Faced with a classic set of symptoms.
Everyone had been so focused on killing the virus that they'd forgotten to inquire about the child himself, the one being tormented to within an inch of his life.
The patient's current symptoms—extreme emaciation, separated cranial sutures, diarrhea, undigested food in his stool—were they truly all caused by the Cryptococcus infection?
Or was this merely a trigger, while the true root of the problem was that the child's own organ functions had completely collapsed?
Lin Guorui began to reflect deeply.
Just as Li Xu had reminded him, had he overlooked the most crucial point of all—the most fundamental respect for the patient and the illness?
'Have I ignored the timeless principle that a diagnosis must be comprehensive, using all four methods in concert, never favoring one or abandoning another?'
'And what about me?'
'Had I done that?'
"Let's go. To the ward."
Lin Guorui shot to his feet. "We're going to re-examine him."
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