Chapter 195 (1/2)

After dinner, Guo Xiang went to see Ji Changlin with two bags of specialties brought from the northeast.

When he arrived, he was still seeing a doctor, and Guo Xiang stood by and waited.

Ji Changlin glanced at her. ”Are you back?”

”Master!” Guo Xiang shouted.

”Come and have a look!” Ji Changlin said naturally.

Guo Xiang put down his things and went over. He sat down in front of the patient and stretched out his hand to feel the patient's pulse.

Touch the left hand pulse and the right hand pulse. No problem.

”Master, I can't diagnose it!” Guo Xiang frowned. It was the first time he had encountered such a thing.

She opened the fluoroscopy again and scanned the patient's body. She didn't see any problem.

Ji Changlin nodded, ”it's a little strange!”

Guo Xiang asked the middle-aged man in front of him, ”uncle, what's wrong with you?”

”My back is itchy. I dare not touch it. It's hard to touch it. It's like a thorn, but I let my mother-in-law see it. There's nothing.” Said the middle-aged man.

”Can you take off your clothes and let me see?” Guo Xiang asked.

The middle-aged man nodded. It doesn't matter if he is a man. In addition, when it's hot, many people take off their clothes and work. It's common to be naked.

He took off his clothes and turned to show Guo Xiang his back.

Guo Xiang lowered his head and looked carefully at the middle-aged man's back. The countryman's skin was tanned, but he looked very healthy. He didn't find anything unusual except a few moles.

Put out your finger and touched it.

”Pain!” The middle-aged man shouted and reached out to catch the place Guo Xiang touched just now, ”it's itchy again!”

Guo Xiang touched several other places. Every time he touched the man, he screamed. His whole back was almost uncomfortable, but other places were fine.

It's really strange that Guo Xiang had never encountered such a case in his previous life.

”Have you checked in the hospital?” Asked Guo Xiang.

”Yes, the doctor doesn't know what's going on.” The middle-aged man said with a bitter face.

”The doctor also helped me wipe it with alcohol. I took a bath and washed it several times at home, but it didn't work. It itched and hurt when I touched it. It's really uncomfortable. I can't sleep well!” The middle-aged man has a sad face.

”I have never seen such a case.” Ji Changlin shook his head.

”Dr. Ji can't even help you. What should I do?” The middle-aged man wailed.

Guo Xiang pondered that he had seen that kind of skin scratch disease before. As long as he grasped it gently, he would scratch out traces and swell up one by one, as if he had been beaten. Also known as artificial urticaria, it is an allergic reaction of skin and blood vessels.

But there were no scratches on the man's skin, and only his back reacted, not elsewhere. It's strange.

Is there something wrong with the body's immune system? But it can't be checked, and the current medical technology can't reach it.

”Uncle, when did your symptom begin?” Asked Guo Xiang.

”Just two days ago, not before.” Said the middle-aged man.

”Two days ago?” Guo Xiang frowns, which is even more wrong.

If it is scratch disease or body autoimmune problem, it is generally congenital and will not grow so old and just appear.

Guo Xiang shook his head at Ji Changlin. ”Master, I don't know.”