She was numb from the bottom of her heart. It was good to see Qin Fan so young and not resist.
"Aunt Wang, how are you?"
Yi Lei asked with concern.
Wang Meizhi gave a wry smile and said, "What else can I do? I can't live well if I don't die."
"Hey, don't say that. Modern medicine is very advanced and there is always a way."
Yi Lei rarely became somewhat calm.
He smiled and said: "Mr. Qin may have a way. He also cured my sister's strange disease that made her unable to stand."
Wang Meizhi looked at Qin Fan. She knew that Yi Qing had a strange illness that made him unable to stand.
But can Qin Fan really have any solution for her illness?
At this time, Zhao Yong took the opportunity to say: "Mr. Qin, please help the mother who wrote home to diagnose."
"Well, I'm a doctor and I will do my best."
Qin Fan was polite.
He went straight to the point, "Auntie, let me feel your pulse."
After Wang Meizhi heard this, he put his left hand on the armrest of the sofa and asked Qin Fan to feel his pulse.
She had no hope in her heart, so she didn't even bother to talk about the symptoms of her illness.
Qin Fan can understand. He took his pulse very carefully today and tasted the pulse for a while.
Then he took the initiative to ask, "Auntie, have you been sick for several years?"
"Well, it's been more than four years."
"Do you have symptoms of coldness and numbness on your back? The area where the symptoms appear is about the size of a palm. Well... you also often experience palpitation. If you have a cold, the symptoms of palpitation will become particularly serious."
"Hmm..." Wang Meizhi hummed softly.
At this time, Zhao Jiashu on the side couldn't help but interrupt.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Qin, my mother has this symptom. You are so amazing. You can even feel the pulse."
Suddenly, Zhao Yong and Wang Meizhi couldn't help but look at Zhao Jiashu.
Zhao Jiashu shook his head at the two of them.
To be honest, they all thought that Zhao Jia Shu had told Qin Fan in advance.
But judging from his son's reaction, Qin Fan didn't know anything about it beforehand.
If you can accurately tell your condition just by taking your pulse, what is this if not a miracle doctor?
!
Zhao Yong nodded again, and a glimmer of hope finally flashed in Wang Meizhi's disappointed eyes.
Yi Lei was immediately stunned.
He knew that at the banquet a few days ago and in the car today, Zhao Jiashu didn't mention a word about his mother's condition.
He began to feel that Qin Fan's medical skills were truly extraordinary.
Qin Fan smiled and continued: "Auntie, your symptoms mainly occur during the day, and occasionally you may experience chest tightness, shortness of breath, and general weakness."
After Wang Mei heard this, she became more and more interested in Qin Fan's medical skills.
This was the first time she met a doctor who could accurately tell her condition just by taking her pulse.
But what she didn't know was that there was nothing that Qin Fan could not know by cooperating with the doctor.
Wang Meizhi said: "Yes, I occasionally feel dizzy, but there are no symptoms of headache, dry mouth, or chest pain."
Qin Fan succeeded in getting Wang Meizhi to actively cooperate, which was the first step in treating the disease.
He smiled and continued to inquire, "Auntie, how is your sleep?
Is the stool formed?”
"The quality of my sleep is barely okay, but my stools are neither well-formed nor loose."
"Well, let me take a look at the tongue coating."
Qin Fan observed Wang Meizhi's tongue coating and found that the tongue was dark purple and the coating was thin and white.
He finished feeling the pulse in his left and right hands. Judging from the pulse pattern, it was a sinking pulse.
"Mr. Qin, what disease does my mother have?"
Zhao Jia Shu asked.
Qin Fan glanced at Zhao Yong and Wang Meizhi, who were serious in speech. He knew that the Zhao family had already concluded what kind of disease this was.
"If we use traditional Chinese medicine to explain it, my aunt is suffering from heart palpitations. The syndrome is Yang deficiency, cold coagulation, and blood stasis blocking the collaterals."
"In Western medicine, it is coronary atherosclerotic heart disease, accompanied by unstable angina and arrhythmia."
Zhao Yong and Wang Meizhi both nodded slightly, while Zhao Jia Shu looked happy.
Because Qin Fan's diagnosis was exactly the same as the conclusion of the examination in a large hospital.
Probably only Yi Lei is confused.
Zhao Yong asked without a smile: "Is there any way to cure it?"
Qin Fan nodded, "Yes, compared to ordinary diseases, it's just a little more troublesome and the treatment may take a little longer."
"Haha, I knew Mr. Qin had a way."
Zhao Jiashu said happily.
Zhao Yong showed a rare smile and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Well, I've been here for several years. As long as I can get better, that's my hope. At worst, I'll have to take medicine for another year and a half."
He has been in a high position for a long time and usually does not smile. At this time, he was in a happy mood and the seriousness in his eyebrows had subsided a lot.
Qin Fan smiled.
"Director Zhao, it won't take that long. To be conservative, it will take about a month."
Suddenly, Zhao Yong, Wang Meizhi, Zhao Jiashu, and Yi Lei were all so shocked that they looked at each other.
One month is still a conservative time.
"real?"
Wang Meizhi's voice was trembling.
This disease has tortured her for several years, and she has become completely disappointed.
I thought that as long as I could slowly get better in a year and a half, that would be a very good result.
But Qin Fan only said one month, how could this not make her excited?
"Auntie, you have taken a lot of medicine before, and you always take it over and over again, as if you were sitting on a seesaw."
"The chills and numbness on my back have just subsided, but symptoms such as palpitation and fatigue will reappear."
"Yes, it's like this, over and over again."
Wang Meizhi nodded repeatedly, "I don't know if the medicine is not right, but it just doesn't make it better."
Qin Fan shook his head slightly, "It's not that the medicine is wrong. I believe there are doctors who have identified the condition correctly."
This is very strange. Although the disease can be identified accurately, the treatment is not good and the effect is very little.
Qin Fan thought for a while and made the simplest metaphor.
Naturally, he couldn't ask Zhao Yong and Wang Meizhi about this metaphor, but asked Zhao Jia Shu.
"Letter from home, we have all seen the scales, right? Now there are things in both sides of the scales, which has caused an imbalance on both sides. How should we balance the scales?"
"Take things away little by little from the heavier side until the weight on both sides is the same and a balance is achieved."
Zhao Jia Shu replied without thinking.
Qin Fan smiled and said: "Your method is a conventional method. A little more, a little less, and it is still unbalanced, over and over again."
"It's like treating my aunt before, so the effect is not obvious."
Zhao Yong suddenly understood.
"You mean to remove the items from both sides of the scale at the same time so that one side will not be unbalanced."
Qin Fan smiled and said, "Yes, this is what Auntie's illness is."
This is the reason why he said it is relatively troublesome.
Wang Meizhi is Zhao Yong's wife, and her status is quite special.
Just as Qin Fan said when he was treating Mr. Zhao, when doctors of both Chinese and Western medicine faced her, the first thing they thought of was to treat her while ensuring safety.
This makes the treatment more conservative and cautious. Most of them adopt the method of peeling off the cocoon and removing it bit by bit.
Often it is pressed down on one side and lifted up on the other side, so it goes back and forth.
But Qin Fan is different. He puts his position in a more upright position, facing only patients without any identity.
Therefore, when it comes to treatment, the thinking is relatively bold, and the priority is to solve the chronic disease.