The doctor was idle and bored anyway, so he nodded, asked Abbot Mingtong in detail about his condition and medical history, frowned and said, "Master, your disease may not be rheumatism, but like ankylosing spondylitis, and you may need to be hospitalized." Did you bring any money? ”

As soon as they heard this, Abbot Mingtong and Director Sun, as well as the two little monks, were stunned and looked at each other.

The most unlikely doctor to find this random person is Xiao Ying's trust, and the diagnosis made is exactly the same as what Xiao Ying said, that is, ankylosing spondylitis!

Director Sun's eyes rolled and he asked, "What department should I live in if I am hospitalized?" Is it an internal medicine residence? Or orthopedics? ”

Yesterday, Xiao Ying said that the abbot of Mingtong would be admitted to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and Director Sun deliberately said about internal medicine and orthopedics.

The doctor was dumbfounded. - "Your disease is not rheumatism, it is ankylosing spondylitis, and there is a better way to treat this disease with Chinese medicine." If you have enough money, I will immediately go through the hospitalization procedures for you. ”

It's exactly the same as what Xiao Ying said!

Director Sun and several of them were so surprised that their eyes were about to fall out, their tongues stuck out of the elder, and it took a long time to come to their senses, and Director Sun smiled and said, "I'm sorry, we didn't expect to be hospitalized, so we didn't bring any money, thank you doctor." ”

The doctor leaned back in his chair and looked at them and said, "It's very pitiful to see that you are monks, it doesn't matter if you don't have any money, I'll call the inpatient department and ask them to admit you to the TCM department first, and then come back to pay the hospitalization fee." You can't delay this disease, Chinese medicine will definitely be cured, rest assured. ”

"Let's go back and discuss it first, thank you!"

The little monk helped Abbot Mingtong out of the doctor's office and came to the corridor, looking at each other.

The little monk who had always felt that Xiao Ying was deceiving people before was embarrassed to scratch his head, and said to Abbot Mingtong: "Lord Xiao is right, he is really a master. Master, let's go find Him for advice. Previously, Xiao Shizhu said that this ankylosing spondylitis is also a misdiagnosis, and this treatment will delay the condition. ”

Director Sun nodded and said to Abbot Mingtong: "Yes, now it seems that we must be guided by Lord Xiao Shi, and the abbot's illness can be saved, so we can't hesitate." ”

Abbot Mingtong nodded and said, "Okay, go to Lord Xiao Shi and ask him for advice." ”

Helping Abbot Mingtong slowly went downstairs to the parking lot, and after getting in the car, he drove to the train station according to the address on Xiao Ying's business card. After parking the car in the parking lot, he helped Abbot Mingtong to the entrance of the fortune-telling alley, and saw the signboard "Global Intractable Disease Medical Consulting Co., Ltd." hanging on the door by Xiao Ying from a distance

This name is very loud, but the company's façade is a simple room, there is a table inside, the paint is peeling, and there are no customers, Xiao Ying can be seen from a distance wearing retro round sunglasses, wearing yesterday's set of moon-white cardigan Tang suit, shaking a folding fan, holding a book, sitting on a chair to watch, quite a Guan Ye night reading Spring and Autumn Meaning.

When a few of them came to the door, Xiao Ying felt that someone was coming, his eyes lifted from the book, and he saw a few people from the abbot of Mingtong, quickly put down the book, stepped forward and said, "The master is here, please come in." ”

Abbot Mingtong entered the room with the help of the little monk, sat down on the chair with difficulty, and said: "Lord Xiao Shi is really a master, what you said yesterday is all verified today, and if you don't ask for advice from such a master, then the old man is also tired." So today, I specially came to ask Lord Xiao Shi to guide the old man on how to treat this disease? ”

Xiao Ying sat on the creaking chair opposite him, shook the folding fan and said, "Since the abbot trusts me, then I will say it directly." -- The abbot is a monk who sees through life and death, so although many people are taboo about this disease, I still decided to tell you directly, so as not to be self-defeating and delay the treatment. ”

Hearing this, the faces of Director Sun and the others changed, but Abbot Mingtong smiled slightly and said, "If it weren't for such a strict illness, Lord Xiao Shi would not have repeatedly told Lao Wei to obey your instructions yesterday." Just say it, the old man is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

"Master's disease is acute myeloid leukemia, that is, blood cancer."

Cancer?

Upon hearing this, several people were taken aback. Even the face of the abbot of Mingtong changed slightly. Although he saw through life and death, he was still a little mentally unprepared in the face of a terminal illness.

Xiao Ying said: "At present, the tumor treatment of the Second Provincial Hospital is very good, you go immediately and ask the doctor to do a bone marrow aspiration examination to confirm the diagnosis." They will treat them in a targeted manner. I'll write it down on a piece of paper for you, so that you don't get it wrong, remember, you have to do this test by a doctor, and you can be sure. ”

After Xiao Ying took out a pen and paper to write, he handed it to Director Sun and advised: "Hurry up, this illness can't be delayed." ”

The two little monks hurriedly helped the abbot of Mingtong to stand up, and the abbot said: "Thank you to the donor, if the old man can be saved from this disease, the donor will be the boss's life-saving benefactor." ”

The abbot spoke seriously. Go for it! ”

Director Sun hesitated for a moment, and said to Xiao Ying with a smile: "Master Xiao, do you really don't charge money for fortune telling?" ”

"Others will definitely accept it, to the other abbot, I said it was free, and it can be regarded as a good deed of my devotion to the Buddha!"

Abbot Mingtong thanked Xiao Ying and drove to the outpatient clinic of the Oncology Department of the Second Provincial Hospital. The person who received the consultation happened to be Deputy Director Zhang of the Inpatient Department of the Oncology Department, who changed shifts and sat in today.

When he saw a monk wearing a monk's robe coming in, he was slightly surprised, and sat down to inquire about his condition.

Director Sun took out the medical record book and showed it to Director Zhang. After reading it, Director Zhang asked Abbot Mingtong about his condition and said, "The internal medicine diagnosis is ankylosing spondylitis, which makes sense. Otherwise, you should stay in the TCM department and treat this disease first. ”

Abbot Mingtong shook his head and said, "Lao Gao's disease is leukemia, I hope the doctor can give me a check." ”

"Leukemia?" Director Zhang smiled and said patiently, "Who sued you for leukemia?" ”

"It's a fortune teller, he calculates accurately, his surname is Xiao." Abbot Mingtong took out the note written by Xiao Ying and handed it to Director Zhang, "This is the condition he calculated for me, ask the doctor to do an examination, and the name of the examination is written on the paper." ”

Director Zhang smiled dumbly: "The fortune teller calculated leukemia for you?" If fortune tellers can calculate illness, then what do we doctors need to do......? Belch...... What was the surname of this fortune teller? ”

"The surname is Xiao!"

Director Zhang's heart moved, and he remembered that the patient named Zhuo Daqi in his hand not long ago was misdiagnosed as pancreatic head cancer, but in fact it was only a duodenal perforation, and he had internal bleeding, if it was not found in time, then the patient would have died of hemorrhagic shock. At that time, the patient's family also took a note, saying that it was written by a fortune teller, could it be the same person?

He hurriedly took the note from Abbot Mingtong's hand, looked at it carefully, and it read, "Please give Abbot Mingtong a routine blood test, and you will find that the white blood cell count is abnormally high, and naïve cells can be found." A spinal puncture can confirm the diagnosis of acute myeloid leukemia. ”

This examination is indeed a means to confirm the diagnosis of leukemia, Director Zhang quickly took out his wallet and took out a note from the mezzanine. This is exactly the one Xiao Ying wrote last time. He kept this note with him, just to take this misdiagnosis as a wake-up call to improve his medical skills. Now it's time to do a comparative test,

He put the two notes together and looked closely. Sure enough, the handwriting is very similar, and it should have been written by the same person.

Director Zhang was stunned for a moment and asked Abbot Mingtong, "Where is this fortune teller?" ”

"At the mouth of the fortune-telling street in the railway station square, I set up a disease medical consulting company, and I have his business card." Abbot Mingtong took out the business card given by Xiao Ying and handed it to Director Zhang.

Director Zhang read it, gave it back to Abbot Mingtong, and said after a while: "Since this is the case, then I will do a blood routine for you." ”

The results of the blood routine came out quickly. Seeing this result, Director Zhang's eyes widened. Because the blood routine showed that the white blood cell count of the abbot of Mingtong was abnormally high, and naïve cells were detected, it was suggested that it might be leukemia.

Director Zhang's face was ugly, he didn't suspect that the patient was leukemia before, but now he found that he was making a fool of himself, and it was this fortune teller who gave him guidance. For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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