medical treatment

Chapter 301 Silly

Yu Zhiming learned from Teacher Qi Yue that the non-protein amino acid is more like a stimulant.

Although it improves the activity of brain cells, it also accelerates the aging and death of brain cells.

Based on the cell culture experiments conducted in the laboratory of Ning'an Hospital, it can be deduced that Mr. Ji's current brain atrophy, which is similar to the imaging features of Alzheimer's, is most likely caused by this amino acid.

"Teacher, can Mr. Ji's condition be treated?" Yu Zhiming asked.

Qi Yue shook his head and sighed, "Irreversible."

"What's even more difficult is that we haven't dared to treat and kill the fungi in his brain."

Qi Yue said with a distressed expression: "His brain is functioning normally now, and it is mainly maintained by the non-protein amino acids secreted by those fungi to enhance the activity of brain cells."

"Once this amino acid is gone, he will immediately fall into a state of severe Alzheimer's disease, and it will no longer be him."

"However, this amino acid accelerated the aging and death of his healthy brain cells."

"When the brain cells are consumed to a certain extent, to a certain critical point, his brain is likely to shut down directly."

This is the real drinking poison to quench thirst.

Yu Zhiming sighed for a moment and asked, "Teacher, what's Mr. Ji's opinion?"

Qi Yue shook his head and said, "I haven't told him yet."

"After the ward rounds, we will go to the Department of Neurology together, meet Director Zhang, and tell him the truth together."

Qi Yue sighed lightly: "At least, you can tell him some good news first."

"What good news?"

Qi Yue said softly: "Ning An's pathology laboratory has confirmed that the non-protein amino acid is indeed a newly discovered amino acid."

"We own the naming rights."

"For example, can it be called Ji's amino acid?"

Yu Zhiming just grinned and said, "Mr. Ji probably doesn't want to hear such good news..."

At around [-]:[-] in the morning, Yu Zhiming followed Teacher Qi Yue to the neurology department again, and met Mr. Ji and Director Zhang in the ward.

Noticing Mr. Ji's mournful expression, Yu Zhiming knew that Director Zhang had told him everything.

"Is there really no other way?"

Mr. Ji looked expectantly at the newly appeared Yu Zhiming and Qi Yue as if grasping at a straw.

Qi Yue explained: "Existing brain damage has always been irreversible and difficult to recover. What we can do now is to delay the emergence of new damage as much as possible."

"only……"

Qi Yue shook his head and didn't say any more.

The light of hope in Mr. Ji's eyes was gradually extinguished, and he hugged his head in despair.

"After I retired, it took me five full years to get rid of that woman and go through the divorce procedures."

"The past few years have been the happiest days I've ever lived."

While recalling, Mr. Ji said slowly, "I drove a caravan, saw the beautiful scenery, tasted delicious food, and met new friends all over the country. I was so happy."

"did not expect……"

He suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth in pain, and asked, "How long can I last like this?"

Qi Yue didn't answer, but looked at Director Zhang.

Director Zhang coughed lightly and said, "It's hard to judge the exact time, but judging from the degree of your brain atrophy, the longest time should not exceed one year."

Mr. Ji nodded lightly, and said, "It's meaningless for me to live in a daze, not knowing who I am."

"I've always wanted to go to the roof of the world."

"It's just that I have been worried about my body and altitude sickness before, so I dare not go."

"It's time for me to go."

Yu Zhiming suggested: "Mr. Ji, it's autumn now, and it's getting cold. It's not a good time to go to the plateau."

Mr. Ji squeezed out a smile and said, "Doctor Yu, I seem to have no choice."

Yu Zhiming had read the information on this guy's condition and knew that he had children.

However, seeing that he didn't intend to choose to be with his family, Yu Zhiming wisely didn't make any suggestions.

If it were my life, there would still be the last half year...

Yu Zhiming imagined it for a while, and felt that there was a high probability that he would choose to spend the last time with his family...

He returned to the small central building with Teacher Qi Yue, and unexpectedly found someone waiting for him.

There is a hale and hearty old man with a red face and gray hair, and a fair man about 30 years old.

The faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine emanating from the two people made Yu Zhiming aware of a name.

Ye Huazhang, a master of traditional Chinese medicine?
Sure enough, he heard the other party introduce himself: "Doctor Yu, hello, I am Ye Huazhang."

"I'm taking the liberty to visit, can I take up some of your time?"

The other party's reputation is not small, and he came to the door as a guest.

As Yu Zhiming's teacher, Qi Yue enthusiastically invited Ye Huazhang and his apprentice into the director's office.

After pouring tea and water and exchanging simple greetings, the two parties sat on the sofa in the reception area of ​​the director's office, respectively.

Ye Huazhang looked at Yu Zhiming, and said slowly: "Doctor Yu, I was not born into a medical family. It's just that the situation was chaotic in my early years, and the people were in dire straits."

"My father was lucky to save a famous doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, who is my tutor."

"I have studied under my mentor for nearly thirty years, and I have made little progress step by step until now."

Ye Huazhang sighed softly, and continued: "Nowadays, it can be said that Chinese medicine is declining day by day, and young people don't recognize it even more."

"Fewer and fewer young people take the initiative to learn Chinese medicine."

Yu Zhiming said, "Besides the difficulty of learning Chinese medicine, the main reason is that there is no way to seek it."

"The essence of traditional Chinese medicine that has been passed down in an orderly manner is now almost a family education model."

"The so-called knowledge of Chinese medicine taught in the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine does not have much practical effect at all."

Ye Huazhang nodded in agreement and said, "Indeed, Chinese medicine is becoming more and more monopolized."

"It's hard to become a famous doctor without a family."

"Decades ago, in any township, one or two Chinese medicine practitioners who could signal the pulse could still be found."

"Nowadays, it is quite good to find three or five Chinese medicine practitioners who can really call the pulse in a county."

Yu Zhiming interrupted directly: "Mr. Ye, you came here to find me on purpose, you don't mean to discuss with me about the education and inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine?"

Ye Huazhang laughed, and said, "There is indeed such a purpose, mainly because I want to cooperate with you, Dr. Yu."

"Cooperation? Cooperation for what?" Yu Zhiming was a little confused.

Ye Huazhang explained: "To tell the truth from Doctor Yu, I am writing a pulse case, ready to keep pace with the times, and use modern imaging technology to show the symptoms of the pulse case."

"Later, I found out by chance that you, Dr. Yu, are especially good at physical examinations, and you have the ability to see the subtleties."

"I wanted to use my granddaughter's birthday party to have a detailed chat with you, Dr. Yu."

"However, Doctor Yu, you won't be free that night."

After a pause, Ye Huazhang continued: "Doctor Yu, my idea is that I will give the patient's pulse and you will give the patient's real symptoms, and the two will mutually reflect each other, so as to improve students' understanding of pulse and disease. "

This proposal made Yu Zhiming feel refreshed.

To be honest, Yu Zhiming has always felt that the five elements of Chinese medicine, Yin and Yang, deficiency, excess, stagnation, etc., are very illusory.

If the specific pulse case of the patient is combined with the specific internal abnormalities of the patient and compared one by one, it will be very easy to understand.

Chinese medicine is no longer mysterious.

In this way, as soon as there are many cases that can be compared, it seems that the pulse case can be cracked and decoded?
Yu Zhiming knew that he was a bit too optimistic and whimsical.

How can there be such an easy thing.

He declined and said: "Mr. Ye, to be honest, I agree with your idea and think it is very meaningful."

"It's just that I'm very busy every day now, and I can't spare any free time to do such things."

Ye Huazhang smiled lightly and said, "Doctor Yu, don't rush to refuse. This is a major event to promote the culture of Chinese medicine and benefit future generations."

"I don't want to complete this pulse case in a short time."

"I'm going to set up a clinic in Binhai, and besides me, I will also invite several old friends to sit in the clinic."

Speaking of this, Ye Huazhang stood up and said, "Doctor Yu, I hope you will consider this proposal carefully!"

Yu Zhiming said very politely: "Mr. Ye, I will definitely think about it seriously..."

After sending Ye Huazhang and his apprentice away, Qi Yue said a little bit: "Zhi Ming, this matter is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it won't do you much practical benefit."

"In addition to gaining a cheap favor from the other party."

Yu Zhiming smiled lightly and said, "Teacher, am I the kind of young man who agrees rashly as soon as someone fools me?"

Qi Yue cut lightly, and hit him, "You're not stupid, but you haven't seen where you're smart?"

Yu Zhiming was a little hurt, and said depressedly: "Teacher, in your heart, I was a fool?"

Qi Yue laughed and said, "It's not stupid, it's a little simple and honest. Well, the kind of simple and honest that people like very much."

"I just like it."

Qi Yue explained a few words in embarrassment, and then turned to say: "In the afternoon, Mr. Hua from Jinling will bring some testing machines for wake-up devices."

"Our narcolepsy program is about to enter the next phase of trials."

"If everything goes well, next spring, our wake-up device will be put on the market."

“If the sales are good, maybe next year you can buy a big house on the waterfront.”

Yu Zhiming said expectantly: "I hope so. What I want is not just a big house."

"Oh, I have to buy a small house for Fourth Sister first."

Qi Yue squinted at him.

"Zhiming, you have the best shortcut to get rich."

"Marry Gu Qingning, not to mention a big house, even a bigger villa."

Yu Zhiming said seriously: "Teacher, Qing Ning actually doesn't have much money."

"She can get 200 million a year from the family, and she doesn't even have a house to live in."

Qi Yue looked at Yu Zhiming inexplicably, and thought to himself, it's better to give this kid a stupid evaluation...

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