Du Heng felt helpless.
At the same time, he recalled where he had seen this patient's condition before. He had seen something similar on his little nephew, Du Yi. When Du Yi played like crazy and didn't bathe, his skin would get chapped, much like this patient's. However, the patient's skin was darker and harder.
Du Heng turned to the responsible nurse in the ward and said, "Please, bring me some alcohol and cotton swabs."
The nurse nodded and left the ward, a hint of confusion on her face.
Li Jianwei also looked at Du Heng, puzzled, and remarked thoughtfully, "You want to use cotton swabs to wipe his body? You suspect it's not a skin disease?"
"Yes."
"That can't be right. The patient had blood drawn before. They would have used alcohol swabs then too."
Du Heng chuckled, reaching out to touch the keratinized area again. "I'm afraid that a light wipe with alcohol wasn't enough to make it lose color."
Li Jianwei was taken aback.
