"Next, it's going to be the game that will decide the winner!"

Zhang Fuen's face was serious, and he glanced at Ding Keke.

Ding Keke quickly left the consultation room and brought a middle-aged man about fifty or sixty years old into the ward.

The middle-aged man was skinny, with a yellow face and thin muscles, and he coughed incessantly as soon as he entered the room.

"Who's going to be treated first?"

Director Tang realized that this was a tiebreaker, and asked with a somewhat serious face.

Xu Xiangbei shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "Whatever." As he spoke, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his bosom and took one out of his mouth and put it in his mouth.

"No smoking in the clinic!"

Ding Keke crossed his waist and snorted with a pretty face.

Zhang Fuen and Zhang Xuesong all frowned and looked at Xu Xiangbei.

"Gotta get it, I'll go out and smoke it. ”

Xu Xiangbei stretched lazily and walked out of the consultation room gracefully.

"No smoking in the hallways!"

Ding Keke followed Xu Xiangbei out of the consultation room like a fart, and didn't stop until he walked to the toilet at the end of the corridor.

"Hehe, I can't control people's shit and fart, I'm going to go in now to make it easier. If you're not afraid of gossip, come in with me. ”

Xu Xiangbei swaggered and lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and staggered into the men's bathroom.

Let Ding Keke enter the men's toilet with Xu Xiangbei?

If someone sees this, they may think that these two people are doing in the toilet.

"Stinky rascal!"

Ding Keke rolled his eyes angrily, stomped his feet, and reluctantly turned around and returned to the consultation room.

"This guy probably knew that he was going to lose, so he found an excuse to slip away. Hehe, even if he is a kid, he knows how to retreat. ”

Tang Hao sneered, looking like he was winning.

"Okay, since that's the case, my son will come to the treatment first. ”

Director Tang moved the chair to Tang Hao's side, clearly posing to pull him along.

In this regard, Zhang Fuen and Zhang Xuesong have no objections.

"Excuse me, are you Director Tang?"

The middle-aged man looked at Director Tang, who was dressed in a white coat and had a fat figure, with an expectant expression.

"I am. ”

Director Tang's face was overjoyed, and he deliberately raised his voice: "Are you a patient who came here?"

The middle-aged man nodded again and again, and said with a sad expression: "I have chronic emphysema, and Director Wang of the Department of Respiratory Medicine said that I am in the advanced stage of emphysema, which has affected the heart, and I can only live for one to two years at most." Moreover, he said that emphysema is irreversible, and Western medicine can only help maintain recuperation, and there is no way, so he will let you see. ”

"Show me your footage and medical records. ”

Tang Hao said.

The middle-aged man quickly handed the finished film and medical records to Tang Hao.

Tang Hao and Director Tang all carefully observed the film and medical records.

"This patient is indeed in the advanced stage of emphysema, and his heart is also very poor, and it is almost impossible to cure it. ”

Director Tang furrowed his brows and muttered: "Although we Chinese medicine pay attention to health preservation, your physical foundation is too poor, the only thing we can do is to use diet therapy and medicine to nourish your body as much as possible, so that you can live a few more days." ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he sighed in frustration, and two lines of muddy tears flowed.

"Dad, what do you think of my recipe?"

Tang Hao hesitantly wrote out the prescription on the paper and handed it to Director Tang to read.

Director Tang took the prescription, took the pen and made a few changes on the paper, and then said, "The prescription we prescribe to you is called Sanzi Yangqin Tang Jiawei. Use 5 slices of ginseng, 20 dried longans, 5 dried kumquats, put down 1 bowl and a half of water in the pot, fry slowly with a simmer, and take it 5 minutes after rolling, its effect is magical. In addition, I will prescribe another prescription for you to help treat your asthma and adjuvant treatment. ”

Zhang Fuen and Zhang Xuesong nodded secretly when they listened.

"Director Tang, can this recipe allow me to live a few more years?"

The middle-aged man looked at Director Tang with blank eyes.

Director Tang frowned and said, "I'm not sure about this, but generally speaking, if you have a good physique, you can live for two or three more years." ”

"Okay, great, my son just got married this year, and I'll be satisfied if I can hold my eldest grandson. ”

The middle-aged man sighed, a bitter smile on his face.

"Uncle, you are so young, what kind of illness do you have, and you actually say such depressing words. Come, let me see, lest I be delayed by these quacks. ”

Xu Xiangbei finished smoking, swaggered into the consultation room, and immediately interjected when he heard the conversation.

Tang Hao quickly put the film and medical records into the drawer, and then looked at Xu Xiangbei indifferently and said, "Xu Xiangbei, I have already given a treatment plan, and it will be your turn next." ”

Xu Xiangbei nodded and smiled, and stretched out his hand to diagnose the middle-aged man's pulse.

"You...... You're also a doctor?"

The middle-aged man shrank his hand and looked at Xu Xiangbei suspiciously.

Xu Xiangbei is young, he looks like he is in his early twenties, where does he look like a doctor?

"I'm a miracle doctor. ”

Xu Xiangbei nodded and smiled, stretched out his hand and was about to put it on the middle-aged man's wrist, when he was about to start his hand, he suddenly said in shock: "Oh no, I forgot to wash my hands when I went to the toilet." ”

Well?

The middle-aged patient, Ding Keke, Tang Hao and others were all stunned in place, looking at Xu Xiangbei with the eyes of an idiot.

"Director Tang, you give me the prescription, and I'll go get the medicine. The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to pick up the prescription and slip away, he didn't want to accompany Xu Xiangbei to delay time.

"Uncle, don't worry. I wiped my ass with my right hand, and now I can take your pulse with my left hand. ”

Xu Xiangbei is a serious way.

The middle-aged patient snorted coldly, stood up and was about to leave.

"Uncle, I see that your Yin Tang is black, your face is blue, your lips are dark, and you can't breathe well, you must have a heart and lung disease, right? ”

Xu Xiangbei saw that the patient was leaving, and immediately spoke.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged patient was slightly stunned, stopped, turned his head and looked at Xu Xiangbei curiously, with some hesitation in his eyes: "Young man, you are Director Tang's assistant, right? Director Tang has already seen me and prescribed a prescription for me, so you don't have to waste time, right?"

"Hehe, how can they be compared to me?"

Xu Xiangbei sneered and beckoned the middle-aged patient to sit down, "Don't worry, although I forgot to wash my hands when I went to the toilet, I can use the method of diagnosing the pulse with a suspensory wire to treat you." ”

As he spoke, he quickly reached out and directly ripped off the hairband on Ding Keke's head.

"What are you doing?"

Ding Keke's hair fell out, and she looked more and more innocent and lovely, but at this time, she was so angry that she jumped to her feet, and reached out and pinched Xu Xiangbei's arm fiercely.

"It hurts, murdering my husband!"

Xu Xiangbei shouted exaggeratedly.

Ding Keke blushed and let go of his hand embarrassedly.

"You just have to tie it around your wrist. ”

Xu Xiangbei handed one end of the headband to the middle-aged man.

Well?

Pulse diagnosis?

Suddenly, Tang Hao, Director Tang, Zhang Fuen and others all widened their eyes and looked at Xu Xiangbei's movements curiously.