Chapter 16: Sharp Edge

  Qin Di's brilliant remarks and four taboos immediately left Li Xiangxi speechless, his face turning pale and white by turns, feeling extremely wronged in his heart, but unable to refute because in Old Ji's medical records from years ago, there was indeed such a record.

  Looking back, this medical history has been going on for decades.

  In that turbulent and impoverished era, having medicine to cure illnesses was already a good treatment, so who cared about damaging the liver or the four major taboos.

  This is also where Li Xiangxi felt wronged by his teacher, having good medical skills but no good medicine, even the most skilled doctor would not be able to achieve perfection in every detail.

  He can't say that at that special time, being able to keep Old Lady Ji alive was already the greatest miracle!

  As soon as these words came out, Kishu Nobunobu was the first to be displeased.

  What truly shocked Li Xiangxi was that Qin Di had analyzed the patient's body and condition, and deduced not only the old man's early medication but also the four contraindications, even going so far as to infer that the patient had been given hepatotoxic drugs such as tetracycline, erythromycin, and rifampicin.

  This is no longer something that can be judged solely based on medical experience!

  This is where Qin Di's true terror lies.

  A group of experts took a look at Li Xiangxi's face and then thought about Qin Di's words earlier, they had already guessed the answer.

  Then one by one they were shocked.

  Qin Di, who was gradually revealing his sharp edges, didn't give the experts present a chance to catch their breath and started a new round of auditory bombardment: "The patient doesn't have any dietary restrictions, doesn't overwork, doesn't ***, has no pain or itching, but dragged on for seven years, becoming a seven-year-old medicine jar. Adding to that, taking medication randomly, taking liver-damaging drugs, not only worsened the liver damage but also lowered the liver's protein function, causing the liver to gradually harden. Hmm, in medical terms, this is liver disease turning into liver cirrhosis."

  Hit the nail on the head, thorough analysis.

  But there is a medical record on file, an iron fact.

  But there are also experts who don't believe in evil, such as Zhang Jinhua. He quickly took out Old Ji's medical records from his early years and frantically flipped through them, trying to find some discrepancies, but unfortunately found that the records were completely consistent with what Qin Di said.

  Qin Di gently put down his teacup, glanced at the experts who were no longer arrogant, and counted on his fingers before continuing to share his diagnostic insights: "Seven years of hepatitis, chronic illness leading to liver cirrhosis, this delay will likely last another 20-30 years. From the compensatory period to the decompensatory period, it will lead to upper gastrointestinal bleeding, hepatic encephalopathy, hepatorenal syndrome... and finally, cancer-causing genes will appear. This is probably what the patient means by their medical history? Director Zhang, do you think I'm right or not?"

  "This is what comes next," said Director Zhang, Qin Dimei's voice was laced with sarcasm.

  This is a naked counterattack, and it's also a naked slap in the face.

  Zhang Jinhua's face suddenly looked much better, one moment red and the next white, speechless and sitting in a chair, feeling majestic and losing all dignity. The most ridiculous thing was that just a moment before, he had tried to induce his opponent into making the low-level mistake of "quoting out of context", but Qin Di didn't even have the heart to argue with him, directly laying down his cards, striking a critical hit, not giving him any chance to mock or ridicule, and with just a few simple sentences, clearly analyzing Zhang's "old illness" as well as his current condition, and finally, without losing his composure, he ruthlessly defeated him.

  Such an ending for Zhang Jinhua is not only tragic, but also a kind of shameless sorrow.

  A group of experts did not expect that Qin Di's counterattack was so sharp and fierce, and he grasped the condition so thoroughly. What's even more terrifying is that he made such an accurate diagnosis without looking at Old Lady Ji's medical history beforehand, relying solely on the patient's body. It can be seen that the medical skills of this young man in front of them are no longer simply described as fierce.

  Experts looked at each other in shock and discomfort.

  Qin Di's mouth corner revealed a faint smile, he was relieved, this group of turtles dared to put on airs in front of him, a doctor with unparalleled medical skills, wasn't that asking for trouble?

  I am the divine doctor!

  A peerless divine doctor who leaves all others in his dust.

  "It's impossible, impossible... You must have seen Old Ji's medical records before, otherwise how would you be so clear about Old Ji's condition? Because in this world, there is no doctor who can infer a patient's past medical history just from the patient themselves?" Zhang Jinhua was momentarily at a loss for words, then he glared hatefully at Qin Di and said: "Speak, have you seen Old Ji's medical records? Tell me clearly!"

  "Idiot!" Qin Di lightly curled his lip.

  Although this sentence is spoken in a low voice, everyone in the room can hear it clearly.

  "What did you say?" Zhang Jinhua's face turned red with rage upon hearing this.

  Qin Di said straightforwardly, "Your question is too stupid and lacks technical content. Do you think someone like Ji Lao's identity, his medical history, can be shown to anyone? Is it something that doctors can look at willfully? I'm afraid among the experts present, there are only a few who qualify to see Ji Lao's past medical records."

  Zhang Jinhua was taken aback for a moment.

  Not bad, among those who can get in touch with Ji Lao's previous medical records, the experts present, only a few people including him and Li Xiangxi.

  But this did not alleviate Zhang Jinhua's hatred for Qin Di, but Qin Di didn't give him a chance to speak, coldly saying: "In the world, there is no doctor who can infer the patient's previous illness just by looking at the patient, so there is diagnosis, various medical equipment, doctors, medicine, and the simplest and most direct method of identifying the cause of the disease. Just like the four diagnoses of traditional Chinese medicine, observation can be made through the patient's face, mouth, nose, teeth, tongue, and skin to understand the patient's "spirit"; listening can infer the patient's symptoms by listening to their voice, breathing, coughing, vomiting, smelling the patient's body odor, bad breath, sputum, and the smell of urine and feces; asking questions, asking the patient about the onset and changes of the disease, cold and heat, sweating, urination, and bowel movements to understand the pathology; palpation can reveal all the physical conditions of the patient by feeling their pulse.

  The words flowed smoothly and were written in one breath.

  But is the most basic diagnostic method.

  Most doctors have learned about it.

  But what does this have to do with Qin Dui's inference of Ji Lao's previous medical history?

  That calm and composed classmate, Qin Di, finally gave the answer: "Why can I infer the patient's previous illness from their pulse? The reason is simple, because I understand the patient's pulse. As the saying goes, 'disease enters through the mouth', food enters the stomach, and a part of the refined energy produced is input into the liver, which nourishes the tendons and injects it into the heart, and then the heart transports it to the blood, reaching the lungs, and the lungs again input the blood gas into the whole body's meridians. From the pulse's beat, I understand the changes of the patient's internal blood gas and yin-yang, so I can judge the patient's previous illness, as well as their life or death."

  Qin Di's single word shook heaven and earth.

  This wonderful pulse theory originated from the "Nei Jing", is the essence of pulse diagnosis, including want, lead, spirit, micro, only when truly reaching the realm of utmost precision and subtlety, can one diagnose the patient's past illnesses from the subtle movements of their pulse.

  The article was full of obscure medical jargon, leaving a group of renowned medical experts bewildered and speechless. Only one of them, Dr. Zhao, a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, managed to recognize the text as an excerpt from the "Jingmai Bie Lun" chapter of the classic medical text "Huangdi Neijing".

  But different from "Jing Mai Bian Lun", one only exists in theory, and the other has already applied the theory to patients.

  His medical skills are so impressive that even Zhao Daifu, who thinks he has a place in the Chinese medicine world, sighs and feels inferior.

  Ji Zhongxin finally showed emotion, his eyes staring at Qin Di, full of shock.

  Qin Di still had that calm and quiet damn face, with a sharp and acidic tone continuing to wildly bombard: "As for why I know the patient's previous medication? It's simple. In traditional Chinese medicine, all medicines have three parts poison? When the body absorbs the drug, it will naturally cause damage to other internal organs, making the pulse jump abnormally... So, as long as you understand the damage to the patient's internal organs, you can understand the patient's previous medication? For example, hydrochlorothiazide can damage the pulmonary vascular endothelial cells, increasing blood vessel permeability and causing pulmonary edema; aspirin damages the kidneys, clindamycin damages the liver, and long-term use of aspirin damages the stomach... Just by observing the pulse's strength and weakness, and the degree of internal organ damage, you can roughly analyze the patient's previous medication."

  Qin Di's one hammer settled the sound.

  Li Xiangxi was shocked, it takes such a seasoned gaze and experience to come up with such an accurate diagnosis!

  Zhang Jinhua's face was extremely embarrassing.

  Because these are all very ordinary diagnostic common sense, but to really turn "common sense" into a life-saving medical skill is not that easy.

  At least among the famous doctors, there is no one who can polish "common sense" into an unparalleled treasure sword like Qin Di.

  The treasured sword was unsheathed, and blood splattered everywhere. The experts' faces were extremely awkward.

  This is also a bare irony!

  Finally, Qin Di glanced at Zhang Jinhua with a faint smile, his cold laughter even more intense, and said sharply: "A good doctor can often diagnose the onset of a disease by feeling the pulse; a famous doctor can analyze the condition based on the laws of the five elements; understanding the principle of the unity of heaven and man allows one to predict the life or death of a patient."

  These few sentences left no room for maneuvering, no way out was left, he pursued and killed relentlessly.

  At this moment, this guy who was looked down upon by those senior famous doctors, - he, sharp, strong and revealing his true self.

  The famous doctors who were stabbed by Qin Di's classmates are all suffering in silence.

  The remaining Zhang Jinhua has already been stabbed numb by these few knives! No, he hasn't given up yet. He wants to counterattack, he wants to turn the tide, he wants to severely punish this arrogant junior, and make Ji Zhongxin believe that only his leadership of the Municipal People's Hospital has the ability to save Ji Lao Ye Zi's life.

  He wants to cross this bridge of Ji Lao and get on the boat of the Ji family, his ambition is not willing to stop at a deputy ministerial level, the director of a hospital!

  He wants to rise step by step and gain the highest power. He wants this arrogant little brat to know that theory is not equal to reality. So, he turns his eyes and while agreeing with and appreciating Qin Di, he sighs softly and says from the heart: "The younger generation is indeed formidable! It seems we've all grown old, even committing such low-level mistakes as judging people by their appearance!"

  A very ashamed and guilty look.

  But Qin Di and many experts did not see that this old man had a hint of remorse.

  As expected, after a moment of self-reflection, Zhang Jinhua said in a tone of inquiry: "It seems that Dr. Qin is very confident about Ji Lao's condition, so please tell us and let's discuss it together."

  Qin Di smiled slightly and didn't respond, simply sitting in his chair sipping tea with an air of refusing to discuss the matter further.

  Many times of confrontation experience made Qin Di know that Zhang Jinhua would not give up like this.

  This is called moving in stillness.