parentshiftbook Chapter 26 Paroxysmal Tremor-Induced Myofascitis Syndrome!
Chapter 26 Paroxysmal Tremor-Induced Myofascitis Syndrome!
Around 9 p.m., Su Ye had just finished showering when his phone started buzzing incessantly.
He looked down and saw that the group chat name already had a bright red "99+" next to it.
Click in.
Wang Dandan was like she'd been injected with adrenaline, posting more than a dozen messages in a row.
[Wang Dandan: Rumor has it!]
[Wang Dandan: Absolutely authentic!]
[Wang Dandan: Guess what I just heard!]
[Wang Dandan: Guess quickly!]
[Wang Luo: You've been promoted to attending physician?]
[Wang Dandan: Get out!]
Su Bei had just finished surgery and was exhausted. She was slumped in a chair in the duty room, lost in thought, when she saw the series of messages in the group chat. She still mustered her energy to reply.
[Su Bei: Dan Dan, stop keeping me in suspense, what happened?]
Wang Dandan was clearly waiting for this sentence.
She immediately blurted out a sentence.
[Wang Dandan: I heard from my teacher that Grandpa Zhou Jingtang is coming back to work!]
The group chat was silent for a second.
Then Su Bei immediately perked up.
[Su Bei: What! Old Master Zhou Jingtang? He's a titan of his field! What kind of illness could possibly warrant his intervention?]
[Wang Luo: Holy crap, really? Didn't Old Zhou already retire?]
[Wang Dandan: I don't know! It's very mysterious. My teacher told me this. She came back from a meeting today and was full of sighs, saying that even Old Zhou was invited out this time, which means that this illness is probably not simple.]
[Wang Luo: Could it be some kind of rare case nationwide?]
[Wang Dandan: Who knows? The neurology department is very tight-lipped. I asked them for ages but couldn't get anything out of them.]
[Su Bei: For Old Zhou to come out of retirement, it must be some kind of simple illness. That's Zhou Jingtang, a living fossil in Jiangcheng's medical circle. Sometimes people from even within the province come to him for advice.]
Su Ye watched the back-and-forth in the group chat, his expression remaining calm.
He raised his hand and typed a few words.
Paroxysmal tremor-induced muscle burst syndrome
The group chat fell silent for two seconds.
[Wang Dandan: ?]
[Wang Luo: ???]
[Su Bei: What kind of illness is this?]
[Wang Luo: Never heard of it!!]
[Wang Luo: Wait a minute.]
[Wang Luo: Ye-ge, how did you know?]
Su Ye glanced at the screen and casually replied.
[Su Ye: The vice president told me that I will be accompanying Dr. Zhou Jingtang for a consultation tomorrow morning at eight o'clock.]
next second.
The group chat completely exploded.
[Wang Dandan? ??? ??? ? ...
[Wang Luo: Holy crap!!!]
[Wang Luo: You mean you, a resident trainee, were personally summoned by the vice dean? Is that right?]
[Wang Dandan: And I'm going to be accompanying the renowned scholar, Grandpa Zhou Jingtang, to consult on a rare and intractable disease I've never even heard of before???]
[Wang Luo: Oh my god!!!]
[Su Bei: ...]
[Su Bei: I'm suddenly a little jealous too]
[Wang Dandan: Hehe, I'm already starting to feel sour]
[Wang Luo: No, why? We're all resident trainees, why have you evolved into this version?]
Su Ye looked at the screen full of amazement and envy, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He closed the group chat.
That fervent emotion suddenly dissipated.
The room fell silent again.
Only the night outside the window was deep and dark, with occasional car headlights flashing by in the distance, like streaks of flowing light.
Su Ye sat on the edge of the bed, tapping his phone case lightly with his fingertips, his eyes flickering slightly.
It would be a lie to say I'm not looking forward to it.
Zhou Jingtang.
He was a true titan in the medical field of Jiangnan Province. Even in Su Ye's memory, this name carried a natural weight. Many doctors might never have the opportunity to stand beside such a figure in their entire lives.
Of course, what interested Su Ye even more was the illness.
The cases were complex and difficult to diagnose, and were not covered in textbooks.
Paroxysmal tremor muscle burst syndrome.
To this day, he has not found a completely corresponding answer within his own knowledge system.
What does this mean?
It is either an extremely rare new case.
Either it's like the "mutations" he's encountered, which can't be explained by traditional medicine, or he has a fanatical pursuit of the "extraordinary"! These "mutations" and "symptoms" appearing in the spiritual environment are, for Su Ye, the best lessons nature has given him!
……
The next morning.
Su Ye got up very early.
Just after six o'clock, he had already finished washing up, changed into a clean and neat set of clothes, picked up his schoolbag and went out. Inside the schoolbag were a notebook, a pen, several commonly used textbooks, and a small booklet he had been carrying with him to record spiritual energy and strange phenomena.
The breakfast stalls downstairs are already open.
As usual, Su Ye bought a lot of food: three baskets of steamed buns, a bowl of tofu pudding, three fried dough sticks, a bowl of porridge, and four tea eggs. Since he started cultivating, his appetite has increased significantly, but now he's too lazy to worry about it.
You need to eat a lot to have the energy to cultivate.
Grains and cereals are the foundation of life.
No matter how extraordinary a person is, they still need to build strength from eating one meal a day. But after cultivating to the end and leaping to an extreme level of life, will it be possible to get rid of the five grains and cereals?
He couldn't help but chuckle.
It's too early to think about these things now.
After finishing breakfast, Su Ye glanced at the time: 7:20.
He flagged down a car and headed straight for the hospital's old administration building.
……
The old administration building is usually so quiet it's almost deserted.
The morning sunlight slanted in through the window, falling on the slightly worn floor tiles, and a faint smell of dust lingered in the air.
Third floor, at the entrance to the consultation room.
Su Ye stopped, straightened his collar, and then raised his hand to knock on the door.
dong dong.
A slightly aged but peaceful voice came from inside.
"Come in."
Su Ye pushed open the door and went in.
The consultation room was small but very clean. A long table was placed by the window, with several medical records neatly stacked on it, and an elderly man was sitting at the table.
His hair was gray and neatly combed. He was slightly thin and wore a simple white shirt with a light gray jacket over it. The old man sat there with his back straight, looking very energetic, like an old pine tree.
His eyes were somewhat cloudy, a mark left by the years, but within that cloudiness lay a bright light.
Su Ye immediately bowed respectfully and said:
"Old Zhou."
Zhou Jingtang looked up at him, scrutinized him for a moment, and a faint look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.
Young, composed, not impetuous, with bright eyes and a calm demeanor—this is the kind of person who can reassure patients and allow them to entrust their lives to him.
At least at first glance, he was satisfied.
"Su Ye, right?"
"Yes."
Zhou Jingtang nodded, without saying much, then closed the medical record on the table, slowly stood up. His movements were somewhat slow, as he was getting on in years, but Su Ye respected him greatly.
"Come with me, let's go see the patient."