Chapter 55: Death with Regret

Is telephone diagnosis reliable? I can't say clearly, I said earlier that Chinese medicine is not responsible for the pulse, not the real Chinese medicine, but this time the situation is very special, on the one hand, it is too far away and very urgent, there is no time to diagnose and prescribe in person, on the other hand, this old man is a tumor patient, after a variety of treatments, the cancer has been deeply metastasized, belonging to the situation that yin and yang qi are exhausted, and severe heart failure has appeared. Therefore, Zhou Quanlin thought twice and decided to dictate the prescription over the phone to solve the urgent need.

Although it is risky, but it is worth it, there is more than ninety percent certainty to save the life of the old man, the old revolution, nine deaths, this time if the exceptional heart-saving soup can save his life, it is also the creation of the old man!

"Hello, is this Dr. Zhou? I am Qi Jingfang's son, and Minister Xu Zhiqian asked me to call you and say that you have a good way to save my mother. ”

"Hello, hello. What is the current situation of the old man Qi Jingfang? ”

"My mother had heart failure, the hospital let us prepare for the future, Minister Xu said that there is a glimmer of life or rescue, can not wait, so I called you this is also the meaning, please give a prescription, we do not seek a cure, but still hope that my old mother will live a few more days, let us do more filial piety, my mother is also very nostalgic for the world, good days have not been enough."

As he spoke, the sobbing voice of Jingfang's old man's son came from the phone.

"Okay, don't worry, when it comes to this, because I haven't seen your mother, so I'm not completely sure, but the situation is so urgent, I'll come out with a side, according to the old man's current situation, eight out of ten are right, this recipe is an exceptional heart-saving soup, I have also used this prescription for many years, you can use it with confidence."

"Okay, Doctor Zhou, Minister Xu believes in you, we also believe in you, there is nothing to say, thank you very much, you just say the recipe, I will remember."

"100 grams of aconite, 60 grams of dried ginger and boiled licorice, 20 grams of Korean ginseng (fried in addition), 60 grams of mountain corn meat, 30 grams of raw dragon oyster powder, 30 grams of live magnet powder, 0.5 grams of musk (divided into batches) ......"

Zhou Quanlin said very slowly, for fear of revealing any details, the son of the old man Jingfang must be fifty or sixty years old, and he remembered it very slowly, and repeated it twice to confirm that the words were written correctly or wrong.

"Doctor Zhou, I wrote it down, how to decoction medicine? Is there a requirement for this? ”

"Of course there is, the old man Jingfang is critically ill, this exceptional heart-saving soup, fry it with boiling water, decoction, take it, if it can't be taken orally, it can be administered by nasogastric feeding, you can feed 1-3 doses day and night, 24 hours a day, no problem."

"Can it really save my mother's illness?"

"Don't worry, I have used this medicine many times, it is a serious case of heart failure, nine out of ten is stable, at least it can alleviate the critical illness of the old man Jingfang, call me at any time if there is any situation, the clinic and at home, there is no problem with consulting me at any time 24 hours a day."

"Okay, thank you very much, Dr. Zhou, I'm sorry that I may consult you at any time, I apologize for the interruption."

"Don't say it so politely, the old man Jingfang has made great contributions to the revolution, as a junior can do something for her, I will be very comforted, you really don't have to be polite, keep in touch at any time, you must tell me if there is any situation, okay, you hurry up and grab the medicine and decoction!"

Put down the phone, Zhou Quanlin still can't be calm, such an old revolutionary has just lived a good life, he has become ill from hard work, he is seriously ill, and he can't keep his physical and mental health, there are really too many regrets!

Although he was nervous, Zhou Quanlin was still busy with work every day, and after three days, he finally called again.

"Hello, Doctor Zhou, I am Qi Jingfang's son, my name is Wang Jianlin, and I have good news for you."

"Hello, what's the good news, is there any improvement for the old man Jingfang."

"Yes, it's really as you said, my old mother's heart failure is lifted, she can get out of bed, and it's no problem to go to the bathroom by herself. My old mother said that when this illness is cured, let me take her to thank you in person! ”

"Really, no thanks, if the old man wants to see me, I can go to see the old man Jingfang in person, and I don't have to bother her to come from afar."

"Doctor Zhou, you are really a great doctor! Admired. ”

Putting down the phone, Zhou Quanlin's heart was warm, this is really exciting news for several days, the old man Jingfang is over 80 years old, and a few doses of exceptional heart-saving soup saved her from the line of death, this can not but be said to be a miracle, two thousand years of clinical practice, how many miracles have appeared in this world, there is no completely accurate record, but I have to say how amazing the creativity of ancient doctors is.

One day, three months later, Lin Jiashan called, and his tone was heavy.

"Hello, it's Uncle Lin, what's wrong?"

"Jeonlin, I've got some bad news for you."

"Uncle Lin, don't fight, speak slowly."

"Quan Lin, the old man Jingfang has passed away."

"What? How is this possible, Wang Jianlin called me last month and said that the old man Jingfang can walk around outside, and his complexion is good, and he said that he wants to come and see me! ”

"Yes, this month the old man Jingfang went to the hospital to review the condition of the tumor, the hospital said that the old man's physical indicators are very good, and he can do chemotherapy again, the old man listened to the hospital say so, and he thought that the indicators were good, and he could stay away from the trouble of cancer, so he did chemotherapy, but the old man Jingfang left us from then on, and stayed in the hospital for 5 days, and then he left us with a seizure."

"How so?"

"Quan Lin, I really can't understand this chemotherapy thing! You have a few doses of exceptional heart-saving soup, the old man has come back to life, although the cancer has not been removed, but the person is alive; And after a few days of chemotherapy, the cancer did not get rid of it, but the old man died in pain, which can't help but make people sigh and sigh! ”

"Uncle Lin, most of the cancer itself is caused by cold coagulation, chemotherapy can not fundamentally solve the problem of cold coagulation and stasis, but because the drugs used in chemotherapy destroy the balance of the body's yang qi, resulting in the aggravation of the disease, as far as I know, foreign experts and scholars have also recognized this problem, many doctors have not used chemotherapy to treat cancer, and our doctors have no better way."

"The death of the old man is certainly regrettable, but I am very interested, how can your exceptional heart-saving soup be so magical." Lin Jiashang was full of curiosity about Zhou Quanlin's exceptional heart-saving soup.

"Uncle Lin, this exceptional heart-saving soup is born from the "Treatise on Typhoid Fever", this medical book has the records of the four reverse soup formulas, the four reverse soup derivative formulas, and the re-soup, the four reverse soup is the main heart tonic used in traditional Chinese medicine, and the clinical application has been recorded for more than 1,700 years, treating heart failure, and the curative effect is outstanding. My exceptional heart-saving soup is the result of integration. ”

"And what's the secret?"

Zhou Quanlin pondered for a while and said, "The key is the dose."