Faced with patient Li Yantian's frightened inquiry, Yu Zhiming took a look at the contents of the specimen box and found it hard to answer.
He doesn’t know either.
In the small specimen box, there is a small ball of light reddish-brown pus-like mucus, and inside there are more than a dozen white threads connected together by silk threads.
"I don't know what it is. I'll just send it to the pathology laboratory for analysis."
Yu Zhiming looked at Li Yantian, whose face turned very pale, and comforted him: "You don't have to be afraid. I checked it with a bronchoscope and found this thing in one place."
"It can be seen that there should be no such unknown object in your lungs..."
Yu Zhiming asked the nurse and Li Yantian's father to send the worried Li Yantian back to the ward.
He held the specimen box like a treasure and found Teacher Qi Yue as quickly as possible.
"Teacher, Jiang is very old. Sure enough, a foreign body was found in the bronchus pointed out by Dr. Wang."
"Teacher, do you know what this is?"
Qi Yue took the specimen box and looked at it carefully, shook his head and said: "I don't know him either, just send it to the pathology laboratory."
After a pause, he asked in a lively voice: "Zhi Ming, why didn't you detect this thing when you examined the patient's bronchi and lungs?"
Yu Zhiming just grinned.
"Teacher, how can I detect such a small thing, wrapped in pus and stuck to the bronchial wall?"
Qi Yue's face was full of smiles, and he said: "It turns out that there are times when you can't detect it."
After taking back the specimen box, Yu Zhiming resisted the urge to roll his eyes and said: "Teacher, I am a human being, not a god. There will always be times when I am unable to do anything."
He took another shot and said: "Teacher, you should encounter situations like this from time to time where I can't do anything about it."
Yu Zhiming handed the specimen box to Qiao Lei and asked him to send it to the pathology laboratory...
At nearly two o'clock at noon, Yu Zhiming, Qi Yue and others came to Dr. Wang Wu from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
It is different from Yu Zhiming’s imagination of the image of a traditional Chinese medicine master with childish hair and a crane face, and an immortal demeanor.
Dr. Wang Wu, who is in his early sixties, is a skinny old man with a short beard on his chin.
Behind him was a tall middle-aged man carrying a medicine box, his student Dr. Lu Hong.
Yu Zhiming secretly whispered that the image of a doctor is also very important. Dr. Wang with this image will definitely make patients have a big discount on his medical skills.
As a Chinese medicine practitioner, how can I be convincing when my own body is so shriveled?
"Doctor Wang!"
"Director Qi! Doctor Yu!"
After the two parties met and exchanged greetings, Wang Wu looked at Yu Zhiming with a smile, "Young talented man, master of medicine, when we meet today, it is indeed better to meet him than to be famous."
Just as Yu Zhiming was about to say something modest, the other party asked again: "Doctor Yu, do you have a girlfriend?"
Yu Zhiming replied casually: "Yes."
Wang Wu let out a disappointed sigh, and then asked: "Do you have any ideas about changing your girlfriend?"
Yu Zhiming was slightly startled and said: "Doctor Wang, I haven't thought about changing my girlfriend yet."...
"What a pity, what a pity!"
Wang Wu shook his head and expressed regret, then suddenly got back to the topic and said, "Let's go, take me to see the patient you said is in critical condition."
Yu Zhiming and Qi Yue brought Dr. Wang Wu and his apprentice into the treatment room, and saw Li Yantian and his father who were already waiting here.
Without too much nonsense, go directly to the diagnostic process.
First, check the pulse.
Wang Wu closed his eyes and checked Li Yantian's left and right pulses. After three or four minutes, when he opened his eyes, there seemed to be light coming out.
"Director Qi, Dr. Yu, the old saying that the great roads lead to the same destination and different paths lead to the same destination is very reasonable."
"Dr. Yu's judgment is that this patient's liver and kidneys are on the verge of collapse, and I think so too."
"Not only that, in my opinion, with the collapse of the liver and kidneys, all the internal organs of the body will also become disordered."
"At that time, there will be no medicine or stone to cure the disease, and it will be difficult for the gods to save it."
Wang Wu looked at Li Yantian and said seriously: "You are lucky to have met a noble person."
Li Yantian asked with hope: "Doctor, do you mean I can still save you?"
Wang Wu said slowly: "It can be said that Dr. Yu has preserved the chance of living for you."
"I'll give you acupuncture first to stimulate your body's vitality and give you enough energy to get through this hurdle."
Wang Wu said with a serious face: "I must explain that my acupuncture technique is to stimulate your body's potential and to fight for survival."
"After passing this test, you need to take good care of your body for at least a year to replenish your body's vitality."
"Otherwise, it will seriously affect your lifespan."
Li Yantian nodded and said: "Doctor, for the sake of my life, I will do whatever you ask me to do."
Next, Dr. Wang began to perform acupuncture on Li Yantian who was lying on the treatment bed.
Yu Zhiming's scalp felt numb as he watched one after another silver needles one to twenty centimeters long almost piercing into Li Yantian's body.
It happened that a family of eight from the VIP channel physical examination project came. Yu Zhiming took the opportunity to go to the examination room and got busy...
Acupuncture was completed at 3:30 in the afternoon.
Dr. Wang Wu also prescribed a medicated diet prescription for Li Yantian, saying it can accelerate the detoxification of the internal organs and has a certain effect of nourishing the body.
When sending Dr. Wang Wu away, Yu Zhiming unexpectedly saw Dr. Wang Zejia running over to see him off.
He also called Dr. Wang Wu his uncle.
"Kiss uncle?" Yu Zhiming was a little surprised.
Wang Wu chuckled and explained: "It's true, my biological uncle. I originally wanted this kid to learn Chinese medicine from me, but his father disliked Chinese medicine and refused."
Wang Zejia chuckled and said: "Uncle, if your Chinese medicine skills at that time were as good as they are now, my dad would definitely have been willing to do it."
"Who made you famous too late?"
Wang Wu glared at him and hummed: "Traditional Chinese medicine requires a lot of accumulation, and it also needs to be able to endure loneliness."
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After a moment of pause, he turned to Wang Zejia, "Western medicine also needs this."
"You are lucky. You have Director Qi to teach you and a medical genius like Dr. Yu to help you. If you don't work hard and diligently, you will be punished by God."...
Wang Zejiadi said: "Uncle, you and my dad are truly brothers. What you teach me is exactly the same."
"I'm working very hard, but haven't you noticed that I've obviously lost some weight during this time?"
While speaking, Wang Zejia pinched his cheek.
Wang Wu looked at Wang Zejia carefully and said, "You are indeed a little thinner than the last time I saw you."
"In this case, I will ask your aunt to make you some nourishing soup. Remember to get it yourself."
Wang Zejia said with a smile on his face: "Thank you, uncle, I will definitely go get it..."
After sending Dr. Wang Wu and his apprentice out of the central building, Yu Zhiming and Wang Zejia returned together.
"Doctor Yu, my aunt opened a small restaurant with the theme of medicinal food."
Wang Zejia enthusiastically introduced: "This is said to be a medicinal diet, but it is actually a dietary supplement. It uses various ingredients that are edible and have a lot of medicinal value."
"To be honest, the taste can only be said to be average, and some medicinal foods even have some strange taste, but the effect is still quite good."
"Especially in terms of its effects such as nourishing yin and strengthening yang."
Wang Zejia winked and continued: "Because of this relatively obvious effect, my aunt's medicinal food restaurant has accumulated a lot of regular customers."
"Doctor Yu, if you are interested, I can take you to my aunt's herbal restaurant to try it."
Yu Zhiming replied politely: "If I have time, I will definitely go and experience it..."
When the two returned to the big office, Qiao Lei greeted them.
"Dr. Yu, the analysis results of the specimen we sent for examination have come out. It is actually white duck down, stuffed with down jackets."
“It’s actually white duck down?!”
Yu Zhiming picked up his tablet and checked the specimen test and analysis report that had just come out.
The conclusion clearly says, white duck down...
When Yu Zhiming informed Li Yantian of the test results, he looked stunned and suddenly realized.
“It’s actually white duck down?!”
Li Yantian said angrily: "This Spring Festival, my ex-wife and I took apart the old down jackets and used the duck down inside to sew a thin down quilt."
"We built it for less than a month and then we stopped building it."
"It's because it's not sewn well and the down is exposed. Sometimes when I wake up, there will be some duck down in my mouth and nostrils."
"Dr. Yu, is my recurring bronchitis caused by such a small amount of duck down?"
Yu Zhiming analyzed: "It's very possible."
"Foreign bodies being inhaled into the bronchus can easily trigger a rejection emergency response or lead to an allergic reaction."
"This will lead to a reduction in the immunity of the respiratory system. Once bacteria invade, it will be easier to cause inflammation..."
After 6:20 in the evening, Yu Zhiming completed the breast cancer screening of today's fifty volunteers and returned to the main office to see Li Yantian's father waiting for him.
He was also holding a steaming casserole in his hand.
"Dr. Yu, the raw materials for the medicated diet prescription prescribed by Dr. Wang are not easy to buy, and I don't have the conditions to make it. I can only let Dr. Wang handle it for me."
"This is made for Dr. Wang's wife's herbal restaurant and has just been delivered."
"Doctor Yu, is it okay for my son to eat this?"
Yu Zhiming pondered and said: "Dr. Wang knows everything about your son's physical condition."
"Since he prescribed the medicinal diet and it was made in his wife's restaurant, there is no problem."
Yu Zhiming asked again: "How much does this medicinal diet cost?"
Li Yantian's father said softly: "Ingredients, processing, and door-to-door delivery, all costs are included..."
"The total is two hundred and sixty yuan."
At this price, Yu Zhiming doesn’t know whether it is expensive or cheap.
But he could tell from the tone and expression of Li Yantian's father's words that the price was definitely quite expensive for them and his son.
Yu Zhiming consoled him: "We'll wait for a few days until your son's health improves and stabilizes."
"If you have any financial difficulties, you can tell me. We are fellow villagers, and we treat illnesses and save people, so don't be embarrassed."
Li Yantian's father said with a grateful face: "Dr. Yu, you have helped us enough. We didn't even pay a penny in advance for this hospitalization."
"This time I came to Binhai, I brought 20,000 yuan with me."
He was embarrassed and said: "Dr. Yu, only after we came here did we know that you are so powerful, Dr. Yu. It's because we, father and son, have not seen it..."
