Chapter 247: A Filial Son Should Not Despair

Haoxue smiled and didn't say anything, looking at the diagnosis was originally Bian Que's strength, not to mention that the person's cervical spondylosis just now was so serious.

Taobao has become a hot mess in recent years, standing outside the circle, only to see the 11-digit sales data when the chopping hand festival comes. In fact, practitioners in every industry will complain about their hard work, the money they earn from selling cabbage, and their hearts from selling white powder......

Only when you really put yourself into it, will you find that it is not easy to do anything. Behind the 360 lines of the champion, there are 360 lines to be fine and strong, and they all need sweat to water.

Just like the Taobao shopkeeper just now, Haoxue can see that he has lasted at least three years, facing the computer for more than ten hours a day, and once the accumulated disease root is fully outbreaked, I am afraid it will not be a minor disease.

The previous one was dislocated, plus this stiff neck, of course, there were many patients who were still queuing up to inquire about the situation when they went out, and they all came here, and many people didn't know enough about this famous old Chinese medicine doctor.

As a result, through the mouths of these two people, Haoxue gradually became famous.

Everyone knows that now in the TCM outpatient clinic of the Second Hospital, there is not only an old miracle doctor, but also a small miracle doctor, and I heard that the means are also quite clever!

The crowd is excited!

Everyone comes to see the doctor, and being able to get two doctors at the same time is equivalent to a small consultation, of course, there are only benefits.

So, the news spread, and the long queue continued to extend, and it was even from the stairwell on the third floor to the second floor.

Some people's expressions were more embarrassed, and they just sneered at the pair of men and women who were suspected of cutting in line, and all kinds of moral suppression. I didn't expect ...... He's a doctor!

"Doctor, save my dad!"

Here comes an excitement. As soon as he entered the door, he threw himself in front of Liu Jinchen's desk, and his voice dragged on with crying. He almost knelt down.

Haoxue's eyes were focused on an old man following behind him.

His face was sallow, his body was thin, his eyes were blank, and his expression was painful but seemed to have begun to become numb......

This disease is not light!

Haoxue quickly had a preliminary diagnosis, and looking at this state, I am afraid that it is an incurable disease.

Without Liu Jinchen asking, the middle-aged man eagerly said about his condition: "My father's stomach cancer was diagnosed three months ago, and it is in an advanced stage. I have undergone surgery, chemotherapy, and all kinds of medicines, but after the examination, the cancer cells have spread again, and we ...... It's really desperate! I heard that Dr. Liu is here to rejuvenate, please save my dad! ”

Liu Jinchen sighed slightly. Looking at Haoxue, the latter also happened to cast his gaze, and the two smiled bitterly at each other again.

This is another dilemma faced by Chinese medicine.

When modern people have illness, the vast majority of people's first choice is Western medicine, and most of them are cured after the one-stop service of the hospital.

Although a lot of money is spent in this process, and there may be some crimes, as long as the disease is cured, everyone will only complain at most.

But. The so-called medicine does not die of disease, and Buddha is destined to be a person.

There are always some diseases that modern medicine has developed to this day and is still helpless.

The most terrible killer, almost the death notice, is cancer.

Early cancerous changes in certain organs. It may also be dealt with in time to enhance survivability. However, when stomach cancer reaches an advanced stage, it can basically be considered that most of the feet have stepped into the coffin. No matter what the hospital, they don't dare to pat their chests and say that they can be treated.

And this kind of disease. It was only after the complete desperation of conventional medical treatment that TCM began to be found. Treat Chinese medicine as the last straw.

However, Chinese medicine is also medicine, that is not a fairy!

For cancer, although TCM can also put forward some prescriptions and countermeasures, it cannot always be said that one is better to cure one, mainly depending on the specific situation of the patient, the will to survive and so on.

As a result, after the last life-saving straw was unreliable, many people thought that Chinese medicine didn't care about anything, and the impression was even worse.

For example, if you give a Western doctor 100 questions, and the difficulty coefficient is even, and he answers 80 questions, everyone thinks that the cure rate is 80%.

Then, he couldn't answer these 20 questions, and after several tosses, he finally threw them to Chinese medicine, and Chinese medicine can solve one or two problems at most, and everyone thinks that the cure rate is less than 10%......

But this premise doesn't seem so fair.

Just like this patient now, other medical methods have been tried, and the condition has been delayed to the point where it can no longer deteriorate, so he "came here", hoping that Liu Jinchen can give him a miracle here.

However, miracles are not so easy to happen.

Liu Jinchen looked at the old man's medical records, shook his head and said regretfully: "Stomach cancer is in the advanced stage, and it has been a few months, please forgive me for not being able to do anything." While Ling Zun is still alive, try to make the old man happy and go through the last time! ”

The middle-aged man's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at Liu Jinchen in a daze, as if he had suddenly been drained of his energy.

Eventually...... Is there still no cure......

Suddenly turned around, met the old father's cloudy but seemed to be relieved eyes, and suddenly tears rained down.

It's too late, it's too late!

I regret that I was busy with business, career, and children, but I didn't find out my father's illness for the first time, and when I found out, I was already a group of doctors!

Money, what he has now, but what is the use of more money?

Accompany Dad through the last period? As cruel as it is, it looks like that's all it can be......

"Doctor, for my father...... Prescribe some medicine to relieve the pain. ”

The man's voice was a little weak, but it was not as noisy as Haoxue imagined, but in the calm, revealing a poignant sadness.

This is not difficult, Liu Jinchen sighed again, and soon wrote a prescription for treating the symptoms but not the root cause, these drugs can help patients suppress the pain and improve their spirits, but when the time comes, it is still difficult to escape.

"Thank you."

After the final verdict was announced, the middle-aged man always behaved restrained enough, took the prescription and bowed slightly, held his father's hand, and pushed the door out.

The atmosphere in the room was a little dull, Liu Jinchen, Haoxue, He Wanjun, and Xiaoyun didn't know what to say.

"Alas!"

Xiaoyun interjected, "I've seen this man, and I've been seeking medical treatment recently, it seems that all the hospitals in China have been visited, and I've even been to Mi Country once, but his condition continues to deteriorate." Speaking of which, he is also a very filial son, he doesn't know much about medicine, I heard that he proposed to the hospital at the beginning to transplant his stomach to his father, but ordinary people can't do this! But why does illness only bully good people? ”

This time, Liu Jinchen did not ask Haoxue's opinion.

He had read all the medical documents and X-rays, and the cancer cells were not only in the stomach, but also in the internal organs.

Removing a stomach does not affect survival, but all the internal organs are cancer cells that have spread, does it turn the human body into an empty shell......

This disease, no matter where it is, is a terminal disease. Although this young man named Haoxue has some mysteries, can he really bring the dead back to life?

Illness bullying good people?

Haoxue's expression was a little solemn, and when he heard Xiaoyun talk about the man, he couldn't help but think of Zhao Xin, who had lost a loved one.

Filial sons should not despair, they should not be bullied by damn illnesses, God will always give good people their due rewards.

Now, God may have forgotten to do it, so I'll come! (To be continued......)