To tell you the truth, he has also been on clinical probation and internship. Most of the medical history questions are finished in a few minutes. There is absolutely no such careful thing as what little martial uncle asked today.


    All the fragments of a day''s life should be told. Little martial uncle is so evil. Although he finally asked about the beauty needle, Taoist Lin still felt something wrong.


    "Lao Lin, you have a lot of fancy intestines. Tell me, what are you thinking about?" Wu Mian said with a smile.


    Although the smile is still warm and warm, Taoist Ke Lin feels like a needle on his back, cold to the bone. Little martial uncle may be a little unhappy. Taoist Lin is still quite awakened in this regard.


    "I... didn''t think about anything." Taoist Lin explained.


    "Tell me, how do you feel?" asked Wu Mian. "Why do you hesitate to speak in detail."


    Taoist Lin sat down on a nearby chair, twisting his long beard.


    "If you carry it again, believe it or not, I''ll pull your beard off?"


    "No, don''t mention it." Taoist Lin said hurriedly, "I don''t want you to ask so much, young martial uncle. Do you have any strange hobbies, such as whether girls wear underwear when they sleep at night, whether they wear clothes or not when they get up to wash in the morning?"


    "Tut Tut, it''s really dark." Wu Mian said with a smile, "if you go to clinical work, you''ll have to be complained for up to one year. Do you know that there is only a line between clinical physical examination and playing hooligans?"


    "Yes." Taoist Lin thought, you still know this.


    "Is this the inheritance of laogua mountain? A while ago, Wei Dabao asked me what to do if I met a female patient. Do you want to take off your pants for examination? Tell me what you have brought to laogua mountain!"


    Taoist Lin''s mouth is bitter. Wei Dabao is the person that little martial uncle values. He has nothing to do with himself. But he didn''t dare to refute, so he could only smile.


    Also, little martial uncle is right. There is only a thin line between physical examination and playing hooligans.


    "In other words, this dress is more suitable for interrogation than white clothes." Wu Mian raised his right hand and looked at the Taoist robe in the sun. "If I wear white clothes, I think I will be complained if I drive the patient away. But it feels good to wear Taoist robes and shake my sleeves."


    "Little martial uncle, what do you want to ask?" Taoist Lin was curious.


    "This is the fourth time to ask me." Wu Mian said with a smile, "Lao Lin, you can''t have subjective assumptions. Don''t you know?"


    "I think you just have subjective assumptions, so you don''t want to ask repeatedly."


    "There are many kinds of things that can happen. At least I didn''t hear any information about myasthenia gravis in Chen Ming''s description. Doctors in local hospitals certainly won''t ask more than me, so it''s normal to make a neostigmine test to diagnose myasthenia gravis."


    "Isn''t it right?" Taoist Lin asked in surprise.


    "The diagnosis of myasthenia gravis is wrong, the girl has told you." Wu Mian seemed to feel that something was more difficult and began to ponder.


    "And then?"


    "I think the probability is the problem of beauty needles."


    Taoist Lin had little contact in this regard. Although he heard about it occasionally, he did not dare to speak indiscriminately in front of Wu Mian.


    "Do you know what beauty needles have?"


    "..." Taoist Lin looked at Wu Mian with a confused face.


    "There are 19 categories and 243 sub categories of regular products," Wu Mian said, "but most of them have not been approved in China, so the beauty needles are generally hyaluronic acid and Botox."


    "Since you ask the medical history and ask the past history of the patient''s use of cosmetic needles, it is a high probability that you have played an excessive dose of Botox."


    Taoist Lin listened silently. He felt a little sick in his heart. Little martial uncle said no, but his body was very honest. While saying that you can''t preset your position, you can preset your position so stably. When and stand, this is Lao Gua Shan''s style, okay.


    "It''s a pity." Wu Mian shook her head. "It''s too long. She delayed herself."


    "Ah?" Taoist Lin thought that little martial uncle had made a move and found the correct diagnosis. He must be able to cure the disease. But I didn''t think Wu Mian should say so. I couldn''t help but be stunned.


    "I thought I was a star, tired of fame, and lied to the doctor. Just like you, I carried it all the time and couldn''t put it down." Wu Mian sighed.


    "Little martial uncle, what''s going on?"


    "The combination of botulinum toxin and nerve endings is irreversible. Botulinum toxin poisoning should be treated with antitoxin within 24 hours after the symptoms appear to neutralize the free toxins in plasma. If the symptoms appear at that time, if the medical history can be clarified, the local hospital... It is estimated that there is no antitoxin of botulinum toxin, but you can go to the provincial hospital for treatment."


    "But now it''s a week late." Wu Mian said with some regret.


    "..." Taoist Lin thought of the long legs in the short video and felt a little nervous. He immediately asked, "little martial uncle, do you still have a way?"


    "Hurry up and look at her state. It is estimated that she will have difficulty breathing within 24 hours. She needs a mask to give oxygen and even a ventilator to assist her breathing." Wu Mian said, "it is not impossible to solve it, but it takes too long, and there will be sequelae in the future."


    "Alas." Taoist Lin sighed. Little martial uncle is not omnipotent.


    He can make a judgment earlier than others at most, but there is no silver needle for treatment. It''s just a needle.


    "Auxiliary ventilation, rehabilitation training and a large amount of rehydration to promote toxin metabolism. Rehabilitation training mainly includes three groups: respiratory muscle, lip and throat muscle and limb rehabilitation..." Wu Mian said, "forget it, it''s no use telling you so much. Come on a little."


    "Little martial uncle, speak slowly. I don''t understand."


    "You don''t have to understand. Whatever you say to her, as long as you go to the hospital honestly." Wu Mian said, and then said very carefully, "don''t involve Guman Tong. Can''t you live a good life? It''s all about this mess."


    "I know, stay at a respectful distance." Taoist Lin was awed.


    "Well, I''ll go back to the back mountain."


    "Little martial uncle, what do I say?"


    "Don''t you always say that evil things are causing trouble? Whatever." Wu Mian said, "in short, seize the time to persuade patients and their families to go to the hospital and go to a general hospital. I really think this thing can fight Botox at home? And I don''t know how much she fought, and I don''t even know whether Botox is true or false."


    Then Wu Mian sighed.


    "Botox, there''s a word poison in it. It must be medical. At least it''s fighting poison with poison. It''s brave to buy it and use it."


    Wu Mian spoke in a slightly lonely tone. It seems that he also has some regrets about the sequelae of young patients.


    "OK, little martial uncle." Taoist Lin said, "I''ll talk to the patient."


    Wu Mian waved.


    "Little martial uncle, are there really sequelae?"


    "Now I can''t care about the sequelae. I think the symptoms are very serious. I''m afraid I have difficulty breathing. I''ll hurry to go to Medical University for treatment. It''s likely to take a few days to use a ventilator." Wu Mian said.


    Taoist Lin obeyed with awe.