Qin Shiming did not follow the nonsense and started diagnosis directly.
Although Han Zhi's literary context was weak, it was relatively stable. His heart was not blocked and he was holding his breath. His physical feedback was excellent. Maybe he had a good rest yesterday and his eyes were full of glory.
"Have you eaten?"
While taking the 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 had more careful consultations.
“Eat some.”
Han Zhiwen said: "When I woke up yesterday evening, I drank some black rice porridge, and then followed Dr. Qin's instructions, I drank some medicine, and ate some fruits and milk until after dinner.
I got some coix seed porridge, saying that it nourishes the stomach and relieves qi, and has a good appetite. I ate two more small steamed buns."
"I drank lean meat porridge this morning and noon, and I just took Chinese medicine half an hour ago."
"Well, it's 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 his words, Park Bucheng, who was listening to the side, raised his hand.
"Doctor Park, be polite, how can you interrupt Dr. Qin's speech? It's indecent." Han Zhiwen looked back at Park Bucheng and frowned slightly.
If Han Zhiwen's temper was changed, he would definitely be a slander and even drove Park Bucheng away 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 unhappy: "Your medical skills are not as good as Mr. Qin. Do you not even know the most basic etiquette when asking for advice? Do you have a humble attitude to ask for advice?"
"Grandpa, don't be angry." Han Xiangzi was afraid that his grandfather would get angry, so she turned around and glared at Park Bucheng.
Park Bucheng's face turned red and blue, so he was so depressed.
I am at least sixty years old, so I bowed my head to a young man in my twenties to ask for advice. Do you want your face? Do you want your Korean doctor's face?
But in order to understand the doubts in my heart and to improve my medical level, Park Bucheng still stood up and bowed deeply to Qin Shiming, "Doctor Qin, I'm sorry, I'm a little impatient just now. I have a few questions in my heart. I want to ask you for advice.
…”
"It's easy to say."
Qin Shiming nodded with satisfaction and thought to himself, "What about you who looked arrogant yesterday? Isn't you proud today?"
Should!
"Why did Mr. Han not eat anything before, and even vomit when drinking water? Now he eats more food in a day than in the past week? Is this a retrospective look? Is it..."
"Dr. Park, please pay attention to your wording!"
Han Xiangzi glared with beautiful eyes, and a look of anger appeared on his pretty face.
What a retrospective look? Is this cursing my grandfather?
"Why do you think that the patient is looking back, not a sign of improvement in the body, and the condition is getting better? Do you think patients with advanced cancer will definitely die? And must they die immediately?"
Not only Han Xiangzi was unhappy, but Qin Shiming was also unhappy with Park Bucheng.
Rejuvenation, this is said in traditional Chinese medicine and even among the people of the Yanhuang Kingdom. The general idea is that before a person dies, his condition will suddenly improve, and he can eat, drink and jump.
Then he died.
"Sorry, Miss Han Xiangzi, I don't mean anything else, I just think it's strange..."
Park Bucheng knew that he had caused trouble and quickly apologized to Han Xiangzi and Han Zhiwen.
"Don't think it's strange, because your medical skills cannot reach the level of Dr. Qin. If you want to study, study hard. If you don't study, please stay quietly. Don't disturb Dr. Qin's treatment of grandpa!"
Han Xiangzi's face was still bad.
Although he is kind, Han Xiangzi has always taken great importance to his relatives' health.
Other big families and large groups have many descendants and many successors, and often cause chaos due to the division of family property, but Han Xiangzi will not.
She only has one relative, namely Han Zhiwen.
Once Han Zhiwen dies, Han Xiangzi will never have any relatives again. The feeling of loneliness cannot be bought with no amount of money or status.
"yes."
Park Bushen wiped his forehead and sweated coldly, and he wanted to slap himself in a big mouth. Why didn’t he speak without a secret?
He said that his medical skills were not as good as Qin Shiming, and Park Bucheng was not convinced.
So, Park Bucheng turned his head and looked at Qin Shiming again.
"Mr. Han is indeed seriously ill, but Mr. Han is very willful. Despite the pain, he still doesn't say anything. On weekdays, he can't eat or don't want to eat. It's because he feels uncomfortable, it's because he feels heart-sighted.
I was so angry that I couldn't eat anything!"
Qin Shiming began to answer the question, "For example, can an empty mineral water bottle be filled with gas, and can it still fill it with water?"
The three of them shook their heads at the same time. This is very simple physics knowledge, and everyone understands it.
"Yesterday, before taking the medicine, the patient had already relieved the 'qi' in his body, so he could naturally eat and hold food."
"Yesterday the patient vomited two mouthfuls of blood. The first mouthful of blood was dark brown. Why was it dark brown? Because it confused some cancerous cells inside, and the last mouthful of blood was bright red. What's the difference?"
Qin Shiming gave Park a problem.
Pu Bucheng shook his head dullly.
"I think about it myself, but I can't figure it out and come to me again."
Qin Shiming rolled his eyes when he threw Park Bucheng, thinking that he could not even understand this with just this little ability?
Just now, he is the number one miracle doctor in South Korea?
Nonsense!
“…”
Park Bucheng curled his lips, and swallowed it back when he was cursing. It was really a bit cowardly.
"Mr. Qin, I don't understand a little." At this time, Han Zhiwen also expressed his questions, "Why did I drink medicine yesterday and I didn't feel any taste when I eat it. I woke up this morning and took medicine, but found that the medicine was bitter.
, and lean meat porridge has a nice scent, why is this?”
"It's obviously the same medicine, the same boiling technique, and even the water used to boil the medicine is the same. How come there is such a big difference?"
"Because medicine is bitter."
Upon hearing this, Qin Shiming smiled.
"This is a good thing. You can restore your taste and prove that your stomach and your esophagus are slowly recovering its own effects. The organs have restored their original work. Isn't medicine just bitter?"
"yes."
Han Zhiwen suddenly realized, "I am so old and confused. Why did I ignore the most basic common sense, isn't medicine just bitter?"
"It is a good thing to take the medicine bitterly. I insist on taking the prescription yesterday for a week, and then I will adjust the prescription according to the actual situation. This is a long-term process, and you need to be mentally prepared."
Qin Shiming had to remind that it is not easy for patients with advanced cancer to cure it.