"Go into the room and take a look at the patient. You can't figure out anything just from reading the medical record."
As he spoke, he led everyone towards bed number 35.
The little girl, seeing so many people coming in, was instantly intimidated.
The irritation from before seemed to dissipate all at once.
But then...
She started crying again.
Zhao Lei had a rather fierce appearance, so it was normal for children to be scared.
Nonetheless, God Lei went over and started to observe carefully. The little girl, upon seeing God Lei, fell silent, her eyes full of rejection.
But this was still better than before.
At least now, routine abdominal examinations and diagnostics could be carried out.
After a moment, Zhao Lei asked:
"What do you guys think?"
By now, several doctors had come up one after another and begun their diagnoses.
"Doctor Yang, what do you think is going on?"
After a serious analysis, Yang Chen said:
"I think it looks a bit like postoperative anxiety."
