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Chapter 497 - Chapter 497 【497】The senior apprentice brother saw through

Chapter 497: [(497)] The senior apprentice brother saw through everything at a glance Chapter 497: [(497)] The senior apprentice brother saw through everything at a glance The two of them walked toward the ward of Bed 23. Upon arriving, they could only hear the murmuring voices of two people chatting beside the window.

Fortunately, the volume of their conversation was low, not disturbing the patient sleeping in the next bed.

Approaching, they saw it was the auntie from Bed 23 chatting with Li Qi’an.

Noticing someone’s arrival, the auntie and Li Qi’an turned their heads.

“Senior Cao,” Li Qi’an said nervously as he sprang up from his seat.

Hearing him address someone respectfully, the auntie realized a superior had come and praised Li Qi’an, “Doctor Li is so good. My stomach doesn’t hurt anymore with him here.”

Li Qi’an’s cheeks turned red from the patient’s praise.

The patient, feeling lonely and finding someone to talk to, suddenly no longer felt stomach pains?

“Her stomach hurts?” Huang Zhilei turned to ask his junior sister about the patient’s condition.

Xie Wanying whispered into her senior brother’s ear, “Colorectal cancer. It’s unclear what’s going on, but she keeps complaining about stomach pain, even though there’s clearly no obstruction or symptoms of bleeding. Teacher Sun said it’s not an emergency and to wait for the attending doctor to deal with it during the day.”

After hearing his junior sister’s description, Huang Zhilei pondered. At that moment, by the moonlight shining through the window, he could just make out that the patient’s lips seemed to have a purplish hue.

“Hasn’t she been on oxygen?”

“The daytime doctor prescribed it, but she seemed uncomfortable using it.”

Overhearing the two doctors, the auntie understood and said, “The oxygen is really uncomfortable, blowing right in the nostrils.”

“But with your current condition, you need the oxygen, auntie,” urged Xie Wanying to the patient.

“He just helped me wear it for a while, and I breathed some in,” the auntie said, indicating that she had indeed used the oxygen earlier, for Li Qi’an’s sake.

“Maybe we should prescribe her some pain relief medication,” Huang Zhilei suggested to his junior sister, turning his back to her.

“We considered that before, but we’re worried she might suddenly develop complications that could be masked by painkillers,” responded Xie Wanying.

Hearing this, Huang Zhilei pulled her out of the ward. Outside, where the patient couldn’t hear, he said, “Her condition seems to be in the advanced stages. Painkillers are an option. I’m guessing Sun Yubo didn’t check her medical record, did you go look at it?”

After a moment of silence, Xie Wanying finally said, “It seems the full-body CT results haven’t come out yet. According to her medical record, the tumor isn’t that large.”

“You must have suspected something, which is why you called me to see her,” Huang Zhilei said, adjusting his glasses and discerning her thoughts. “The patient Senior Brother Cao and I consulted on yesterday afternoon wasn’t her.”

His junior sister was a smart person; she wouldn’t call her neurosurgery senior brother to see just any patient without good reason.

“Moreover, her pain isn’t from the intestines; it’s bone pain. Colorectal cancer that has metastasized. Oxygen depletion in the lungs indicates lung involvement, confusion of the mind suggests brain metastasis, and if the whole body aches, it’s the bones. Even if consultation with our neurosurgery department is requested, it’s likely to discuss chemotherapy options. Otherwise, she should be directly transferred to oncology,” Huang Zhilei continued to explain.

While the two were speaking, Li Qi’an stood quietly at the door of the ward, listening without showing any reaction and then returned inside.

Xie Wanying turned to look at the receding figure of her classmate.

“Is there another patient whose condition we need to discuss?” Huang Zhilei asked his junior sister, trying to lighten the slightly sorrowful atmosphere. Like Senior Cao, he disliked the ward being shrouded in gloom; it affected the emotions of other patients and medical staff.

Before resting, they needed to review all the critical patients once more. Xie Wanying, remembering Bed 62, spoke while walking with her senior brother, “If someone is extremely irritable, could that indicate a problem with the brain?”

“We need to clarify the situation, whether his temper has always been like that or if there’s been a sudden change,” he replied.