While explaining, Gan Ting gave first aid to the ponytail girl, unhurried, and full of confidence in her gestures.

"Shen Bingyue, do you know where the gap between you and Gan Ting is now?

This knowledge is not professional knowledge in the medical field, it is some medical common sense, but you don't know anything.

Do you think you're still qualified to be the head of the student council branch of the medical school?"

After Gan Ting and the ponytail girl's performance was over, Professor Li stood up and spoke to Shen Ke calmly.

Shen Ke smiled: "Am I qualified to be the head of the branch, isn't it Professor Li's business?"

Talking about medical common sense, the common sense of me and most people, is to get medicine if you have a cold, is there a problem?"

"If you are an ordinary person, of course this answer is fine, but you are a medical student, this should not be your answer, do you know that such a hasty treatment is likely to endanger the health of patients?" Professor Li said solemnly.

"One will say that it is not a medical professional problem, and the other will say that the common sense of ordinary people is incorrect, are you wrong?"

"Shen Bingyue, do you know who you're talking to?" Professor Li suddenly became angry.

Shen Ke hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Professor Li, don't be angry, I only ask Professor Li one question, as an old medical practitioner in the medical field, may I ask you that you have a cold, did you strictly follow the steps Gan Ting said just now?"

"Of course. Professor Li replied without hesitation.

"So ......"

Shen Ke smiled, laughing very charmingly, laughing upside down.

"May I ask Professor Li, what causes your nasal mucosal proliferative rhinitis?"

Shen Ke said a word, and Professor Li's face suddenly changed.

Vice Dean Gan and several professors sitting next to him suddenly raised their heads.

Even the old man sitting at the back of the lecture hall raised his head in astonishment and looked at Shen Ke in shock.

"Is there anything wrong with Shen Bingyue's words? Why are these professors like they've seen a ghost. ”

The vast majority of medical students are confused.

But a few students who knew a little bit about medicine suddenly understood.

"Nasal mucosal proliferative rhinitis is a sequelae of a cold.

It is due to improper care of the cold, such as delaying for too long and taking non-symptomatic medications.

When the symptoms of a cold do not completely disappear, they eat irritating foods or enter a polluted environment.

Eventually, the nasal mucosa is damaged, distorted, and a companion disease that falls. ”

Yang Biaobiao said.

The other students were taken aback when they heard what he said.

"So, this Professor Li himself has a cold, and he hasn't taken care of it well?"

"Then what kind of fart did he say just now?"

"Thanks to Shen Bingyue, I'm finally not afraid of catching a cold again, if I catch a cold, I have to do what Gan Ting said, I don't want to live anymore. ”

The chatter in the lecture hall grew louder and louder, and Professor Li's face turned the color of pig liver.

Gan Ting said to Shen Ke unconvinced: "You haven't been tested, how do you know that Professor Li has nasal mucosal proliferative rhinitis? ”

Shen Ke smiled slightly: "Gan Ting, I won't be like you, a cold, I have to check the blood routine, nucleic acid, and virus antigens, I just know that Professor Li has nasal mucosal proliferative rhinitis, if you don't believe it, do you want to try a set of professional equipment?"

Gan Ting looked at Professor Li, and as soon as she saw Professor Li's face, Gan Ting knew that what Shen Ke said was right.

But she didn't understand, why didn't Shen Ke do anything, and knew that Professor Li had this hidden disease? At the very least, she should take the pulse, right?

In fact, Gan Ting didn't know, not only did she not understand, even Professor Li, Vice Dean Gan, and several medical professors sitting next to her didn't understand how Shen Ke accurately diagnosed Professor Li's symptoms.

You must know that Professor Li is not sick now, and he is no different from ordinary people.

Only the old man in the last row looked at Shen Ke with complicated eyes, if Shen Ke hadn't been in contact with Professor Li before, he wouldn't know that Professor Li was sick.

However, there is only one possibility to diagnose Professor Li's illness on the podium.

But this possibility ...... The old man didn't dare to imagine that it would happen to a little girl Shen Bingyue.

"Professor Li, do you want to get the equipment? I believe the medical school has all the equipment, right?"

Shen Ke said to Professor Li with a smile.

Just kidding, Shen Ke's diagnostic skills have reached an advanced level.

If Professor Li spoke normally, it would be nothing, but when Professor Li was panting from anger just now, Shen Ke immediately noticed that Professor Li's nasal cavity was abnormal, how could he not know what disease he was suffering from.

Seeing that Professor Li didn't speak, Shen Ke continued: "Professor Li, please answer, if you do what Gan Ting said."

First accurate diagnosis, blood routine, nucleic acid, antigen examination, X-ray, CT.

Then symptomatic medication, strictly follow the doctor's instructions, ensure sleep, eat a reasonable diet, exercise appropriately, and maintain personal and environmental hygiene.

And close observation has prevented the occurrence of various sequelae.

During the recovery period, nutrients are replenished to regulate the body until healing.

How can it be replaced with nasal mucosal proliferative rhinitis?

Professor Li, can you give a reasonable explanation?"

Professor Li stammered and did not say a word.

"If, according to Professor Li, if you don't understand these so-called medical knowledge, you are not a qualified medical student, then may I ask Professor Li, are you a qualified medical worker?

Are you worthy of your title? Are you qualified to stand on the podium of a medical school and speak out to groups of medical students?"

Shen Ke's words were like knives, all pierced on Professor Li's body.

Professor Li's face was cloudy and changeable, and suddenly his eyes turned white, and he fell to the sky and fell on the podium with a "bang".

"Huh?"

Seeing Professor Li faint, hundreds of people in the entire classroom were in an uproar. The students stood up one after another and looked at Professor Li.

"Isn't it? Professor Li was scolded to death by Shen Bingyue?"

"In the past, Zhuge Liang scolded Wang Lang, and now Shen Bingyue is angry with Professor Li?"

The whole lecture hall was in chaos all at once.

There is only one party, Shen Ke, but he is still calm and calm.

"Kombat 120. ”

Vice President Gan hurriedly shouted.

"This is a medical school, faint a person, you call 120?

Shen Ke glanced at Vice President Gan and looked at Gan Ting.

"Gan Ting, your opportunity to practice has come, didn't you answer Professor Li's question about sudden fainting just now? Come on, massage Professor Li and do cardiopulmonary resuscitation. ”

Gan Ting was stunned for a moment and gritted her teeth.

"Just do it. ”

stepped forward, squatted in front of Professor Li, and raised his hands to give Professor Li a massage.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, Professor Li is not only old and in poor health, but also has cor pulmonale, and his current heart rate is more than 100.

When doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation, the slightest carelessness can cause emphysema, or even asphyxiating bronchial compression, resulting in heart congestion and immediate death.

Doctor Gan, you have to be cautious. ”