Zhao Xi heard this and began to ponder.
A moment later, she approached the patient, "Hello, please lie down on the bed. I'll do an abdominal examination for you. If there's any discomfort, let me know, okay?"
The elderly patient appeared amiable, and his facial expressions were normal. Usually, under such circumstances, the condition shouldn't be too severe.
"Okay!"
"Sorry to trouble you."
While speaking, the elderly patient lay down flat, and Chen Gong helped him to bend his legs.
At this point, Zhao Xi started the physical examination.
"Does this hurt?"
As Zhao Xi spoke, she pressed down.
The elderly man shook his head, "No pain!"
Zhao Xi continued to ask, "Have you eaten anything bad these past few days?"
"Or had diarrhea."
The elderly man shook his head again, "No, my life has been quite regular lately."
"And there have been no instances of nausea or vomiting?"
Zhao Xi was trying to rule out acute gastroenteritis.
