Rebirth: Light Rain Double Fly

Chapter 143 Treating Legs
"It can't be the old gentleman of No. 30, right?" Tang Weiyu was half-sure in his heart when he heard it. It seems that no one in this hospital can bother the No. 30.

"Yes, it seems that you have heard it." The dean asked with a smile.

Tang Weiyu nodded, "Several nurses were scolded and cried by him, and I was there at the time."

The dean is also embarrassed, "It's like this, you are in good condition in all aspects, and you are also very stable, so in the future, you will take care of his life. Of course, there are other doctors. It will be too busy." The dean shook his head helplessly, that old gentleman, one doctor is definitely not enough.

Tang Weiyu let out a cry, but didn't have much reaction, anyway, she can go anywhere, and besides, that old gentleman gave her a face, so it shouldn't be too sad.

Tang Weiyu came out with a lot of medical records, ready to look through the medical records of Mr. Jiang, and along the way, many people showed sympathy. It seems that she is going to take care of that old man. Everyone knows about bad-tempered patients, but she doesn't feel much about it, and she still goes to and from work in the same way.

She sat on a chair and poured herself a glass of water. This is the case on the table, oh, high blood sugar, high blood pressure, nerve compression in the legs, so now she can only rely on a wheelchair to walk, no wonder every day It turns out that it is not good for you to lie on the hospital bed. While drinking water, she flipped through the medical records. The medical records are very detailed. Not only Mr. Jiang's physical condition, but also some examination reports, all of them are typical old people. It's just that Mr. Jiang's temper has become a little bit bigger.

However, it is also easy to master. For example, if he doesn't like to eat in the hospital cafeteria, don't force him, just follow the old man's rules in everything.

On the second day, Tang Weiyu cooked some more meals and brought them over. She had a feeling that if she cooked less, she must be hungry.

Sure enough, when the old gentleman saw her coming in, he first stared at her hand, and when he found that she was holding a box in her hand, he hummed twice and stopped talking.

Tang Weiyu put the lunch box away, she took out the bowls and chopsticks for the old man, and went to the sink next door to wash them. As expected of a high-ranking ward, even the sink is independent.

When she came out, Mr. Jiang had already sat down and was waiting for dinner.

"I'm having dumplings today. I made dumplings with chicken and shiitake mushrooms. Do you eat the dry ones or the soup ones?"

"I want soup." The old gentleman sat upright, Tang Weiyu quickly brought out a soup dumpling and served it up, and she also sat on the side and ate it, a total of 25 dumplings, Mr. Jiang flavor The taste was excellent, there was not a single one of the 25 dumplings left, and he even wiped his mouth, eating very enjoyable.

Alright, now that we're done eating, let's get down to business.

Tang Weiyu sat down and stared straight at Mr. Jiang's pretendingly deep face, but he probably knew what she was going to ask now.

"Mr. Jiang, did you ask the dean to transfer me here?"

Mr. Jiang snorted first, "I can't stand those people. It's impossible for others to transfer you to the high-ranking ward."

Tang Weiyu tried her best to hold back her laughter, it's no wonder someone came, this place is now a nightmare for doctors and nurses, with such a patient who doesn't cooperate and loves to yell everywhere, who would dare to come here.

"Make me dumplings like this tomorrow. I want big meat and cabbage. By the way, give me fifty. I can't get enough."

"Okay." Tang Weiyu agreed, forget it, in order to stop a certain lion from roaring, she should do more, anyway, she wants to eat it herself.

Mr. Jiang was satisfied now. He leaned on the hospital bed, closed his eyes and fell into a light sleep.

"Mr. Jiang." Tang Weiyu yelled, but he simply ignored her.

"Jiang Laosheng." She called out again, the sound was like a stone sinking into the sea, and people couldn't hear it at all.

"Jiang..." She was about to yell again, but her eyes opened, but they became darker and darker, "What old Mr. Jiang, grandpa, I can be your grandpa at my age." Tang Weiyu thought I thought, forget it, call me Grandpa, just call me Grandpa.

"Okay, Grandpa Jiang." Tang Weiyu took out a hygrometer, "You should take your temperature." Grandpa Jiang took the thermometer very cooperatively, and then without saying a word, Tang Wei sat on the side and turned with his case.

"Grandpa Jiang, where's your family?" Tang Weiyu asked suddenly, "Why haven't you seen your family come to see you?"

When Mr. Jiang heard his family gasp in anger, "It's better if they don't look at me, I'll pretend I don't have a son or daughter." The more he said, the more angry he became, "Those unfilial sons have long forgotten me."

Tang Weiyu hastily poured a glass of water for the old man, so as to make him feel better. It seems that it is better not to mention his family from now on, lest he will be blown up again.

Since Tang Weiyu was transferred to the high-level cadre ward, she has been much freer than before. It can be said that she is very free. Now she is the personal doctor of Mr. Jiang's birth. He yelled at others and hummed at her at most, and he never blushed with her.

Tang Weiyu picked up the case again and flipped through it. Recently, she was flipping through these cases except for the necessary examinations for him.

"Girl, why do you look up my case every day?" Old Mr. Jiang couldn't sit still, and finally asked.

Tang Weiyu raised his head, put down the medical case in his hand, and then looked up and down the old gentleman. The delicious food and drink for a few days finally made him more energetic, except that he couldn't walk.

She took a stack of medical records, walked over, sat down, stared at him very seriously, and the father and son Jiang stared at him for a moment, "Grandpa Jiang, can you let your family come over? Want them to discuss something?"

When Mr. Jiang heard this, he turned his face away, "You don't need to look for them, just tell me if you have anything to do, I decide my own affairs, I don't need them."

Tang Weiyu thought for a while, judging by this old man's temper, he was indeed stubborn, he was whatever he said, and it was difficult for others to change him.

She reached up, then put her hand on the lap of old Jiang father and son, searched for it a few times, and pressed down firmly.

"Girl, what are you doing? Are you going to murder?" Mr. Jiang shouted suddenly, while the passers-by continued to walk without being surprised.

Tang Weiyu left her hand, and then thought for a while.

It took a long time for her to speak.

"Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to it. If it is general, it will not work, and if it is general, it will not hurt. In fact, the meridians on your legs are all good. It's just that the nerves are oppressed and the blood is not flowing. That's why you feel that your legs have no strength. In fact, I want to change your treatment. The solution, the current method is just nourishment, but it cannot be cured.”

Mr. Jiang seemed to listen to this a lot, and didn't have much reaction, "Change, change, you can treat it however you want, I'm already like this, what else can I be afraid of?"

"But this method is mine alone, it has nothing to do with the hospital, and the hospital will definitely adopt it, so I want to discuss it with your family to see if you can let me try it, and maybe it will be successful." She knew what she said Some people make it difficult for others. Thinking about it, no one would agree to it, but Mr. Jiang just raised his eyes, "Treat yourself."

Tang Weiyu really didn't think it would be so easy, she thought it would take a long time to talk, and she was just making a suggestion, and there was no big loss for her.

"You don't understand why I'm so happy, do you?" Mr. Jiang saw what she was thinking, so he asked, "Yes, I really didn't think of it." Tang Weiyu put away the case, after all, he had to accept a new treatment method, It's not easy, this old man Tang accepted it too quickly, and it's a little abnormal.

Mr. Jiang sat down and put his hands on his legs, "My legs have been healed for too long, and I can't walk for too long, so it's the same for me whether I use any new methods. After he finished speaking, he made a trip to the hospital bed, turned over again, and added, "You don't need to discuss this matter with them, as long as I agree."

(End of this chapter)