Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 357
"Of course it's true."

Zhao Yifan smiled faintly and nodded.

"This...isn't it possible?"

Jobson shook his head, unable to believe it, and subconsciously looked at Olabi: "Professor Olabi, do you believe it?"

Olabi came back to his senses, thought about it carefully, pondered for a while, nodded and said, "I believe Teacher Zhao's words."

Jobson's eyes widened all of a sudden: "But this is medically impossible!"

"Zhao."

Xiao Liu, next to him, finally seized the opportunity, and quickly said to Zhao Yifan: "Please help my mother to be cured!" All right.

If it can't be cured, the next best thing is to let the mother live a few more years!
"Ah."

Zhao Yifan nodded, and said to Jobson: "Professor Jobson, can I trouble you to ask the hospital to arrange a ward where no one will disturb me?"

"can."

Jobson agreed without the slightest hesitation. He was also very curious. After all, he is an authoritative expert in this field, so he also wanted to see what kind of treatment method Zhao Yifan used to cure Liu's mother's illness. Completely cure or allow Mother Liu to live a few more years!
What Jobson arranged for Mother Liu was a special advanced ward.

There is real-time monitoring installed in this ward, which is prepared for those patients who are seriously ill, critically ill, and need special care, so that the nursing staff can detect the status of the patients in the ward through monitoring in the first time.

The reason for this arrangement was that Jobson, Orabi and others were very curious and wanted to see how Zhao Yifan treated Mother Liu.

Zhao Yifan knew this well and didn't say anything.

"Xiao Zhao, how can I cooperate with you?"

In the ward, Mother Liu was lying on the hospital bed, looking at Zhao Yifan nervously.

"Auntie, you don't have to think about anything, just relax."

Zhao Yifan smiled faintly, "Let me take your pulse first." He grabbed Mother Liu's hand, and while making gestures to feel the pulse, he quietly injected a wisp of aura into her body.

Mother Liu was still thinking wildly at first, but it didn't take long before she felt that her eyelids were as heavy as Mount Tai, and she couldn't open them no matter how hard she opened them. She told herself not to fall asleep, not to fall asleep, but before she knew it, she became drowsy. I fell asleep.

Then Zhao Yifan withdrew his hand, sat beside the hospital bed, and began to think deeply.

He used a little trick just now to make Mother Liu fall into a coma. At the same time, he took the opportunity to use spiritual energy to carefully investigate the situation in her body.

Not very optimistic.

The cancer cells in Mother Liu's body had almost spread throughout her body.

Because of this, after reading the results of the examination before, Jobson came to the conclusion that even if the resection operation was performed, he could live for another three months at most.

After stepping into the yin and yang realm and comprehending the two qi of life and death, Zhao Yifan's view of Mother Liu is that she has a large number of cells containing the "breath of death" in her body—that is, cancer cells.

Looking at it from another perspective, as long as the cancer cells containing the "death breath" in Mother Liu's body are clearly eliminated, Mother Liu's illness can be cured without medicine.

But in this world, many things are easier said than done.

The solution to the problem is actually very simple, but often the hardest part is how to achieve the goal?
In order to overcome and treat cancer and eliminate cancer cells, Western medicine has developed chemotherapy, radiotherapy and other methods to inhibit and eliminate cancer cells.

But there are tens of trillions of cells in the human body!

Cancer cells and normal cells are mixed with each other, and can only be seen clearly with a high-power microscope. Under such circumstances, it is more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack to remove only cancer cells without harming normal cells. times!
Because of this, cancer is called terminally ill in medicine.

Zhao Yifan frowned, tapping his fingers rhythmically on his legs, thinking about the treatment plan.

"Separation... It seems that we can only start from this point."

After a long while, Zhao Yifan sorted out his thoughts, put three fingers on Mother Liu's pulse again, and released a ray of spiritual energy to detect the condition in her body.

"...Can you cure the disease just by touching the artery on the wrist like this?"

In another room.

Xiao Liu, Shi Bo, Jobson, Orabi and others looked at the screen, Zhao Yifan frowned and thought, all of them had different ideas in their hearts.

Seeing Zhao Yifan reach out for his pulse again, Jobson couldn't bear the doubts in his heart anymore, and turned to ask Olabi.

"Professor Jobson."

Compared to Jobson, who was full of doubts, Olabi was full of interest, and had been carefully observing every detail of Zhao Yifan's gestures. Hearing what Jobson said, Olabi said without raising his head: " This is a unique diagnostic method of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine, and they call it 'look, smell, ask and feel'. You see, while Mr. Zhao is feeling the pulse, he is still carefully observing the patient's complexion... Well, look, he frowned , obviously, he saw something from the patient! Hmm... Mr. Zhao's nose is twitching, he must have smelled something!"

"Have it?"

Jobson and others subconsciously turned their heads to look at the screen.

This screen is very large and has a high resolution, which can clearly see the details of every movement of Zhao Yifan.

Look carefully.

Jobson and others discovered that it seemed to be exactly what Orabi said—he was frowning, and he was breathing!
"Ahem, Professor Orabi."

The more Jobson watched, the more confused he became. In his opinion, Zhao Yifan's behavior was normal—what normal person doesn't breathe?

But what Olabi said was serious and serious. Could it be that this is really mysterious?
Jobson was confused, and after looking carefully for a few minutes, he couldn't help asking: "Mr. Zhao breathes like this... Oh, no, it's like this. What kind of smell can you smell? Is it helpful for the diagnosis and treatment of the disease?" ?”

Indeed, Jobson was almost dying of curiosity!

"Of course there is!"

Olabi said with a serious face: "Professor Joberson, you must not understand Chinese medicine, right?"

"No."

Jobson nodded honestly.

"That's right."

Aurabi said solemnly: "I have been studying Chinese medicine all this time. Chinese medicine is a medical technique with a history of thousands of years. It is very miraculous. It is just like the four diagnostic methods of 'seeing, smelling, asking and feeling' that Mr. Zhao uses now. To the eyes, it seems to be very ordinary, but as far as I know, a Chinese medicine doctor like Mr. Zhao, who is so skilled in medicine, can judge the patient's illness through such small details as feeling the pulse, smelling the smell, and looking at the patient's complexion. Therefore, every detail of Mr. Zhao seems to be very ordinary, but in Chinese medicine, it contains special meaning, but we outsiders can't understand it!"

"So it is!"

Suddenly realized, Jobson nodded again and again. Since Professor Orabi said so, he must be right.

Turning his head, he continued to look at the screen. Although Jobson couldn't understand the meaning of every move of Zhao Yifan, Professor Orabi just said that every detail of Mr. Zhao contained Chinese medical skills It has a special meaning, so I can't talk nonsense!

"Professor Jobson."

Olabi patted his forehead and said seriously: "By the way, I remember that this kind of video recording is saved, right? Back in private, you can give me a copy of the video recording of Mr. Zhao's treatment, and I will Go back and study it carefully, and to tell you the truth, I am now very interested in Chinese medicine, which is a very ancient and amazing knowledge."

"This... well, no problem."

When Jobson heard Olabi's words, he thought for a while, then nodded and agreed. It's not a big deal anyway. He asked the staff to make an extra copy and kept it for himself, so he could study it carefully later.

Those who can be valued so much by Professor Orabi are definitely not simple and ordinary!

With such an idea in mind, Jobson looked back at Zhao Yifan's actions on the screen, and immediately had a different feeling.

Zhao Yifan suddenly felt a little itchy in the hand that took the pulse, so he scratched it casually.

Seeing this action on the screen, Jobson immediately widened his eyes and blurted out: "Professor Olabi, look quickly, does this action of Mr. Zhao mean that he has thought of something? Experiment?"

Olabi nodded, and said in a deep voice: "It is very possible, you see, Mr. Zhao is feeling the pulse, and at the same time he is feeling the pulse with his other hand, it is very likely that you are analyzing the pulse. Like what he said, he may have thought of some way, just try it out!"

"Professor Orabi, you know a lot about Chinese medicine. According to you, what is Teacher Zhao experimenting with?"

Jobson humbly asked Olabi for advice.

Olabi thought about it carefully, imitated Zhao Yifan's movements, scratched his hands, frowned and thought hard for a while, then shook his head and sighed and said, "I don't know, what I know about Chinese medicine is only superficial, what I don't understand There are too many places, and I don’t quite understand what Teacher Zhao’s move means.”

After a pause, he changed the subject and said seriously: "But Mr. Zhao's action must have a deep meaning. If you find a chance later, you have to ask Mr. Zhao for advice!"

Xiao Liu next to him was confused when he heard Orabi and Jobson's enthusiasm for research. When the others were not paying attention, Xiao Liu also reached out and scratched his own hand, thinking to himself , isn't this a tickling action?Is it also very meaningful?

Of course, Xiao Liu would definitely not dare to ask such "ignorant" words.

(End of this chapter)