The next day, Liu Miqiao dealt with the acupuncture and massage patients early and came to the neurology department. As soon as he entered the door, all the experimental patients who had been away for 21 days arrived.
Check their condition first.
"Old Song, how are you? Raise your hand and look." Liu Maqiao said.
The patient named Song waved his hand.
Liu Muqiao was stunned. Was he right? Which hand of his was paralyzed?
Yes, it’s the left hand.
Swinging so powerfully?
"Lift your left foot and look."
The patient named Song raised his feet high.
He was grinning like a demonstrator.
Liu Muqiao himself had to be amazed.
21 days ago, the muscle strength of his left limb barely reached level 3. Although it has not reached level 5 now, it does have level 4.
There is no need for a control group at all. Ordinary neurologists can tell at a glance that this must be a new method that works.
"Old Song, please take a walk. Jiang Qian, please record a video. The title is called Walking like a miracle. In the past, Old Song, patients like you who had a bleeding volume of 100 milliliters must have been paralyzed in bed for a long time."
The patient named Song grinned and walked on the ground with a slight limp.
Zhao Yilin followed behind, also walking in goose.
He smiled and narrowed his eyes.
With this patient, other patients do not need physical examination at all, and it is clearly concluded that the effect of Liu Miqiao's new treatment is certain.
The next step is just a matter of quantification.
As the conclusion of the patient surnamed Song came out, 17 other patients soon began to undergo examinations by Liu Miqiao.
Liu Miqiao's physical examination was very serious, and Dr. Zou, Lu Lu, and Wen Xingyu were all taking notes carefully.
"Old Tan, whistle. Well, that's right. Play "Azalea", good. Wave your right hand, good. Hold my hand, hard, yes, hard!"
After checking the upper limbs, I checked the lower limbs again. The same results showed that the muscle strength reached level 4.
This is also a patient with massive bleeding.
In just 21 days, my muscle strength improved by a whole level. This is a visible achievement.
It's Lao Zhang's turn.
He suffered from lobar hemorrhage and had moderate cognitive impairment.
"Lao Zhang, what is this?" Liu Maqiao held up a pen to identify it to her.
"Pen." After saying this, he grinned. 21 days ago, he couldn't pronounce "pen", he could only say it was used for writing.
"What is this?"
"Stethoscope."
"Very good, Lao Zhang, what is this?"
"This is '7'.."
"Okay. Let me ask you, last time you said you saw your father and your grandfather looking for you, can you still see it now?"
"No more. I haven't seen them again in the past ten days."
"That's good. The hallucinations have disappeared and your cognition has recovered. Just add more oil and take medicine for three weeks."
Lao Zhang chuckled.
He kept saying, "Thank you, thank you."
Liu Miqiao felt very comfortable. The mice in the experiment all had obvious reactions, and the results were impressive. Moreover, the voice of "Ding! Reward a junior treasure box" rang in his head several times.
There are quite a few intermediate treasure boxes now, and the next 100 treasure boxes are not very far away.
Check to the last one.
Lao Qiu.
This is the most serious patient, with a bleeding volume of 130 ml, rupture into the cerebral ventricle, and zero muscle strength on the left side.
Liu Muqiao asked for a detailed medical history.
He needs to carefully identify whether he has hydrocephalus.
Dr. Zou and the others are taking notes carefully.
Then comes the physical examination.
This is not too optimistic.
"Wrinkle your brows. Close your eyes, open them. Move left, right, up, down. Stick out your tongue. Blow your air. Whistle..."
The situation is not good.
Facial muscle paralysis is still obvious.
"Lift your left hand, lift it, and lift it again. Okay, okay. Look at your left foot, lift it, and lift it again. That's it, right?"
Barely reaching level 3.
"Lao Qiu, listen to me. You have only been treated for 48 days in total. You have recovered quite well. Although you can't get out of bed yet, don't be discouraged. If you still take Huatuo Regeneration Pills for 21 days, you will probably recover.
I can stand up."
Speaking of this, Lao Qiu suddenly burst into tears.
Zhao Yilin quickly comforted him: "Don't cry! Don't cry! You are doing very well. If you take the medicine for another three weeks, you will definitely be able to stand up."
However, how could he restrain himself?
The more I cry, the more excited I become.
No.
If he continued to cry like this, he was afraid of having another stroke. Liu Miqiao quickly took out the resin of horse drunken wood and waved his hand in front of his nostrils.
"Go to sleep, take a nap, it will be fine after a nap."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Qiu stopped crying, struggled with his eyes a few times, and fell asleep.
At this time, all eyes were looking at Liu Miqiao.
Doubts.
Surprised.
Shocked.
"You really know how to hypnotize!"
"You still don't admit it? Your hypnosis is so powerful!"
Liu Muqiao wanted to explain, but how?
He has no way to explain it!
So what should we do?
Haha——I won’t explain it.
He changed the subject.
He said to Lao Qiu's family members: "I'm telling you, you should pay attention to controlling your emotions at home and don't let him get excited casually. I'm worried that he will bleed again."
There are two family members, one is his wife and the other is his son.
"He also cried at home." His son said.
"It's probably a mental symptom. Is he still cooperative in taking medicine?" Liu Miqiao asked.
At this time, her husband spoke: "It's all my fault, I bullied him."
"You bully him?"
"Well, I secretly gave his medicine to the old man next door, but I didn't give all of it, only half of it."
Liu Muqiao suddenly realized.
No wonder his condition was different from what was expected. It turned out that the medication was reduced by half.
At this time, his son lost control, his face turned red, his eyes were wide open, and his fists were clenched tightly. It is estimated that if it were not his own mother, he would beat her up.
All the patients are also very angry, and their hearts are bleeding.
Mother-in-law, do you do this kind of thing?
Zhao Yilin couldn't bear it anymore.
"Poof!"
"Haha" laughed.
He doubled over with laughter.
Lao Qiu's wife looked at him and smiled inexplicably.
"Interesting, so interesting, old lady, how old are you this year?" Zhao Yilin asked, holding back a smile.
"78 years old."
"How old is Lao Wang?"
"Lao Wang? Which Lao Wang? Whose surname is Lao Wang?"
"You ask me? It's that Lao Wang."
The old woman thought for a while and seemed to remember, "Lao Wang is 56 years old this year."
"Lao Wang is 56? Are you 78? Lao Wang's taste is quite strong."
The old woman shook her head and looked at Zhao Yilin inexplicably.
Seeing Zhao Yilin's jokes getting more and more outrageous, Liu Muqiao said quickly: "Don't believe him, he's talking nonsense. Let me ask you, did the old man next door to you also have a stroke?"
"Yes, I've had a stroke for many years," the old woman said.
"You've had a stroke for many years at the age of 56?" Zhao Yilin asked.
"No, why is he 56 years old? He is 80 years old, and his surname is not Wang." said the old woman.
Liu Miqiao was really worried that his son would understand, so he quickly said: "When you go back this time, bring more medicine and give one to the patient next door. Your old man cannot reduce the dosage of medicine. He must take two pills every day."
His son added: "She dares!"
This chapter has been completed!