doctor magician

Chapter 44 The Misdiagnosed Old Abbot

After the Buddha statue was placed, under the arrangement of the abbot, Xiao Ying was the first to offer incense and worship the Buddha.

It was already time for lunch, so I went directly to the temple cafeteria to eat.There are several individually furnished private rooms in the temple, which are used to entertain distinguished patrons.

Several senior mages from the temple accompanied the meal, and Xiao Ying sat beside the abbot.The abbot is very talkative, talking about the history of Xianglu Temple, and some allusions about the eminent monks and great virtues of the past dynasties.Several mages also interrupted from time to time, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

After the fast feast, the abbot accompanied Xiao Ying to the Zen room to serve tea and talk with the support of two young monks.

Director Sun thought that Xiao Ying would leave by car after eating, but seeing that Xiao Ying followed the abbot to the Zen room, he had no choice but to accompany him.

After taking a seat in the meditation room and serving fragrant tea, Xiao Ying said: "Master Abbot, do you have pain in the lumbosacral region and hip joints? The pain started about half a year ago, and now you still have irregular fever, right? ?”

Abbot Mingtong was taken aback, because earlier he only told Xiao Ying that his illness was rheumatoid arthritis, but he didn't mention the exact pain site, let alone the fever, but Xiao Ying accurately said his He couldn't help but be surprised by the location of the pain and the irregular fever. He nodded and said, "That's right, how did Benefactor Xiao know?"

Xiao Ying smiled slightly, took out his business card from his pocket, and handed it to Abbot Mingtong with both hands.

The abbot took it over, looked at it, and said, "It turns out that Benefactor Xiao is the boss of the Disease Consulting Co., Ltd., I'm sorry!" Abbot Mingtong certainly knew that a company with such a name was basically a fortune teller.

Factory Manager Sun never knew Xiao Ying's identity, so he was surprised when he heard this.Xiao Ying gave him another business card, he took it and looked at it seriously, nodded with a smile, and said: "Not only is the disease consulting company, Xiao Benefactor's company also has general practice diagnosis and treatment, and sells medicines. It seems that Xiao Benefactor is not only proficient in medical skills , and also good at numerology."

The back of Xiao Ying's business card has the company's business scope written on it, and he also wrote his famous saying on it. Easier to remember and easier to pass on by word of mouth.

Abbot Mingtong frowned. Obviously, he didn't really believe in fortune-telling, including the lottery in their temple.

Xiao Ying noticed Abbot Mingtong's inadvertent expression change, so he smiled and said: "Abbot went to the township health center to see a doctor after suffering from joint pain half a year ago, and was given anti-rheumatic drugs. A few days ago, he went to the People's Hospital of DC District When I saw a doctor, the doctor prescribed antibiotics and antipyretic and analgesic drugs according to rheumatic diseases. However, after the abbot took it, there was no effect. Instead, the symptoms gradually worsened, and now it is difficult to move."

Previously, Xiao Ying had searched the relevant medical records of Abbot Mingtong in his mind. Because few patients were monks, he quickly locked all the medical records of Abbot Mingtong.Knowing that the abbot would die of illness within three months, he decided to give advice to see if he could save his life.

Abbot Mingtong was even more surprised. Xiao Ying accurately stated the hospital he visited, the medicine he used, and the condition diagnosed by the doctor. Did this fortune teller investigate his situation in detail before?Of course the abbot knew that there was such a trap in fortune-telling.

However, Abbot Mingtong couldn't figure it out. After the other party figured out his details, he pretended to be profound and told his fortune. What exactly was he going to do?He came to the temple today to donate five Bodhisattvas, which are worth a lot of money. If he wants to make money by telling fortunes for his own medical treatment, how much can he earn?I am the abbot of a temple, and I don't have much money.He also has no right to dispose of the property of the temple.These fortune tellers should know.

What is his purpose?
Abbot Mingtong stared at Xiao Ying with his eyes wide open, and couldn't figure out what his intentions were for a moment.

Of course Xiao Ying understood why the other party was surprised, and he also saw doubts from his eyebrows, so he shook his folding fan and said, "Don't worry, Abbot, I won't charge you for fortune-telling today. I just wanted to tell you out of good intentions." , Your doctor misdiagnosed your disease, it is not rheumatism. Moreover, your condition will worsen rapidly in the next few months, if you don't follow my advice, you will unfortunately die of illness within half a year. "

Upon hearing this, Director Sun was a little unhappy, and said to Xiao Ying, "Benefactor Xiao, what do you mean by that?"

Abbot Mingtong waved his hands with a smile, and said to Xiao Ying, "Thank you, Benefactor Xiao, for your guidance, but I haven't heard of rheumatism that died within half a year."

"The abbot's illness is not rheumatism. As I said, the doctor misdiagnosed it." Xiao Ying shook the folding fan again, and continued to smile and said: "Master Abbot, I plan to go to the Second Provincial Hospital for an examination tomorrow, but you also feel this. The disease is not quite like rheumatism, because rheumatism medicine has no effect. You also suspect that the doctor in the DC area hospital has made a mistake, so you want to find a big hospital, right!"

Abbot Mingtong was taken aback again. He really planned to go to the Second Provincial People's Hospital the next day, because he heard that there are some old experts in the Department of Orthopedics of the Second Provincial Hospital who are very good at treating rheumatism.It would not be surprising if Xiao Ying obtained relevant information about his previous experience of seeing a doctor through various channels, but his idea of ​​going to the provincial hospital for seeing a doctor tomorrow was just his own plan, and he did not tell anyone. But he accurately stated the plan in his heart, which could not but make Abbot Mingtong horrified.

Could it be that the person in front of him is really a good fortune teller, can he calculate so accurately?

Factory Manager Sun at the side saw Abbot Mingtong's horror, and knew from it that Xiao Ying was right, so he couldn't help being extremely surprised. The original unhappiness on his face was gone, replaced by awe.

Xiao Ying picked up the teacup, picked up the lid of the tea bowl, gently pushed the tea foam aside, then took a sip, and exclaimed: "Good tea!"

In fact, he doesn't drink tea, and he can't tell whether it's good tea or not. Saying this is just to make the other party happy. Looking for opportunities to praise the other party will bring the relationship closer.

After hearing what he said, Abbot Mingtong showed a smile on his face: "This is the new tea of ​​this year, the top-quality Longjing tea. Of course, the best tea should be used to treat such a distinguished guest as Benefactor Xiao."

Xiao Ying said: "Thank you abbot for being so kind, let's continue talking about your illness - you go to the Second Provincial Hospital tomorrow, the doctor will tell you that you have ankylosing spondylitis, and then ask you to be admitted to the traditional Chinese medicine department of their hospital. However, the doctor’s diagnosis is still a misdiagnosis. You have been treated in the TCM department for two months, but your condition will worsen in these two months, with difficulty in moving your spine, unable to turn over, unable to raise your lower limbs when lying on your back, and severe symptoms Anemia. By this time, the abbot was terminally ill and hopeless."

Abbot Ming Tong didn't frown this time, because just now Xiao Ying actually said exactly what he was thinking in his heart. He realized that the other party should not be underestimated, and he was not alarmist. He was even more horrified to hear him categorically predict the result of going to the hospital tomorrow.

Director Sun accompanied him with a smile, leaned forward, and asked Xiao Lianshan, "Master Xiao, what is the abbot's illness?"

Abbot Mingtong also looked at Xiao Ying inquiringly.

Xiao Ying, however, put it off, waved the folding fan and said, "You still don't quite believe what I said, so how about it, you go to the hospital tomorrow to see if what I said is right, and then decide whether to accept my words or not." Advice. ——The business card has my company address and phone number, thank you abbot for the fragrant tea, and I will take my leave.”

After finishing speaking, Xiao Ying stood up and walked out.

The two young monks hurried forward to support Abbot Mingtong to follow him out of the meditation room, and sent Xiao Ying to the front of the truck.

Xiao Ying took out his medical university student ID card from his pocket, opened it, and handed it to Abbot Mingtong: "In order to reassure the abbot, I can tell you that I am actually a fresh graduate of the medical university. I started my own business. After running this company, I have enough understanding of medicine. So, please consider my words carefully, it is related to the life of the master."

Abbot Mingtong and Director Sun next to him came over to look at the student ID carefully, and compared the photos on it, and nodded slightly.

Xiao Ying accepted the student ID card, and solemnly said to Abbot Mingtong: "The abbot is an eminent monk. If he died of illness, it would be a great loss to Buddhism. I'm sorry. I must tell the truth. Please don't think that I have ulterior motives. I said that I won’t charge you for my advice, as evidenced by Director Sun.”

(End of this chapter)