"For instance, if you ate any unusual food before the onset of symptoms or came into contact with something specific, it could help with my diagnosis."
Li Jingsheng is not a miracle worker. Faced with such bizarre symptoms and very limited conditions, he can only try his best to diagnose.
"Honey, you didn't eat anything unusual before the symptoms appeared, did you?"
"Just the usual food!"
His wife shook her head blankly.
"Let me listen to your heart and lungs."
Li Jingsheng handed her the stethoscope probe, showing her how to place it under her clothes, pressing it on the heart and lung areas.
The rash on her chest was large and seemed to be spreading towards her neck.
After listening, Li Jingsheng frowned even more.
"The heart rate is significantly accelerated, but there are no sounds in the lungs. It feels somewhat like symptoms of sepsis or bacteremia."
Li Jingsheng muttered to himself.
"Have you been scratched by anything recently?"
