Chen Lao must have a lot of money.

But grandpa admitted patients, certainly not for money.

For most people, there is still a misunderstanding in traditional Chinese medicine, the more serious the disease, the more expensive the medicine required. As soon as some novels encounter seriously ill patients, they open their mouths to "prepare five million, and come to a pair of five-hundred-year-old wild ginseng to continue their lives".

In the field of traditional Chinese medicine, ginseng tonifies essence and qi, but it also depends on the patient's condition.

If you really want to eat indiscriminately, the living can be eaten to death.

On the contrary, in terms of medication for seriously ill patients, it is necessary to be extremely cautious, and the selection of medicinal materials is not necessarily very expensive, mainly depending on the doctor's grasp of the condition, and the combination of medicinal properties, and the right medicine.

Dad has expectations for Chen Lao, and all he can expect is that after his condition is stable, he can introduce some 'local tyrant customers' through his connections.

Rich people pay attention to maintenance, and every year Uncle Zhang comes over to talk about the situation in the south, and he can envy his dead father.

A pair of recuperation prescriptions, Cordyceps, deer antler, seahorse and other precious medicinal materials are casually on, and a course of treatment is prescribed for 40,000 or 50,000 yuan.

Waiting for Dr. Zhou to tell him about the origin of the old man, the Southern Buddha, wearing LV, the same style as Mr. Huo in a wheelchair.

Daddy almost stood still......

Night.

Grandpa read the book and saw it very late.

Again, Chinese medicine treats cancer, it cannot be regarded as cancer, supperus is a general term for swollen lesions in the nasal cavity, and the right medicine is studied from this aspect.

It's a process of groping your way forward.

For Grandpa, this is a rare opportunity.

Grandpa handled no more than 30 cancer patients, and most of them were terminally ill, which is in response to the sentence 'Western medicine allows you to find Chinese medicine, and dead horses are treated as live horse doctors'.

In the later stages of cancer, cancer cells invade many organs, almost one change a day, and the body has lost its basic immunity after undergoing radiotherapy and chemotherapy, unable to support drug stimulation, and even has a tolerance to many drugs, which cannot play its due role.

What does this do with TCM?

Chen Lao's situation is a good case of experience accumulation, nasopharyngeal cancer is in the second stage, his condition is stable, and he has a history of taking traditional Chinese medicine.

……

Following.

The next day, the free clinic continued.

Compared with the first day of free clinics, the number of people queuing up for free clinics today has decreased significantly.

After all, it is a fixed-point free clinic, and the crowd facing it is only the surrounding residents, and there is no need to continue to see those who have seen it, and the number of people will decrease with the process.

In the whole morning, only 65 people were consulted.

It was noon.

The people from the Chinese medicine hospital came to deliver the food, and the father actually ran over.

Grandpa frowned slightly: "If you don't stay at your own point, what are you doing here?"

Dad said with a haha: "There are few people over there, and the number of people has decreased significantly today, so I'm not busy at all, so I'm thinking about it and coming over to see what's going on here." ”

"What's there to see?" Grandpa snorted coldly, how could he not see Zhou Congshu's careful thoughts.

It's nothing more than that I heard about Mr. Chen's situation yesterday, and I plan to come over today to join in the fun.

"After eating, I will go back, and if I say that I will have a free clinic, I will take it seriously, and stand on every shift. ”

Regarding Chen Lao's matter, Zhou Shouming didn't want his son to mix.

Grandpa spoke, and his father didn't have a temper, he didn't have the courage to fight with his old father now, and after eating, he deliberately rubbed for a long time, and no one came, so he could only drive in the car and slip away.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

The mahjong friends who came with Chen Lao yesterday set up a mahjong stall under the grove.

The ready-made chess table was covered with soft cushions and rubbed, but Chen Lao was the only one in the crowd.

Zhou Yi didn't pay attention at first, but when he noticed that his grandfather's eyes glanced at him from time to time, he suddenly realized the problem: "Grandpa, why don't I ask?"

Zhou Shouming didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Grandpa attached great importance to Chen's case, even if he didn't want to show his eagerness, but as a grandson, Zhou Sheng understood Grandpa's mental activity, so he got up and walked over......

Several old people smiled when they saw Zhou Zhou coming over, and asked without waiting for him to speak, "Looking for Lao Chen?" ”

Zhou Zhou didn't say anything about the appointment yesterday, but said, "Doesn't Old Chen come often?"

"It's a lot, sometimes three days in a row, sometimes every other day, maybe, we're all here to make up the game, no phone, if you have a phone, I can help you ask, you are also warm-hearted......"

After chatting a little, Zhou Zhou returned in vain, and comforted his grandfather: "Maybe there is something temporary, wait a minute, didn't you say it very well yesterday!"

"Hehe, it's okay, he has to be trustworthy, and he will come naturally. ”

Time passes by the second.

Seeing that the day's free clinic was coming to an end, and Chen Lao had not yet appeared, even Zhou Zhou's heart was half cold.

Grandpa was busy late last night, and that was really heartfelt.

I haven't seen my grandfather think so much about it for many years.

Even, Zhou Zhou had a bad premonition in his heart, Chen Lao's condition was serious, and he was willing to believe his grandfather, but the attitude of his family was two-worded, grandpa asked him to bring his medical records, and Chen Lao was unable to move and must inform his family.

Ask a doctor at a free clinic, and normal people will probably feel unreliable.

And looking at the state of Chen Lao, the family must care for him, and they said that he was dressed up, and he couldn't just have money, and if he didn't put some effort into the old man, he couldn't match the style of the tide master.

In the end, the free clinic ended, but no one showed up, and Zhou Zhou could only continue to be relieved: "Maybe, I'll come over tomorrow." ”

However, grandpa was no longer hopeful, and responded with a wry smile: "Forget it, don't comfort grandpa, after all, they are not acquaintances, nor are they locals, they have considerations at home, and they should have suspicions." ”

Evening.

The free clinics gathered in front of the Zhoujia clinic as usual.

The director of the medical department said: "The number of people has dropped significantly today, and the total number of points has only reached two-thirds of yesterday's, this scale is not enough, the hospital means, tomorrow contact the retired workers of several state-owned factories around to come over to participate in the free clinic, and everyone will work hard for the last ......day."

"Old Zhou, this matter was also suddenly decided by the hospital, do you think there is no problem on your side?"

"It's okay, it's up to you. ”

After a short period of communication, they broke up.

Tomorrow, in addition to the retired workers of the factory coming to the free clinic, the traditional Chinese medicine hospital will also call reporters to come over to take pictures to repay, the basic means of publicity, maybe you can mix a minute and a half of footage in the evening news of the provincial station.

Zhou Congshu obviously found that the old father's mood was not high, and he had relevant associations, and pulled his son and said, "Didn't anyone come?"

"Hmm. Zhou Yi nodded, "Don't ask more when you go back, grandpa was looking forward to this, but now he feels uncomfortable." ”

"Hey, I said, how old is the person, and you still release pigeons? What kind of person, okay, I'll take your grandfather to drink two cups, it doesn't matter, people love to come or not, our family doesn't lack a sick number for him." ”

Is Zhou Congshu open-minded? Maybe.

But there is definitely the mood of not being able to eat grapes and shouting sour.

In the evening, the father, son, grandfather and grandson all drank some wine, traditional red wine, with a sweet taste, and did not drink much to drink, and the old man's mood finally came back.

After drinking, he commanded Zhou Yi to put away yesterday's books again.

There are no special gains or losses.

The last day of the free clinic.

The scene was grand.

Banners were put up at various points, and early in the morning the retired workers of several state-owned factories were organized to come over, and many people's residences were still some distance from here, purely to make gimmicks.

Yesterday's free clinic results were 137 people, so that Zhou Yi's experience value reached (927/1000).

And today, just half a morning, the system prompt sounded-

"Class B Body Scan Detection Accessibility Experience Points (1000/1000) detected, do you choose to increase the function level?"

What are you waiting for.

"Level up!"

The upgrade progress bar appears on the operation interface, and the upgrade speed is obviously much slower than the last time.

Zhou Zhou was waiting with expectations, not far from the entrance of the park, a Toyota Alpha was parked, this car he knew, the day before yesterday Chen Lao left this car.

Sure enough.

The door opened, and an electric lifting ramp extended, and without waiting for the caregiver to get out of the car, the old man himself controlled the electric wheelchair and got down.

At the same time, a BMW X6 with red matte paint in the rear braked steadily, and the middle-aged man in the driver's seat pulled the car door, and a Cantonese voice that was incompatible with the morning garden of a street in Qinzhong sounded: "Abba, Abba, wait a minute, oops...... I don't even want to talk......"

Chen Lao didn't pay attention to it at all, didn't look back, and walked forward alone in a puff.

The old man who watched the gate in the park didn't understand what the middle-aged man shouted anyway, and he didn't need to understand. Flicking the red armband on his arm, he pointed to the sign of 'No Parking in the Fire Escape', and shouted in a neat Qinzhong dialect: "Hey, the baby doesn't know how to read! The car is parked farther away, this is not allowed to stop, stop the fog, hurry up, or you will be fined two hundred." ”