Chapter 1914: Qixiang

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Yang Bo smiled and nodded, "I understand a little bit, Uncle Wang, let me help you take a look!"

Although Wang Shangkun was suspicious, seeing that Yang Bo was kind, he could only smile and nod his head.

Yang Bo stepped forward and helped Wang Shangkun take the pulse.

In fact, Yang Bo only needs to look with his eyes to see Wang Shangkun's condition, but he knows very well that if this is the case, it will be too shocking, he doesn't want to behave like this, fortunately, he still has some understanding of Chinese medicine, but he is not even inaccurate about the pulse.

While Yang Bo checked his pulse, the brilliance flashed in front of him, and Wang Shangkun's heart was clearly displayed in front of his eyes, blood flow, mainly relying on the beating of the heart, forming pressure and conducting blood.

Yang Bo could clearly see that there was a dark shadow in Wang Shangkun's left atrium, and after a closer look, Yang Bo found that it was a tumor.

After reading it, Yang Bo gently closed his eyes, pretending to think, and he looked up, "The heart beats smoothly and powerfully, but sometimes there are flow defects intermittently. โ€

"If what I expected is right, it should be a problem in the atrium, and it is the left atrium, and there is a tumor in the left atrium!"

Wang Shangkun stared at Yang Bo with a slight shock on his face, and he couldn't help but turn to look at Wang Rui.

Wang Rui seemed to understand what his father meant, and he waved his hand and said, "Before I came, I didn't tell him." โ€

Wang Shangkun turned to look at Yang Bo, "I really envy your father, he has such an outstanding son, I won't call you Yibo, let's call you Xiaobo in the future, Xiaobo, do you have a solution?"

Yang Bo nodded, "I have medicinal wine here, you drink it for two days first, and then I will come over to help you massage it, this process will take at least seven days, I just don't know if Uncle Wang has so much time?"

Wang Shangkun hesitated slightly, then responded, and said with a smile: "The plan given to me by the doctor here is to do surgery, but according to them, the success rate of the operation is less than fifty percent, because this tumor is malignant, even if it is removed, there may be residues!"

"Your plan is much simpler than theirs! At least you don't need surgery, which saves me a lot of trouble!"

Yang Bo nodded, he knew very well that the reason why Wang Shangkun was reluctant to operate was probably not because of the success rate of the operation, but because of the operation itself, it may only take a few hours to do a heart surgery, but it will take a long time to recover.

Wang Shangkun is now in an important position, shouldering the livelihood of tens of millions of people in a province, it is impossible for him to leave his post for too long, even if it is only for a month, it is not allowed, if you want to have surgery, the only way is to resign from your position, which is simply for Wang Shangkun to take half his life!

Yang Bo has always done things freely, he is not willing to be restrained, and of course he will not take the career path, because for him, this is a fetter, but for Wang Shangkun, this is his life, it is his pursuit, let him give up his career, that is fatal!

Yang Bo took out a small bottle from his arms, the small bottle was only ten centimeters high, shaped like a small vase, and it looked inconspicuous.

Wang Rui thought that this was medicinal wine, so he walked over and stretched out his hand to take it.

Yang Bo waved his hand, he sent a lot of medicinal wine out, but at that time, Hai Lingqing's medicinal effect had not yet fully volatilized, so it didn't matter if he drank it directly, but now that it has been a long time, Hai Lingqing's medicinal effect has completely volatilized, and if he drinks directly, he is looking for death.

"Wang Rui, you go and pour a pot of tea. Yang Bodao.

Wang Rui was stunned for a moment, "Brew tea?

Yang Bo said: "Green tea is fine." โ€

Wang Rui was puzzled, but he still turned around and went out.

Wang Shangkun was also puzzled, but he didn't say much, but instead asked Yang Bo about Old Man Cui's physical condition, whether Yang Bo could cure his illness or not, this favor, he must write it down!

Soon, Wang Rui walked back, carrying a pot of boiled water, there was a tea set in the room, he took out the tea leaves from the cabinet, and brewed them.

A pot of dragon well was sent to Yang Bo, Yang Bo nodded, he pulled out the lid of the medicine bottle in his hand, and the room was suddenly filled with a strong aroma of wine.

Wang Shangkun smelled the aroma of wine, he couldn't help but perk up, he looked at Yang Bo, full of surprise, he is also a person who tests alcohol, he has drunk no less than a thousand kinds of wine, but he has never seen this kind of wine, just a small bottle, it can exude such a strong aroma of wine!

Yang Bo tilted the medicinal wine bottle, poured a drop into the tea kettle, and then closed the lid of the wine bottle.

As Yang Bo put on the lid of the wine bottle, the aroma of the wine in the room seemed to fade a little, but when the wine entered the teapot, the teapot seemed to be boiling, and the spout floated out a hot air, and the fragrance of tea immediately spread throughout the room!

For a time, the aroma of tea and wine in the room was full of wine.

Seeing this situation, Wang Shangkun's gaze at Yang Bo was full of surprise, he really didn't expect that there would be such a thaumaturgy, how did this medicinal wine come out, how could it be?

Wang Rui's face was full of shock, he originally planned to take Yang Bo over to take a look at his father's condition, and he didn't have any expectations at all for the medical skills he said, but seeing this situation, he suddenly ignited hope again, maybe Yang Bo could really cure his father's illness!

Yue Junyao's face was flat, and she seemed to have been accustomed to it for a long time.

Yang Bo pointed to the teapot and said, "Uncle will just finish this pot of tea today." โ€

Wang Shangkun laughed, "If it's all such fragrant tea, even if I drink ten pots a day, I'm happy too!"

Yang Bo was about to speak, but the door suddenly opened, he turned around and looked over, and saw the doctor walking in with the nurse, and the doctor came to check the ward.

However, as soon as the doctor took a few steps, he couldn't help but pause, he frowned and looked at Wang Shangkun, his face was a little dissatisfied, but he said politely: "Governor Wang, your condition is relatively serious, you can't drink." โ€

Wang Shangkun smiled, "Just a drop of medicinal wine, pour it into the teapot to relieve the addiction to alcohol." โ€

The doctor was stunned, he stared at Wang Shangkun, "Governor Wang, although I don't drink, don't lie to me, a drop of wine can have such a strong taste?"

After that, the doctor turned to look at Wang Rui, "Wang Gongzi, you brought wine here, this is not to save your father, this is to harm him, do you understand?"

Wang Rui's face was full of embarrassment, he didn't expect that the doctor would suddenly point the finger at him, but the matter has come to this point, and only he is the most suitable to carry this pot!

"Doctor, I'm sorry, I promise, I won't bring wine next time, you can rest assured!" Wang Rui hurriedly said.

The doctor took a look, didn't say much, and started to help Wang Shangkun check it.

After a while, after the doctor's examination, his face was a little serious, "Governor Wang, your condition has been deteriorating, and next, please cooperate with the treatment." "PS: Happy Chinese New Year's Eve, everyone!