"Or why should I give you some itch-relieving pills first?"
A doctor in his fifties spoke weakly, looking very unconfident.
"Old Huang, do you know my father's illness?"
Gu Feng did not answer the question, and his sharp eyes fell on the body of the man named Huang Lao.
Mr. Huang, whose real name is Huang Guofu, can tell that he was from the 1960s by his name. He is a well-known old Chinese medicine doctor. He just mentioned the Health Care Committee two years ago and officially entered the national medical sequence.
“…”
Mr. Huang kept silent, the disease?
You should know the symptoms, just follow the prescription and get the medicine? Is it necessary to stand together and be scolded?
"snort!"
When Gu Feng saw Qin Shiming entering the yard, he waved his hand unhappily, "Okay, you all go."
When everyone heard this, they felt relieved.
National doctors and imperial doctors sound very intimidating. Which one of them is not a big leader? If you can help big leaders and big people, you dare not say that you will ascend to the top, and you will definitely not be able to escape the glory and wealth.
But, for treating diseases, who dares to pat your chest to ensure 100% cure?
Being with the king is like a tiger.
Especially when treating some older leaders, they are walking on thin ice, and are frightened every step, and dare not be careless or paralyzed. If they are well treated, they will be rewarded. If they cannot be cured...
"Brother Gu, old man..."
"Stop asking, come in with me."
Gu Feng stopped Qin Shiming, asked Zhang Yashu and Zhang Yating to wait outside, and led Qin Shiming into the old man's bedroom.
Incense is lit in the bedroom, which has the effect of calming the mind.
However, at this moment, an old man was lying on the hospital bed, half awake and half asleep, twitching gently from time to time, screaming and moaning in pain.
"Dad, Xiao Qin is here, let Xiao Qin take your pulse?"
Gu Feng stepped forward gently and patted Gu's shoulders gently. He was so sad that he almost bit his back teeth. Seeing his family and relatives suffering from illness, Gu Feng wished he could bear this pain for his father.
"Xiao Qin is here, I'm going to trouble you again."
Old Master Gu opened his eyes slightly and forced a smile.
"You are polite, old man. Don't talk now. I'll take your pulse."
Qin Shiming hurried forward, put three fingers on his head, his brows drooped, and looked at the old man's complexion.
The old man of the Gu family was very weak. If it weren't for the light in his eyes, Qin Shiming would probably have to help him call for food. He had become thinner and had dry and sallow skin, and there were scratches on his neck and arms.
Just as Qin Shiming took his pulse, the old man would occasionally catch him.
"Xiao Qin, how is it?"
It was about five minutes long, Gu Feng couldn't help asking.
The only thing he can believe and rely on is Qin Shiming now.
"The problem is not big. It's just an ordinary cold. People may get older and have decreased resistance. The patient has a high fever for many consecutive days, no sweating, and itchy all over his body, especially when the cold wind is even more itchy. When it hurts, it will be even more painful.
The cracks hurt."
"In traditional Chinese medicine, this is a dysfunction."
Qin Shiming thought for a while and then continued, "Have you vomited something recently? He was empty and he was very hungry, but he just couldn't eat it."
"God, that's it."
Hearing this, Gu Feng patted his thigh and said, "My father hasn't eaten for four consecutive days. At most, he can't take any other things. He can't take any medicine even after prescribing it. I'm so worried."
"Xiao Qin, since you know everything, hurry up and prescribe the medicine. I feel uncomfortable when I see the old man suffer."
"I guess the old man can't drink the medicine I prescribed."
Qin Shiming shook his head.
"What should I do?"
The ancient style is in a hurry.
"Take me to the kitchen, I will cook a meal for the old man myself." Qin Shiming kept it a secret. Some things were troublesome to explain, after all, Gu Feng was an amateur.
"You cook?"
"When is it still cooking?"
When Gu Feng heard this, he became even more anxious.
"Let the old man take more rest first, let's talk while walking."
Seeing that the old man of the Gu family had his eyelids on him again, Qin Shiming pulled Gu Feng out of the bedroom. At this time, the patient needs to rest and must rest. Only with enough physical strength, sufficient resistance, and willpower can he compete with the disease.
Rest is the best medicine.
"Brother Gu, take me to the kitchen, let's talk as we walk."
Although I don’t know what to sell in Qin Shiming’s gourd, Gu Feng still led Qin Shiming into the kitchen and asked the chef to wait aside, providing the ingredients for it immediately.
“Can you make cut noodles?”
With the chef here, Qin Shiming was too lazy to do anything.
"will do."
The chef nodded.
"Make a bowl of sour and spicy noodles, add small grinding sesame oil, add some sauerkraut, taste slightly heavier, and cook the noodles softer."
"What do you say, what do you do?"
Gu Feng said to the chef, and he took out a cigarette and started smoking, "Xiao Qin, what do you mean? The old man can't eat anything at all now. You are not..."
"Brother Gu, have you ever caught a cold? Have you ever had a fever?"
Qin Shiming pulled Gu Feng to sit down on the stone bench outside the kitchen and asked with a smile.
"Of course."
Isn’t this nonsense? Who hasn’t caught a cold?
"The old man suffered from cold and food accumulation, which hurts his stomach and intestines. He naturally vomits whatever he eats. When he gets older, his body functions are reduced and his self-recovery ability is poor. Unlike young people, he gets cold and is covered in quilt and sweats. Most of them can be covered in stinky sweat.
good."
"But the old man is different. He hurts his spleen and stomach and has been delayed for too long. You should call me as soon as possible, and the old man will not suffer so much."
Gu Feng looked at Qin Shiming, opened his mouth and wanted to speak but stopped. Some things could not be said, and the old man had to say them.
"The most important thing about the sour and sour noodles is sour and sour. Just like many young people have a cold, they feel that nothing tastes good, so they want to eat something delicious, and the same is true for the elderly. Considering that the old man has a weak spleen and stomach, he eats it.
Noodles are the best. Noodles are warm and nourish the stomach. As long as you open your mouth here, there will be no big problem."
"Are you sure?"
Gu Feng still doesn’t believe that a bowl of noodles can cure diseases?
"Sure."
Qin Shiming looked confident and explained it for a long time, but Gu Feng still couldn't understand the truth.
“…”
Gu Feng stopped talking.
The chef moved quickly. In more than twenty minutes, a bowl of steaming hot and sour noodles were served. According to Qin Shiming's request, the taste was very strong, but it was very appetizing.
"Let the old man not rush to eat first, smell it before eating."
Seeing Gu Feng delivering the noodles, Qin Shiming reminded him again, and wanted to follow him into the bedroom, but he didn't want to be stopped by Zhang Yating.
"Hey, what's the disease of the old man? Is it very serious?"
This is Zhang Yating's Biao. Without Zhang Yashu's stability, she is destined to be in a wealthy family in her life.
How did Qin Shiming answer this? The physical health issues of big men and big leaders are confidential. If you say half of them, you will be beheaded.
"No big problem, don't worry, by the way, where is your sister?"
Qin Shiming changed the subject and glanced left and right, but did not see Zhang Yashu.