10 A.M.

Zhao Heng was sitting in his office writing medical records when suddenly a voice came from outside the door.

"Dr. Zhao, may we come in?"

Zhao Heng turned his head and saw Sun Xinxin's mother, along with a weary and haggard-looking middle-aged woman.

At that sight, Zhao Heng immediately understood; this was the old friend Sun Xinxin's mother wanted to bring in for a consultation.

"Hmm, come in."

Zhao Heng nodded.

After Sun Xinxin's mother and the middle-aged woman came in, Zhao Heng said, "Have a seat."

Sun Xinxin's mother helped the middle-aged woman to sit down and first introduced her, "Dr. Zhao, this is Wang Li, my old friend I told you about."

This middle-aged woman, Wang Li, looked a bit hesitant at Zhao Heng at this moment.

He's so young.

That was Wang Li's first impression; could such a young doctor really have great medical skills?

Earlier this year, her old friend called her, saying she had found the best doctor for her, and before coming, she had high expectations, thinking it would at least be an older doctor, at least in his forties or fifties, but she didn't expect Zhao Heng to be so young.

He can't be even thirty yet, can he?

Wang Li couldn't help but think to herself.

"Xiaoli, don't be misled by how young Dr. Zhao is; Xinxin was abroad for three months, and none of the doctors there could cure her, but it was Dr. Zhao who treated her after returning home."

Sun Xinxin's mother also saw some doubt in her old friend and spoke up.

"Um, thank you, Dr. Zhao."

Hearing her old friend's words, Wang Li also nodded and politely said to Zhao Heng.

"When did these symptoms start?"

Zhao Heng nodded and began the consultation.

"About a month ago, when I was jogging in the morning."

Wang Li recalled and said.

"Could you describe specifically how it feels when it happens? The more detailed, the better."

Zhao Heng continued.

For Zhao Heng, consultation and physical examination are very important. Many doctors have become somewhat reliant on tests these days.

Chinese medicine talks about observing, listening, questioning, and feeling, and modern medicine is like this too; consultation, examination, and physical checks are very important steps.

"It was one morning while jogging; I heard a dog barking behind me, and when I turned my head, I felt dizzy, my heart raced, and I broke out in a cold sweat. Not even a minute passed before everything went dark, and I fell to the ground. When I woke up, I realized it was a kind passerby who had helped me to the roadside."

Wang Li described her condition at the time in detail, showing that she had a deep impression of the incident.

"So far, how many times has it happened?"

Zhao Heng paused for a moment and continued to ask.

Based on this history, it's a classic symptom of a brain tumor triggered by a specific behavior causing transient consciousness loss, or fainting.

But if it were a brain tumor, after visiting so many hospitals and undergoing brain exams, it's unlikely nothing would have been found.

"It has happened six or seven times already."

Wang Li thought for a moment and gave an approximate number.

"Have you ever had any chronic illnesses before, like hypertension, heart disease, or diabetes?"

Zhao Heng asked again.

According to Wang Li's account, it seems like a major epileptic seizure, but if it were an epileptic seizure, there wouldn't be this specific symptom of dizziness upon turning the head.

"No, Dr. Zhao, I've always been healthy, and I pay great attention to exercise and health maintenance. I also have health check-ups every six months, and my blood pressure has always been good."

Wang Li denied it.

"What did the doctors at the other hospitals say when you went for treatment before?"

Zhao Heng asked again.

"They said my brain exams showed no problems and suggested it might be epilepsy, but you have to catch it during an episode to measure brain waves."

Wang Li replied, showing clearly that she valued her health, remembering everything the doctors said when she went to other hospitals.

"Dr. Zhao, what exactly is my illness? Is it really some kind of curse?"

Seeing Zhao Heng deep in thought, Wang Li couldn't help but feel anxious and urgently asked.

"A curse? Where did you hear such a thing?"

Zhao Heng was a little surprised; how could purely physical symptoms be related to any curse?

"A master told me. He said there's an evil aura following my right side, and if I turn to the right, I'll hit this aura and lose consciousness."

Wang Li knew it wasn't appropriate to discuss these things with a doctor, but for the sake of her illness, she told him everything.

"A curse is nonsense."

Based on Wang Li's description, Zhao Heng already had a preliminary idea, but it still needed verification.

"Xinxin's mom, could you please ask the nurse outside to come in?"

Zhao Heng said to Sun Xinxin's mother.

"Sure, okay."

Sun Xinxin's mom nodded, turned, and left.

"Dr. Zhao, what exactly is it? The master said this is a curse from a past life; if not resolved, it could lead to a bloody disaster, not just the current fainting."

Wang Li had become quite superstitious; it was understandable given how many hospitals and doctors she had consulted without any results or understanding of her condition. She was grasping at straws.

"Don't worry. I'll do a test shortly and then we'll know the cause."

Zhao Heng calmly ignored the superstitious talk, knowing that people often find something to hold onto when an illness is tough to treat.

"Thank you, doctor."

Hearing Zhao Heng's words put Wang Li at ease, and she stopped asking questions.

Very soon, Tian Zhen came in.

"Dr. Zhao?"

Tian Zhen addressed Zhao Heng.

"Please prepare a unit of dopamine and an intravenous injection kit, and bring them in."

Zhao Heng instructed.

"Alright."

Tian Zhen nodded and immediately went to prepare.

Soon, she returned with a syringe in hand.

"Disinfect her arm first, locate the vein, and set up the IV cannula."

Zhao Heng continued.

"Okay."

Tian Zhen nodded and immediately began the procedure.

"Don't worry, I need to verify something, and once we confirm it, we'll know the cause of your symptoms."

Zhao Heng gently reassured the somewhat anxious middle-aged woman, Wang Li.

"Dr. Zhao, can you really find the cause?"

After consulting so many hospitals and doctors, she was almost in despair, while the master she visited earlier promised confidently he could "remove the curse."

"Yes, don't worry."

Zhao Heng now had some clues, but he needed to verify them. He couldn't rely solely on speculation, adhering to a professional and thorough approach.

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