Chapter 397 - 249: Associate Professor Wu
Chapter 397: Chapter 249: Associate Professor Wu
"So, what was the patient’s diagnosis?"
After Dr. Sun posted the thread, it was quickly featured and pinned to the top of the board.
Many relevant professionals began to carefully analyze the case.
Before long, many comments had appeared.
"Hey guys, I’m an intern at a top-tier hospital, and I can’t make heads or tails of this. Is this just clickbait? Can someone explain to me what intestinal irrigation has to do with bilateral endophthalmitis?"
"Great case study. Waiting for the answer."
"I don’t get it either. What was the point of the deputy director of the ER performing an abdominal exam?"
"Right? I’m curious too. But I’m even more curious if intestinal irrigation can actually be used for cosmetic purposes."
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"I don’t know about the patient’s condition, but I’m going to give everyone a little lesson on intestinal irrigation:
According to papyrus records, around 1500 BC, Ancient Egypt began administering medicine rectally, using intestinal irrigation to treat diseases. In Ancient Greece, people used it to soften stool, expel worms, treat spasms, and provide nutrients.
By the Middle Ages in the Southern Continent, intestinal irrigation had practically become a fashion. Under the belief that ’cleansing the intestines promotes health,’ many nobles would have it done three or four times a day.
Back then, the first thing people in high society might say as a greeting probably wasn’t, ’Have you eaten?’
Instead, they would ask each other, ’Have you had your irrigation today?’
Intestinal irrigation aficionado Louis XIV was even more obsessed with this activity. It’s said he underwent intestinal irrigation over 2,000 times in his lifetime and even developed a large number of secret formulas for it.
During this period, the ’intestinal irrigation revolution’ reached its peak, with an endless stream of new equipment. There were pressure tools made from animal bladders, as well as funnels and special anal dilators used by the nobility...
PS: A friendly reminder: While intestinal irrigation has a long history, that doesn’t mean it’s risk-free.
The rectum maintains a relatively stable physiological environment. Performing an intestinal irrigation without proper cause can cause irritation and disrupt the intestinal pH balance. Additionally, the intestines contain a lot of bacteria, so improper procedure can easily lead to infection.
In recent years, phrases like ’give your intestines a bath’ and ’cleanse and detox’ have become very popular. However, blindly performing these cleanses or irrigations on yourself is not without significant risk.
I advise female patients to only perform this procedure when accompanied by me (the OP). I advise male patients not to perform it at all."
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"Dude above me, I think there’s definitely something wrong with you!"
"My store of useless knowledge has increased again!"
"OP, hurry up and post the answer!"
Besides comments about the diagnosis, there were also comments about the situation itself.
"What do you do when you have a patient who refuses to cooperate with the examination?"
"@poster above, if they refuse to cooperate, then you don’t do it. Explain the risks, have them sign the waiver, and call it a day. Then you just hope they get discharged quickly."
’All I can say is, this "little princess" is both ignorant and overconfident. Conditions that require an exam for a clear diagnosis are never minor. Explain the importance of the exam, the risks of the disease, the costs, and all that. If she still refuses after you’ve communicated everything, get her signature! Signature! Signature!’
"If you have a patient who doesn’t trust your hospital’s standard of care and doesn’t want to spend their money there, just recommend they transfer to a higher-level hospital!"
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The thread went viral on the medical forum. Meanwhile, Wu Ting had arrived at Fan City University Medical College.
Just as he arrived at the Medical College, a travel-worn Deng Feifei showed up as well.
Deng Feifei had just rushed back from Xianglin City. Following Wu Ting’s public surgery and the debut of their fourth-generation bioresorbable polymer stent, Wu’s Pharmaceutical Company had signed a large number of partnership agreements.
Deng Feifei had spent the last two days constantly on the road for business, signing contracts and negotiating deals.
And today, she was here to accompany Wu Ting for the contract signing with the Medical College.
Director Duan had already sent the partnership agreement for the two research bases to Wu Ting, who had then tossed it over to Deng Feifei for review and confirmation.
When it came to business, Wu Ting and Deng Feifei were a powerhouse duo, working together seamlessly.
But it wasn’t just business. Their personal feelings for each other had also been heating up noticeably lately.
Seeing that they were still early, Deng Feifei pulled Wu Ting straight into the back seat of his car.
"Boss, I’ve been running all over the place for you these past two days, signing deals left and right. I’m dead tired."
"My calves were even cramping up while I was on the phone with you last night."
Deng Feifei was dressed for business today in a white, knee-length skirt and a matching blazer. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders.
Adorning her fair, elegant neck was a pair of black swan earrings from Wu Ting. With just a touch of makeup, she looked both exquisite and youthfully vibrant.
Deng Feifei turned sideways, stretching out and placing one of her legs directly onto Wu Ting’s lap.
"Here. It’s really sore right in this spot."
Wu Ting looked at the beauty before him. Wordlessly, he took her leg, slipped off her high heel, and noted the smooth, tight stockings beneath her skirt.
Wu Ting placed his hands on her calf and began using a few massage techniques he had learned from Director Zhao Jun.
"Sss... oh... G-gentler... a little gentler... Mmm... Wu Ting, that feels good..."
Alone together in the back of the car, Deng Feifei reclined as Wu Ting massaged her leg. Her gaze was so intense it was as if she were spinning silk threads between them.
"You’ve gone over the contract, right? No issues?"
"Mmm... no problems... The Medical College is definitely acting in good faith... Sss..."
After massaging for a while, Wu Ting switched to her other leg.
Deng Feifei’s delicate features contorted into a slight pout. She clearly felt he had switched legs too soon, just when she was starting to enjoy it.
"The meeting is starting soon."
Wu Ting put on a serious expression, giving her a mock-stern look.