daily drama

Chapter 907 The ultimate mockery of single dogs

medical center.

Beth and Jamie, the pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate, finally did not follow in the footsteps of other members of their support group in the hands of Adam, and both survived.

He is also the only survivor of the group.

Destiny is really wonderful sometimes.

The MRI films taken every day can clearly see that the tumor is shrinking.

Adam estimated that in 23 days, surgery to remove the tumor would be possible.

The four little ones took turns to look after them, and the recorded data was not mentioned.

With growing fame.

Some so-called upper-class people no longer minded his status as a resident doctor, and began to seek medical treatment from him.

Adam was actually not very happy about this.

Because these self-proclaimed upper-class people want to find him for anything serious.

Some even wanted to ask him to come to the hospital for medical treatment.

All of them were rejected by Adam without hesitation.

He became a doctor in order to cure diseases and save people and prolong their lives, not to become the personal doctor of those so-called upper-class people.

Besides, when he took off his white coat, no one in front of him could be regarded as a member of high society.

After a few times, those who have been educated to be decent will not dare to put on airs.

If something really happened, they would take the initiative to come to the hospital and appoint Adam as their doctor.

For this kind of door-to-door, Adam will depend on the condition.

And best of all, he's a surgeon.

Unless it is a last resort, few people are willing to use the knife.

And if you really want to use a knife, it also shows that the condition is serious enough.

Otherwise, if you switch to internal medicine, it will be really uncomfortable, and you will come to see him for treatment.

VIP ward.

"How is my wife, Dr. Duncan?"

A middle-aged man in a suit looked at Adam nervously.

"Dr. Hibbert."

There was a strange look in Adam's eyes, but he still said seriously: "Your wife diagnosed herself as having a staph infection, and then she ordered antibiotics online..."

"Oh, God!"

Dr. Hibbert exclaimed in disbelief: "I've said it all, it's just a small pustule!"

"That's your opinion!"

Dr. Hiebert's wife said excitedly: "After I took the antibiotics, the small pustule healed up, which means my diagnosis is correct! You should believe me!"

"You're not a doctor!"

Dr. Hibbert yelled, "You can't just read a few books and just randomly diagnose yourself, and if you're really that good, why are we in the hospital now?"

Then he looked at Adam: "Doctor Duncan, what's wrong with her now?"

"Clostridium difficile was detected on her."

Adam explained: "Because of taking too many antibiotics regularly, all the beneficial bacteria in Mrs. Hibbert's body were basically killed. We need to reintroduce the beneficial bacteria."

"Then what to do?"

Mrs. Hibbert looked at Adam nervously.

"Transplantation via excrement."

Adam said professionally.

"Fecal transplant?"

Mrs. Hibbert was startled: "I want to do a fecal transplant?!"

Dr. Hibbert covered his face directly.

"Correct."

Adam glanced at Dr. Hibbert's familiar face, suppressed a smile, and said very professionally.

"We're going to grow a tube of bacteria on your nose and transplant it into your stomach.

A donor is someone who is exposed to the same bacteria as you on a daily basis, usually the other half of a couple. "

"shit!"

Mrs. Hibbert cursed directly.

"Don't say that!"

Dr. Hibbert said angrily.

If there is no accident, he is asked to pull shit into the bowl and pass it to the doctor.

"It's the standard course of treatment."

Adam suppressed a smile and comforted him: "Don't think too much, health is the most important thing! And you are already very lucky."

"Lucky?"

The Hibberts shouted in unison.

"Ah."

Adam nodded: "Imagine if you didn't have each other, and Mrs. Hibbert was single at the moment, it would be very difficult for you to reintroduce beneficial bacteria.

Without beneficial bacteria, harmful bacteria take advantage of the opportunity to expand, and people are very susceptible to bacterial viruses, and then they will have low immunity and become weak and sick.

Mrs. Hibbert is currently infected with Clostridium difficile, which may cause pseudomembranous colitis, and if the condition is severe, it may even cause death. "

Emmm.

This is simply the ultimate mockery of single dogs.

"Is it possible to cause death?"

Mrs. Hibbert was horrified.

Dr. Hibbert also looked worried, then he gritted his teeth and looked at his wife: "Admit it, admit it is a small pustule, you overreacted..."

"Seth."

Mrs. Hibbert begged.

"No!"

Dr. Hiebert interrupted: "If you don't admit that it's a small pustule, if you don't admit that you are overreacting, I won't defecate in the bowl!
I am the Vice President of NYU!
I am about to go to Pasadena to take charge of the top ten Caltech in the entire meter!

If you are not mistaken!

I would never do such a shameful thing!

no way! ! !

That's it, come to me when you're ready. "

Saying that, Dr. Hibbert, oh, the future president of Caltech, walked out of the ward angrily.

"Tell him it's just a pustule."

George couldn't help but speak out.

"No!"

Mrs. Hibbert stretched out her finger and said excitedly, "That's definitely not a small pustule!"

Adam gave George a wink and signaled him to persuade Mrs. Hibbert.

He walked out of the ward by himself and found Dr. Hibbert.

"Dr. Hibbert, don't be angry with your wife."

Adam persuaded: "This is a major matter related to her health, it is better to treat it as soon as possible."

"Doctor Duncan, you don't know."

Dr. Hibbert said angrily: "This is not the first time.

When she had a headache, she thought it was brain cancer.

There was a lump in her chest and her heartbeat was abnormal, so she thought it was a heart attack.

She thought the small abscess was stomach cancer.

In short, as soon as she felt a little uncomfortable, she would think about the most serious possibility.

Then all kinds of tossing.

I've had enough.

She has to admit she was wrong.

I struggle outside every day, how much I suffer...

Go home and have to bear her tossing around for no reason?
Dr. Duncan, tell me, is this a small abscess? "

Adam looked at Dr. Hibbert's face and reminded: "Your face is really bad, have you stayed up late these two days?"

"……Correct."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Dr. Hiebert's face, and he covered it up: "I'm busy with my transfer recently. There are too many receptions."

"I haven't congratulated you on being promoted to the president of Caltech yet."

Adam Daoxi said: "I believe that under your leadership, Caltech will definitely rise in rankings, and eventually become the top school in the comprehensive ranking of the entire meter."

"Thank you."

When Dr. Hibbert mentioned this, he looked proud and confident: "I believe it will happen. The most important thing to be a principal is to attract enough donations for the school, and this is what I am best at..."

"Ah."

Adam almost couldn't hold it back, suppressed his smile, and borrowed the famous saying of the other party's future: "I believe in you, I know!"

That's right!

The Dr. Hibbert in front of him is the future president of Caltech where Sheldon is.

That sacrificial ego to fulfill the big ego, leaning against the wall should be Leonard's knowledgeable senior.

(End of this chapter)