Family doctor Feng Bo knelt next to Chai Yuansheng and pressed his stethoscope on Chai Yuansheng's chest.
He frowned, his face uncertain.
Chai Yuansheng coughed violently again, followed by a large mouthful of blood foam coming out of his mouth.
"Doctor Feng, what's wrong with my second uncle?" Chai Jing asked eagerly.
Feng Bo smiled bitterly, "I received a call just now. Aunt Cai said that the chairman suddenly coughed non-stop. When I arrived, he was already like this."
Chai Jing was dissatisfied, "What should we do now?"
Feng Bo told the truth, "You should be sent to the hospital."
Feng Bo is a family doctor.
Although he has extensive medical experience, he is better at dealing with headaches and fever.
It is beyond his ability to deal with difficult and complicated diseases.
"No, I can't go to the hospital."
Chai Yuansheng opened his eyes with difficulty.
His anger was as thin as a thread, but his attitude was firm.
"Can you let me take a look?" Zhao Yuan asked.
Although Chai Yuansheng hid his illness and refused medical treatment, Zhao Yuan could not sit idly by and ignore him when he saw his pain.
"Who are you?"
Feng Bo was slightly startled and looked at Zhao Yuan with suspicion in his eyes.
Chai Jing said: "He is Zhao Yuan."
Feng Bo was impressed by this name, "The medical student who saved Mr. Chai on the high-speed rail?"
Chai Jing nodded, "Let him try it!"
Feng Bo couldn't do anything, so he thought Zhao Yuan couldn't do anything either.
"Dr. Zhao is a young and talented man. He may be able to rejuvenate himself."
Feng Bo's words were somewhat flattering.
Zhao Yuan didn't care.
If you think about it from another person's perspective, if someone interferes with your own patient, you will feel uncomfortable.
Zhao Yuan walked up to Chai Yuansheng and leaned down to conduct a physical examination on him.
By touching the chest area with your fingers, you can understand the condition of Chai Yuansheng's internal organs.
Check one by one.
Wait until your fingers reach the top of your lungs.
He frowned.
Then, he suddenly pressed his chest hard with the palm of his hand.
Feng Bo was shocked and tried to stop him, "What are you doing?"
Zhao Yuan ignored Feng Bo.
I go my own way.
A powerful external force is like a match thrown into dry grass, igniting a huge fire.
Chai Yuansheng couldn't control it, and a mouthful of pus and blood poured out.
Zhao Yuan had already expected it and put the trash basket next to his mouth.
A large amount of smelly blood poured into it.
Feng Bo was about to scold Zhao Yuan loudly because of his disorder.
At this time, Chai Yuansheng slowly opened his eyes and said weakly, "I feel much more comfortable."
Feng Bo moved closer and Zhao Yuan got out of the way.
Feng Bo used a stethoscope to examine Chai Yuansheng, his eyes widened in disbelief, "The dullness has disappeared!"
Zhao Yuan nodded and explained, "I just used the method of physically excreting accumulated phlegm to force out the bloody phlegm in his lungs and trachea."
What seemed like an understatement was incredible to Feng Bo.
Chai Yuansheng was conscious and smiled bitterly, "How long can I live?"
Feng Bo said nothing.
Judging from Chai Yuansheng's state just now, death is only one step away.
Zhao Yuan frowned and said, "Why do you have such negative thoughts?"
Chai Yuansheng was full of dejection, "Am I not suffering from a terminal illness?"
Zhao Yuan sighed softly, "According to my judgment, your disease is not terminal. As long as you undergo surgery, you have a chance to live to be a hundred years old."
Chai Yuansheng was doubtful, "Dr. Zhao, you don't need to comfort me! I know I have a terminal illness."
"What terminal illness? Tell me." Zhao Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"I saw a famous Chinese doctor. He said that I have ten strange pulses and I won't live long." Chai Yuansheng's eyes showed a look of despair.
Zhao Yuandao: "I have no intention of disparaging Chinese medicine, but you will not die from your illness."
"I know my body very well. The symptoms are the same as those of lung cancer." Chai Yuansheng smiled bitterly.
Although many cancers are treatable, lung cancer remains the cancer with the highest mortality rate.
Zhao Yuan took a deep breath and said with a serious expression, "Mr. Chai, I don't know why you have such an inference. But, I can tell you responsibly. You definitely don't have lung cancer. There is no need to scare yourself."
For a moment, Chai Yuansheng's heart ignited with hope.
"Really? What exactly is wrong with me?"
Zhao Yuan had just used physical compression to effectively relieve his pain.
This move builds a bridge of trust.
Patients who avoid medical treatment are often not afraid of treatment, but are afraid of receiving a "death notice".
During the treatment process, Zhao Yuan also performed a quick physical examination on Chai Yuansheng.
"Pulmonary sequestration! It is relatively rare, but it is not a terminal disease. Clinically, pulmonary sequestration and lung cancer are often easily confused. In addition, in ancient times, traditional Chinese medicine did not have the conditions for surgery and could not solve lung deformities, so traditional Chinese medicine would consider pulmonary sequestration
The disease is incurable!”
Chai Yuansheng turned his gaze to Feng Bo, "Dr. Feng, what is the probability that I will get pulmonary sequestration?"
Feng Bo's eyes lit up. He had never thought about this before.
Because Chai Yuansheng refused to undergo a more detailed examination.
Feng Bo was also unable to determine what kind of illness Chai Yuansheng had.
He recalled the symptoms of pulmonary sequestration in his mind, paused for a moment and then said: "Your symptoms are indeed very similar to those of pulmonary sequestration."
Chai Yuansheng's complexion suddenly relaxed a lot.
He was originally worried that he was terminally ill and decided to give up treatment.
Use the remaining time to lay a solid foundation for the family business and hand it over to Chai Jing smoothly.
Zhao Yuan's words were like a ray of dawn.
"I suggest you go to Tianhua Hospital for a CT examination. The results will be available in half an hour." Zhao Yuan patiently persuaded, "Then, control the condition with medication, and wait until your physical condition is suitable before performing surgery."
"No, I can't go to the hospital." Chai Yuansheng sighed, "Many people are staring at me now. If I go to the hospital, the company will definitely be in chaos tomorrow."
Chai Guochang fell ill before, and the stock prices of many listed companies under the group plummeted.
After several months of adjustments, it gradually returned to normal.
Chai Yuansheng obviously had lingering fears.
Chai Jing suggested, "If you are worried about leaking your condition, you can ask doctors from Tianhua Hospital to come to your home with instruments to check."
Zhao Yuan secretly thought that it was really complicated for rich people to think about issues.
Chai Yuansheng looked at Zhao Yuan, "What suggestions do you have?"
Zhao Yuandao: "What you were worried about before was that you had an incurable disease and would be tricked by others. Now that your condition is not serious at all, you can change your perspective. Why not create a trap for the enemy to fall into a trap?"
Chai Yuansheng couldn't help but take another look at this young man.
The reason is not difficult to understand.
Zhao Yuan got to the point and talked about his heart.
Chai Yuansheng asked Chai Jing to dial 120.
After a while, the ambulance arrived.
Chai Yuansheng lay down on the flat car without covering up.
…
Arriving at Tianhua Hospital, Chai Yuansheng was sent for examination.
Zhao Yuan found Chai Jing and handed an inspection report to Chai Jing.
When Chai Jing saw the inspection report, her face changed slightly.
Zhao Yuan quickly explained, "Don't worry, this lung cancer report is fake. I think you need it more now than the real report."
Chai Jing took the report and read it again, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Will this false report have any impact on Dr. Sun?"
Zhao Yuan shrugged and said: "This report will not harm the interests of the patients. On the contrary, it will bring benefits to the patients. As long as the patients do not hold them accountable, it will have no impact."
Chai Jing nodded slightly, "You are really considerate of the problem. I will accept the report and thank Dr. Sun for me."
Zhao Yuan smiled faintly.
Dr. Sun has full trust in himself.
The content was written by Zhao Yuan, but Sun Liang signed his name without even reading it.
Aren’t you afraid of being sold by yourself?
Tianhua Hospital, high-end ward.
Chai Yuansheng changed into blue and white hospital clothes.
Chai Jing peeled an apple for Chai Yuansheng, cut it into slices, placed it neatly on the plate, inserted it with a toothpick, and handed it to Chai Yuansheng.
A smile appeared on Chai Yuansheng's lips, he took the fruit plate and put a piece into his mouth.
The fragrance and sweetness of apple instantly fill your mouth.
The test results have come out, and they are the same as Zhao Yuan's speculation.
Chai Yuansheng suffered from pulmonary sequestration, not cancer.
Pulmonary sequestration is a congenital lung malformation that can be treated with surgery.
After learning that it was not a terminal illness, Chai Yuansheng's appetite became much better.
Chai Yuansheng wiped his hands clean with a tissue and picked up the fake report.
Zhao Yuan, a young man, should not be a doctor, but he would be good as an aide who makes suggestions.
"When will the surgery be performed?"
"Director Jiang said, I suggest you wait until your condition recovers better."
"The sooner the better."
Chai Yuan took a photo of the fake report with his mobile phone.
"After the operation, I must deal with those ungrateful traitors!"
