With his palm on the child’s forehead, Cao Yong was estimating the child’s temperature.

Seeing him not speak, Tao Zhijie could guess that at least the patient had a mild fever.

When Yin Fengchun came over, he considered straightening the child’s arms and legs to lay him flat for an examination. The problem was, Xie Youtian’s two little fists were clenched tightly, his whole body curled up stiffly, not letting Brother Cao pull his leg.

"Brother Cao is going to check your tummy, alright?" While gently stroking the child’s hair to soothe him, Cao Yong whispered softly into the child’s ear to avoid frightening him.

Hearing Brother Cao’s voice, Xie Youtian gave a small nod.

After feeling the little boy’s stiff shoulders relax a bit, Cao Yong and the others slowly laid the child flat on the sofa. Once lying flat, Xie Youtian squeezed his eyes shut as if afraid of the light, and Cao Yong placed his hand over the child’s little eyes to shield them.

Sun Rongfang was naturally very worried about her son and said, "Why don’t I go back and get the medicine for him to take?"

"Auntie, don’t worry, we’re here," several doctors reassured her in turn.

Wu Lixuan, receiving a look from her boyfriend, took her godmother’s arm and led her to sit on a chair at the side, saying, "Godmother, they’re top doctors from Guoxie, you don’t need to worry. Let them see what’s going on with Youtian first. Dr. Tao is a specialist in Hepatobiliary Surgery, he’s very skilled."

That deity might be hard to handle, but in terms of medical expertise, it’s top-notch.

Surprisingly, the young Teacher Tao was already a Hepatobiliary Surgery specialist at the Capital Hospital. Sun Rongfang felt a sense of surprise. From the ordinary public’s point of view, young doctors aren’t usually very reliable. However, having worked in a health clinic before, she knew a bit about medical matters and understood that truly skilled doctors aren’t age-dependent.

Stretching her neck, Sun Rongfang looked over,

Tao Zhijie’s hand lifted the child’s shirt with such a gentle motion that the child wouldn’t notice at all. Because the little one seemed scared to have his tummy touched by the doctor.

Doctors from Capital Hospital are indeed different. Sun Rongfang thought as she watched. In the past, when she took her son to see a doctor, some doctors, upon seeing her son not cooperate, would immediately scold her, the parent, and lecture her, saying her son wasn’t behaving and they couldn’t examine him. She had to hold her child’s arms and legs down; otherwise, the doctor couldn’t perform the examination.

Having studied some medicine, Sun Rongfang understood what this phenomenon was. In China, there are few professional pediatricians, and many of them lack the energy to seriously practice child psychology. When there are too many patients in the clinic, doctors don’t have the spare time to coax children. Parents in the queue behind can often pressure doctors to see patients faster.

The pediatricians under pressure from parents lose their patience. In the end, it’s all up to the parents to coax the children. Kids are scared of hospitals and doctors — the extent to which parents can comfort them is predictable.

In Chinese pediatrics, the mixture of children’s wailing and parents scolding their children is the norm, like a living hell. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

In fact, in a clinical setting, to judge whether a doctor is excellent or not, you only need to observe how he/she handles children to get a clue. Excellent doctors can handle children in minutes. How do they handle them in minutes? By coaxing? Certainly not.

Doctors use medical skills they’ve learned, not just coaxing techniques.

The little ones are afraid of the doctor pressing on their aching tummies — you can’t blame them for not being brave. Anyone, as a patient, would cradling their painful areas, fearing them being touched.