Family doctor Feng Bo knelt next to Chai Yuansheng and pressed his stethoscope on Chai Yuansheng's chest.
He frowned, his face uncertain.
Chai Yuansheng coughed violently again, followed by a large mouthful of blood foam coming out of his mouth.
"Doctor Feng, what's wrong with my second uncle?" Chai Jing asked eagerly.
Feng Bo smiled bitterly, "I received a call just now. Aunt Cai said that the chairman suddenly coughed non-stop. When I arrived, he was already like this."
Chai Jing was dissatisfied, "What should we do now?"
Feng Bo told the truth, "You should be sent to the hospital."
Feng Bo is a family doctor.
Although he has extensive medical experience, he is better at dealing with headaches and fever.
It is beyond his ability to deal with difficult and complicated diseases.
"No, I can't go to the hospital."
Chai Yuansheng opened his eyes with difficulty.
His anger was as thin as a thread, but his attitude was firm.
"Can you let me take a look?" Zhao Yuan asked.
Although Chai Yuansheng hid his illness and refused medical treatment, Zhao Yuan could not sit idly by and ignore him when he saw his pain.
"Who are you?"
Feng Bo was slightly startled and looked at Zhao Yuan with suspicion in his eyes.
Chai Jing said: "He is Zhao Yuan."
Feng Bo was impressed by this name, "The medical student who saved Mr. Chai on the high-speed rail?"
Chai Jing nodded, "Let him try it!"
Feng Bo couldn't do anything, so he thought Zhao Yuan couldn't do anything either.
"Dr. Zhao is a young and talented man. He may be able to rejuvenate himself."
Feng Bo's words were somewhat flattering.
Zhao Yuan didn't care.
If you think about it from another person's perspective, if someone interferes with your own patient, you will feel uncomfortable.
Zhao Yuan walked up to Chai Yuansheng and leaned down to conduct a physical examination on him.
By touching the chest area with your fingers, you can understand the condition of Chai Yuansheng's internal organs.
Check one by one.
Wait until your fingers reach the top of your lungs.
He frowned.
Then, he suddenly pressed his chest hard with the palm of his hand.
Feng Bo was shocked and tried to stop him, "What are you doing?"
Zhao Yuan ignored Feng Bo.
I go my own way.
A powerful external force is like a match thrown into dry grass, igniting a huge fire.
Chai Yuansheng couldn't control it, and a mouthful of pus and blood poured out.
Zhao Yuan had already expected it and put the trash basket next to his mouth.
A large amount of smelly blood poured into it.
Feng Bo was about to scold Zhao Yuan loudly because he was messing around.
At this time, Chai Yuansheng slowly opened his eyes and said weakly, "I feel much more comfortable."
Feng Bo moved closer and Zhao Yuan got out of the way.
Feng Bo used a stethoscope to examine Chai Yuansheng, his eyes widened in disbelief, "The dullness has disappeared!"
Zhao Yuan nodded and explained, "I just used the method of physically excreting accumulated phlegm to force out the bloody phlegm in his lungs and trachea."
What seemed like an understatement was incredible to Feng Bo.
Chai Yuansheng was conscious and smiled bitterly, "How long can I live?"
Feng Bo said nothing.
Judging from Chai Yuansheng's state just now, death is only one step away.
Zhao Yuan frowned and said, "Why do you have such negative thoughts?"
Chai Yuansheng was full of dejection, "Don't I have a terminal illness?"
Zhao Yuan sighed softly, "According to my judgment, your disease is not terminal. As long as you undergo surgery, you have a chance to live to be a hundred years old."
Chai Yuansheng was doubtful, "Dr. Zhao, you don't need to comfort me! I know I have a terminal illness."
"What kind of terminal illness? Please tell me." Zhao Yuan couldn't laugh or cry.
"I saw a famous Chinese doctor. He said that I have ten strange pulses and I won't live long." Chai Yuansheng's eyes showed a look of despair.
Chai Jing took the report and read it again, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Will this false report have any impact on Dr. Sun?"
Zhao Yuan shrugged and said: "This report will not harm the interests of the patients. On the contrary, it will bring benefits to the patients. As long as the patients do not hold them accountable, it will have no impact."
Chai Jing nodded slightly, "You are really considerate of the problem. I will accept the report and thank Dr. Sun for me."
Zhao Yuan smiled faintly.
Dr. Sun has full trust in himself.
The content was written by Zhao Yuan, but Sun Liang signed his name without even reading it.
Aren’t you afraid of being sold by yourself?
Tianhua Hospital, high-end ward.
Chai Yuansheng changed into blue and white hospital clothes.
Chai Jing peeled an apple for Chai Yuansheng, cut it into slices, placed it neatly on the plate, inserted it with a toothpick, and handed it to Chai Yuansheng.
A smile appeared on Chai Yuansheng's lips, he took the fruit plate and put a piece into his mouth.
The fragrance and sweetness of apple instantly fill your mouth.
The test results have come out, and they are the same as Zhao Yuan's speculation.
Chai Yuansheng suffered from pulmonary sequestration, not cancer.
Pulmonary sequestration is a congenital lung malformation that can be treated with surgery.
After learning that it was not a terminal illness, Chai Yuansheng's appetite became much better.
Chai Yuansheng wiped his hands clean with a tissue and picked up the fake report.
Zhao Yuan, a young man, should not be a doctor, but he would be good as an aide who makes suggestions.
"When will the surgery be performed?"
"Director Jiang said, I suggest you wait until your condition recovers better."
"The sooner the better."
Chai Yuan took a photo of the fake report with his mobile phone.
"After the operation, I must deal with those ungrateful traitors!"
