Qin Shiming didn't follow the nonsense and started diagnosing directly.
Although Han Zhiwen's pulse was weak, it was relatively stable, his heart was not blocked and he was holding his breath, and his body's feedback was excellent. Maybe he had a good rest yesterday, and his eyes were shining.
"Have you eaten anything?"
While taking his pulse and asking questions, he looked up from time to time to observe Han Zhiwen's complexion.
Qin Shiming was not interested in Han Zhiwen, but he was very interested in this case and inquired more carefully.
"Eat some."
Han Zhiwen said: "After I woke up yesterday evening, I drank some black rice porridge, and then drank medicine according to Dr. Qin's instructions. During this period, I ate some fruits and drank milk. After dinner, I drank some more
I ordered some barley porridge, saying that barley nourishes the stomach and smoothes the qi, and I had a good appetite. I also ate two small steamed buns."
"I drank lean meat porridge this morning and noon, and I just took Chinese medicine half an hour ago."
"Well, very good."
Qin Shiming nodded repeatedly, "The situation is much better than yesterday. As long as you start eating, this is a good sign..."
"I have a question."
Before Qin Shiming could finish speaking, Pu Bucheng, who was listening on the side, raised his hand.
"Doctor Park, you have to be polite. How could you interrupt Dr. Qin? It's disrespectful." Han Zhiwen looked back at Park Bucheng and frowned slightly.
If Han Zhiwen's temper was different in the past, he would have scolded Pu Bucheng and even kicked him out on the spot.
But now, Han Zhiwen's temper has changed greatly.
He is not angry, he cannot be angry.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Han, I..."
"You should apologize to Mr. Qin!"
Han Zhiwen interrupted again and said with a displeased look on his face: "Your medical skills are not as good as Mr. Qin's, and you don't even know the most basic etiquette when asking people for advice? Do you have the attitude of asking for advice humbly?"
"Grandpa, don't be angry." Han Xiangzi was afraid that grandpa would be angry, so he turned around and glared at Pu Bucheng.
Pu Bucheng's face turned red and white, and turned white and blue again. He felt very depressed.
After all, I am almost 60 years old, and I want to bow my head to a young man in his twenties for advice. Do I still need my face? Do I need the Korean doctor’s face?
But in order to understand the doubts in his heart and to improve his medical skills, Pu Bucheng still stood up and bowed deeply to Qin Shiming, "Dr. Qin, I'm sorry, I was a little impatient just now. I have a few questions in my mind and I want to ask you for advice.
…”
"It's easy to talk about."
Qin Shiming nodded with satisfaction and said to himself, "How did you look so arrogant yesterday? Are you in trouble today?"
Should!
"Why was Mr. Han unable to eat before and even vomited after drinking water? Now he eats more in one day than in the past week. Is this a return to the past? Is it..."
"Dr. Park, please pay attention to your wording!"
Han Xiangzi's beautiful eyes widened, and a look of anger appeared on his pretty face.
What kind of flashback? Is this a curse on my grandfather?
"Why do you think this is a sign of recovery rather than physical improvement? Do you think patients with advanced cancer are bound to die? And must they die immediately?"
Not only was Han Xiangzi unhappy, Qin Shiming was also unhappy with Pu Bucheng.
There is a saying in traditional Chinese medicine and even throughout the Yanhuang Kingdom that a person's condition will suddenly improve before he dies, and he will be able to eat, drink, and dance.
Then, he died.
"I'm sorry, Miss Han Xiangzi, I didn't mean anything else, I just thought it was strange..."
Pu Bucheng knew that he had caused trouble and quickly apologized to Han Xiangzi and Han Zhiwen.
"You don't have to be surprised, because your medical skills are not up to Dr. Qin's level. If you want to learn, then study hard. If you don't, please stay quietly and don't disturb Dr. Qin's treatment of grandpa!"
Han Xiangzi's expression remained unkind.
Although he was a kind man, Han Xiangzi always took the health of his relatives very seriously.
Other big families and groups with many heirs and successors would often make a fuss over the division of property, but Han Xiangzi did not.
She has only one relative, Han Zhiwen.
Once Han Zhiwen passed away, Han Xiangzi would have no relatives anymore. No amount of money or high status could buy that kind of loneliness.
"yes."
Pu Bucheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and wanted to slap himself for being so loud. How could he not speak properly?
Pu Bucheng refused to accept that his medical skills were not as good as Qin Shiming's.
Therefore, Pu Bucheng turned his head and looked at Qin Shiming again.
"Mr. Han is indeed seriously ill, but Mr. Han has a strong willpower. Although he is in pain, he still doesn't say a word. It's not that he can't eat or doesn't want to eat. It's because he feels uncomfortable. It's because he feels uncomfortable in his heart.
I’m so angry that I can’t eat anything!”
Qin Shiming began to answer questions, "For example, if an empty mineral water bottle is filled with gas, can water still be filled in it?"
The three of them shook their heads in unison. This is very simple physics knowledge that everyone understands.
"Yesterday, before taking the medicine, the patient had already discharged the 'qi' from the body, so he could naturally eat and can naturally accommodate food."
"Yesterday, the patient vomited two mouthfuls of blood. The first mouthful of blood was dark brown. Why is it dark brown? Because some cancerous cells were mixed in it. The last mouthful of blood was bright red. What do you think is the difference?"
Qin Shiming asked Pu Bucheng a question.
Pu Bucheng shook his head dully.
"Think for yourself. If you can't figure it out, come to me."
Qin Shiming gave Pu Bucheng a roll of his eyes and thought to himself, this is all he has, how can he not even understand this?
Is this the number one miracle doctor in the South Xian Kingdom?
Nonsense!
"..."
Pu Bucheng curled his lips and swallowed the curse words when they came to his lips. He was really a bit useless.
"Mr. Qin, I don't understand something." At this time, Han Zhiwen also expressed his doubts, "Why did I drink medicine yesterday and couldn't feel the slightest taste in food? This morning I got up and drank medicine, but found that the medicine was bitter.
Yes, and the lean meat porridge has a more fragrant aroma, why is this?"
"It's obviously the same medicine, it's obviously the same cooking method, and even the water used to boil the medicine is the same. How can there be such a big difference?"
"Because medicine is inherently bitter."
Hearing this, Qin Shiming smiled.
"This is a good thing. You can regain your sense of taste, which proves that your stomach and esophagus are slowly recovering their own functions, and the organs are returning to their original work. Isn't the medicine bitter?"
"yes."
Han Zhiwen suddenly realized, "I am really confused. Why have I ignored the most basic common sense? Medicine, isn't it bitter?"
"It is a good thing that good medicine tastes bitter. Just stick to yesterday's prescription for a week, and then I will adjust the prescription based on the actual situation. This is a long-term process, and you must be mentally prepared."
Qin Shiming had to remind that it is not easy for patients with advanced cancer to be cured.
"Everything depends on Doctor Qin's arrangements."