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Doing the same thing every day, some qualified doctors are always impatient with patients, maybe Zhang Qiao is kind by nature, when he sees others sick, he will always compare his heart to his heart, thinking that if it is his own family, he will be anxious, irritable and overwhelmed!

"Okay, hold down the cotton ball, rest next to it, and I'll call you when the results come out. Zhang Qiao smiled and said to the young woman, "Thank you, doctor, I'll wait next to you." While coaxing the child and thanking Zhang Qiao, the young woman slowly walked to the side to rest.

Suddenly, a whirlwind struck, Zhang Qiao's eyes were dark, the whole person softened as if he had no bones, quickly held on to the table, groped and sat on the chair, his eyes slowly seemed to be recovering his light, and his strength seemed to return to Zhang Qiao, and he was still holding the blood of the child he had just picked in his hand, but fortunately he was holding it in the palm of his hand and did not spill it. Gently shake and dilute, take it to the aspiration needle of the instrument, drip a sound, like an old cow drinking water, all the blood in the bullet was sucked into the instrument, looking at the decrease in blood, Zhang Qiao seemed to have a strange feeling in his heart.

The hand that had just held the table seemed to be extremely white and terrifying, and every vein was hideously exposed, like the complex root system of an old tree about to pierce the earth. Zhang Qiao's blood vessels were also about to break free from the shackles of his skin and be exposed in the air.

"Recently, dizziness has become more and more frequent, and my skin is so pale, am I anemic?" As a doctor, Zhang Qiao is still very clear about his physical condition, he has been practicing taekwondo since he was a child, and he has always believed in practicing martial arts.

Is it hookworm? No, I have no history of exposure. Iron deficiency anemia? I often eat offal and the like, and I checked last time that there was no iron deficiency. Could it be leukemia??? Zhang Qiao's mind has begun to make up what type of leukemia he is, and what kind of plan should be used for chemotherapy.

Therefore, many times people are not sick to death, but are scared to death, as a doctor, the disease really happens to himself, he is more vulnerable than ordinary people, because he knows how difficult the disease is to treat, how often people survive by luck, sometimes ignorance is really a rare happiness.

It was now 11:50 p.m., the hospital was deserted, and the security guards turned off some of the lights that were not used, which added a lot of silence to the atmosphere. "Do I want to give myself a needle, I'm afraid to do my own examination during the day, and my colleagues laugh at me when it's okay, saying that I'm a big man who can kill a cow and suspect that I'm anemic. Now I happen to be working the night shift, so I can secretly do a check-up to see the results."

Take out the blood collection needle and disinfect it with alcohol, except for doing experiments when he was studying, Zhang Qiao has not pricked himself for a long time, after all, it is easy to be ruthless to others, but it is too difficult to be ruthless to himself, and when he is inexperienced, he often does not use enough force, the needle pierces the flesh but can't squeeze out much blood, and he squeezes it hard to the end, and there are five or six holes in each finger that are bleeding, and he can't believe it. However, after three years of work experience, Zhang Qiao is no longer the Wuxia Ameng of the year, aiming at his fingers, fast, accurate, and ruthless three words silently, Zhang Qiao has already pierced his skin, and when he squeezes hard, Zhang Qiao feels that something is wrong.

As a doctor with a certain amount of work experience, Zhang Qiao is already familiar with blood collection, the length of the blood collection needle, the hardness of the skin, what kind of person should use what kind of force, Zhang Qiao knows everything about it. Under normal circumstances, if you pierce it to such a depth, a large drop of bright red blood will come out with a gentle squeeze, not like this, it takes the strength of the milk to squeeze out such a little bit, as if it is the last bit in the skin of the toothpaste, and the stingy person pushes hard and hard, and finally squeezes out the last leftover.

To be honest, the last point of toothpaste is semi-solid, yes, if your blood gives you that feeling, your worldview will collapse a bit. This is Zhang Qiao's blood, not a normal bright red, but a deep dark red, which seems to have a slight tendency to purple. Like toothpaste sticking together, with extremely poor fluidity, thinking that this is such a thing flowing in his body, Zhang Qiao's heart has 10,000 *** run over, "What is this? Blood is not like blood, pus is not like pus, no matter how you go on the machine to do a blood routine first, see if you are poor or not, and then use a little blood to look under the microscope." It's just that this time I picked so little, I don't know if the instrument will come out unexpectedly. ”

Every time the blood is routine, the instrument has to inhale a certain amount of blood, if it is not enough, it is very likely that the instrument will not be able to classify, resulting in abnormal and inaccurate results, Zhang Qiao really can't squeeze the bleeding, the dead horse is regarded as a live horse doctor, and his blood is diluted and detected.

With the development of science and technology, the detection methods are also changing with each passing day, a small little blood, through the analysis of various characteristics such as the size of the cells, can analyze a series of indicators such as white blood cells, red blood cells, platelets, etc. However, the instrument also has limitations, and some abnormal cells, such as various strange-shaped cells of leukemia patients, cannot be analyzed.

With a drip, all of Zhang Qiao's blood was sucked into the instrument, and nothing was left, "Don't suck up, don't suck up, get results, get results" Zhang Qiao was praying silently in his heart, and when he refreshed it, he saw that the screen was full of asterisks, and not even a single item was analyzed.

"It's really unlucky, the blood that was finally collected, the amount is too small to absorb the air, there is no result, forget it, I'll go under the microscope to see the situation" With the sound of the bang, the instrument is flushing the pipeline, flushing the analyzed blood into the waste liquid tank, the clock is moving towards twelve o'clock in the morning little by little, the waste liquid barrel is full of the remnants of the blood analyzed all day long, showing a disgusting maroon, in the place where Zhang Qiao did not see, after his blood entered the waste liquid barrel, like a drop of ink dripping into the water, it is dyeing the red black little by little.

The last bit of blood is carefully smeared on the glass plate, and a drop of normal saline diluted for easy observation, also to maintain the normal morphology of blood cells. Under the microscope, Zhang Qiao observed carefully. The general microscope has three multiples, tenfold, fortyfold, and one hundredfold. Generally, look at the approximate number below 10 times, carefully observe the movement of cells under 40 times, and if you want to look at the morphology specifically, you need to observe it under 100 times the commonly known oil mirror after staining.

Now it is the blood under the tenfold lens, Zhang Qiaozheng is carefully observing, at a glance, it seems to be no different from the red blood cells of normal people, densely packed pieces, like meatballs fried in a pan, rolling, moving, and drifting in the liquid. There is no pattern to speak of. Looking at the low magnification, he couldn't see any fame, Zhang Qiao turned the camera and adjusted it to forty times to watch.

Mobilize the coarse focus spiral to find the field of vision, and then slowly fine-tune to the clearest interface, every cell becomes vivid, under the lens of forty times, every red blood cell seems to be a textbook standard, biconcave disc, this is the adjective in the book, as a foodie, Zhang Qiao feels that they are like onion rings or scallion pancakes that are often eaten. After checking one field of vision after another, every cell is so full and normal, and the normality makes Zhang Qiao a little suspicious:

"Is this my blood, why is it not at all like the blood of an anemia patient, it is said that the diluted cells under normal circumstances will always shrink or even break due to improper disposal, why are all my red blood cells filled like hormones today, it is simply too strange" Zhang Qiao continued to observe, trying to find out the cause of the strange blood phenomenon, where he did not notice, the hands of the clock on the wall were ticking step by step, and it was about to be early in the morning.

At this moment, Zhang Qiao was carefully observing his blood by the microscope, if he took off his shoes and then ripped off his smelly socks, he would find that the center of his foot was a little abnormal, a little black seemed to have turned into a black line, which seemed to be crawling on Zhang Qiao's body, spreading all the way along the blood vessels. From the center of the foot to the calf to the abdomen. Finally go straight to the heart.

Zhang Qiao only felt a sharp pain, as if his heart had been pinched by someone, and it seemed that he was about to suffocate to death at this moment. It was like falling into an ice cave, and a cold froze to the bones. Where there is oppression, there is resistance. Zhang Qiao's heart seemed to have been pressed to the limit, and then burst out, like magma rushing out of a volcano, countless scorching liquids flowed to every corner of his body, and his face was blue and his body was white when he was still frozen. Now Zhang Qiao's face can be COS Guan Gong without makeup.

Zhang Qiao didn't know what kind of changes had happened to his body, his hot body was slowly returning to normal, and his flushed face seemed to be turning white, Zhang Qiao remembered the microscope in front of him, and when he looked at it, the scene in front of him completely stunned him!

It was just full of red blood cells, but now it has become extremely rare, each red blood cell has become several times the size of the original, and what is even more incredible is that when the two red blood cells meet, each of them sticks out a black spike, which is both the long sword of a warrior and the mouthpart of a alien. The nimble side quickly stabs into the other's body, sucking, agitating, destroying, and making itself bigger and stronger. Every red blood cell repeats this process, and if the reproduction of the virus is exponential division, this can be regarded as an exponential decrease, eight to four, four to two, and two to one.

Just when Zhang Qiao thought that it would continue to devour and produce a giant winner, as if receiving a signal, every surviving cell began to lyse and dissipate and melt in the water, and a bright red slide was now as transparent as a pool of clear water.

Zhang Qiao's brain was blank, and he didn't know if it was the sweat from the heart pain just now, or the sweat from being frightened by this situation, this kind of blood was definitely abnormal, very abnormal. Zhang Qiao knows that it is not only wealth that touches people's hearts, such a peculiar case, I don't know how many people want to test him as a guinea pig, and his current value is more attractive than money in the eyes of some people. Zhang Qiao took a few deep breaths, the first thing was to destroy the evidence, everything that was stained with his own blood was soaked in disinfectant diluted water and thrown away, and the water was also poured into the sewer.

At this time, Zhang Qiao remembered the waste liquid barrel of the blood routine, the usual waste liquid barrel is a light red liquid full of fishy smell, full of various blood and chemicals, and now it is as transparent as clear water. Usually this bucket is poured by someone, this color will definitely arouse suspicion, Zhang Qiao hurriedly poured the liquid in the waste bucket clean.

After cleaning up the scene, Zhang Qiao finally had time to sit down and rest, sitting on the chair Zhang Qiao began to reminisce about the feeling just now, first the foot felt numb, and then slowly transmitted to the heart in a straight line, only then did there be a series of reactions, and the time happened to be twelve o'clock at midnight, which was too coincidental, remembering the numbness of the left foot, Zhang Qiao took off his shoes and socks and carefully observed the center of his foot, smooth and clean, and the skin was elastic. Normal can no longer be normal.

But Zhang Qiao clearly remembered that his foot was punctured a few days ago, and the wound had not healed very well, and even felt a little black, how could it suddenly be intact? What was the reason for all this? How did I suddenly become like this? Zhang Qiao thought about it while touching his foot.

Looking at the smooth soles of his feet, Zhang Qiao suddenly remembered a strange thing, related to his foot puncture, which was seven days ago, when the hospital was digging the foundation for the newly renovated inpatient building.