This is really strange, if it weren't for the fact that there were more than one of these test results, Zhou Yi thought that there was something wrong with the inspectors, and carefully looked at the test results again, and came to the conclusion that the old man was very healthy, and his physical function was equivalent to that of a person in his fifties. And in fact, the old man is already in his seventies.

"Quirky...... It seems that the pulse is about to be lowered, and with my medical skills, I should be able to find out the real source of the disease. Zhou Yi glanced at Huo Shuangqing, who was carefully observing the old man, and sneered slightly in his heart, let these 'experts' work for a while, and only made a move at the critical moment, so that Dr. Zhou was clever, didn't he?

"Old man, how are you feeling now?" Huo Shuangqing bent down slightly and asked Zhao's mother with concern.

"It's just that I feel flustered and uncomfortable, and it's the same when I lie in bed......"

"Hmm. Did you feel this kind of feeling after being kidnapped?" This question has actually been asked many times by doctors, but Huo Shuangqing, who has always been rigorous, still has to confirm it again.

"Not really. In fact...... In fact, it has been many years, but it has not been so serious, and I have seen it with a doctor, and they all say that it is not a disease. Didn't expect ......"

The old woman glanced at Huo Shuangqing: "Director Huo, I have also heard your name, if you cure me, my son will pay as much as he wants." ”

"Yes, Director Huo, I, Zhao Xuechu, will never treat my friends badly, let alone cure my mother's benefactor, you can offer a price for as much money as you need. "A businessman is a businessman, and his mouth is money.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhao can pay the hospitalization fee and medical fee according to the regulations, I have received a salary, and I will not ask for your benefits again. Huo Shuangqing sneered slightly, and followed Zhao Xuechu with a nail that was neither soft nor hard; in her opinion, Zhao Xuechu's words were simply an insult to the doctor.

When Zhou Yi heard this, he couldn't help it, and he sneered: "Cure the disease and save people." Of course, the more the reward, the better, and this is to make money by one's own ability, so what's the embarrassment? Do people want to be grateful, and they still don't have a cold face to be a saint? Director Huo, if you want to be a saint, doesn't the hospital still have to generate income?"

Liu Shangwen frowned, but he didn't stop Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi's words were too worldly, and he opposed Huo Shuangqing in person, which was also very inappropriate, but he was right. He, the dean's first consideration, is to generate income, and he has long had contradictions with several directors on this issue, and it is irreconcilable; Zhou Yi simply said what he wanted.

"Huh?" Several directors frowned and looked at Zhou Yi, Hua Wenfeng said sharply: "Zhou Yi, what do you want to do? Director Huo is diagnosing the patient, what are you interjecting? Are there any rules!"

Zhao Xuechu raised his eyes to look at Zhou Yi, waved his hand and said, "This is Director Hua, right? I heard that a Xiao Zhou from Hezhou Hospital pointed out Director Hua's diagnosis error and treated the patient on the spot. Could it be this Dr. Zhou Yi?"

"I" Hua Wenfeng's old face flushed, and he really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Sure enough, it's Dr. Zhou? I wonder what Dr. Zhou thinks about my mother's illness? ”

Zhao Xuechu's eyes lit up, if it weren't for the old man's reluctance to leave his hometown, he would have sent his mother to Kyoto, the magic capital and even abroad for treatment; are helpless against their mother's strange illness, and now they see the famous Huo Shuangqing is nothing more than that, but it is this recent famous and mixed opinion of Dr. Zhou that has raised some hope.

What is the meaning of reality and asking for money for death? In Zhao Xuechu's view, only those who really have the ability dare to open their eyes. A noble and arrogant gentleman is good, but you have to be able to cure the disease? Otherwise, no matter how good your virtue is, it will be a waste in his eyes.

"Hey, hey. Don't worry, don't worry, I always want to make Mr. Zhao's money, but let's wait for Director Huo to read it, don't you have a first-come-first-arrived first-to-come first-to-go-first-to-come?"

Huo Shuangqing was a little excited, and even excitedly didn't hear Zhou Yi's slightly provocative and disrespectful words.

For a big director like her, she is already high in the hospital, and her pursuit of money is very weak. The only thing that can make her feel is fame, which refers to the reputation of the medical profession, and in order to improve her reputation in the circle, you must look for valuable cases, strange diseases, and even the more bizarre the better.

Zhao's mother's condition is very strange, with a mitral valve face, but there is no rheumatic heart disease, and there is no manifestation of mitral valve stenosis, but she has atrial fibrillation of unknown cause. The most strange thing is that all the examinations are normal, Huo Shuangqing has never encountered such a case, maybe it is the first case in the country!

Thinking of this, Huo Shuangqing has a bit of a desire to switch from sinus rhythm to atrial fibrillation, what does this mean? It means that if she overcomes this case, she will probably be among the first-class cardiology experts in China from now on, and enjoying the State Council allowance means industry status and identity rights!

But the ideal is good, but the reality is often crueler than the ideal, to have a reputation, you have to have this ability? Huo Shuangqing pretends to have extraordinary medical skills, and has always been above the top, except for the senior teachers in the door, he has never served anyone, but he didn't feel that an hour had passed, and he was still at a loss about the old man's condition, and finally had to look at Zhao Xuechu: "Mr. Zhao, can you give me some time, we still need to further observe the patient, do enough discussion and research work"

Zhao Xuechu sneered slightly: "Discussion, research, I think it's better to forget it, I've heard too many words like this, in fact, it's just an excuse that I can't come up with a treatment plan." I can't imagine that the famous Director Huo is just like this? Doctor Xiao Zhou, what do you say?"

"Let me give the patient a pulse, whether it can be cured or not, give you the answer directly. ”

Zhou Yi was not polite, let alone saved face for the director of the experts.

Liu Shangwen sighed secretly when he heard it, this kid took all his words as the wind in his ears......

"Zhou Yi, what do you mean by this?" Huo Shuangqing was furious. No matter how she said it, she was also from Shennongmen, and she was naturally proficient in this vein. In her opinion, the so-called pulse is nothing more than checking the pulse shape and pulse to get a general understanding of the patient's physical condition. Now even advanced equipment can't find out the cause of the patient's atrial fibrillation, so what's the use of you just taking a pulse? Isn't this nonsense?

In her opinion, Zhou Yi, a young man, is too good at getting into trouble, and it is understandable that young people want to be in the limelight, but it is too hasty and unprofessional to promise to patients that they can give answers by taking a pulse.

"If it works, won't I? I still want you to be a hairy boy to pick up the missing and fill in the gaps? Don't waste everyone's time!" Huo Shuangqing has always suppressed his anger, and now they all burst out: "Zhou Yi, pay attention to your identity, you are just a doctor who has just turned regular!" This was said to Zhou Yi, and it was also said to Zhao Xuechu.

"Hairy boy?" Zhou Yi smiled: "Director Huo, I'm sorry." My technique is a little different from yours, it is the technique of ancient Chinese medicine. Hehe, since it's all for the patients, let me come. ”

Several doctors and nurses who were watching and studying all glanced at Zhou Yi in surprise. Cow, what a cow. It is worthy of being a great figure who caused a sensation in half of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital on the first day of consultation, how dare you talk to Director Huo like this? You are the inheritance of ancient Chinese medicine, what is Director Huo from Shennongmen? It is too arrogant

"You!" Huo Shuangqing never expected that Zhou Yi would dare to contradict himself in public this week. The whole body trembled, but he heard Zhao Xuechu say: "Director Huo, let Doctor Xiao Zhou try it." I've heard of his reputation and I'd love to see what the so-called 'ancient Chinese medicine' is all about. ”

"Mr. Zhao, what are you" The patient's family spoke, and it was Zhao Xuechu, a celebrity in Henan Province, what else could Huo Shuangqing say? And Liu Shangwen didn't speak, obviously acquiescing to Zhou Yi's 'nonsense', Huo Shuangqing was angry, and he didn't bother to care, anyway, this kid couldn't cure the patient, and when he failed, it was not too late to settle the old account.

"Old man, don't be nervous, just lie down and relax. Zhou Yi smiled, stretched out his thumb and index finger, and put on the vein of the old lady's right wrist, and before she knew it, a wisp of inner family qi had quietly swirled around her body, and then disappeared near her heart.

"This is also called taking a pulse?" Several directors looked at each other, it was really the first time to see a pulse with only two fingers? Huo Shuangqing frowned, and was about to ask Zhou Yi to stop messing around, when he inadvertently swept the patient's face, and was suddenly dumbfounded.

Although the patient's face was still a little pale blue-gray, the painful look between his eyebrows had clearly eased a lot, revealing a relieved expression.

"What the hell is going on?"

Huo Shuangqing pushed her glasses and hurriedly looked at the monitor connected to the patient.

"The heartbeat is one hundred and fifteen beats per minute!" Soon after Zhou Yi's finger caught the patient's wrist pulse, the patient's heartbeat as high as one hundred and thirty or forty beats per minute due to atrial fibrillation actually returned to about one hundred and fifteen beats! Although this is still higher than that of ordinary people, and it has not reverted to the sinus rhythm of a normal person, it can already make the old man much more comfortable.

"Is the so-called 'one designated god' in ancient Chinese medicine really existing, not just a legend?"

Huo Shuangqing set off a huge wave in his heart. Legend has it that miracle doctors of the level of Hua Tuo, Bian Que, and Zhang Zhongjing have the ability to 'designate a god', no matter how painful the patient is, they can immediately calm their minds, alleviate their pain, and even have great confidence in fighting against the disease. However, modern doctors are dismissive of this kind of legend, believing that even if this theory exists, it is because the fame of the miracle doctor is too great that the patient has a strong 'psychological suggestion', which at most belongs to the category of psychology.

But Zhou Yi's performance and the patient's reaction made Huo Shuangqing doubt his persistence all along, is the legend true? Otherwise, how can the patient's heartbeat suddenly slow down? (To be continued......