Chapter 122 Drawing Lots & Swollen Lymph Nodes & Past History
Old Wang snorted coldly, and said confidently, "If Dr. Shu wins, I can even recognize you as my master on the spot."
"I'm sorry, I don't accept disciples." Shu Jinyue refused coldly. He didn't think it would be a great shame for him to be her disciple, did he? She is in the bookstore now. I think there are at least 80 people who want to study medicine with her. No matter how hard you try, you can't get a seat like this old man.
Shi Xuehai just told her gossip that Old Wang sounded like a pitiful man, but...what did that have to do with her? When she received the invitation, she turned down such important work and carefully prepared a speech in her busy schedule to show her talents. Wasn't she right? Why should I be so sarcastic to old men like them who want to weld the car doors shut as soon as they get in?
Their misfortune was not caused by her!
But Shu Jinyue knew that the verbal battle just now was enough. Compared with verbal battles, she would rather have a real fight. To test whether a doctor or a medical method is effective, just do it directly. This is a very direct and simple verification method.
Therefore, everyone who wanted to watch the fun offered their opinions and suggestions one after another, and continued to improve the mechanism of this "competition". Shi Xuehai asked people to record them one by one, and then started to let everyone select patients.
This completely eliminates the possibility of Shu Jinyue's "advance preparation". No matter how long her arms are, can she have her own "tentacles" in every province, city and region? No matter how much she tries, it is impossible for so many patients to be willing to give false testimony for her.
Shu Jinyue didn't even care what kind of difficult cases they provided. With her current medical skills, unless it was a terminal illness, she would always be able to find a way. Not to say that she could turn the situation around for every person sentenced to death, but at least she could extend the survival period and improve the quality of life.
So, she was not afraid at all.
She even made eye contact with Xu Duan, who was looking like he was facing a great enemy behind the crowd, and told him that she was not nervous and he didn't need to worry.
Xu Duan found it a little funny, as if he was doing something unnecessary.
Not long after, Shu Jinyue suddenly saw someone coming in from the back door - Sato.
They haven't seen each other since signing the contract with Sato Shizuka that year. Although they are both in Longguo, they are busy with work and contact each other by phone when there is something. However, Mo Shuyi will visit him several times a year and bring him some food and drinks.
Jin Yue nodded slightly to him.
Sato smiled, pointed in the direction of Xu Duan and shrugged.
He was also helpless. He was in a meeting when he suddenly received a call from Xu Duan in the laboratory, asking him to come over for help. Xu Duan had never asked him for help before, and today was a special situation. He asked him to say a few fair words for Jin Yue after he arrived.
Sato's current status in Longguo is quite special, and he is also a leading figure in the field of Western medicine. If he comes forward to prove himself for Jinyue or say a few good words, everyone will not go too far for his sake.
What Xu Duan didn't know was that Sato's meeting today was very important. Several deputy ministers were attending the meeting. The meeting was about the pacemaker project he was developing. If the project could be successfully launched, it would be of great significance. Xu Duan didn't even ask him whether he was busy or could get away, he just asked him for help.
As it turned out, there was not much trouble at all. Instead, Shu Jinyue started to complain, accusing these old pufferfish of allowing the officials to set fires but not the common people to light lamps, leaving them speechless.
In fact, it doesn’t matter much whether he comes or not.
Instead, Sato felt a little annoyed when he thought about the project he had abandoned... Tsk, this time, he had to bite off a piece of meat from Xu Duan to repay the favor.
Xu Duan didn't care about other people's opinions at all. He only cared about his wife's situation. He was worried about what would happen if Jin Yue was besieged on Guangmingding today and was hit so hard that he could never recover. It doesn't matter whether she is famous or not, he just wants her to live a happy and smooth life.
She spent her whole life pursuing her passion.
Shu Jinyue was surprised for a moment when he saw Sato, who shouldn't be here, but when he saw him running straight towards Xu Duan, he thought he wanted to talk to Xu Duan about something, so he didn't think much about it.
Soon, everyone who was willing to participate wrote a note, and the staff received a total of 66 notes, covering almost all the provincial and municipal hospitals that could be named in Longguo. After the notes were shuffled, a third party who had no connection with either party in the bet was invited to draw lots at random, and three were drawn to be on the safe side.
The first picture shows a patient with chronic myeloid leukemia, who was recommended by Jibei Provincial Hospital. It is said that he was diagnosed in their hospital more than a month ago. Currently, he is using targeted drugs, but not only is the disease not under control, but his white blood cell count has risen even higher.
"An average rural family may not be able to afford the expensive medical expenses, but this patient's situation is special. He is a retired cadre and his children are doing business outside and are well off." The expert from Jibei Provincial Hospital briefly introduced the patient's condition, and then called in front of everyone to ask if he was willing to try traditional Chinese medicine treatment.
After hearing this, the family members and the patient themselves almost shook their heads like rattles, and made it clear that they were unwilling to receive traditional Chinese medicine treatment, and also expressed some negative views on traditional Chinese medicine.
The more he spoke, the more some people present couldn't help but grin, looking at Jin Yue with a bit of sympathy and a bit of relief in their eyes.
"This young man has decent talent, why can't he figure out how to learn Chinese medicine at such a young age?"
Jin Yue didn't care and just thought it was a cricket's fart. In fact, after so many years at the grassroots level, she found that this family's attitude is the "norm" for people who have received Western cultural education.
"Oh my, this is not a good analogy. No one is willing to receive traditional Chinese medicine treatment. What should we do?" He said with a look of enjoying the show.
Unfortunately, Shu Jinyue was not panicked at all. This was within her expectations. "Please continue to fight, teacher."
"The second one is a patient with aplastic anemia, an inpatient in the Hematology Department of Guangdong Provincial Hospital." Shi Xuehai muttered to himself as he called the hospital in public. After the patient was transferred to the corresponding department, his family member answered the phone. At first, they were a little tempted, thinking that it was another chance for a turn. But when they heard that the patient had to come to Beijing for treatment, the family member was worried that the long journey would be detrimental to the patient's condition. After discussing it with the whole family, they finally refused.
From Guangdong Province to Beijing, one in the south and the other in the north, no matter which means of transportation is used, it is a hassle for critically ill patients.
It's only natural that they don't want to come. Shu Jinyue had no expression on his face.
The people who were picking on him at the beginning could no longer hide their smiles. "Dr. Shu, your luck can't be so bad that it ends before it even begins?"
"I think we should stop competing and give some face to the young man. Let's just pretend we didn't hear anything about quitting the medical field. There's no need for this bet." Someone seemed to be thinking about Jin Yue.
"No, since we've started, we have to continue." Shu Jinyue's expression remained calm. She looked at Shi Xuehai and said, "Teacher Shi, can I continue the call?"
"Okay, okay, I'll do it right away... Fortunately, the third one was nominated by Jing City Hospital."
This means that the patient is in Beijing, which saves the trouble of traveling.
What's even more "fortunate" is that this patient had unexplained lymph node enlargement and had been in the hospital for nine days without any relief, but his vital signs and emotions were stable, so his life was not in immediate danger.
Shu Jinyue is more willing to take over such patients because even if the treatment is not correct, it will not cause any damage to him other than the disease.
She had just breathed a sigh of relief when she suddenly noticed that an expert next to Shi Xuehai looked a little depressed. She had introduced him yesterday and he seemed to be the director of the Hematology Department of Jing City Hospital.
Why does he have this expression?
Shi Xuehai naturally noticed this situation, so he didn't call for the time being. "Director Li, I saw on the note that it said that this is a patient from your department. Is there any hidden reason?"
Director Li sighed, "Why don't we change one?"
"No need to change it. We should take care of the young people and choose a patient with a simpler condition so that she can perform better." Someone said sarcastically.
Director Li frowned even more upon hearing this, and sighed, "It's all my fault for wanting to join in the fun. I was thinking about this patient and wrote him down unconsciously. Let's not count it and draw a new one."
The more he hesitated, the more curious everyone became. "With Director Li's qualifications and experience, a swollen lymph node shouldn't be something that worries you so much, right?"
"That's right. Lymph node enlargement can be caused by infection, tumor, reactive hyperplasia and metabolic abnormalities. It shouldn't be difficult to rule them out."
Many hospitals across the country are only now beginning to refine their specialties. In the past few decades, diseases such as swollen lymph nodes were all classified as internal medicine diseases, while those requiring surgery were classified as surgical diseases. It has only been in recent years that people have begun to specialize in blood diseases, so this situation is not unfamiliar to them.
Director Li was still frowning. "This is a bit complicated. I still haven't figured out what caused the swelling. The biggest suspicion is leukemia, so we can only transfer him to our department temporarily."
"That's just right. This kind of undiagnosed disease is more challenging, isn't it?"
Everyone's eyes turned to Shu Jinyue.
"Okay, let's go directly to the ward."
***
Half an hour later, seeing the white coats suddenly rushing into the ward, the patient Lao Jin was dumbfounded and quickly looked at his nephew who accompanied him to the hospital: "This is..."
The nephew was also confused and even sweated from nervousness. He didn't know where to put his hands and feet. This was the first time in his life that he had seen so many people in white coats at the same time, and judging from the amount of hair they had, each of them was at a similar level to Director Li.
Director Li went up to explain, but did not mention anything about the bet, which made people feel that it was unprofessional and too frivolous.
He was really sorry: "I'm sorry, Lao Jin, let me tell you the truth, our department can't solve your situation for the time being, but it just so happens that there is a meeting going on, and blood disease experts from all over the country are gathered together, so we asked them to help you."
After listening to the first half, Lao Jin's face turned pale, but the second half gave him hope again. He was so happy that he was incoherent and held his nephew's hand: "Good, this is really great!"
Looking around, he saw a sea of white coats everywhere. He became a little nervous again and asked Director Li in a low voice, "So... so many experts, isn't it... not expensive? My family... probably can't afford so much medical expenses."
Everyone couldn't help laughing, and everyone tacitly agreed not to mention giving him three hundred yuan. After all, that was for patients coming from other places, and he was a local, so he naturally wouldn't need it. They thought that they would buy something to visit him later, and the department would provide free meals for him during his hospitalization, ensuring that every meal would be the best patient meal.
Hearing that it was free, Lao Jin breathed a sigh of relief, "Go ahead and take a look. All the examinations I've done are with Director Li. Feel free to take a look. Ask me if you have any questions."
Lao Jin is a farmer from Fangshan near Beijing. He is an optimist. "This is also my first time in Beijing in the past ten years. It's a good time to stay a few more days and go out to see that everything has changed a lot... By the way, experts, can I go out?"
No one spoke, and everyone looked at Director Li, the person primarily responsible.
Director Li had a rare stern face: "That won't do. When you were transferred here a few days ago, I noticed that your blood pressure was high. You can't go out for the time being. It's not safe if something happens outside."
The nephew also said, "Uncle, you can't leave the hospital. It's best for you to lie down in bed. Tell me what you want to eat and I'll bring it to you."
"I'll bring you two salted duck eggs that your mother pickled, and then..."
Director Li was horrified when he heard the words "salted duck eggs". He was about to speak out to stop him, but nephew Jin had already started to teach him a lesson: "Uncle, I told you that you can't eat salty food with high blood pressure, why are you still not listening?"
Lao Jin slapped the back of his head and said, "I forgot about this high blood pressure. I don't know how I got it. I didn't have any disease originally. I just got a few lumps here."
He lay down and lifted up his hospital gown, exposing his groin on both sides. He saw that there were several "bumps" the size of quail eggs on the places that should have been flat. The skin color appears normal, neither red, purple nor blue.
Someone put on gloves and felt around for a while, then reported the results of the palpation: "Bilateral inguinal lymph nodes are swollen, three on the left and two on the right, a total of five, about two centimeters in diameter, regular in shape, smooth in surface, clear in borders, no adhesion or fusion..."
Director Li took out Lao Jin's medical report and said, "We have done ultrasound and X-ray examinations, and it is just simple lymph node enlargement, without exudate, redness, swelling, heat or pain."
Someone chimed in: "The most common cause of swollen lymph nodes is infection. Has infection been ruled out now?"
"At present, common bacterial, viral and parasitic infections have been ruled out."
"Metabolic abnormalities such as sarcoidosis and lipid storage disease have also been ruled out." Director Li handed the information in his hand to everyone for circulation.
"What about lupus erythematosus and necrotizing hyperplastic lymphadenopathy?"
“That’s ruled out, too.”
Now, everyone was silent. It was obvious that the tumor was the only "option" left.
"But strangely, his tumor markers were not high, and several cancers that are prone to lymph node metastasis were also checked, but none were found."
Everyone quickly compared Director Li's words with the information, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was no wonder.
No wonder a small swollen lymph node was transferred to several departments without any results, and finally was "pushed" to the hematology department.
"No wonder he had to be transferred to the hematology department. All other diseases were ruled out, and the only suspected diagnosis was leukemia."
Before Lao Jin came, he had been vaccinated by doctors in other departments, so he was not surprised to hear that it was suspected to be leukemia. "But Director Li did a puncture for me when I came the day before yesterday, and the result was normal, right?"
Director Li nodded.
Everyone was surprised, "All the cells in the line are normal?"
Director Li nodded with a bitter face.
"Even leukemia has been ruled out, so what is going on?" Finally, someone asked the question that everyone was wondering.
Someone looked at Shu Jinyue, who had been silent the entire time and had been carefully checking the medical records: "Doctor Shu, what do you think?"
Jin Yue did not answer this malicious question that was waiting for her to embarrass herself, but looked at Lao Jin: "Uncle Jin, can you tell me in detail what happened when you got sick?"
"A week ago, the weather was quite hot. When I was taking a shower, I suddenly found two lumps on my left side. They were almost as big as quail eggs..."
Shu Jinyue immediately asked: "Did you feel any pain or numbness at the time, or did you feel soreness or weakness when walking?"
Lao Jin thought about it carefully for a moment, "No, I didn't feel anything until the lump grew so big."
Jin Yue nodded, motioning for him to continue.
Old Jin seemed nervous and needed to hold his nephew's hand before he could continue speaking.
The nephew patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, uncle. Just talk slowly. With so many experts here, there must be a way."
"The next day, I went to our township health center. They said that my lymph nodes were inflamed. They gave me anti-inflammatory injections for three days, but it didn't work. They said it might be a tumor and they couldn't treat it. They asked me to go to a large hospital in the city. It happened that my distant cousin worked as a cleaner in Beijing City Hospital, so I asked her and came. She didn't understand. She took me to the orthopedics department for two days. The orthopedics department did a lot of tests but couldn't find anything. She asked me to go to the oncology department. I didn't believe that I had a tumor and I had a few arguments with them... Tell me, how can you treat a doctor like this? I just had a few bumps on my body, and he said I had cancer. Isn't this quack medicine?"
"Okay, uncle, stop talking and get to the point."
Only then did Lao Jin stop his dissatisfaction with the previous department and continued reluctantly: "Finally, they suspected that I had leukemia, so they transferred me to Director Li."
He did not take a detour and chose the best hospital in Beijing right away without going to other hospitals to delay his treatment.
But even so, even with experts from all over the country there, they couldn't do anything about his nodules.
"How about doing surgery directly, taking some slices for testing to see the pathology and what the nature of the disease is?" someone suggested.
Others nodded, this was indeed the most appropriate approach at the moment.
Shu Jinyue, on the other hand, did not say anything. She was observing Lao Jin carefully: his skin was dark, his eyes were red, his lips were dry, and it was unclear whether he was a little excited or nervous, but his face was actually a little red.
After all, anyone who faces so many director-level experts that they can’t even fit in one room and fill up the corridor will be nervous and may even wonder if they really have an incurable disease, otherwise why would they alarm so many people.
But Shu Jinyue felt that things might not be that simple. "Let me take your pulse. Please sit down first."
Lao Jin smiled and said, "Oh, you have a Chinese medicine doctor here? That's great. I used to like seeing a Chinese medicine doctor. I always liked to take Chinese medicine when I had a cold or something."
He sat obediently on the bed and put his hands on the table. Jin Yue put three fingers on them and suddenly frowned.
Something is wrong!
Old Jin's pulse is too stringy! Jin Yue had felt pulses before, but he was the first one in history to feel pulses as tight as his - his pulse was like feeling a guitar string that was stretched extremely tight!
Looking at his face again, three words suddenly flashed through Shu Jinyue's mind - high blood pressure!
As soon as Director Li arrived, he said that Mr. Jin's blood pressure was high, but no one asked how high it was. When Shu Jinyue was looking at the information just now, he saw that it was 140/90 mmHg, which just met the hypertension standard set by the World Health Organization.
Because he usually sees hypertension values of 150, 160, 170, 180, or even 190, and recently he encountered Wang Mate's refractory severe hypertension, when Jin Yue saw Lao Jin's value, he did not have any particularly big reaction, and could even be said to be calm. She believed that other people must have seen it as well, which was why they were so calm.
But at this moment, combined with his pulse, she suddenly had a guess and was about to ask him if he felt dizzy.
Suddenly, Old Jin, who was originally sitting, shook his body, blinked, and fell backwards on the bed, motionless.
Everyone was shocked: "What happened?"
But everyone's professionalism was still there. Soon someone went to get the oxygen equipment, some went to get the first aid medicine, and some came over to observe Lao Jin's condition.
"Wait a minute, don't worry. He must be suffering from vertigo, which is what we call high blood pressure in clinical medicine." Shu Jinyue said calmly, "Everyone, disperse first, open the windows and ventilate."
With so many people crowded in the small ward, all Jin Yue could smell in her nose was oily hair mixed with bad breath and various unique odors of middle-aged and elderly men. It was a little unbearable for her, a healthy young person, let alone a patient.
Everyone dispersed in an orderly manner. A nurse came over with a blood pressure monitor and measured the blood pressure, which was indeed as high as 160/100.
Of course, without any oxygen, Lao Jin opened his eyes and woke up on his own.
"Don't worry, I didn't faint just now, I was just dizzy and felt like the roof was spinning. I couldn't stand or sit still. I felt like I was going to fall if I didn't close my eyes. I was so scared that I quickly closed my eyes and lay down."
It turns out he wasn't really dizzy, he just closed his eyes and lay down.
He smiled weakly at Jin Yue, "I heard everything the young doctor said. Thank you."
You see, Shu Jinyue's judgment was correct again, but these experts were not clear about the situation and were too concerned.
Jin Yue would definitely not laugh at them. After all, their handling of the matter was not wrong, and it would not hurt to do so just in case.
She waited until Lao Jin stabilized and measured his blood pressure again, and then asked, "How long have you been like this?"
"It has never happened before. Today is the first time."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm not lying. This is the first time this has happened. Normally, I only feel dizzy when I'm too tired from farm work and I'm hungry, but I've never fainted." Lao Jin blushed.
Director Li also helped to explain: "Old Jin is a very simple and honest person with a good heart. He has been in our department for such a long time without any relief, but he understands us and cares about us medical staff." They sent food, drinks and local specialties.
It’s just that it’s not easy to say this in public, but everyone also knows it, so tacitly no one asked him what he gave.
Shi Xuehai was a little worried: "Maybe there are too many of us and you feel stressed? Plus, the air in the ward is not circulating."
Lao Jin nodded quickly: "Yes, that's right. I know you are here to help me, but... can you let me rest for a while?"
Everyone quickly retreated and went to the doctor's office. Young doctors and nurses hurriedly looked for cups to pour water for so many experts.
"Stop busying yourself, let's discuss Lao Jin's condition."
"We have ruled out all the possible causes. What exactly causes swollen lymph nodes?"
"It seems we can only wait for the pathology. I'll have someone take samples from him right away and urge the pathology department. I hope the results can be out soon." Director Li hurried out to arrange the work.
Shi Xuehai was a little confused, "Doctor Shu, how did you know he had high blood pressure?" Western medicine calls it hypertension, while Chinese medicine calls it vertigo.
"Taking his pulse, his pulse is very obvious and very special, a string pulse."
"This is incredible. You can actually tell his blood pressure just by looking at his pulse. Could it be from the medical records?"
Shi Xuehai frowned, "Director Zhang, you have read the medical records yourself, how come you didn't see it?"
"I...I..." Blushing.
He couldn't say that he didn't notice it at all, he just glanced at it casually, and seeing that it wasn't abnormally high, he didn't take it seriously. Is that wrong?
But it was obvious that everyone was very busy now. Even Old Wang, who proposed the bet, was flipping through medical records, discussing countermeasures with people around him in a low voice, and busy analyzing the condition. Only he kept pursuing Shu Jinyue relentlessly, with all kinds of weird remarks, which was really out of character. No one was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Everyone checked all possible situations, but couldn't think of anything else that could cause swollen lymph nodes.
Shu Jinyue didn't need to look at the information. She was thinking about various possibilities, searching for the information she needed in her mind, while also observing everyone's expressions.
Shi Xuehai and Lao Wang were discussing something, while the others were either discussing or thinking. Some also covered their mouths and noses and coughed a few times, and the smell in the air suddenly became even worse.
The doctor's office was too small, and with too many people pouring in, the smell was really bad. When the three siblings lived in one room, she disliked her second brother's stink. Now it seemed that this room was a hundred times more smelly than her second brother's. She felt a little disgusted.
I don’t know who coughed a few times, and Jin Yue was brought back to his senses. Cough, that’s right!
She suddenly asked, "Has Lao Jin ever had tuberculosis?"
The other people spoke too softly and too quietly, and her voice was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, but it caused a huge wave and the air paused.
Shi Xuehai's eyes lit up, "You mean, you suspect he has lymph tuberculosis?"
Jin Yue nodded.
Director Li had just returned from arranging work. When he heard about tuberculosis, he remembered something and opened Lao Jin's admission medical record. There was no item under the medical history, which made him somewhat unhappy. Medical record writing is standardized, and this is a basic skill that one must learn when entering clinical practice. It is more basic than eating and sleeping. Normally, if one makes a mistake and is found out by the functional departments, it would be fine to report it at the meeting, but today it is in front of so many colleagues.
He seriously asked the doctor in the department: "Who admitted Lao Jin to the hospital? Did you ask about his medical history?"
Several young doctors were already frightened by today's huge scene and dared not speak. They tried to keep a low profile and reduce their presence. Now they were suddenly asked by the director, and everyone looked at each other.
Someone said weakly: "It seems to be Xiao Liu."
There is no need to use "seems". Someone flipped through the medical record and saw that the signature was a flamboyant name, and one could barely make out the first character was "Liu".
Director Li was a little helpless. "It's Xiao Liu again. He doesn't work seriously at all. Xiao Zhao, please ask Lao Jin for me."
In front of so many colleagues, he couldn't scold his employee and could only sigh in his heart. Xiao Liu was a young doctor who had just graduated and was assigned to the hospital not long ago. He was often forgetful in his work. What's more, he was the nephew of the hospital leader. He couldn't show too much dissatisfaction, so he could only assign him to his own group, thinking that he would take charge of him and keep an eye on him and make sure he didn't make any outrageous mistakes.
"Director, I asked, and Lao Jin said that he did have tuberculosis last year!"
This sentence was like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan, and everyone was boiling in an instant!
"If you've had tuberculosis, then the swollen lymph nodes in your groin must be lymph tuberculosis."
"Yes, it's almost right. We are really old and confused. If it weren't for Dr. Shu's reminder, we wouldn't have thought of asking about this situation."
"If I had asked earlier, maybe I would have found the correct treatment by now. Oh, it's so confusing."
"But Director Li, the young doctors in your department are too irresponsible. They don't even ask for such an important medical history?"
Medical history means asking about the patient's usual health condition, whether he has any chronic diseases such as hypertension or diabetes, whether he has undergone any surgery, whether he has received a blood transfusion, whether he has received any vaccinations, any infectious diseases he has had, whether he is allergic to any medicines or foods... Of course, the most important thing is to ask whether he has had any other diseases in the past.
On the surface, there seemed to be no necessary connection between the previous illness and the current one. The careless young doctor was too lazy to waste time digging into the matter. He just asked a few random questions that were nothing special and finished writing a medical record. But this time, because the patient was not found to have had tuberculosis, the relevance of the inguinal nodules was missed, which was indeed an unnecessary mistake.
"It's my fault. I didn't play the proper teaching role to the young doctors and didn't discover and correct their mistakes in time. I will reflect on it and criticize him. I will try to prevent such mistakes from happening again. I absolutely won't do that." Director Li blushed.
He had no choice but to take the blame for the nephew of the hospital leader.
In her heart, she hated Xiao Liu to death, but she was quite grateful to Shu Jinyue. "We are both young doctors, but our Doctor Shu is bold and careful. She was the first one to discover the abnormal high blood pressure and previous tuberculosis. Who says young doctors are unreliable? We have to admit our age."
These compliments were so objective that everyone was speechless.
If Shu Jinyue had not been present today, they would have definitely discovered it after they calmed down. After all, this is not an unpopular point of knowledge, but Jinyue's ability to bring it up at this time is undoubtedly of the greatest help.
"This is tantamount to pointing out the direction for our treatment, which is really great!"
"As long as anti-tuberculosis drugs are used, the effect should be significant."
Shu Jinyue looked at the joyous crowd and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out. He could only ask himself in his heart: Is this really the case?
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