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Chapter 197 The Doctor

He coughed until he was hoarse. At least it didn't sound like an ordinary disease that required "advice to go to the hospital." Sun Lien frowned and asked the waiter on the side, "Does your manager always cough so badly?"

The waiter shook her head worriedly, "Mr. Yang only coughed a few times in front of us..." She quickly took two steps and knocked on the door of the office, "Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." The coughing in the room suddenly stopped. A few seconds later, Manager Yang walked out of the room. When he saw Sun Lien, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Mr. Sun, what are the arrangements for our meal?"

Are you satisfied?" He thought Sun Lien came here because he had some requests to make.

"I'm very satisfied. Thank you for your arrangement." Sun Lien nodded politely. There was really nothing to say about this meal. Even ordering on the spot would not have a better result. While nodding, his eyes were on Manager Yang's head.

I glanced at it, habitually wanting to see what prompts there were in the status bar. Since Manager Yang's coughing could stop quickly, it must not be too serious.

"Yang Hui, male, 43 years old, had increased exhaled nitric oxide concentration (), increased cysteinyl leukotrienes (cyslts) levels (), and bronchial inflammation ()."

Sun Lien frowned. The time period indicated in the status bar must be at least six or seven years. This does not seem to match the "autumn and winter onset" mentioned by Shen Qingmei. This person is sick all year round.

In this state.

"I just heard you coughing badly outside the door." Sun Lien and Mr. Yang exchanged pleasantries for a few more words, then asked, "Mr. Yang, didn't you go to the hospital?"

Mr. Yang seemed a little helpless, "I've been there a few times, but the doctor just gave me some cough medicine. After taking it, there was no big improvement... I still cough when I need to."

Sun Lien thought for a while and then asked, "Before I come here this time, Mr. Shen specially asked me to persuade you to at least go to the hospital again to see if you are also a chef?"

Mr. Yang nodded and seemed a little proud when he answered, "I used to specialize in white cases..." Then he looked a little depressed again, "Later I got this cough, and I couldn't do white cases. I had to transfer to

We do the logistics and management.”

Bai'an and Red'an are the "business" classifications of Chinese chefs. Red's mainly focuses on frying and frying, while Bai's specializes in pasta, snacks, etc.

Mr. Yang's condition is actually not complicated. As a chef, the chance of exposure to flour dust is definitely greater than in other occupations. In addition, he has a long-term cough and bronchial inflammation. Considering the elevated cyslts level, naeb (non-male)

Asthmatic eosinophilic bronchitis) is the most likely possibility. And the treatment of this disease is not difficult. Short-term treatment mainly uses hormones to control cough symptoms. But long-term treatment, antihistamines are generally used instead.

Triene receptor antagonists and IL-5 monoclonal antibodies are used for treatment. Long-term treatment with hormones is prone to various serious side effects, ranging from obesity to femoral head necrosis, and even iatrogenic Cushing's syndrome.

"It's best to go to the hospital to have a look at your disease." Sun Lien thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong with his diagnosis of naeb. As for the method to confirm the diagnosis... we will know after the patient comes to the hospital and prescribe some hormones for him.

"If you are free these two days, go directly to the Department of Respiratory Medicine of our Fourth Hospital to register."

The Department of Respiratory Medicine of the Fourth Hospital was found to have a missed diagnosis by Sun Lien, and the doctor involved was also investigated by the investigation team of the National Health Commission. It can be said that Sun Lien offended these colleagues, even if the offense was not his intention, and introduced the patient to register.

, is a way to ease the relationship.

What's more, Sun Lien himself is confident that even if there is really a debilitating spirit in the breath, even such obvious symptoms cannot be solved, then at least his treatment team can take over the treatment of this long-term chronic disease with no obvious pathogen, although the respiratory medicine department can handle it.

, but it’s easy to let Dr. Pascal take over.

Sun Lien's plan was good, but Yang Hui had other ideas.

"Since you are here, I happen to have some things I want to consult with you." Yang Hui did not mean to ignore Sun Lien because of his young age. He asked solemnly, "During this time, a customer introduced me to a

A very famous Chinese medicine doctor.”

Yang Hui described the "miraculous doctor" who was introduced to Sun Lien in detail.

This "miraculous doctor" is young, about thirty years old. It is said that he is self-taught, so he does not have a medical license. In order to avoid this risk, he never says that he is "treating", only that he is "helping"

"Recuperation". Moreover, he does not have his own clinic, but only receives patients who come here in his rented room.

In fact, Yang Hui was not too cold about this "miraculous doctor" at first. But after all, he was introduced by an important client, and the other party also very enthusiastically invited him to go and have a look. Yang Hui really couldn't shirk it, so he could only go along.

A trip.

After waiting for two hours in the small rental house, Yang Hui learned within ten minutes of consultation that this "miraculous doctor" was a contemporary descendant of the Vulcan sect. All his medical skills were learned from a book from

Ancient books from Shu. Because he is a Vulcan sect, he prefers to use silver needles burned on an alcohol lamp for acupuncture during the treatment process. And after acupuncture, he uses decoction for treatment.

Yang Hui looked at this small rental house and felt a little unsure. He had worked in Baozhuozhuang for so many years, especially the soft furnishings in the room. Yang Hui could also see that although these furnishings were in

We strive to pursue a "simple" feeling, but most of the Chinese-style furnishings are cheap and made of resin molded and spray-painted. Tables and the like are even made of cheap synthetic boards and veneered leather. In general, everything looks good

They all smell cheap.

After Yang Hui described his cough symptoms to the miracle doctor, the miracle doctor thought for a moment and asked Yang Hui to take off his shirt and start acupuncture. After inserting about a dozen needles on his back, the miracle doctor began to use a hot object on his back.

He was roasting on his back while he turned around and went to the kitchen behind to prepare soup.

The needle was left behind Yang Hui for about half an hour. The miracle doctor came out with a bowl of dark medicinal soup and signaled Yang Hui to drink up the medicine. He also said to the client who brought Yang Hui to see the doctor,

A medical fee of 5,000 yuan was charged.

"The effect is really good." Yang Hui said to Sun Lien, "About an hour after taking the medicine, I stopped coughing. But the effect only lasted for about a day, and I still had a cough the next day." He was a little bit.

He asked sheepishly, "I would like to ask your opinion. Are there any good Chinese medicine doctors in the Fourth Hospital?"

Sun Lien frowned and asked about the details of Yang Hui's previous treatment, and then said hesitantly, "I don't know much about Chinese medicine, but I think the miracle doctor you met is probably a liar."


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