Chapter 697 Assassin Demir: I’m getting closer to my target!
Going crazy?
Gretel immediately thought of the refugees he saw at the door of the hospital in the morning with blank eyes or sluggish movements. So, was this one of them suffering from a mental disorder?
He hurriedly said "put on your clothes" and turned around to go out to take a look. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw a tall figure with a back in front of him. He didn't show any pretense. Weeds on the ground sprang up crazily, tying the man into a green figure.
pupa.
An eighth-level high-level priest, his shots are so clean and neat.
Gretel nodded slightly to thank Elder Knox, who was the disciple of Elder Knox, and looked past him to see the patient. Thanks to the elder, it saved him so many things, and he no longer had to think about whether to use vines or the tranquility technique...
The green chrysalis was tied neither loosely nor tightly, just enough to stop the patient from struggling but not inhibit his breathing. When the person was in the chrysalis, he could turn his head and stare at Gretel, his eyes so wide that they were about to burst.
The mouth is wide open, the roots of the teeth and gums are bloody:
"Hehe, Hehe..."
Gretel paused for a moment. I glanced at the door of the hospital before and saw several refugees. Most of the symptoms of the refugees they saw were indifferent expressions, slow reactions, and reduced intelligence. In other words, they were close to dementia. But the person in front of him looked...
Quite a bit manic...
Isn't it a one-and-done thing?
Although emergency doctors are not necessarily proficient in mental illness and symptoms similar to mental illness, they still need to have some understanding. When receiving patients, they cannot seek psychiatric consultation all day long. They must make their own judgment at first glance:
This one is just drunk, this one looks like an epileptic seizure, this one may be an emotional disorder, this one is more likely to be hepatic encephalopathy, this one is not a mental illness, but is about to go into shock, so the expression is indifferent...
He hadn't yet diagnosed the symptoms of the pupa man in front of him, but he instinctively felt that something was wrong. Including the skin on his face and the blood on his lips, Gretel also felt that something was not right.
He stopped and did not step forward, but looked around. He found a man who was staring nervously at the Chrysalis Man, who seemed to be quite concerned, and waved to him:
"You know him?"
"do not know……"
The man shrank back subconsciously. He wanted to escape, but a wisp of grass sprouted under his feet and wrapped tightly around his ankles. Gretel saw this and couldn't help but smile:
That big brother, that eighth-level priest of the God of Nature, you are so considerate!
In order to prevent the person being questioned from running away in panic, he did not point out any clues or turn around to thank him. He just lowered his voice and asked:
"How long has he been like this? I mean, like this crazy?"
As he spoke, he quietly threw a soothing spell over. The magical calming effect was quite good. The man's trembling voice gradually calmed down. He raised his head and looked at Gretel:
"I don't know. I have been imprisoned for almost a month. One person died at one time, and several others were thrown in...Anyway, he was there when I boarded the ship."
Tupac Demir's whole body tensed up and he listened to what they were saying. He felt bad when he saw the high-level spellcaster coming, so he took advantage of the old man to get into the house. He wanted to escape but was stopped by the guards, so he had to
Acting crazy and acting stupid.
Fortunately, I made a mistake and attracted the target.
Damn it, why doesn’t this guy come over?!
Grass stalks can only tie up ordinary people, but cannot tie him up at all; as long as the target comes to him and finds an opportunity, he is absolutely sure to kill him!
Forget it, it’s better to just come over. Since there are high-level professionals around, he’d better be quiet for the time being and wait for the opportunity. The assassin gradually became quiet and tried to eavesdrop:
"Then besides him, there are others..." Gretel raised his hand and pointed at his head:
"Is there a bad mind? In other words, are there still people who are stupid or crazy?"
"Yes, yes!" The man nodded quickly. He turned around, and the grass stems under his feet had spread out at some point, allowing him to take a step outward safely, and raised his hand to point at the crowd:
"Look there, there's Shanna. Ever since her child was dragged away by a wolf, she has been acting stupidly; and old Ron, in the past six months, she has become more and more unrecognizable; and..."
Among the forty or fifty people, four or five will develop neuropsychiatric symptoms. This probability is not low. Grete followed the man's guidance and looked at all these patients, summarizing as he read:
These patients, even among the refugees, are particularly malnourished. The symptoms of skin lesions are also more severe. Grete said that their mental symptoms and skin lesions may be related...
But what is the connection? Gretel walked around in the crowd and walked, and suddenly a stench hit his face. It was not the stench of not taking a shower for many days and the smell of sweat fermenting on the body, but...
It's diarrhea! Grete sniffed, and his rich clinical experience immediately gave him the answer. It doesn't matter if one or two people have diarrhea, as long as it doesn't cause a plague!
Not to mention cholera, even dysentery or something like that, if it broke out next door to the hospital, it would give him a headache!
Grete turned around and blocked the way, stopping a man who had just returned from relieving himself:
"Have diarrhea?"
"yes!"
This refugee was dirtier and more frightened than the last one. Gretel asked him pleasantly:
"How long have you had diarrhea?"
"One...always has..."
"How long? Seven days, half a month, one month, three months? Half a year?"
On the refugee's dirty face, the dark pupils dilated slightly, as if he was a little dazed. His eyes moved upward slightly, as if he was thinking, and finally he shook his head:
"It's been a long time..."
Grete breathed a sigh of relief. It took a long time, so it was no longer cholera. Cholera would definitely not last long, and it was probably not dysentery.
He stopped a few more inquiries, and they all said that the diarrhea lasted for a long time, ranging from a few months to half a year, intermittently. Moreover, among the patients with psychiatric symptoms, some also experienced diarrhea, nausea and vomiting.
If these symptoms appear at the same time, what disease could it be?
skin disease?
Rheumatic immune disease?
Nutrient deficiency?
For some reason, Gretel thought of beriberi. This disease is caused by vitamin B1 deficiency. It seems easy to confuse it with tinea pedis. Even the names are very similar.
But in fact, beriberi may affect the nervous and cardiovascular systems, with the former manifesting as peripheral neuritis, sensory and motor disorders, and the latter manifesting as weakness, fatigue, palpitations, shortness of breath, and even heart failure...
It is somewhat similar to the disease in front of me. However, it is still different. Gretel always feels that he should be very close to the answer. There is still one step left, only one step left!
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Alas, but differential diagnosis is still needed. For example, mental illness may be combined with skin lesions and gastrointestinal symptoms in a certain disease, or it may be isolated; the woman may have suffered a major blow, the old man Maybe Alzheimer's...
Diarrhea is more likely. You really can’t make a diagnosis hastily without looking at everyone!
He walked towards Master Knox's consulting room and had a shelter hut set up beside it. He looked left and right and whistled loudly.
In a moment, the Silver Moon Deer arrived in response to the call, carrying Serila on its back:
"Apa, you watch them here. If anyone is in trouble, throw a healing spell over there." Gretel stood on tiptoes and stroked the soft fur on Apa's head:
"Call them in one by one, ask about their medical history, and do a physical examination. Serira, I told you to remember!"
"okay!"
The silver dragon girl happily agreed. She took the [Endless Ink Pen] and turned it over happily on her fingertips. Grete looked around and called the guards:
"Please do me a favor and carry that guy bundled into a ball, that's the one, first!"
Tupac DeMille:!!!
I'm getting closer to my goal!
Should we seize the time and take action?
That deer looks so strong! And that elf girl, I don’t know what level of ranger she is...
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ps: Enough information has been given, can anyone guess what the disease is?