Chapter 197: "Divine Doctor" (Adding more to the alliance leader's "subversive theory" 02)

Coughing until hoarseness sounds, at least it doesn't sound like an ordinary illness that requires "going to the hospital". Sun Lien frowned and asked the waiter on the side, "Does your manager always cough so badly?"

The waiter shook her head a little worriedly, "Mr. Yang just coughed a few times in front of us...... "She took two quick steps and knocked on the door of the office, "Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang? are you okay?"

"I'm fine. The coughing sound in the room suddenly stopped, and a few seconds later, Manager Yang walked out of the room, and after seeing Sun Lien, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Mr. Sun, are you satisfied with the arrangement of our meal?"

"Very satisfied, thank you for the arrangement. Sun Lien nodded politely, there is really nothing to say about this meal. Even ordering food on the spot won't get any better results. While he nodded, his eyes swept over Manager Yang's head, habitually wanting to see if there was any prompt in the status bar - since Manager Yang's cough could stop by himself quickly, it should not be too serious.

Yang Hui, male, 43 years old, exhaled nitric oxide concentration increased (73364.11.35), cysteinyl leukotriene (CysLTs) level increased (71364.35.33), bronchial inflammation (71364.35.33). โ€

Sun Lien frowned, and the time period indicated by the status bar must be at least six or seven years long. This doesn't seem to match the kind of "autumn and winter onset" that Shen Qingmei said - people are in a state of illness all year round.

"I was just outside the door and heard you cough badly. Sun Lien and Mr. Yang exchanged two more words, and then asked, "Mr. Yang didn't go to the hospital to see?"

Mr. Yang looked a little helpless, "I've been there a few times, but the doctor just prescribed me some cough medicine to take." After eating it, there was no big improvement...... Should I cough or cough. โ€

Sun Lien pondered for a while and asked, "Before I came over this time, Mr. Shen specially asked me to persuade you to at least go to the hospital again - are you also a chef?"

Mr. Yang nodded, and seemed to be a little proud when he answered, "I used to specialize in white cases...... and then his expression declined a little, "Later, I got this cough disease, and I couldn't do white cases." It can only be transferred to logistics to do management. โ€

The white case and the red case are the "trade" classification of Chinese chefs. The red case is mainly fried and fried, while the white case is specialized in pasta and dim sum.

Mr. Yang's condition is actually not complicated, as a white case cook, the chance of exposure to flour dust is definitely greater than that of other occupations, plus long-term cough and bronchial inflammation, and considering the elevated level of CysLTs, NAEB (non-asthmal eosinophilic bronchitis) is the most likely. Moreover, the treatment of this disease is not difficult, and short-term treatment is mainly through hormones to control cough symptoms. However, long-term treatment is usually switched to antihistamines, leukotriene receptor antagonists, and IL-5 monoclonal antibodies. Long-term treatment with hormones is prone to a variety of serious side effects, ranging from weight gain to necrosis of the femoral head, and even iatrogenic Cushing syndrome is possible.

"You're sick, it's better to go to the hospital for a look. Sun Lien pondered for a moment and felt that there was nothing wrong with his NAEB diagnosis. As for the method of confirming the judgment...... When the patient comes to the hospital, he will be prescribed some hormones. "If you are free in the past two days, go directly to the respiratory medicine department of our fourth hospital to register. โ€

The respiratory medicine department of the Fourth Hospital was found to be a missed diagnosis by Sun Lien, and the doctor concerned was also investigated by the investigation team of the National Health Commission. It can be said that Sun Lien offended these peers - even if this offense was not his intention. Referring patients to registration is a way to ease the relationship.

What's more, Sun Lien himself is confident that even if the respiratory body is really possessed by decay, and even such obvious symptoms cannot be solved, then at least his treatment team can take over the treatment - this kind of long-term chronic disease without obvious pathogens, although the Department of Respiratory Medicine can deal with it, it is quite convenient for Dr. Pascal to take over.

Sun Lien planned it very well, but Yang Hui had some other ideas.

"Now that you're here, I just have something I want to ask you about. Yang Hui didn't ignore the other party because of Sun Lien's young age at all. He asked solemnly, "During this time, a client introduced me to a very well-known Chinese medicine practitioner. โ€

Yang Hui described in detail to Sun Lien the "miracle doctor" who was introduced.

This "miracle doctor" is not very old, about thirty years old. It is said to be self-taught, so he does not have a medical license. In order to avoid this risk, he never said that he was "curing the disease", only that he was helping to "recuperate". And he doesn't have his own clinic, but only receives admiring patients in his rented room.

Yang Hui was actually not very interested in this "miracle doctor" at first. But after all, it was introduced by an important customer, and the other party also invited himself very warmly to have a look. Yang Hui really couldn't shirk it, so he could only follow along.

After waiting for two hours in that small rental house, Yang Hui learned within ten minutes of the consultation that this "divine doctor" was a contemporary descendant of the Vulcan Sect - all his medical skills were learned from an ancient book from Shu. Because he is a Vulcan sect, he prefers to use silver needles that have been cauterized on an alcohol lamp for acupuncture during his medical treatment. And after acupuncture, it is treated with decoction.

Yang Hui looked at this small rental house, and his heart was actually very bottomless. He has worked in the hugging village for so many years, especially for the soft decoration in the room. Yang Hui can also see that although these furnishings are striving for a "quaint" feeling, most of the Chinese-style furnishings are all bargains made of resin molding and spray paint. And tables and the like are cheap synthetic boards with veneer. In general, there is a cheap taste everywhere.

After Yang Hui described his cough symptoms to the divine doctor, the divine doctor thought about it for a moment and asked Yang Hui to take off his shirt and start the needle. After about a dozen stitches in his back, the doctor began to roast something hot on his back. And he turned his head and went to the kitchen in the back to prepare the soup.

The needle remained behind Yang Hui for about half an hour, and the divine doctor walked out with a bowl of black medicinal soup and motioned for Yang Hui to drink the medicine. and charged 5,000 yuan for the diagnosis and treatment fee to the customer who brought Yang Hui to see the doctor.

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"It worked really well. Yang Hui said to Sun Lien, "After drinking the medicine for about an hour, I won't cough." But this effect lasted for about a day, and the next day I still had some cough. He asked a little embarrassed, "I want to ask your opinion, are there any powerful Chinese medicine doctors in the Fourth Hospital?"

Sun Lien frowned and asked Yang Hui about the details of his previous treatment, and then said with some hesitation, "I don't know much about Chinese medicine, but I think that the miracle doctor you met is probably a liar." โ€