"What's wrong!"

The middle-aged woman slammed open the bedroom door with a frightened face and almost fell to the ground.

When she saw her son standing in front of the mirror, trembling with fear on his face, she burst into tears and held her son in her arms, who was dominated by fear.

The mother's embrace was warm and seemed to drive away the little girl in red. Even from the perspective of a bystander, Ji Xiang felt the warmth.

"Mom." "Myself," he said, choking up.

"It's okay, let's go to the doctor."

Ji Xiang just relaxed a little, and when he heard the word doctor, he instantly sobered up.

No, this is empathetic, and there is no reason for the system NPC to arrange a nonsensical horror and horror feeling.

Serious medical system, how can there be the existence of Ah Piao!

But

Ji Xiang flipped through all the memories in his mind, but he didn't find out what kind of illness "himself" was.

The vision of the left eye is a little better, and the sight is not as good as before, as if the little girl in red has taken her hand away.

As the sky grew brighter, the middle-aged woman began to struggle.

Ji Xiang knew what she was struggling with, but Ji Xiang himself didn't know what to do.

The helpless doctor, the master of the fairy wind bones who was scratched, and the little girl who sat behind her in the middle of the night and blew on her neck......

All of this is out of place but taken for granted, Ji Xiang thought confusedly, but there was no idea.

It wasn't until the middle-aged woman took him to the hospital and begged that he became a little sober after going through the hospitalization procedures in the orthopedic department.

Orthopedics, sports medicine, seems to be related to the weakness of the left limb, and can only live here.

Ji Xiang witnessed the entire hospitalization process, and the middle-aged woman begged the doctor, resolutely unable to do neurosurgery.

Nervous, spiritual, these two words would be confused by ordinary people, and Ji Xiang knew that she was worried that the name of the department would bring another harm to "herself".

Admitted to the hospital, checked, "by herself" lying on the hospital bed, but the little girl in red did not leave, but tirelessly played games.

The patients in the same ward were frightened and asked the doctor for advice, and the last one moved out one after another.

Large tertiary hospitals are overcrowded, but "own" wards are surprisingly deserted.

The small number of people doesn't seem to have anything to do with the frequency of the little girl in red, it's just that she comes more and more often, and she says more and more every time.

This kind of life can't go on, and Ji Xiang desperately wants to go back for the first time.

Even Ji Xiang had a feeling that even the pain of urinary stones was lighter than this torture.

But the system NPC did not summon Ji Xiang back, but left him here to accompany the patient to experience inhuman encounters.

A few days later.

There was a commotion outside the door, the door was pushed open, and the person who opened the door respectfully invited the old man of the fairy wind to come in.

He glanced at "himself" after entering the door and sighed, "It's troublesome now." ”

"Master, what's wrong!" The middle-aged woman's face was pale and haggard, and she asked worriedly.

"The demon grows too fast." The old man of the fairy wind bone frowned and stared at "himself": "Try it, since you are sincere, I can't refuse people, but this time I don't dare to guarantee that it will work." ”

"Master, please save my son." Mother pleaded.

"Try it, it's not enough, there are not many talismans handed down from the master, they are all drawn by the immortal master hundreds ......of years ago," the old man of the fairy wind bone said, pulling a long tail note.

A thick envelope was handed to the young man behind him.

"It would have been nice a few days earlier, alas." Although the old man of the fairy wind and bones accepted the money, he still didn't give a word, and sighed with a sad face, "The old man can only do his best, everything is fate, and nothing is up to anyone." Don't think much about changing your life against the sky. ”

"Here comes the sword!"

As soon as the old man of the fairy wind bone stretched out his hand, the peachwood sword was handed to him.

"What are you doing?"

A familiar voice came.

Ji Xiang's attention was all on the old man's pretending to be a ghost, and he didn't notice that someone came in.

Hearing the familiar voice, Ji Xiang seemed to have fished the last straw for a drowning man.

It's Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou!

Ji Xiang seems to have met a savior.

"Pretend to be a ghost, get out of here." Professor Zhou glanced at the old man with the fairy wind and said disdainfully.

"How can you talk to my master?" One of them reprimanded.

"." Professor Zhou waved his hand, "This is the hospital, I can't take care of you messing around outside, fooling around here, believe it or not, you can't eat and walk around?" ”

"You ......"

Someone wanted to retort, but the old man of the fairy wind and bones directly coaxed, "Professor Zhou, look at you, you are all old acquaintances, why bother." I'm also for the sake of the children, and if I knew you were coming, I wouldn't have come. ”

"Heh, it's still my fault?" Professor Zhou squinted at the old man.

"Didn't you go to Europe for a meeting?" The old man asked with a low brow.

"As soon as I got off the plane, I saw you acting as a demon here, and your master's coffin board couldn't hold it down. By the way, did you use cement to put the coffin board on the lake? Otherwise, your master would have jumped out and slapped you. ”

Professor Zhou said as he walked in front of "himself", and Ji Xiang almost didn't cry.

He was like a light that tore through the darkness and gave him hope.

"Don't be nervous, I'm here." Professor Zhou said gently, "What's uncomfortable? ”

"I" was a little confused, but subconsciously answered Professor Zhou's question.

After a series of physical examinations, Professor Zhou took "himself" to the disposal room for a biopsy and puncture, and then said, "It's not a big deal, it's detected early, and the symptomatic treatment is OK." ”

"Is it a disease?" "Myself," asked confusedly.

"Of course, temporal arteritis, which is not a very common autoimmune disease, requires a visit to a rheumatology and immunology department." Professor Zhou said with a smile, "Transfer to another department first, take medicine, and it is estimated that you will get better soon." ”

Temporal arteritis......

After hearing this diagnosis, Ji Xiang tried to recall, and it was a long time before he remembered in a daze that some of the symptoms of temporal arteritis seemed to be comparable to the patient's condition, somewhat similar.

But if you let yourself diagnose, you will never think that it is this disease.

It seems that I will continue to work diagnostics.

Professor Zhou is very kind, he takes the trouble to explain to "himself" why his shoulders are heavy, there is a feeling of cold wind, and even a small hand covering his eyes is clearly explained.

These are all clinical symptoms of temporal arteritis, local insufficiency, shoulder weakness, decreased temperature, and severe blindness. But blindness doesn't happen all at once, it's a slow, little by little loss of vision.

It turned out that this was the case, "myself" didn't understand, but Ji Xiang understood.

"Treated with hormone pulses, it works in 3 days." Professor Zhou smiled, like a spring breeze.

The light and shadow flickered, and Ji Xiang returned to the system operating room.

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