Catherine in the wheelchair first said hello to her parents with a smile, and then looked at Chen Feng and Miranda with curiosity.
"I seem to have seen you before. I just can't remember it for a moment." Catherine took the initiative to say to Chen Feng and the other two.
Seeing this, Marcia smiled and introduced her: "Dear, this is Mr. Chen, Tina's boss. This is his girlfriend Miss Miranda, she is the heroine in "The Devil Wears Prada"
, didn’t you like this movie very much before? She is Miranda in it.”
"Ah. It's really Miranda. Miranda, nice to meet you, and Mr. Chen. Welcome to my home."
Catherine had a happy smile on her face and her voice was as clear as an oriole, which was so enjoyable to watch and listen to.
And such a little fairy-like girl only had less than three months to live. Seeing such a beautiful life withering away and being unable to save it was undoubtedly the cruelest thing in the world for the Matthews and his wife.
"Thank you. Nice to see you too."
People are sensory animals. Catherine was so beautiful and lovely, and she was also seriously ill. Miranda fell in love with her at first sight, and she felt quite sympathetic and pitiful in her heart. This is human nature, and it is also the nature of women.
Although Chen Feng sympathized with the girl in his heart, the most important thing at the moment was to diagnose her, have an idea in his mind, and then consider her treatment plan.
Therefore, Chen Feng looked at Matthew, who was looking at his daughter with a loving but painful expression, and said, "Matthew, if you agree, I would like to diagnose Catherine now, is that okay?"
Matthew came back to his senses and said quickly: "Of course. Do you need a stethoscope, blood pressure monitor, or pulse monitor? I have them at home."
Chen Feng waved his hand and said: "No need. Our traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis is based on visual inspection, smelling, asking, and feeling. The most important thing is to diagnose the pulse."
"Okay. I'll let Catherine cooperate with you." After Matthew finished speaking, he said to Catherine, who was looking curious, "Baby, Mr. Chen knows Chinese medicine. You cooperate with him and let him diagnose you."
Catherine's face darkened slightly when she heard this, but she quickly nodded with a natural expression and said politely to Chen Feng: "I'll trouble you then."
"You're welcome." After Chen Feng said this, he added, "Put your right hand over your thigh and I'll feel your pulse first."
"OK."
Catherine complied cooperatively, and Chen Feng stretched out his hand and placed three of his fingers on her pulse. Her wrist was very white, with faintly visible veins.
Chen Feng now has proficient skills in traditional Chinese medicine, and pulse diagnosis is of course a routine operation. After almost ten minutes, Chen Feng let go of her hand, then rolled her double eyelids and asked her to stick out her tongue and look at it.
.I feel a little reassured.
According to his current proficiency in traditional Chinese medicine, leukemia can indeed be cured with traditional Chinese medicine, but it is more troublesome and requires both internal and external treatment. Of course, he needs to take traditional Chinese medicine internally, and in addition to acupuncture, he also needs to take medicinal baths externally.
And this is not something that can be cured overnight. Chen Feng needs to make appropriate adjustments based on her condition every day, including oral prescriptions, external acupuncture, and medicinal baths. She needs to be observed and paid attention to every day.
In a word, it is very troublesome to cure him. If it were not for the system tasks, plus this is a living life after all, and more importantly, Catherine is very beautiful, cute, and very polite, Chen Feng may not be able to do it.
I am willing to spend a long time to treat her.
After the diagnosis was completed, Chen Feng stood there with his eyebrows contemplating the prescription for oral administration. After a while, Matthew couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Chen, what is the result of your diagnosis?"
Chen Feng finally came back to his senses and said, "As you said before, the situation is not very good."
After speaking, he looked at Catherine, who had been silent just now, and said without hesitation: "Catherine, you should know your current situation. Now you basically have no appetite all day long, and you also have body aches from time to time. You can't
I feel uncomfortable even when I'm standing or lying down, isn't it?"
Catherine finally showed a frustrated look after hearing this, nodded slightly and said: "Yes, sir. I know my situation is very bad. I know if this continues, I will die soon."
"God! Don't say that." Marcia cried and ran over and hugged Catherine, tears falling down her eyes.
"Baby, you will be fine. Mom and your dad will do everything possible to save you." Marcia said emotionally. Catherine in the wheelchair first smiled and said hello to her parents, and then looked curious.
Look at Chen Feng and Miranda.
"I seem to have seen you before. I just can't remember it for a moment." Catherine took the initiative to say to Chen Feng and the other two.
Seeing this, Marcia smiled and introduced her: "Dear, this is Mr. Chen, Tina's boss. This is his girlfriend Miss Miranda, she is the heroine in "The Devil Wears Prada"
, didn’t you like this movie very much before? She is Miranda in it.”
"Ah. It's really Miranda. Miranda, nice to meet you, and Mr. Chen. Welcome to my home."
Catherine had a happy smile on her face and her voice was as clear as an oriole, which was so enjoyable to watch and listen to.
And such a little fairy-like girl only had less than three months to live. Seeing such a beautiful life withering away and being unable to save it was undoubtedly the cruelest thing in the world for the Matthews and his wife.
"Thank you. Nice to see you too."
People are sensory animals. Catherine was so beautiful and lovely, and she was also seriously ill. Miranda fell in love with her at first sight, and she felt quite sympathetic and pitiful in her heart. This is human nature, and it is also the nature of women.
Although Chen Feng sympathized with the girl in his heart, the most important thing at the moment was to diagnose her, have an idea in his mind, and then consider her treatment plan.
Therefore, Chen Feng looked at Matthew, who was looking at his daughter with a loving but painful expression, and said, "Matthew, if you agree, I would like to diagnose Catherine now, is that okay?"
Matthew came back to his senses and said quickly: "Of course. Do you need a stethoscope, blood pressure monitor, or pulse monitor? I have them at home."
Chen Feng waved his hand and said: "No need. Our traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis is based on visual inspection, smelling, asking, and feeling. The most important thing is to diagnose the pulse."
"Okay. I'll let Catherine cooperate with you." After Matthew finished speaking, he said to Catherine, who was looking curious, "Baby, Mr. Chen knows Chinese medicine. You cooperate with him and let him diagnose you."
Catherine's face darkened slightly when she heard this, but she quickly nodded with a natural expression and said politely to Chen Feng: "I'll trouble you then."
"You're welcome." After Chen Feng said this, he added, "Put your right hand over your thigh and I'll feel your pulse first."
"OK."
Catherine complied cooperatively, and Chen Feng stretched out his hand and placed three of his fingers on her pulse. Her wrist was very white, with faintly visible veins.
Chen Feng now has proficient skills in traditional Chinese medicine, and pulse diagnosis is of course a routine operation. After almost ten minutes, Chen Feng let go of her hand, then rolled her double eyelids and asked her to stick out her tongue and look at it.
.I feel a little reassured.
According to his current proficiency in traditional Chinese medicine, leukemia can indeed be cured with traditional Chinese medicine, but it is more troublesome and requires both internal and external treatment. Of course, he needs to take traditional Chinese medicine internally, and in addition to acupuncture, he also needs to take medicinal baths externally.
And this is not something that can be cured overnight. Chen Feng needs to make appropriate adjustments based on her condition every day, including oral prescriptions, external acupuncture, and medicinal baths. She needs to be observed and paid attention to every day.
In a word, it is very troublesome to cure him. If it were not for the system tasks, plus this is a living life after all, and more importantly, Catherine is very beautiful, cute, and very polite, Chen Feng may not be able to do it.
I am willing to spend a long time to treat her.
After the diagnosis was completed, Chen Feng stood there with his eyebrows contemplating the prescription for oral administration. After a while, Matthew couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Chen, what is the result of your diagnosis?"
Chen Feng finally came back to his senses and said, "As you said before, the situation is not very good."
After speaking, he looked at Catherine, who had been silent just now, and said without hesitation: "Catherine, you should know your current situation. Now you basically have no appetite all day long, and you also have body aches from time to time. You can't
I feel uncomfortable even when I'm standing or lying down, isn't it?"
Catherine finally showed a frustrated look after hearing this, nodded slightly and said: "Yes, sir. I know my situation is very bad. I know if this continues, I will die soon."
"God! Don't say that." Marcia cried and ran over and hugged Catherine, tears falling down her eyes.
"Baby, you will be fine. Mom and your dad will do everything possible to save you." Marcia said emotionally. Catherine in the wheelchair first smiled and said hello to her parents, and then looked curious.
Look at Chen Feng and Miranda.
"I seem to have seen you before. I just can't remember it for a moment." Catherine took the initiative to say to Chen Feng and the other two.
Seeing this, Marcia smiled and introduced her: "Dear, this is Mr. Chen, Tina's boss. This is his girlfriend Miss Miranda, she is the heroine in "The Devil Wears Prada"
, didn’t you like this movie very much before? She is Miranda in it.”
"Ah. It's really Miranda. Miranda, nice to meet you, and Mr. Chen. Welcome to my home."
Catherine had a happy smile on her face and her voice was as clear as an oriole, which was so enjoyable to watch and listen to.
And such a little fairy-like girl only had less than three months to live. Seeing such a beautiful life withering away and being unable to save it was undoubtedly the cruelest thing in the world for the Matthews and his wife.
"Thank you. Nice to see you too."
People are sensory animals. Catherine was so beautiful and lovely, and she was also seriously ill. Miranda fell in love with her at first sight, and she felt quite sympathetic and pitiful in her heart. This is human nature, and it is also the nature of women.
Although Chen Feng sympathized with the girl in his heart, the most important thing at the moment was to diagnose her, have an idea in his mind, and then consider her treatment plan.
Therefore, Chen Feng looked at Matthew, who was looking at his daughter with a loving but painful expression, and said, "Matthew, if you agree, I would like to diagnose Catherine now, is that okay?"
Matthew came back to his senses and said quickly: "Of course. Do you need a stethoscope, blood pressure monitor, or pulse monitor? I have them at home."
Chen Feng waved his hand and said: "No need. Our traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis is based on visual inspection, smelling, asking, and feeling. The most important thing is to diagnose the pulse."
"Okay. I'll let Catherine cooperate with you." After Matthew finished speaking, he said to Catherine, who was looking curious, "Baby, Mr. Chen knows Chinese medicine. You cooperate with him and let him diagnose you."
Catherine's face darkened slightly when she heard this, but she quickly nodded with a natural expression and said politely to Chen Feng: "I'll trouble you then."
"You're welcome." After Chen Feng said this, he added, "Put your right hand over your thigh and I'll feel your pulse first."
"OK."
Catherine complied cooperatively, and Chen Feng stretched out his hand and placed three of his fingers on her pulse. Her wrist was very white, with faintly visible veins.
Chen Feng now has proficient skills in traditional Chinese medicine, and pulse diagnosis is of course a routine operation. After almost ten minutes, Chen Feng let go of her hand, then rolled her double eyelids and asked her to stick out her tongue and look at it.
.I feel a little reassured.
According to his current proficiency in traditional Chinese medicine, leukemia can indeed be cured with traditional Chinese medicine, but it is more troublesome and requires both internal and external treatment. Of course, he needs to take traditional Chinese medicine internally, and in addition to acupuncture, he also needs to take medicinal baths externally.
And this is not something that can be cured overnight. Chen Feng needs to make appropriate adjustments based on her condition every day, including oral prescriptions, external acupuncture, and medicinal baths. She needs to be observed and paid attention to every day.
In a word, it is very troublesome to cure him. If it were not for the system tasks, plus this is a living life after all, and more importantly, Catherine is very beautiful, cute, and very polite, Chen Feng may not be able to do it.
I am willing to spend a long time to treat her.
After the diagnosis was completed, Chen Feng stood there with his eyebrows contemplating the prescription for oral administration. After a while, Matthew couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Chen, what is the result of your diagnosis?"
Chen Feng finally came back to his senses and said, "As you said before, the situation is not very good."
After speaking, he looked at Catherine, who had been silent just now, and said without hesitation: "Catherine, you should know your current situation. Now you basically have no appetite all day long, and you also have body aches from time to time. You can't
I feel uncomfortable even when I'm standing or lying down, isn't it?"
Catherine finally showed a frustrated look after hearing this, nodded slightly and said: "Yes, sir. I know my situation is very bad. I know if this continues, I will die soon."