After more than an hour, the car arrived at a university family home in the south of Lukang City. The exterior of the staircase is dark red, with a total of six floors, half-new, and the people living in this building are all faculty members of a nearby chemical university.

Chen Yuefeng told her that the patient was a 12-year-old boy, the boy's grandfather was a well-known chemical expert, and his grandson's illness had been more than a year, and not only had it not been cured, but it was getting worse and worse.

So the boy's grandfather asked someone to turn to them for help, this expert group. Seeing that the New Year is coming, the child is still sick, and there is no improvement, so don't think about having a good time this year.

Although it is an expert building, the corridor is not spacious, a young man is leading the way in front, Zhang Xuefeng is carrying a medicine box, following behind Yu Cailan, watching her slowly go up, you have to pay attention at all times, don't let her trip, pregnant women are always careful.

The young man knocked lightly on the door of a house on the fourth floor, and the door quickly opened. A young man with glasses appeared at the door, and when he saw that it was them, he hurriedly said, "Is it a little doctor?" Chen Yuefeng has already explained to them, Yu Cailan is not famous now, and they will no longer look at her for a long time to express suspicion and indifference.

Besides, with the situation of his children, it would be good if someone was willing to visit the door.

There were six or seven adults in the room, except for the old couple and a boy who was dancing, squeezing his eyebrows and sticking out his tongue, the others were all young and middle-aged people.

Yu Cailan greeted the chemical expert surnamed Wei and the couple, and the others just nodded, and then looked at the boy who couldn't stand still for a moment on the ground.

The boy kept squeezing his eyes, sticking out his tongue, and shaking and twisting his arms back and forth. The lower limbs are fine, and the movements are not so much.

When Yu Cailan looked at him, there was a woman in her thirties next to the boy wiping her tears, looking like a withered person, who may have looked very delicate before, but at this time she looked haggard. I guess it's the boy's mother.

Not only this woman, but the others also looked at the boy with sad faces. There is a boy in the family, who twitches back and forth all day long, and someone has to watch him every day, and he doesn't dare to take him out. As long as you go out, others will inevitably point fingers and make irresponsible remarks, and it's no wonder that you can be happy.

looked at him every day and stayed up for such a year. Not everyone can withstand that torture. Yu Cailan could see that the boy's grandfather did not have a good heart. is so old, I always look at my grandson like this, even if I am not sick, it is not strange to have a heart attack.

Zhang Xuefeng put down the medicine box, and Yu Cailan told him: "You help, I want to diagnose Xiaoyu's pulse and help him with it." ”

Hearing her say this, the Wei family immediately stepped forward and helped press the boy Xiaoyu to sit on the edge of the table.

The child's illness is not difficult to diagnose initially, but it is chorea, which is a mental "lost image" and belongs to internal stroke. In this case, keel oyster soup should be used as the basic recipe for convergence, but there are many astringent prescriptions, most of which are based on keel oysters and other medicinal materials.

For example, the dialectic is a sun disease, and it is necessary to consider the oyster soup with cinnamon branch, oyster soup with two plus keel, and so on.

If it is a type of young yang disease after dialectic, it is necessary to take into account the category of oyster soup with chai hu keel, and then add or subtract according to the specific situation of the patient.

What to use, you must do a carpet search for all the symptoms of the child, otherwise it is easy to make mistakes with partial generalizations.

The veins are smooth and greasy, and these alone are not enough. Yu Cailan asked the child and his family: "Is your mouth bitter?"

The child was still twitching, and without answering, the haggard woman said, "Xiao Yu, he said it, and his mouth was bitter. ”

"Mm-hmm" Yu Cailan then asked a few more questions, and he was already able to judge that Xiao Yu was Shaoyang disease. It should be enough to use the oyster soup with the keel of Chai Hu, plus the gall Nanxing, Zhuru and Tianzhu Huang that clear phlegm heat and extinguish wind.

When Yu Cailan was writing prescriptions on the table, he noticed that there was a thick big book on the table, with Wei Siyu written in the lower right corner of the cover, and a maple leaf sticking to the cover, which should be a processed leaf specimen.

Yu Cailan finished writing the prescription and told the expert Wei: "The child's illness can be tried by taking medicine." ”

She didn't tell them that the child's illness was not easy to deal with like other doctors, but just said that they could try. It is impossible for the Wei family not to hear the difference here. So they all think that this female doctor may really not be in vain, she may really be able to cure Xiaoyu's illness.

If so, that's really great. This year, their family members are living with dark clouds above their heads, and they can't help but know the gossip outside. There are even people who say that their family members have done iniquity. That's how the child becomes.

Especially Xiaoyu's mother, she felt that she didn't take good care of the child like this, she was guilty, since the child's illness was diagnosed, her life has become gray, a withered and barren.

And the doctor's tone of voice was like planting a seed of hope in her barren heart, she held back her tears, and looked at Yu Cailan with her eyes, for fear that she would say something that was not optimistic and not good to treat.

However, the other party didn't say anything, but picked up the thick book on the table and asked Xiao Yu gently: "This is yours, can you show me?"

"Ah, give, show you..."Xiao Yu is sick, but he is not stupid, he just can't control the movements of his face and limbs. When others saw him like a monster, he understood. So Yu Cailan talked to him like this, and he was very happy. With trembling hands, he pushed the notebook in front of Yu Cailan.

This is indeed just like Yu Cailan thought, it is a leaf specimen booklet, which was collected and made by the boy before he fell ill.

"Oh, it's ginkgo biloba, it's so beautiful. Yu Cailan saw several large and small ginkgo biloba leaves, which had been processed by this child and kept well in the book. It's a child with a heart.

"Mmmm, it's ginkgo. Xiao Yu was very happy, and he also knew that Yu Cailan did not dislike him, and he turned the pages for Yu Cailan, and Yu Cailan really didn't know what a lot of leaves were, so he explained to her briefly.

Xiaoyu's mother hadn't seen her son so happy for a long, long time, she covered her mouth, and tears flowed down.

"What's this, isn't it, sorrel? Why do you have four leaves? I've heard that four-leaf sorrel represents luck, right?"

The child nodded heavily, although his face was still writhing, making strange movements, but his eyes were shining with joy, and the adults didn't know how much care he put into collecting these things, but this big sister knew.

He took out a four-leaf sorrel and handed it to Yu Cailan, then pointed to the remaining one and said, "This one is mine, this one is yours." As he spoke, he handed the piece in his hand to Yu Cailan.

Yu Cailan saw that he really wanted to give, so he took it: "Thank you so much, I like it very much." ”