The room was pitch dark, and I couldn't see my fingers. I have never experienced such pitch black music for so long.
Fang Lezhang was born in the 20s and was born in the era of technology and information explosion. At that time, even at night, if the lights were turned off, the room would not be completely dark.
"What am I?"
Fang Yuezhang had a vague guess, but this guess still made him a little unbelievable.
"Ahem!"
Just as he was thinking about something, Fang Yuezhang coughed again and felt thirsty in his mouth. He struggled to find the white porcelain pole on the side, picked up the white porcelain pole, and drank all the water in the white porcelain pole in two big gulps.
Although the room was pitch dark and he couldn't see his fingers, it was the first time for Fang Yuezhang to experience such an environment, but after all, he had a psychological quality far beyond that of ordinary people, and he did not feel too panicked.
Fang Lezhang comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and is also a second-generation official. His father is a master of Chinese medicine in Xinglin, and his mother is the director of the municipal bureau and a criminal police officer. Moreover, his father Fang Han and his mother Long Yaxin are also masters of traditional Chinese martial arts. Playing Xiao Fang Lezhang is not only
Not only did he study medicine with his father, but he also practiced martial arts with his father and mother. He was not afraid of the seven or eight strong Han Fang movements.
It is said that a skilled person is bold. Although the situation is not clear yet, Fang Lezhang is still relatively calm in his heart.
After putting down the white porcelain bar, Fang Yuezhang felt his body. He was sick, and the illness was not serious.
My whole body is weak, my head is still a little swollen, my throat is uncomfortable, and I cough with phlegm. I am already sweating a lot while lying down, but Fang Yuezhang can feel that the weather is not hot, and it is still raining outside.
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Taking a deep breath, Fang Yuezhang tried his best to steady his breathing. He touched his other wrist with one hand and felt for his pulse.
"Pulse and count!"
Fang Yuezhang frowned slightly while feeling the condition of his body and judging his own situation.
Since ancient times, there has been a theory of medical lack of autonomy. The original meaning of medical lack of autonomy is not that doctors cannot treat themselves, but that doctors have a clear understanding of diseases, medical science, and pharmacology. When treating people, they can objectively differentiate and treat patients based on their condition.
Prescription medicines are based on the disease, and there are many no worries, so they are often effective. When treating diseases for yourself or your family, you often have more associations and worries. You are worried that a certain medicine is hot, a certain medicine is cold, a certain medicine is harmful, a certain medicine is poisonous, etc.
Weighing and weighing again and again and being unable to make a decision can often easily delay the condition.
Excluding this factor, your own body actually feels the most accurately. Where you feel uncomfortable, what kind of discomfort you feel, whether you feel dizzy or not, and to what extent, these are more intuitive than listening to the patient's description.
Moreover, since ancient times, many famous doctors became famous doctors because they had physical diseases. They initially read medical books to understand medical principles in order to treat their own illnesses and thus embark on the path of practicing medicine.
In addition, there are also doctors who personally try various medicinal materials in order to understand the pharmacology. This is also because only what they feel is the most accurate.
"Bitter mouth, thirsty but able to drink, pulse stringy and rapid..."
Fang Yuezhang felt it carefully. On the one hand, he combined his feelings about his body and on the other hand, his pulse condition. Soon he had a rough judgment on his situation.
"tuberculosis!"
Tuberculosis, also known as tuberculosis in modern medicine.
This lower movement can basically confirm my guess, he has really traveled through time.
At this moment, Fang Yuezhang didn't have any memory about the present. The girl Fang Yuezhang just now didn't remember her name either, but he clearly remembered that he went home to sleep after the operation last night, and he had been there since he was a child.
I have never suffered from tuberculosis.
But now his body is suffering from tuberculosis, so there is only one possibility: this body is no longer his original body.
"how come?"
"Did I hallucinate because of the fatigue from the surgery?"
As a doctor, Fang Yuezhang still suspected that there was something wrong with his mental state.
Just as he was thinking about it, Fang Yuezhang felt a wave of fatigue coming over him again. He couldn't help but feel a little drowsy again. Then he fell asleep again and fell unconscious. When he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.
Bedside...
No, to be precise, it was the kang. The girl who slept with me last night was lying on the kang and fell asleep.
It was already daybreak, but it was still raining outside. The light in the room was still slightly dark, but it was clearer than the oil lamp last night. Fang Yuezhang could clearly see the girl's delicate face and long hair.
eyelash.
If she changed her clothes and dressed up a little, she would be a beauty that would turn heads frequently when walking on the street.
Zhang Xiyue slept very lightly. She woke up almost when Fang Yuezhang opened her eyes and looked at her. When she opened her eyes, Zhang Xiyue saw Fang Yuezhang staring at her, with a blush on her face.
"Fang Le, you're awake!"
Zhang Xiyue stood up in a hurry and tidied her hair with her hands: "I came back from cooking the porridge and found that you fell asleep again, so I didn't call you. The porridge was in the pot and was still hot. I'm going to serve it to you right now!"
"Um!"
Fang Lezhang nodded, he was indeed a little hungry.
"You wait."
Zhang Xiyue replied, hurried out of the room, and came back with a bowl of gruel after a while, with a bit of embarrassment on her face.
"I accidentally fell asleep later. The firewood was out and the porridge was a little warm. You taste it first. If it doesn't work, I'll heat it up."
Fang Yuezhang reached out and took the white porcelain bowl with a chip on the edge, took a spoonful of gruel with a spoon, and took a bite.
"Well, the temperature is just right."
The porridge was white rice porridge, and it was already very mushy. There shouldn't be much rice in the porridge, but it was very mushy. Fang Yuezhang ate it with big mouthfuls, and soon he finished the whole bowl of gruel.
After finishing the porridge, Fang Yuezhang subconsciously raised his head and saw the girl beside the kang subconsciously licking her lips.
Zhang Xiyue saw Fang Yuezhang looking over and hurriedly reached out to take the white porcelain bowl: "If it's not enough, I'll fill it for you. There's still more in the pot."
"enough."
Fang Yuezhang coughed twice more. He was very hungry, but actually he didn't have much appetite.
When I took the first few bites, I ate okay, but when I ate again, Fang Yuezhang actually didn’t have much appetite anymore. It wasn’t that he disliked the porridge because it didn’t taste good, but he really had no appetite. It should be related to illness, but Fang Yuezhang knew it very well.
, it was necessary for him to take in nutrients in this situation, so he finished the porridge quickly.
"You probably haven't eaten either, go and eat."
Fang Lezhang smiled and said to the girl.
"I've eaten."
Zhang Xiyue also forced out a smile: "Then you rest, I will make some medicine for you."