Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 732 Tricky
From Aunt Zhang's point of view, if Huang Ming said that there was nothing he could do, then other doctors would certainly not be able to do it either.

Huang Ming thought for a while, shook his head, nodded again, and said with a sigh: "It's mainly brother Wu Gang's disease, it's really weird. I've been practicing medicine for so many years, and it's the first time I've seen someone with internal organs. All shifted."

"Jiajia. Auntie."

Zhu Zhigang, who was sitting on the side, coughed and said, "Can I go and see the specific situation of brother Wu Gang's condition?" He saw that Huang Ming was about the same age as him. Since Huang Ming called Wu Gang his elder brother, it was obvious that Wu Gang was the same age. It is relatively large.

"Uh……"

Jiajia's mother froze for a moment. If Zhu Zhigang hadn't spoken, she would have almost forgotten that there was Zhu Zhigang next to him, and the purpose of his visit this time was also to be invited by Jiajia to treat Wu Gang. Right now, Just talking to Huang Ming and leaving Zhu Zhigang aside seems to be against the way of hospitality.

Moreover.

Zhu Zhigang came to help.

"Are you a doctor too?"

Hearing Zhu Zhigang's words, Huang Ming glanced at him in surprise. He thought Zhu Zhigang was Jiajia's boyfriend before, but he didn't expect that he was also a doctor.

"Just a student."

Before Zhu Zhigang could speak, Aunt Zhang said to Huang Ming first: "What kind of Chinese medicine school are you still studying, and you have just been admitted to graduate school not long ago." After she finished speaking, she glanced at Zhu Zhigang and said, "Don't stay here Make trouble, my son has a disease that experts can't cure, what can you do? Don't sprinkle salt on other people's wounds!"

When Zhu Zhigang heard her words, he immediately became a little unhappy, frowned, and asked lightly: "Ms. Zhang, I don't quite understand what you said. What do you mean I sprinkled salt on other people's wounds?"

"You do not understand?"

Aunt Zhang snorted and said: "Then let me explain to you, Wu Gang's illness, my son has already said that there is no way to cure this illness, he has seen it just now, now, you go in and have a look again, What's the use? At most, after reading it, come out and say it again, Wu Gang's illness, you can't cure it, isn't this just throwing salt on Jiajia and the others' wounds and letting them down again?"

"Mom, how do you talk?"

Huang Ming glanced at Aunt Zhang and said, "Stop talking." Indeed, although what his mother said was correct, it would inevitably make Jiajia and the others feel bad when she said it so straightforwardly.

"Isn't what I said the truth?"

Aunt Zhang gave her son a dissatisfied look, and said, "You are the only one who has a lot to do!"

Huang Ming sighed, and without arguing with her, he turned his head and said seriously to Zhu Zhigang, "This doctor, what's your name?"

"Doctor Huang, you are welcome. My surname is Zhu."

Zhu Zhigang still had a good impression of Huang Ming, so he nodded quickly and said politely.

"Well, it's Dr. Zhu."

Huang Ming hummed, thought for a while, and said, "Since you are a doctor, I can understand your thoughts to some extent. It's not that I doubt your medical skills, but that brother Wu Gang's illness is really too rare. Well, I have practiced medicine for many years, and this is the first time I have seen such a case, I guess you should be a little more curious?"

As a doctor, Huang Ming certainly knew that the things that aroused the doctor's curiosity the most were some extremely rare and intractable diseases.

"Yeah, it's not."

Zhu Zhigang nodded, shook his head again, and said: "I have already promised Jiajia to help her see Brother Wu Gang's illness. I guess I can't do anything about it, but I want to know more about it, and then ask Ask my teacher to see if he can cure Brother Wu Gang's illness."

"your teacher?"

Huang Ming was a little surprised.

"Yes."

Zhu Zhigang nodded.

Huang Ming shook his head. As an expert professor in the hospital, he naturally knew one thing in his heart—in terms of theoretical knowledge, maybe the teachers in the school are much better. However, there is a saying that is very good, true knowledge comes from practice. In terms of treating patients, they are often much better than the school's experts and professors.

of course.

It cannot be concluded subjectively that the doctors in the hospital are better than the teachers in the school, but in the eyes of most people, they always feel that the experts and professors in the hospital are always better than the professors in the school. After all, the experts in the hospital teach them Has a wealth of clinical experience, which is unmatched by the school's experts and professors.

"It's pretty good too."

Huang Ming said against his will: "One more person, one more hope." He considered it from the perspective of Jiajia and others.

For the patient and the patient's family, if the patient is not terminally ill and there is really no other way, the doctor will usually suggest the patient to go to a higher-level hospital for treatment.

Because no one will easily give up the desire to survive until the moment when death is approaching.

"that is!"

When Jiajia heard what Huang Ming said, she pulled herself together, stood up and said to her mother, "Mom, I'll take Dr. Zhu in to have a look. Maybe they can do something with traditional Chinese medicine."

"exactly."

Jiajia's mother nodded and repeated: "Maybe Chinese medicine can help." Although she said this, in fact, she was almost desperate.

Because Wu Gang has seen almost all of them, whether it is Western medicine or Chinese medicine.

Her greatest hope today is that Huang Ming, an expert and professor at a large hospital in Kyoto, might have a solution.

And when Huang Ming told her very clearly just now that there was no other way, in fact, Jiajia's mother was completely desperate.

"Ugh."

Aunt Zhang shook her head when she heard her words. From her point of view, Jiajia and the others went to the doctor in a hurry, or they could be said to be dead horses as doctors. Huang Ming couldn't do anything about it. This student surnamed Zhu , what can be done?
Follow Jiajia to the bedroom and open the door, Zhu Zhigang saw a middle-aged man with sallow complexion, haggard and sickly face lying on the bed with two pillows under his head. It is clear that it must be because of his difficulty in breathing, so this relatively less labor-intensive method was adopted.

This middle-aged man is Jia Jia's older brother Wu Gang.

"elder brother."

Seeing Wu Gang looking this way, Jiajia felt sore when she thought of what Huang Ming said just now, her eyes were slightly red, she walked to his side, and said softly: "How do you feel today, are you feeling better? "

"...No...No..."

Wu Gang opened his mouth, his lips moved, and said in an extremely weak voice: "He...he is?" He said, and looked at Zhu Zhigang.

"elder brother."

Jiajia quickly said: "This is Dr. Zhu Zhigang Zhu, a very skilled doctor in our hospital. I specially invited him to come home to help you see a doctor."

Wu Gang's lips moved: "...Okay...Okay..."

"Big Brother Ang."

Zhu Zhigang walked up to Wu Gang and said, "I see that your condition is quite serious now, how about this, you don't talk, and it can save you some trouble, I'll give you a pulse first, if I have For any question, when you need to answer yes or no, if yes, you can blink your left eye, if not, you can blink your right eye, if you are not sure, you can close your eyes, okay?"

"……it is good……"

Wu Gang responded.

"Doctor Zhu."

Jiajia's eyes lit up, and she quickly said, "You have a good idea, why didn't we think of it before?"

"Ha ha."

Zhu Zhigang said with a smile: "I just thought of it on the spur of the moment." After speaking, he sat down, grabbed Wu Gang's wrist, put it on Wu Gang's pulse, and carefully read the pulse.

To be precise, Wu Gang's pulse can only be described as messy.

His pulse was fast and slow, strong and weak. After Zhu Zhigang felt it carefully for a few minutes, he discovered a characteristic - Wu Gang's pulse can only be described as "variable", and there is no rule at all.

This was the first time Zhu Zhigang met.

Next, Zhu Zhigang changed his hand to feel it again, and he also got the same conclusion as before.

"Doctor Zhu."

Seeing Zhu Zhigang put away his hands, Jia Jia quickly took some CT scans from the side, handed them to him, and said, "This is the CT scan my brother took in the hospital before, do you want to see it?"

In fact, this is a diagnosis method of western medicine. When Zhu Zhigang worked in the county hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, although the name was a hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, the diagnosis method inside also achieved the integration of traditional Chinese and western medicine that kept pace with the times—the so-called, Traditional Chinese medicine diagnoses the pulse first. If you are not sure and need to confirm it, you can take a film and combine the two.

So Zhu Zhigang can also understand this CT film.

"Ok."

Zhu Zhigang nodded, took the CT scans, and carefully read them one by one. Sure enough, just like what Huang Ming said, Wu Gang's internal organs had been displaced.

and.

His displacement was not what Zhu Zhigang thought before, but an overall displacement—that is, all internal organs were moved to the left or right.

Rather, the viscera and six internal organs are completely in a messy and disorderly situation.

In other words.

It was much more difficult than Zhu Zhigang imagined before.

Wu Gang leaned on the bed, looked at Zhu Zhigang's frowning, his eyes flickered with despair and hope alternately.

"How about Dr. Zhu?"

Seeing that Zhu Zhigang had finished watching all the CT scans one by one, Jia Jia hurriedly asked a question, although she didn't have much hope.

Zhu Zhigang didn't answer in a hurry, closed his eyes, thought for a while, and said, "Don't worry, I want to ask your brother a few questions first."

"it is good."

Jiajia nodded quickly.

Zhu Zhigang thought for a while, and said to Wu Gang: "Brother Wu, do you feel pain in your heart? If it hurts, you blink your left eye, and if it doesn't hurt, you blink your right eye."

(End of this chapter)