"Of course it's true. The medicinal materials inside are relatively precious and I can't get them all." Ye Haoxuan said.
"It's a pity that such a good wine can't be mass-produced. Well, I'll give you the price of a bottle of Maotai. It's only so much. Don't even think about buying more." Huang Lao said.
"Okay, I'll take my leave first. I'll leave this matter to Mr. Huang." Ye Haoxuan smiled, turned and left.
Ye Haoxuan visited Mr. Wang again with the same purpose. When he got home, it was almost midnight.
He took a quick shower, then fell on the bed and fell asleep for a moment, Haoran's true energy slowly circulating in his body.
The next day, Ye Haoxuan had someone put up a notice to limit the number of patients. Only thirty patients could be diagnosed every day. In just one day, the number of people who made appointments was queued up until next week.
Although Ye Haoxuan sympathized with some patients, there was nothing he could do about it. He was a human being, not a god, and his personal abilities were limited. He finally understood why Zhao Ziqian wanted to focus on traditional Chinese medicine.
After looking at thirty patient numbers, Huang Shaohui came. He drove Ye Haoxuan and Mr. Huang to the Capital Nursing Home.
"Huang Lao, which great god are you taking me to see today? Tell me in advance so that I can be prepared." Ye Haoxuan asked.
"You should know about Wu Yingcai, the former Ministry of Commerce," Huang Lao said.
"I know, I know." Ye Haoxuan nodded with sudden realization. This Wu Yingcai was a veteran of the Ministry of Commerce and only retired last year. He has a good relationship with Mr. Huang.
In a quiet room in a sanatorium in Beijing, a group of doctors are still busy there.
The old man lying on the bed with an intravenous drip is Wu Yingcai. He is in his seventies and looks very energetic.
It was just the continuous infusions for several days and the indelible pain that made him frown slightly.
"Doctors, what's going on?"
On one side, a middle-aged man in his forties anxiously asked a group of nursing home experts.
This is Mr. Wu's son Wu Shaoyuan. He can't help but secretly slander these experts. They are all a bunch of losers. His old father just has a small cold. The more he treats it, the worse it gets. Now after checking it, it's OK. In all aspects
All the problems appeared, including high blood pressure and slow heart rate. Even though I could cure the head, I couldn't cure the legs.
Now after treatment, it has turned into asthma again, and it is allergic. These quack doctors actually diagnosed that the allergen was a pot of flowers on the side, saying that it was pollen allergy. Mr. Wu’s house is full of flowers, and they have been allergy for so many years.
I have never been allergic, will a potted flower cause allergies?
They were obviously a group of quack doctors who couldn't cure the disease and tried to make excuses. They checked him over and over again. It took more than half a month to see that Mr. Wu's illness still hadn't improved, and his asthma was getting worse.
As he spoke, Mr. Wu gasped again. The nurse on the side quickly put oxygen on him and then stroked his chest.
"Quick, use dexamethasone."
Seeing that Mr. Wu's asthma was getting more and more serious this time, and his face turned red even though he was being suffocated with oxygen. An expert became anxious and quickly found hormones for Mr. Wu to take.
"Wait a minute, you can't use hormones." A loud shout came from the door.
Mr. Huang and Ye Haoxuan walked in. Ye Haoxuan grabbed the bottle of dexamethasone and threw it aside.
"Uncle Huang, you're here." Wu Shaoyuan rushed to greet him.
"Xiao Yuan, how is your father's illness?" Mr. Huang asked in surprise.
"Uncle Huang, it's getting worse. Gui Lao happens to be away from the capital, so I don't know what to do." Wu Shaoyuan said a little depressed.
"Don't worry, I brought you a miracle doctor." Huang Lao laughed.
"Miracle doctor?" Wu Shaoyuan glanced at Ye Haoxuan in surprise, and said with some confusion: "Is this the one?"
"Yes, Ye Haoxuan, you should have heard of it." Mr. Huang said with a smile.
"Oh, I've heard about it. It turns out to be Doctor Ye. Sorry, sorry." Wu Shaoyuan quickly stepped forward and shook hands with Ye Haoxuan.
After the media's bombardment of reports during this period, as well as the last time Ye Haoxuan saved the old man of the Chen family with an elixir that brought him back to life, the news has completely spread in the capital.
It's just that Wu Shaoyuan was anxious just now and didn't recognize Ye Haoxuan.
"Hello, Uncle Wu." Ye Haoxuan smiled and nodded.
"Lao Wu's condition can't be delayed any longer. Now we can only use hormones to stop his asthma, and then we'll find a way." The doctor on the side said urgently.
"Lao Wu's condition cannot be treated with hormones." Ye Haoxuan shook his head and said.
"Who are you? Have you ever understood the condition? Mr. Wu can't breathe now. Do you have a better way?"
The doctor finally came to his senses. He was furious that Ye Haoxuan had just taken away his hormones and threw them aside. Who was this young man? How could he be so unqualified?
"I understand. If I guessed correctly, you diagnosed Mr. Wu's condition as asthma caused by pollen allergy, right?" Ye Haoxuan said calmly.
"Otherwise? We have done a series of examinations and it turns out that Mr. Wu's condition was aggravated by pollen allergy." The doctor said impatiently.
"You made a wrong diagnosis." Ye Haoxuan said calmly.
"The diagnosis is wrong? Do you know who I am? What nonsense are you talking about?" The doctor was furious. If it weren't for the fact that the people in front of him were all people of humble status, he couldn't help but lower his face and have sex with Ye Haoxuan.
Three hundred rounds.
Which doctor who enters the capital sanatorium is not highly professional? Even a small nurse who usually performs injections and delivers water has at least a bachelor's degree or above, not to mention that he has a master's degree from a medical university in Magnesium and has performed well internationally.
Several sensational papers.
But the young man in front of him actually said that his diagnosis was wrong? Isn't this a slap in his face or what?
"Mr. Wu's condition is asthma, but it is not allergic asthma. If you treat him according to the conventional treatment of allergic asthma, of course there will be a problem." Ye Haoxuan said calmly.
"My treatment method is wrong. I am confused. These are all the test results and laboratory test sheets. There are many of them here. You can take a look and see where the mistakes are. People make mistakes, but can instruments also make mistakes?"
The doctor was so angry that he laughed.
"Of course the instrument is correct, but Mr. Wu's asthma is caused by a sexual disease, which is a lung infection caused by a cold, so the symptoms and test results are no different from allergic asthma." Ye Haoxuan said.
"That's nonsense. Since there is no difference, how do you know my diagnosis is wrong?" the doctor said angrily.
"I'm a Chinese medicine doctor who diagnoses pulse and qi, so I can see that your diagnosis is wrong." Ye Haoxuan said with a faint smile.
"It's a joke. Although I am not majoring in a technical secondary school, I have heard about Wangqi. Even Mr. Gui would never dare to say that he has reached the state of Wangqi. You, a young boy, dare to say that you have reached the state of Wangqi.
The state of anger? Do you really think that after the media praises you a few words, you will be a miracle doctor?" The doctor sneered.
In fact, he knew a little bit about Ye Haoxuan, because Xuanhuju's reputation during this period was so famous that he couldn't help but pay attention to it. However, the doctor looked down on Ye Haoxuan's amazing medical skills.
What about resurrecting the dead? What about a miracle doctor? Those are just random fabrications by the media to gain attention. This person is definitely a hype.
So when Ye Haoxuan appeared, he was filled with disdain. Being with such a medical scumbag who relied on praise, he felt it was an insult to himself.
"I don't dare to be a miracle doctor, but at least I'm a little better than you quack doctors who can't even diagnose the disease." Ye Haoxuan responded unceremoniously.
"You fart, don't think you'll be blown away by the media's compliments? Let me tell you, this is the Capital Sanatorium, and I am the attending doctor and person in charge of this area. You'd better get out," the doctor said angrily.
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"I brought you here, do I have to get out too?" Mr. Huang snorted coldly.
"Ah... no, I don't dare, Mr. Huang, that's not what I meant."
The doctor was startled. What he said just now was a bit harsh. He didn't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face. Even if he had a big opinion on Ye Haoxuan, after all, he was brought by Mr. Huang, and Mr. Huang still had to give him this little face.
Yes, just now I was so impulsive that I became rude.
At this time, Mr. Wu who was on the hospital bed coughed violently and his face turned blue. He pressed his chest tightly and gasped for breath. There was a gurgling sound in his throat, as if he was suffocating.
Same thing.
"Dr. Ye, do you have any good ideas? My dad can't hold it anymore." Wu Shaoyuan said anxiously.
He really couldn't complain about the experts at the sanatorium in the capital. These quack doctors were all over the top, but at the critical moment, they were of no use. Now he pinned all his hopes on Ye Haoxuan.
"There is a way, it's very simple, just a glass of wine." Ye Haoxuan smiled and took out a bottle of Sanhua Osmanthus wine from his medical kit.
"Drink? Are you kidding me? Now that Mr. Wu's asthma is so severe, he still dares to drink? Are you responsible if something goes wrong?" The doctor was about to grab the bottle of wine.
Ye Haoxuan raised his hand, frowned and said, "This is not an ordinary wine. I naturally have my own reasons for letting Mr. Wu drink."
"What's your point? Tell me your point. If what you say makes sense, I will obey you." The doctor was furious. "Now Mr. Wu's asthma is so serious. Alcohol damages the liver and lungs. It will not do any harm to Mr. Wu's illness."
"Li, ordinary people understand such a simple truth, don't you understand?" the doctor said angrily.
"What reasons do I have? Do I need to explain it to you? Are you the director of the Health Bureau or the boss of the Ministry of Health? Have you ever seen a master who needs to reason with an unknown person?" Ye Haoxuan glanced at the doctor and told him directly to say no.
The words came out.
Yes, Ye Haoxuan is well-known now. Although the doctor has high qualifications, his reputation is not good. What qualifications does he have to question Ye Haoxuan?