There was a nurse-like person in the room, who saw the middle-aged man and Zeng Yi coming in, stood up, and gave up the position in front of the bed.

The middle-aged man walked to the hospital bed, bent over to look at the old man's situation, the look on his face couldn't help but be a little more solemn, he straightened up, beckoned to Zeng Yi, and signaled that Zeng Yi could come forward for diagnosis and treatment.

Zeng Yi walked to the bed, first carefully observed the data on the monitor at the head of the bed, which showed that the vital signs of the old man were still in the normal range, but obviously a little weak, after observing for half a minute, he saw that the numbers were quite stable, and there was no fluctuation, Zeng Yi then retracted his gaze.

At this time, the old man on the hospital bed closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep, but unfortunately, when Zeng Yi had just seen it, the old man's throat made a "hiccup" sound, and then his chest rose and fell a little.

The hiccup made the old man's eyes open, but it was only a thin slit, and through this weak slit, all that could be seen from the old man's bloodshot eyes was haggard. Perhaps this action of opening his eyes was just a reflex caused by hiccups, and the old man quickly closed his eyes again and returned to his previous appearance again.

The middle-aged man sighed lowly, every time he hiccuped, he had to be woken up once, even the iron beaten people couldn't stand such torture, and now this situation has lasted for more than two months, just now his old man did open his eyes, but he was almost so weak and tired that he couldn't see anything.

Zeng Yi was silent in his heart, as his grandfather said, the world can create everything and change everything, but only you can't escape the iron law of life, birth, old age, sickness and death, which is fair to everyone, whether you are powerful or medical like a god, you will eventually be subject to this iron law.

The middle-aged man silently took two steps to the side, so that Zeng Yi could be diagnosed and treated at close range.

Zeng Yi stepped forward and leaned over, and took a closer look at the old man's complexion, the long-term illness and torture made the old man's complexion very poor, and it could be said that he was extremely weak.

The nurse next to him brought a chair for the middle-aged man at this time, and the middle-aged man was not in the mood to sit, so he raised his hand and motioned to give the chair to Zeng Yi, so the chair went behind Zeng Yi's buttocks.

Zeng Yi was not polite, he sat down as soon as he sank, and then gently pulled the old man's arm out from under the blanket, and put a little cushion under the arm, Zeng Yi reached out and took a pulse, sat there and experienced it carefully.

Looking at Zeng Yi's one-glance movements, the middle-aged man's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and this person checked the color and pulse, but he had a bit of everyone's demeanor, but after all, he was too young, and he didn't know if he couldn't come up with any effective methods. Looking at his expression, the middle-aged man didn't have much hope for Zeng Yi, but he had to let Zeng Yi give him a diagnosis, after all, this was a candidate recommended by Zhai Lao.

You must know that at this life-and-death time, Zhai Lao can still stand up and recommend doctors, and he is also under great pressure, which is a great risk. If it weren't for the old man's heart, who would recommend a doctor at this time, even if Zeng Yi was just a quack, Zhai Lao's love would still be received.

Within a few minutes of Zeng Yi's pulse, the old man hiccups a few more times, each time weakly opening his eyes a slit, and then soon falling into a groggy state again.

Seeing this situation, Zeng Yi's face remained unchanged, but he was a little nervous, obviously, the old man's eyes were just a series of movements caused by hiccups and he was not conscious, this is the most terrifying place, and the situation doesn't look very optimistic.

Thinking so in his heart, Zeng Yi's pulse was a little messy, and he had to straighten the old man's arm again, intending to re-diagnose it. Zeng Yi glanced at his eyes when he withdrew his hand, and suddenly felt that the old man's eyes seemed to open a slit again, Zeng Yi immediately looked up, although the slit was still so narrow, but Zeng Yi was sure that he was not mistaken, the old man did open his eyes, and he turned his eyes and stared in his direction for two seconds, and then closed weakly.

In these short two seconds, Zeng Yi was greatly excited, and the opening of his eyes just now was definitely not caused by hiccups, but the old man noticed that there were outsiders beside his bedside, so he took the initiative to open his eyes.

This action is very slight, if it weren't for Zeng Yi getting closer, coupled with his keen eyes and careful observation, he would almost miss it, but the significance of this action is very important, it shows that the situation is not so serious!

Regaining his composure, Zeng Yi sat there and began to check his pulse, this time, he had no distractions.

The middle-aged man didn't see the slight eye-opening action of the old man, but when he saw Zeng Yi's second pulse, the pimple in the center of his eyebrows bulged even higher.

After diagnosing the pulse, Zeng Yi sat there and pondered for a long time, and out of caution, he checked the pulse on the neck of the old man and the fall on the instep of the old man. There are three parts of the Nine Marquis in traditional Chinese medicine, and Zeng Yi's diagnosis method is the three methods, mainly because Zeng Yi is not allowed to make any mistakes here today, and he must be cautious.

It's just that this pulse diagnosis routine made a pimple in the center of the middle-aged man's eyebrows immediately turn into a deep "Chuan" character.

Ten minutes later, Zeng Yi took his pulse, turned to look at the middle-aged man, and signaled that his diagnosis and treatment had been concluded.

The middle-aged man didn't say anything, and walked towards the outside of the house, Zeng Yi raised his heels behind him.

went out, there were two people standing outside the door, one was Zhai Lao, who had not been seen for many days, and Zhai Lao's face had tiredness that could not be concealed; The other was in his fifties, with a dignified face, dressed in a general's uniform, and thick black eyebrows like two axes.

Zeng Yi suddenly knew who the Uncle Huang in Zhai Haohui's mouth was, it should be the General Huang Zixuan in front of him, and the guards were very cautious in every word.

However, since Zeng Yi dared to say this, he must have a certain grasp of treatment, which made the middle-aged man very excited.

Zeng Yi looked at Zhai Lao and said: "The judgment of the expert group was not wrong before, the reason why the patient hiccups is that the problem is in the stomach. In traditional Chinese medicine, the stomach descends, accepts food, and decays the water valley, and its operation law is downward, which is its nature, and it is also because of this decline that the internal operation of the body can be carried out normally, which is a very important part! Zeng Yi said this, made a downward gesture with his hand, and vividly explained the definition of the stomach in traditional Chinese medicine, that is, to descend, he said: "When there is a problem with the stomach, the law of movement is disordered, and the stomach qi may no longer go down, but up, so it begins to hiccups, which is called hiccups in Chinese medicine, so the two doses of traditional Chinese medicine in the previous expert group are all effective in reducing the stomach and stomach, and the purpose is to bring this qi down!" ”

This explanation was very easy to understand, and all three people present understood it.

"Then why doesn't the medicine work?" The middle-aged man asked at this time, Zeng Yi's explanation was very clear, and it was easier to understand than the explanation of the expert group.

Zeng Yi said: "It can't be said that it doesn't work at all, and the reason why the effect of the medicine has not been achieved, I think it may have something to do with the patient's physical weakness after surgery." Seeing that the three of them didn't quite understand, Zeng Yi explained: "Take why it is hiccups, a normal strong stomach, stomach qi is going down, and it will not be hiccups; Now there is a hiccups, which means that the patient's stomach must be in an abnormal state, and the specific situation is that the stomach qi is deficient. At this time, simply reducing the inversion may not achieve the effect of treatment, because the stomach is in an abnormal state of disorder, it can receive the signal transmitted by the medicine, but it has no ability to execute. ”

It's so straightforward, if you don't understand it, there's no way! Zhai Lao must have understood, this reason is very simple, the soldier's leg is broken, and if you ask him to run a ten-kilometer cross-country at this time, it is pure nonsense.

"Doctor Zeng, what you think now is to get your stomach back to normal?" The middle-aged man also understood, and when he asked Zeng Yi this sentence, there was a bit of respect in his tone, he could explain the reason for the illness clearly, and he could explain the reason why the medicine didn't work so thoroughly, for such a doctor, he had no reason to disrespect the other party.

Zeng Yi nodded and said, "That's right, the stomach is normal, and it will naturally return to its proper operating rules." ”

"Then what's the sale, hurry up and open a prescription!" Zhai Lao drank a sentence, it is not you who dare to be sick, and it is not you who is uncomfortable, when is this, if there is a prescription, you should quickly take it out first.

Zeng Yi understood Zhai Lao's mood, but he had to make it clear what he should say, it was the old man who was lying on the bed, if he didn't talk about the cause, he would prescribe medicine when he came up, who would dare to make a decision to let the old man take over the medicine, that is, when he treated Zhai Haohui, didn't he let himself take over the treatment because he explained the cause thoroughly?

"Doctor Zeng, if there is a way, please tell it!" The middle-aged man also opened his mouth to Zeng Yi and said, "No matter what, you have to give it a try." ”

Zeng Yi is waiting for this sentence, you don't agree to let me try, how dare I try it, if there is a problem, the one who is responsible is Zhai Lao who recommended him, he can't be cautious, he can't make a mistake, he said: "Since that's the case, then I'll say a way!" In fact, there is no need to use any complicated medicine, find an old ginseng and fry it in water, then cook it into porridge with Jiang rice, and then feed it to the patient, it should have some effect! ”

Zhai Lao looked at Zeng Yi and was a little surprised, is it really that simple? Can rice porridge boiled in ginseng soup cure the serious illness of the elderly? No matter how Zhai Lao listened, he felt a little unbelievable, Xin Dao Zeng Yi This kid wouldn't be too cautious and conservative, when he treated Qiao Wende's injury and eating disorder, it was also a tortured long-term illness, Qiao Wende was tortured to the point that he only had one breath left, this kid still insisted on using a large dose of rhubarb, who knew that after a violent laxative, Qiao Wende was alive and well.

How did it come to the old man, this kid was so conservative, and only opened a bowl of ginseng soup and rice porridge! This is not a small cold for the old man Zhong, I'm afraid a bowl of hot and sour soup won't solve the problem!

"Is that all there is to it?" Zhai Lao asked, he was afraid that Zeng Yi would have reservations.

Zeng Yi shook his head and said, "Use this for now, try it first!" ”

Zhai Lao turned his gaze to the middle-aged man, and Huang Zixuan next to him also looked at the middle-aged man, waiting for the other party to come up with an idea.

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and said, "There is no other way at present, just try this method according to Dr. Zeng!" "With only two things, ginseng and Jiang rice, even if it can't be cured, it will definitely not be cured, so it's better to try.

Zeng Yi walked to the desk, picked up the paper and pen on it, and wrote down the complete recipe neatly, including what kind of old ginseng to choose, how thick the slices to cut, how much water to fry, how much rice to use, what kind of porridge to cook, how to feed the patient, and how often and how much dose to feed, all of which were written down on the paper one by one. Although this method is not strictly speaking, it is not a formal prescription, Zeng Yi is still meticulous in every link, one is to be perfect, and the other is to avoid mistakes.

The middle-aged man took the prescription and read it carefully, and then said, "Just do it!" ”

Huang Zixuan stepped forward at this time, stretched out his hand to ask for the prescription, watched Zeng Yi step out with an expressionless face, and arranged for someone to strictly abide by the process to grab the medicine and cook porridge.