meat, Pan Xiaoyi has a lot to say.
“Are parasites in raw meat just as delicious?”
This made Pan Xiaoyi silent again.
"The parasites in high-end cuisine are raised by parasitizing high-end ingredients. They are definitely high-end parasites, different from ordinary parasites, and of course they taste more delicious." Someone in the crowd said something in a cryptic way.
The person next to him suddenly realized something and said, "No wonder Mr. Pan was reluctant to part with it. This one must be worth hundreds of dollars."
"Who can say for sure? Maybe there are more than a few hundred. Parasites develop in cycles and have to go through several intermediate hosts. Every parasitism has a cost."
Pan Xiaoyi was on the verge of exploding at any moment, and no matter how strong his mentality was, he couldn't withstand such teasing.
"That's enough, all of you. I told you I only trust Mr. Kamishima's diagnosis. I don't believe anything that isn't said by Mr. Kamishima."
Kamijima stumbled over his words, probably understanding what they had just been arguing about.
He had a conversation with Pan Xiaoyi, and the main idea was probably to let Pan Xiaoyi show Bai Jiesui.
"Mr. Shendao, do you also suspect that I have parasites?" Pan Xiaoyi was not very willing.
Shendao: "I want to see what she's trying to say and whether she has any real skills. I can't understand the medical books she wrote, but I'm very curious about how effective her innovations and optimizations are without using traditional medical prescriptions or treatments."
He didn't care about letting Pan Xiaoyi be a test subject. He was more concerned about whether Bai Jiesui had misdiagnosed Pan Xiaoyi, how to determine that Pan Xiaoyi had parasites, and how to force the parasites out of his body.
Pan Xiaoyi obeyed Shendao's words and agreed to be a test subject even though he was reluctant.
"Mr. Shendao told you to give it a try, Miss Bai, but you can't use the medical prescriptions recorded in ancient recipes. You have to use the ones you wrote yourself."
Shendao was undoubtedly deliberately creating difficulties for her by doing this. All the Chinese medicine doctors present could no longer sit still and stood up to speak for her.
Yang Yanwen: "The treatments recorded in ancient prescriptions are valuable experiences summed up by our ancestors generation after generation. Why can't they be used?"
Vice President Huang: "You are so overbearing and unreasonable. You don't allow us to use the things passed down by our ancestors. How can this be justified?"
Seeing their anxiety, Pan Xiaoyi became even more proud. "Mr. Shendao is saying that since Miss Bai dares to write a medical book and research her own medical prescriptions and treatments, she must be absolutely confident in her prescriptions. Since she is so confident and dares to publish a book, why does she still use ancient prescriptions and treatments? Why not let us see Miss Bai's treatments live? Didn't everyone praise Miss Bai's medical books before? Why don't you have no confidence in her now?"
Yang Yanwen: "That's ridiculous. Traditional Chinese Medicine is interconnected, and even different medical books have connections. You want her to create a new category without basing it on the ancient prescriptions of her predecessors?"
"That depends on Miss Bai's ability." Pan Xiaoyi had a condescending attitude, and it was obvious that he was talking without any worries.
"It's simply unreasonable." Yang Yanwen was so angry that he had nothing to say.
"Mr. Pan, aren't your requirements too harsh?" Even Xu Ze, an outsider, felt that their demands were a bit excessive.
Pan Xiaoyi spread his hands. "Harsh? Does that mean Miss Bai isn't confident in the medical prescriptions she wrote?"
Yang Yanwen wanted to persuade Bai Jiesui not to bother with Shendao and Pan Xiaoyi anymore, and just let them be, as they were just being unreasonable.
As soon as he called Bai Jiesui's name, Bai Jiesui understood his intention and gave him a reassuring look.
"It's okay. I wasn't planning on using the existing treatment anyway."
At this time, Asan helped Baijiesui to get the acupuncture needles.
"You can't even give acupuncture, right?" she asked Pan Xiaoyi.
She was actually satirizing Shen Dao and Pan Xiaoyi. Acupuncture needles are medical devices. If even medical devices cannot be used, then according to this idea, all herbal medicines cannot be used either. Then what diseases can be cured?
But Pan Xiaoyi doesn't even have the power to decide on such a small matter, and has to seek Shendao's opinion.
Kamijima nodded to indicate that it was okay.
Pan Xiaoyi: "Mr. Shendao said there are a few acupoints you can't prick."
Shendao slowly took out a human body acupuncture map and pointed out several important human acupuncture points.
"You guys are really something." Vice President Huang felt so uncomfortable watching from the side that he couldn't help but feel aggrieved for Bai Jiesui.
Yang Yanwen: "Why don't you circle a few more seats, I'll see how many you can choose."
All the people with status and position at the scene gathered in the front, and Zhang Ruhan followed closely beside Yang Yanwen, but the space in the front was limited, and unknown people like Wen Chao and Gao Wanjie could only watch silently from the back and chat and complain.
Wen Chao touched Gao Wanjie's arm and asked, "Does this scene look familiar?"
"What do you mean by familiar?" Gao Wanjie felt that his blood pressure was taken down. The main reason was that Shendao's request was too shameless, and that Pan Xiaoyi was also irritating.
Wen Chao: "Ban heroes before the game."
Gao Wanjie: “…”
He really wanted to thank Wen Chao. From now on, he would have to think of such disgusting things every time he played games.
"The tougher the opponent, the more heroes they'll want to ban."
Before, the two of them had been complaining to each other and no third person had ever spoken. Suddenly, without any warning, they both heard the voice of a third person.
The two looked back and saw someone standing behind them.
He has a pale face and a frail body, and doesn't look very healthy.
But he was so handsome that even Gao Wanjie and Wen Chao, who were of the same sex, couldn't help but look at him twice.
"Brother, you've just recovered from a serious illness and you're here to join in the fun?"
Zong Jin stared straight ahead, glancing at Wen Chao: "He's not healed yet, and he's hanging on by a thread."
He attended the exchange meeting while being sick, no wonder he looked like he was about to collapse at any moment.
Gao Wanjie: "That's not easy for you."
Looking back on the past month, Zong Jin agreed: "You're right. This journey has been very difficult for me."
"Brother, listen to me. Your health is more important. If you want to attend the exchange meeting again, you must go back and get your health back."
"It's okay, I won't die for a while."
Seeing that he was having difficulty breathing, Gao Wanjie and Wen Chao wanted to ask him if he felt uncomfortable.
A man who looked like a driver was standing behind him, also persuading him to go to the back to rest and breathe oxygen.
"I'm just a little out of breath because I walked too fast. I'll be fine after a while." He said stubbornly.
At this time, the driver whispered two words in his ear.
He frowned irritably, and although reluctant, he still followed the driver to the back. However, he looked back every step of the way, showing that he was reluctant to leave.
Gao Wanjie and Wen Chao watched his back disappear.
The strange person was just a small episode, and the two continued to watch the fun and discuss.
In front, Shendao had already circled the several school positions he had selected.
Traditional acupoints for expelling parasites, such as Sifeng, Baichongjie, Zusanli, and Dachangshu, have been specially circled by Shendao.
After stopping writing, Kamishima politely asked, "Is it okay for me to exclude these?"
His politeness might even give people the illusion that if you don't like it, he can cancel the exclusion.
Shendao's hypocritical words caused an uproar.
Gao Wanjie: "Shang Juxu, Tianshu, Daheng...will they leave Bai Jiesui any chance of survival?"
Wen Chao: "They set so many preconditions because they just don't want Bai Jiesui to win."
Did Kamijima's action only suppress Bai Jiesui? He suppressed several Chinese medicine doctors standing behind him.
Shendao and Pan Xiaoyi had just suffered a lot of anger at the scene, and now they finally had the opportunity to fight back.
If you don't claim to be the orthodox of traditional Chinese medicine, he will deliberately create difficulties to embarrass Bai Jiesui.
Bai Jiesui was embarrassed, and the old Chinese doctor present was also embarrassed.
None of them wanted to see Bai Jiesui lose, but the current situation was that Bai Jiesui had no chance of winning.
Yang Yanwen was still trying to find a way to reason with Shendao. If he couldn't convince him, he would just quit. There was no need to be constrained by them.
At this time, Bai Jiesui said confidently and generously: "No problem, is that all?"
"I admire Miss Bai's confidence." Shendao said with a confident smile.
"If Miss Bai can expel the parasites from Mr. Pan's body through a completely new method without using the above-mentioned skills, then I will recognize Miss Bai's ability to write a medical book and also acknowledge the new prescriptions and treatments in the book."
Pan Xiaoyi translated the words word for word.
Bai Jiesui asked him, "Do you want to vomit it out or release it?"
Pan Xiaoyi had no right to choose at all, so Shendao helped him make the decision.
"Spit it out."
Everyone can observe it when it is spit out from above, but it is not very convenient to watch when it leaks out, especially since they are restricted by the venue.
Pan Xiaoyi naturally believed in Shendao. Since Mr. Shendao asked him to try, he was not afraid that the white mustard spike could make him vomit out the parasites.
But there is a one in ten thousand chance that it would actually come out of your mouth, which would be so disgusting.
Pan Xiaoyi endured the discomfort in his heart and, following Bai Jiesui's instructions, took off his coat and unbuttoned his shirt to make it easier for her to give him acupuncture.
The scene was watched by many people, and all of them were experts in the industry.
Pan Xiaoyi couldn't help feeling a little nervous, but there was no sign of nervousness on Bai Jiesui's face.
She manipulated each needle very calmly throughout the whole process. Her movements were decisive and clean, without any delay. It was obvious at a glance that she was very skilled in needlework.
But the acupuncture points where she inserted the needles made the surrounding Chinese medicine doctors frown and worry for her, as they were all completely unrelated acupuncture points.
Only Shendao, who had nothing to do with the matter, looked calm, in sharp contrast to the other doctors. On the contrary, because he couldn't understand the acupuncture points of Baijiesui, he couldn't hide the smile on his face several times.
Pan Xiaoyi mainly looked at Shendao's expression. As long as Shendao was not anxious, he would not be afraid.
Moreover, since there was no pain when the needle was inserted into the mustard seed, he became less and less nervous.
Soon, dozens of needles were stuck into Pan Xiaoyi's body.
The senior Chinese medicine practitioners in front couldn't understand Bai Jiesui's acupuncture method, and the two rookies Gao Wanjie and Wen Chao were even more confused.
Gao Wanjie: "What do you think the needles Bai Jiesui gave her are used for?"
Wen Chao shook his head: "I don't understand."
Gao Wanjie: "I'm really nervous right now. If Bai Jiesui works all day and nothing works, won't that lackey and his master be so proud?"
Wen Chao wanted to say what he could do, but he was just a small student of traditional Chinese medicine and was not even qualified to stand in the front row. He could only watch the fun as a spectator.
However, at this time, they heard a familiar voice again.
"Impossible, she will definitely win back her face."
Gao Wanjie and Wen Chao looked back and saw that the guy who had just left was standing behind them again.
But now he looks much better than before, and there is a little color on his lips.
"Brother, you're back so soon? Why don't you rest a little longer?"
Gao Wanjie and Wen Chao thought that he had sneaked out. Only ten minutes had passed, and it was impossible for his body to recover so quickly. He just looked a little more energetic, not as if he was about to die at any time as before.
Finally, he didn't hide it anymore. He covered his lips and coughed twice, then honestly admitted, "I sneaked out. Please be quiet."
As Chinese medicine practitioners and his attending physicians, Gao Wanjie and Wen Chao were overwhelmed by the thought of such a disobedient patient.
"Brother, you love to watch the fun so much that you don't even want to die just to watch it?"
"That's not the case," he denied, then corrected himself, "I look at people."
It's not about watching the fun, it's about watching the people.
Gao Wanjie and Wen Chao followed his gaze.
"You're not a fan of White Mustard Hoop, are you?"
He coughed lightly and said, "You just noticed it?"
Gao Wanjie and Wen Chaoshi just realized that they thought Bai Jiesui’s fans only appeared on the Internet and were hard to meet in real life.
Moreover, this was a serious medical exchange meeting. Although the person in front of him was seriously ill, he should be a medical practitioner.
Bai Jie Sui's variety shows are all for outsiders to watch. People in the industry hardly have much interest in them and are unlikely to become her fans.
So there is only one possibility.
"So you're a fan of looks?"
"She's definitely beautiful, in my eyes. No one can match her talent in the medical field. The only reason Old Man Zhou can be her master is because he lived a few decades longer than her. Sooner or later, she would have surpassed him. But now, Old Man Zhou may not be able to catch up with her..."
Zong Jin thought about it seriously.
"Saying that I'm just a fan of looks is too superficial. I think I'm a fan of true love."
Gao Wanjie and Wen Chao both fell silent.
"No, brother, you are a brainless fan."
Zong Jin's originally relaxed eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Wen Chao with a somewhat oppressive look: "You said I'm stupid?"
Wen Chao became nervous when he was stared at. Although he didn't know the man in front of him, the sense of oppression he brought was real.
"That's good. I've heard so many people praise my intelligence and ask me to do this and that. You are the first person in the world who says I'm stupid." Zong Jin coughed lightly and smiled amiably.
Some people say that he is mentally retarded, which means that his brain is not working well, and because his brain is not working well, he can't write anything. Isn't this a perfect reason to delay writing?
So he looked at Wen Chao with a more gentle look.
"Excuse me, what's your name? Where do you work or study?"
Because of this misunderstanding, Wen Chao didn't dare to reveal his identity. He hurriedly explained that he had no intention of mocking the other party.
"Brain-dead fan is just an adjective. I didn't mean to say you are brain-dead."
"Don't be nervous, I'm not angry. Please keep your point. From now on, you will be the first witness that my brain is not working well. You must stand up for me." He patted Wen Chao's shoulder.
Although he didn't use much force with his hands, Wen Chao's knees became weak uncontrollably. He felt as if he was plotting something.
At this time, Xu Ze turned around and saw Zong Jin. He put away the mobile phone that was used to inform him and walked out of the crowd.
When Zong Jin saw Xu Ze coming over, he knew that his short period of freedom was over.
"Can't you let me finish reading it?" He tried to bargain.
"There are nearly a hundred people here. How long do you think you can stay in this densely populated environment?"
Zong Jin wanted to cough, but he clenched his fists and held it back.
"I feel fine. I don't feel particularly uncomfortable."
Xu Zexin said, "You just breathed oxygen for ten minutes, and you can only hold on for a few minutes. Let's see if you can still be strong after a few minutes."
This was the second time he was taken away. He kept looking back every step of the way and was reluctant to leave.
But the difference was that this time, Bai Jiesui looked over here.
Zong Jin stopped immediately, thinking she saw him.
However, her gaze only flashed by and did not linger on him.
He waited for a while in disappointment, but she didn't look at him again, so he continued to follow Xu Ze.
Bai Jiesui was looking for someone everywhere. When she saw the male receptionist in uniform at the door, she waved to him.
Then the male receptionist came over and asked her if she needed anything.
Bai Jiesui: "Could you please bring me a basin, or a spittoon, anything that can hold something will do."
The male receptionist provided very good service. He didn't ask if she had any, but just said that he would help her solve her needs as soon as possible and asked her to wait a moment.
After the male receptionist left, Bai Jiesui continued to give Pan Xiaoyi two more injections.
However, she did not move for a long time after giving the two injections. She still had a needle in her hand, but she did not insert it into Pan Xiaoyi.
"Why are you hesitating, Miss Bai? Are you encountering difficulties?" Shendao asked.
Pan Xiaoyi even added some of his own words while translating and asked her if she was stalling for time.
"Oh, I'm waiting for the basin. The purple flower stones on the ground are hundreds of years old. It would be a shame if Mr. Pan's filth ruined them."
This house used to be an official residence awarded by the emperor. When it was built, it was paved with precious purple flower stones. Each stone has different patterns and colors, and it reflects a magical glare under the sunlight. Anyone who sees the stones on the ground will know that they are good things.
Bai Jiesui was right. We really couldn’t let Pan Xiaoyi’s filthy stuff ruin the place.
Yang Yanwen: "Or let Mr. Pan go out for treatment. It would be bad if his filth spilled out and polluted Mr. Zong's house."
Vice President Huang agreed, "That's a good suggestion. Let's go outside."
Pan Xiaoyi was now pricked like a hedgehog and was about to be driven out. He felt that his self-esteem had been seriously insulted.
"I'm not going out, and you haven't even proven I have parasites in my body. Why are you kicking me out? Is this how you treat guests?"
He didn't want to leave, and there was nothing others could do about him. They couldn't force him out, as that would be too uncivilized.
The male receptionist was quite efficient and quickly brought back an enamel spittoon with a label on it, which must have been newly bought.
After thanking him, Bai Jiesui handed the spittoon to Pan Xiaoyi and asked him to hold it.
"You have to be careful not to get your filth out, or you'll have to clean it up yourself."
When he actually hugged the spittoon with the Chinese character "囍" on it, Pan Xiaoyi started to get nervous for no reason.
He felt another injection from the white mustard spike. This injection was just as painless as the previous one, except for a slight sore and swollen feeling when the needle was inserted.
But as soon as the white mustard needle was inserted, he immediately felt a surge of gas in his stomach.
This is a sign of vomiting.
He subconsciously put the spittoon to his mouth, ready to vomit.
But someone was dissatisfied that his head was not buried deep enough and was afraid that he would splash out the filth, so they suddenly pressed down on the back of Pan Xiaoyi's head from behind, making his face come into direct contact with the spittoon.
He also vomited at the same time.
Although Pan Xiaoyi vomited, the hand behind him showed no sign of loosening. Instead, it pressed even tighter, making it impossible for him to move.
The action behind him caught Pan Xiaoyi off guard, and he choked when he vomited.
No one knew what was inside his spittoon, not even Pan Xiaoyi himself, because his face completely covered the opening of the spittoon.
After he vomited for nearly a minute, the noise finally calmed down.
Pan Xiaoyi asked people to let him go in a muffled voice.
Bai Jiesui said to Asan, "Let him go."
After vomiting for a whole minute, Pan Xiaoyi felt a little dazed when he raised his head.
The contents of the spittoon were disgusting. Pan Xiaoyi only took one look and got goose bumps all over his body, and his spine and the back of his head were numb.
He still had some sense and knew to put the spittoon on the ground first instead of throwing away such a disgusting thing.
Pan Xiaoyi couldn't imagine that the contents were vomited out by himself, just vomited out from his mouth.
Every time he thought of this, he felt his stomach churning and the urge to vomit was about to come up again.
The goose bumps on his body didn't go away for a long time, and he shivered from time to time.
However, that was not the end. He then heard something that made his whole body shudder.
"You still have one hanging from your nose."
One? One what?
Only then did Pan Xiaoyi realize that no one was looking at the spittoon, but at him, or to be more precise, at his mouth and nose.
Their expressions were complicated, even Shendao looked disgusted.
Pan Xiaoyi looked down following everyone's gaze and saw a two or three centimeter long thread-like object hanging under his nose. It was a tapeworm that looked like a noodle.
It was something that accidentally came out of his nose when he was choked just now, and was swaying from side to side with his movements.
Pan Xiaoyi couldn't bear it any longer and screamed in fear in the lobby of the conference hall.
I was extremely nervous and sorry when I wrote this chapter. I'm sorry if I disgusted you (I kowtow and apologize)
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