Chapter 515 One Step Ahead, Elder Wang Comes to Diagnose His Pulse
Chapter 515: One step ahead, Mr. Wang comes to diagnose the pulse in person
Author: Pigs Flying in the Sky
Chapter 515: One step ahead, Mr. Wang comes to diagnose the pulse in person
So if anyone knows the whereabouts of the patient best, it would be Xiang Qianjin.
Cui Hao didn't care. Facing the competition between Xiang Qianjin and Qi Donglai, he had always maintained a neutral attitude.
Both of them have their own strengths and have different management concepts, but their starting point is relatively good, that is, for the good of Chaoyang Central Hospital.
Specifically speaking, which one of the two choices was right and which was wrong? Actually, it’s hard to say.
The way Qi Dong looked at Xiang Qianjin was always full of disdain and displeasure.
This Xiang Qianjin wanted to secretly invite Mr. Wang in today when he was not paying attention. How could such a great thing happen?
I have been operating in the Central Hospital for more than ten years, how can I still not have some eyeliner? As long as you do anything in the hospital, I will know everything about it, and there is no way you can escape my eyes.
But now is not the time to try to cash in on Xiang Qianjin.
Xiang Qianjin led Mr. Wang from the front, and Cui Hao accompanied Mr. Wang towards the third floor. Behind him were Mr. Wang's edema and the leaders of the hospital.
Anyway, He Jincheng is now in Li Fengjiao's ward on the third floor.
Naturally, Xiang Qianjin told He Jincheng the location of the ward. While Cui Hao and Mr. Wang were choosing between each other, He Jincheng went up the stairs next door to the woman's ward.
After stating her intention, Li Fengjiao had no doubts.
"Then thank you for your hard work, Doctor He. There is no one else at home, and I can't get you a drink. Please be patient."
Li Fengjiao was very polite.
Because of his health, he couldn't pour water for He Jincheng, but he was a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, ma'am. I'll check your pulse for a while, and there will be more experts to help you. Xiang Qianjin is my eldest brother, so I should do everything."
He just asked Li Fengjiao to sit there in front of the glue sealer with a smile, and then motioned to Li Fengjiao to stretch out her wrist so that he could feel her pulse.
Hearing He Jincheng say that he was her son's brother, Li Fengjiao breathed a sigh of relief, it felt much more natural.
"Okay, okay, good brothers like you are really rare nowadays. I'm afraid my old bones can't stand any more trouble. I just hope that you young people can go on together full of hope and joy.
"
Li Fengjiao didn't have too much involvement in the fact that her son had a girlfriend, as long as he liked it anyway.
He Jincheng talked with Li Fengjiao while feeling her pulse. Three minutes later, He Jincheng's face showed a look of confusion, and then he felt the pulse more carefully. Finally, he confirmed that his suspicion just now was not true.
Any errors.
The Qi and blood in the woman's body are running normally, but there will be stasis in certain places, which is also one of the signs of stroke or hemiplegia.
Obviously, there was a lot of alcohol in Li Fengjiao's body two days ago. He went to drink to relieve his sorrow. Then on the way back, he encountered gangsters. The gangsters first beat Li Yifeng and told them that Li Fengjiao fought back in order to protect herself.
, thus causing minor injuries to the other party.
As a result, Li Fengjiao didn't feel anything was wrong at the time, but a few days later he suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous.
However, she doesn't know exactly what is going on in Li Fengjiao's current situation.
"Okay, aunt, this disease of yours, I..."
Just when He Jincheng was about to express his conclusion, there was a knock on the door. He Jincheng walked over and opened the door and found that Xiang Qianjin, Wang Lao, Cui Hao, Qidong Lai and several others were carrying things to look at today.
Check out Li Fengjiao in the room.
"Expert Wang Laowang is here, everyone can leave now."
As soon as he entered the ward, Xiang Qianqian hadn't opened his mouth yet. The little prince of sugar cane was cutting sugar cane while he was talking.
Don't tell me, his skills are really top-notch. After a few minutes, three or four long sugar canes were cut off by it, peeled and placed into a crisper box one by one, and then kept for waiting.
Someone bought it and ate it.
Xiang Qian usually likes this bite the most, and he also likes to bring his colleagues over to eat noodles.
This noodle shop is opened by his mother Li Fengjiao. This can be regarded as one of Xiang Qianjin's few acts of seeking power for personal gain.
As soon as Mr. Wang came in, the staff immediately kicked out the nurses and He Jincheng.
He Jincheng actually also understands why big leaders would choose such a result. The bigger the leader, the bigger the goal, so it is best to go to a small place where ordinary people can't find it. That way,
It's a truly great place.
"This patient, Mr. Wang, will treat you personally. Your illness will definitely be cured this time."
Xiang Qianjin pretended to inspect the situation in the ward, then quietly came to Li Fengjiao and whispered in Li Fengjiao's ear.
Xiang Qianjin, Xiang Qianjin, you are not a fool, right? You can see what you bought in the temporary records of each day.
Seeing as you eat so much every day, is it true that you won’t get fat?
Skip these boring and confusing questions directly.
Besides, Mr. Wang diagnosed the pulse of Xiang Qianjin’s wife, Li Fengjiao.
Unlike He Jincheng's, the old man only used one finger when preparing it.
He Jincheng looked at Mr. Wang and asked, "Isn't this the real skill?"
He Jincheng also brought a calligraphy pen with him before and said he wanted to practice calligraphy, but now his hands may be tired after ten minutes of writing.
So up to now, He Jincheng's calligraphy still maintains the same level of painting as when he was in daily life.
"Your symptoms are that you can sit but not lie down, and you can walk but not run, right?"
Mr. Wang asked in a deep voice while feeling his pulse.
In fact, he already had some understanding of the patient's condition on the way here. Now he just wants to confirm it again. At the same time, the slight fluctuations in the patient's respiratory tract when he talks can also help us judge how to treat it.
The patient's illness.
Therefore, as a senior doctor, his observation skills must be accurate and very sensitive in daily life.
"That's right. Mr. Wang, please look at what's going on with me. To be honest, I can feel some discomfort in my waist even when I'm standing."
Li Fengjiao nodded repeatedly and said good night first. This Mr. Wang's art was indeed superb, but just like that, he seemed to have really forgotten something.
"How are your daily meals? How are your bowel movements?"
Mr. Wang nodded slightly, and while continuing to diagnose his pulse, he asked.
"I don't eat much now, maybe two steamed buns and some pickles and porridge a day. As for defecation, it seems that I haven't had a bowel movement for a long time."