I can talk to my internal organs

Chapter 57 Can cure in a month?

"Old man, you are talking about five luck and six qi."

Those who study Chinese medicine, how can they not know the five lucks and six qi, but knowing it is one thing, and knowing how to use it is another.

The complexity of this thing cannot be described as difficult.

"Yeah." The old man smiled.

"But it's already November this year, and it's almost over soon, and I haven't seen many patients come to my door." Lu Jiu said.

"Water transportation has arrived, and the end of the year is the season of high incidence of illness, just wait." The old man said.

"Really, even if it's a period of high incidence of illness, they won't all come to my place, right?" Lu Jiu said.

"There will always be some, let's go, old man, I should go home and clean up." The old man said goodbye to Lu Jiu with a smile.

He had his own house in Jianghan. At that time, because there was no self-construction policy in violation of regulations, the old man chose a piece of land behind Yucai Road. After buying it with the money he earned from fortune-telling, he built a small one-story house brick by brick.

The old man left, but what he said made Lu Jiu think about it for a long time.

The weather this year is indeed a bit abnormal, especially in the first half of the year. The temperature in summer is like the stock market. There is no fixed value at all. It may be more than 30 degrees in the first two days, and it will be windy and rainy in the next two days.

This is undoubtedly in stark contrast to the long, deadly hot summer of last year.

Now that autumn is coming to an end and winter is about to enter, if what the old man said is correct, wouldn't it mean that the number of patients in Jianghan City will be several times higher than before, so that the hospital will not be able to accommodate them, so they can only be diverted to his clinic?

Let's wait and see first.

……

Jianghan Municipal Bureau of Culture and Tourism, Office of the Bureau.

"Hey, Tian Xuelin, didn't the director say you asked for leave? Why did you come to the unit again?"

Sun Yao was holding the document in his hand, and when he turned his head and was about to send the document out, he ran into Tian Xuelin who had just come to work.

Tian Xuelin said with a smile, "Anyway, there's nothing else to do, come here and write about the plan."

Sun Yao asked strangely, "Didn't the director say you were sick? Our unit doesn't have a tradition of working while sick, and that's not the way to spell it all."

Tian Xuelin said with a smile, "I'm sick, but my friend is treating me. I don't want to delay work for the time being. It's just socializing, so I can't participate."

Sun Yao asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Tian Xuelin said, "Fatty liver."

Sun Yao was not surprised at all, "Then you should pay more attention, this disease is not easy to recover in a short time."

These days, there are a few fatty liver patients in every unit, mild or moderate, basically all of them are not serious diseases. Some people get this thing and go out to drink from time to time. Sun Yao has a buddy who is over 30 and has moderate fatty liver.

Tian Xuelin smiled and said, "Well, who are you sending the documents to?"

Sun Yao patted the document, "Come on, Director, let's go."

After Sun Yao walked out of the office, Tian Xuelin also sat down at his desk, then turned on the computer and began to conceive plans.

However, before he could start typing on the keyboard, Ma Nanping walked in with a bag under his arm.

"Yo? Xuelin, didn't I give you two days off? Why did you come here after only a day and a half? Did you go to the hospital for an examination and found that you didn't have any fatty liver?"

When Ma Nanping spoke, he threw the bag under his armpit on the sofa, and there was a little sarcasm in his words.

Tian Xuelin said, "Director, you are wrong, I really have a fatty liver."

?

Ma Nanping stared at Tian Xuelin, "Have you checked?"

Tian Xuelin said, "I checked, the examination report issued by the hospital said that I have mild fatty liver."

Ma Nanping frowned, "Really?"

Tian Xuelin said helplessly, "Why should I lie to you about this?"

Ma Nanping asked, "Show me the inspection report."

Tian Xuelin smiled wryly, "I'll bring my unit to do this... Oh, I seem to have taken pictures, wait a minute."

While talking, Tian Xuelin opened WeChat, clicked into Lu Jiu's chat box, and handed the enlarged inspection report to Ma Nanping.

Ma Nanping carefully looked at the text in the photo, and when the "mild fatty liver" came into his eyes, his pupils constricted instantly.

"That Chinese medicine classmate of yours really didn't have any equipment, so he showed your fatty liver?" Ma Nanping asked.

Tian Xuelin showed off slightly, "That's for sure, what kind of instruments do Chinese medicine use? They all use their hands to feel the pulse."

Ma Nanping then asked, "Did he treat you?"

Tian Xuelin nodded, "It's cured. In the past two days, the liver area on my body has not hurt as much as before. I guess it will be completely recovered in a month or so."

In fact, Lu Jiu didn't tell Tian Xuelin how long it would take to recover. This figure was purely estimated by Tian Xuelin himself, but it had a different meaning when it fell into Ma Nanping's ears.

Can be cured in a month?

Ma Nanping made waves in his heart.

Ever since he found out that the director's brother-in-law also had fatty liver, he checked on the Internet what the dangers of fatty liver are, and how long it would take to heal.

As a result, the answer is that mild fatty liver needs two months, or three months, and the longest is half a year.

If it is moderate, it will take longer, at least one to two years.

But it is clearly stated on the Internet that fatty liver is a reversible disease. Why can't the director's brother-in-law get better?
Ma Nanping thought about this problem, but now this problem no longer exists.

Since Tian Xuelin's friend was able to cure him within a month, it means that the director's brother-in-law should also be cured within a short period of time.

"Give me one of your classmates' contact information." Ma Nanping said.

"What's wrong with you?" Tian Xuelin asked.

"It's not me. The director's brother-in-law has the same fatty liver as you, but he is more serious than you, and he is moderate." Ma Nanping said.

Oh!
Tian Xuelin understood.

"Okay, I'll give it to you, but my classmate has a weird temper. If the director's brother-in-law doesn't believe in Chinese medicine, it's better not to ask him to see it." Tian Xuelin said.

"Why? Can doctors push patients away? Which department of the Chinese Medicine Hospital?" Ma Nanping didn't understand.

"The private medical clinic he opened by himself, the rules are set by him." Tian Xuelin found out Lu Jiu's mobile phone number, and brought the address with him, and then sent it to Ma Nanping together.

"Your classmate has quite a character, but the person who can set up such a rule must have real skills. Okay, this matter is credited to you. If the director's brother-in-law is better, maybe your position as the deputy director can be finalized. Cough, don't say anything about it. This matter should be kept low-key. Our logistics Lao Zhang knows that. At the beginning, he asked the old director to be a deputy director. In the end, the appointment meeting didn't even take place. He is still an ordinary employee even after retirement." Ma Nanping urged.

"Understood, Director Xie." Tian Xuelin said with a smile.

"Thank you, just remember to buy me a drink when you settle down, and that's it, I'll go to the director's office." Ma Nanping said.

Watching Ma Nanping leave, Tian Xuelin could almost imagine what he would say in the director's office.

Ever since, Tian Xuelin hastily sent a message to Lu Jiu.

"Do a buddy a favor and have a meal."

Ten seconds later, Tian Xuelin received a reply.

"Two meals."

Profiteer! !
Tian Xuelin gritted his teeth.

"it is good!"

(End of this chapter)