"I have some different views." Gui Lao took out Pierre's case and said, "Everyone has five qi in their body, but when the patient's qi travels to the legs, it is blocked for some reason. Although the meridians of the legs are necrotic, if acupuncture is used,
With the help of medicinal stones, it is not impossible to awaken the meridians in his legs."
Mr. Gui is a national master of traditional Chinese medicine, and his medical skills are superb. Every word he says is feasible, but what he says seems simple, but in practice it is too difficult.
"What kind of medicine and acupuncture method does Mr. Gui plan to use?" asked an expert.
"Spirit Fire Needle, plus six kinds of poisonous insects, and they must be extremely poisonous." Mr. Gui said.
"Poisonous insect?" Everyone was puzzled.
"The patient's legs have been stagnant for too long. No medicine will help. Only poison can awaken the meridians in his legs." Mr. Gui explained.
"Gui Lao used poison to wake him up, and then treated him, that is, poisoning first and then treating him?" someone asked.
"Yes, this is exactly the truth, but after all, there are certain risks in using poison, and this method can only be tried once, and there is no guarantee of success. The person concerned must agree to our plan." Gui Lao said.
"Okay, I'll go communicate with him right away." The director of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital hurriedly ran over. Although this method is unacceptable, after all, there is no other way.
"You tell him to use five poisonous scorpions, wolf spiders, spotted-tailed centipedes, six-legged snakes and other extremely poisonous things, and the chances of life or death are 50 or 50. If he can't accept this method, there is nothing we can do."
Gui Lao said.
A moment later, Pierre's assistant roared like a pig: "Absurd, ridiculous, is this saving people or harming them? These are poisons. If something goes wrong, who will be responsible?"
"Oh, cake buyers... it's too scary. You guys are too scary. I don't agree with this treatment plan." Thinking of the appearance of those poisonous insects, Pierre's scalp felt numb. If he were allowed to use this treatment plan.
, he might as well just have his leg amputated.
"You are using this extreme method without any scientific basis at all. You are deceiving the feelings of our foreign guests. You are harmful people...I will lodge a protest with the embassy." The assistant ran to Mr. Gui and shouted.
road.
The faces of Mr. Gui and the others immediately darkened. They thought that he, the dignified Zhongnanhai imperial doctor, usually treated people with extraordinary status. Now it was an exception for him to condescend to treat a foreigner like him, and this assistant was still doing whatever he wanted.
They were clamoring to protest, which made the faces of all the national players a little confused.
If it hadn't been for the mission from above, I'm afraid Gui Lao and others would have just walked away. Whether you want to cure someone or not, in China, there are truckloads of people queuing up all day long to beg me for treatment.
"Other than that, I don't have any other good ideas," Mr. Gui said.
"I don't care, you must come up with another method for me today, otherwise I will make it look good for you." The assistant yelled.
Everyone's faces suddenly became ugly. What are their identities? What kind of people have they been in contact with all day long? When will it be the turn of a little fake foreign devil to point fingers? Don't call him a little fake foreign devil, even if he is
The one-fingered man from Qingyuan City has come, so he must treat these imperial doctors with respect.
"I'm telling you, I only have this one way. If you don't want to try it, you can ask someone else to do it. Also, most of the nerves in the devil's leg have been necrotic. If you want to amputate the leg, you need to do it as soon as possible. Otherwise, the condition will further deteriorate.
At that time, even cutting off the lower body would not help." Mr. Gui said solemnly.
"What is your attitude? I want to protest, I want to protest..." The assistant was used to being arrogant and had no idea who the people in front of him were, so he shouted desperately.
"It's up to you. If we're sure it's not cured, we'll go back." Mr. Gui said, brushing his sleeves.
"Mr. Gui, is there really no other way? Or... are you thinking of other ways?" the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital said with a sad face.
Even if the foreign devil died here and had nothing to do with Mr. Gui and the others, he was different. It could be said that his life was all on the foreigner. If the foreigner could be cured well, he would rise to prominence;
Got this dean's skin.
So the director of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital is more anxious than Pierre right now.
"There is no other way. Now the nerves in his legs are necrotic and the meridians are all severed. He is like a tree. The tendons inside are necrotic. Can this tree still survive?" Gui Lao said.
"But..." The dean was about to cry without tears.
At this time, Pierre suddenly shouted, speaking half-baked Chinese, "I don't believe there is no other way. You must have better doctors. The medical skills of these doctors are not good. I want to replace them..."
As soon as these words came out, Gui Lao and other expert groups looked a little confused. Who is Gui Lao? The country's leading national medical doctor, and now someone actually said in front of him that his medical skills were not good. This made this person
Why is the feeling among the experts so embarrassing?
"I can tell you that some of the people here are the best Chinese medicine doctors in the country. Even if we can't cure the disease, others can't cure it either." Mr. Gui almost fainted with anger.
Pierre was stunned for a moment, then asked the assistant a few questions. His expression was a little silent, and then he suddenly shouted excitedly in English.
"Who is inside?" After Ye Haoxuan arrived, he could only stand at the door with Tang Bing, unable to squeeze in, but he could clearly hear the casual conversation in the room.
"The son of an American consortium has a strange disease. I thought the symptoms were quite strange, so I asked you to come over and see if there is anything that can be done." Tang Bing said.
"There is a way, but will these guys believe me?" Ye Haoxuan looked at it from a distance for a moment, and he already knew it in his heart.
At this moment Pierre shouted loudly in English.
"What did he say?" Ye Haoxuan's English is not very good.
Tang Bing frowned slightly and said, "He said that he used to think Chinese medicine was magical, but now he is extremely disappointed with Chinese medicine. Chinese medicine is just a trick."
Ye Haoxuan was furious, opened the door and walked in, shouting: "Who said Chinese medicine is a scam? I will treat your disease."
At this moment, the eyes of dozens of doctors in the room fell on Ye Haoxuan.
"Who are you?" The director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital frowned.
"It doesn't matter who I am, I can cure his disease, but only if he apologizes for what he just said." Ye Haoxuan said.
Pier looked at Ye Haoxuan, and then said in a troubled Mandarin: "If you can be cured, I can apologize to you first, but the premise is that some extreme methods cannot be used...otherwise I refuse treatment..."
"What is your most ideal treatment method?" Ye Haoxuan asked.
"The legendary Chinese medicine uses acupuncture and herbal medicine. If you can cure me with this method, I can apologize to you." Pierre thought for a while and said.
