After the middle-aged man and his younger brother carried the old man away, Zhang Yan was also a little stunned.

He had never noticed it until the middle-aged man reminded him, and Zhang Yan finally remembered that this hospital still lacked several departments.

After all, it is still a hospital, and there is not even a place to charge fees.

There is no registration room either.

However, I can’t take care of these things for the time being, and we’ll talk about it later.

Zhang Yan calmed down, took the acupuncture needle pack, and went to the ward upstairs.

"Doctor, how can I cure my dad's disease?" the middle-aged man asked anxiously.

"For the time being, we will give priority to conservative treatment. I will give him an injection first, and you take off all his clothes."

Zhang Yan was also worried about how to treat it.

This disease is so complex that it is impossible to eradicate it.

The old man's current physical condition is not suitable for surgical correction, so he can only choose conservative treatment.

"Doctor, I'm not going to do surgery, just give me your hands and rub them. I think it works." The old man was lying on the hospital bed, humming and starting to yell again.

"You have this disease and even if you want to have surgery temporarily, I don't dare to do it for you.

Hospitalization first, daily massage, acupuncture, and supplementary drug treatment, wait a week to see the situation." Zhang Yan comforted the old man first, and then explained to the middle-aged man.

"Dad, please cooperate with the doctor in peace of mind. Don't think about other things. You don't want me to take my breast and look at you, right?" The middle-aged man threatened lightly.

"You, don't tell your grandma, she is already so old, let her worry about it." The old man said anxiously.

"Dad, do you also know that I am older? If you don't want her to worry about it, just listen to the doctor and cooperate with the treatment." The middle-aged man continued to threaten.

Zhang Yan finally understood. It turned out that there was an old woman above this old man.

In fact, the old man is only in his fifties, and his wife should be around seventy years old.

No matter what, this is a happy thing.

"Old man, you must be satisfied. You are so old, your children are filial, and you have an old lady above you. How happy is this?

You can't be so careless about your body and don't think about others, you have to think about your mother too, right?" Zhang Yan comforted with a smile.

"I'll treat it. I'll listen to you, doctor. I'll cooperate with you no matter how you treat it." There was a trace of expectation in the old man's eyes.

The old man's other two sons helped the old man take off his clothes and asked him to lie on his side on the bed and cover him with a quilt.

"Doctor, do you think my father is lying down or lying down?"

"Just let him turn sideways." Zhang Yan took a look and said.

Zhang Yan pulled back the quilt and started to prick the old man with acupuncture points, Shenshu, Yanglingquan, Weizhong, Ashi, Houxi, Renzhong...

Needles were inserted into the waist, back, thighs, ankles, feet, arms, and face.

The reason why Houxi and Renzhong need to be pierced is to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

After the needle was inserted, Zhang Yan took a deep breath, stood up, and said to the middle-aged man: "Keep the needle in for twenty minutes. Come down with me and I will write a prescription for your father."

"Excuse me, doctor!" The middle-aged man thanked him repeatedly.

"Doctor, do you think my father's situation needs to be treated, and how long will it take for it to be cured?" He then asked again.

"Cure? How about your recovery? You can get out of bed and walk. If there is no pain, it will take about half a month." Zhang Yan thought for a while and said.

"Doctor, what if it is completely cured?" Another slightly younger middle-aged man who came out after the middle-aged man asked.

"Doctor, this is my second brother." The boss quickly introduced.

"There is no way to completely cure your father's illness." Zhang Yan shook his head and said.

"Isn't it possible to have surgery?"

"Your father's illness is not only qi stagnation and blood stasis, but also organic disease.

The spine has been twisted into a twist shape, and this part is the most troublesome.

Your father's condition is caused by intervertebral disc degeneration, annulus fibrosus rupture, nucleus pulposus herniation, and compression of the dura mater and nerve roots. This leads to low back and leg pain and neurological dysfunction. Current surgical techniques cannot completely cure it.

The only way to slightly correct the protruding and deformed vertebrae is through surgery, so that your father can suffer less.

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I can only promise to try my best to make your father's quality of life as high as possible." Zhang Yan said helplessly.

Current medical technology cannot completely treat a twisted spine.

Later generations have successfully invented artificial vertebrae, 3D printed vertebrae, vertebrae, and lumbar disc replacement surgery is also a very mature medical technology.

But that will be fifty years later, and the old man cannot wait for that time.

"Alas!" Both the eldest and the second child sighed.

They knew the condition of their father's health. Although the old man was reluctant to spend money, they still took him to see many doctors intermittently.

When I came to see Zhang Yan, I was just thinking about what if it could be cured.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yan's words directly shattered their expectations.

"Actually, you don't have to worry. As I said just now, with a situation like your father's, after a period of treatment, he can still walk and resume his daily life without any problem." Zhang Yan comforted him with a smile.

"Thank you, doctor!" Upon hearing this, the two brothers let out a sigh of relief.

Being able to walk and take care of oneself, what is the difference between this and being cured?

"This is the prescription. There is a medicine pot in the pharmacy room of our hospital. You can borrow the medicine pot from the pharmacy room and boil the medicine for your father." Zhang Yan handed the prescription to the two brothers.

Zhang Yan prescribed Taohong Siwu Decoction: peach kernel, safflower angelica, rehmannia root, Chuanxiong, and white peony root, 3 qian each, frankincense and myrrh 2 qian each, paeonol bark, and anemarrhena 3 qian each.

Zhang Yan added frankincense and myrrh to the Taohong Siwu Decoction to relieve pain, and added paeonol bark and anemarrhena to increase the effect of activating blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

After thanking him again and again, the two brothers took the prescription and prepared the medicine.

Zhang Yan read a book for a while, checked that the time was almost up, and went upstairs to start the needle.

"Doctor, I know my disease. If it's not cured, don't bother. Just give me a painkiller injection. You don't have to spend that wasted money!" While Zhang Yan was taking the injection, the old man started nagging again.

"I said, old man, I really said a few words to you.

Your children all have jobs, right? Judging from their clothes, they don’t look like the kind of family whose family is so poor that they can’t make ends meet!”

"That is, my three sons all have jobs, and my daughter also has a job.

I haven't had much success in my life, but I finally raised them..." Speaking of his children, the old man said proudly.

This is not the end of the story.
Chapter completed!