On the other side, Lao Li took Jiang Yu to the toilet, and when Jiang Yu came out to wash his hands, Lao Li immediately came over and asked in a low voice: "Deputy County Magistrate Jiang, have you really not treated patients with chronic pharyngitis before?" ”

No way?

I heard Liu Chunshan say before that it was Jiang Yu who woke up Yang Wenzhi who was in a coma.

As soon as he thought about it, Jiang Yu could even treat a vegetative patient, so he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and felt that he would definitely be able to treat patients with chronic pharyngitis.

So he told Lao Song about it, but when he was killed, he couldn't believe that Jiang Yu had never treated a patient with chronic pharyngitis before.

Jiang Yu washed his hands while looking at Lao Li, and after a while, he nodded and said, "Yes, I have not treated patients with chronic pharyngitis before, but I will treat them." ”

It's just that he hasn't had a chance to be treated.

It's not that because he won't be treated, the hospital won't let him treat.

When Lao Li heard Jiang Yu say this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Deputy County Magistrate Jiang, I was really scared to death by you, I thought you wouldn't be able to treat it." ”

He is not a doctor and does not understand the difference between being able to wake up a vegetative patient and treating a chronic pharyngitis disease? In his eyes, a doctor who can awaken a plant patient will also be able to treat chronic pharyngitis.

"Alright, let's go back." Jiang Yu looked at Lao Li, Lao Li was thinking like this, and it was estimated that Song Shaolin and Lin Mei were thinking like this.

It was felt that he would not be treated for chronic pharyngitis.

Indeed, if the doctor tells the patient that I am a trainee and have not treated the disease before, then the patient psychologically distrusts the doctor.

When interns first arrive at the hospital, they are discriminated against because the patients feel that they are interns and don't understand anything.

However, the experienced doctors they are facing now are also from interns.

It's not that the interns don't understand, but they don't have the experience.

He returned to the living room and asked Song Shaolin, "Can you start?" ”

Song Shaolin nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Jiang Yu glanced at the Song family's furnishings, his eyes fell on the dining table, and said, "Sit over there, this side is too short to take the pulse." ”

Song Shaolin had no opinion, walked to the dining table and sat down.

Jiang Yu sat opposite Song Shaolin.

Lin Mei and Lao Li also walked over, stood aside and watched, but did not sit down.

In an instant, a small dining table turned into an outpatient room.

Jiang Yu's hand was on Song Shaolin's hand, and while carefully checking the pulse, he said, "Stick your tongue out." ”

Song Shaolin still did so.

After reading it, Jiang Yu pressed Song Shaolin's throat again, and asked while pressing, "How do you feel?" ”

"It's very uncomfortable, I want to vomit," Song Shaolin frowned, describing his feelings one by one, "I want to cough ......"

Jiang Yu withdrew his hand, sat down, took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight in the mobile phone, and said to Song Shaolin: "Ah! ”

These are routine examinations, and Lin Mei often accompanies Song Shaolin to various places to see doctors, so she has long been familiar with this set.

Seeing that Jiang Yu looked good, he was finally relieved.

However, this reassurance is not a reassurance of his ability to heal diseases, but a feeling that he is indeed a doctor.

Jiang Yu checked for a long time, and finally finished the examination, he sat back in the chair and said to Song Shaolin: "You have been sick for twenty or thirty years, right?" ”

Song Shaolin thought about it carefully and replied to him: "It seems that in the fifth year of my tenure, I found out that I had chronic pharyngitis, so it has been about 20 years." ”

"Well," Jiang Yu said, "the name for chronic pharyngitis in Chinese medicine is Mei Heqi. ”

Yes, you're reading from the book again?

Lin Mei complained on the side.

Jiang Yu continued: "I conducted a series of examinations on you just now, do you often feel that there is a foreign body in your throat, and you feel that you can't swallow it and cough it out? ”

Song Shaolin nodded.

This can be said to be the basic state of chronic pharyngitis.

Jiang Yu nodded and continued: "Do you sometimes feel pain on both sides?" ”

Jiang Yu pointed to Song Shaolin's chest and said.

Song Shaolin was stunned for a moment, for so many years, there had never been a doctor who asked him this.

He does feel a pain in his chest sometimes.

But soon, this feeling disappeared, so he didn't take it to heart, and when he heard Jiang Yu ask this, he suddenly remembered that he had indeed had this experience.

"Yes, there are times when there is pain in the chest, but soon, the feeling goes away."

"Your moss is thin, your pulse is stringy, and at first glance, it is chronic pharyngitis caused by liver stagnation." Jiang Yu said while writing a prescription on the paper, "The treatment of chronic pharyngitis caused by liver stagnation and qi stagnation is mainly to relieve liver depression and disperse qi knots. ”

After speaking, he had already finished writing a medicine list and handed it to Song Shaolin.

Song Shaolin looked at it, the handwriting was neat and beautiful, and it was clear at a glance, and he would not be like other doctors, and he couldn't see what was written at all.

"Bupleurum soothing the liver?" He frowned, "This prescription has been prescribed to me by a doctor before, but after taking it for a while, as soon as I stopped taking it, my old illness recurred." ”

More than 20 years have passed, and he has studied chronic pharyngitis.

Several doctors had prescribed him Chai Hu Shu Gansan before, but because after taking it for a period of time, as long as the old disease recurred as soon as he stopped taking the medicine, he completely gave up on this prescription, feeling that this prescription could not cure himself.

"Really?" Jiang Yu frowned and said, "Do you still have the previous prescription medicine?" Or do you remember what the dosage of the prescription this doctor gave you? ”

The composition of the prescription medicine is the addition of the dosage of the Chinese medicine, and the composition of the Chinese medicine is very important, and the dosage is equally important.

Therefore, it is necessary to pay attention not only to traditional Chinese medicine, but also to increase or decrease the dose according to the disease.

For a serious illness like Song Shaolin, the disease has been going on for a long time, and the dose of Bupleurum in Bupleurum is to be increased.

"I don't remember, many years ago." Song Shaolin shook his head, he had taken countless medicines, and the reason why he had an impression of Chai Hu Shugansan was because several doctors had prescribed this medicine, and as for the dosage, he really didn't remember it.

Jiang Yu said: "If you don't remember, forget it, during this time, you first eat Bupleurum to relieve the liver, and after a while, I will help you adjust the prescription, the treatment of chronic diseases requires patients to have enough patience, not to give up halfway, and not to think about it overnight." ”

Song Shaolin nodded and said, "I know, thank you, Deputy County Magistrate Jiang." ”

"No thanks," Jiang Yu slowly took out a cloth bag, unfolded it, and said, "Do you have cotton balls here?" Is there alcohol? I'll give you a poison and two injections. ”

Seeing the tools in Jiang Yu's hand, Lin Mei looked at Song Shaolin with wide eyes.

Wouldn't it still have to be pricked?

They can not take this medicine, and no one will know, but this needle ......

Song Shaolin looked at Lin Mei and knew what she was worried about, so he said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Deputy County Magistrate Jiang, we only come back once in a while, so the things at home are not very complete, there are no cotton balls and alcohol you want, otherwise, next time you will give me a needle?" ”

Jiang Yu frowned slightly and looked at Song Shaolin: "Is there a pharmacy near here?" ”

As he said earlier, treatment needs to be gradual.

Moreover, the needle puncture is not a one-time solution, it must be punctured every three days.

Lao Li remembered seeing a pharmacy when he came in, and he immediately stood up enthusiastically and said, "I know, I saw it when I came in, I'll buy it." ”

Lin Mei hurriedly said: "Lao Li, no matter what you say, you are also a guest, how can I trouble you, let's go." ”

After speaking, Lin Mei hurriedly stopped Lao Li, who was about to leave.

I hurriedly went upstairs and got the money and went out.

After going out, Lin Mei began to worry.

She didn't believe in Jiang Yu's medical skills, although he finally prescribed the medicine decently, but this prescription was not much different from the prescriptions prescribed by other doctors.

Therefore, she still felt that Jiang Yu was reading from the script.

However, neither she nor Song Shaolin are the kind of people who can say no in front of others.

There was no choice but to buy the cotton balls and alcohol that Jiang Yu needed.

And in the villa.

The three men began to chat.

"I heard that some time ago, something big happened in Qingshui County." Song Shaolin said.

Lao Li immediately said: "Oh, you're talking about the fall of the richest man and the county magistrate, right?" ”

This matter has become the biggest topic of conversation among the people of Qingshui County after dinner.

Almost everyone will be talking about it.

The richest man and the county magistrate have fallen one after another, how can they not cause alarm?

Song Shaolin was stunned for a moment and said, "I'm not talking about this matter, I'm talking about a young man who was stabbed." ”

When Lao Li heard this, although his interest was halved, he still said with great interest: "It turns out that you are talking about this matter, yes, there is indeed a young man who was stabbed, and it was Deputy County Magistrate Jiang who rescued this young man." ”

"Did the murderer get caught?" Song Shaolin asked.

Lao Li nodded, but then shook his head again: "The murderer was caught, but the murderer who bought the murderer was not caught." ”

"Buying a murderer?!" Song Shaolin stared at Lao Li in disbelief and said, "Isn't it, there are still people who buy murderers in this era?" ”

He also thought that this was a time of peace, and it was impossible for what appeared on TV.

"Hey," Lao Li waved his hand and said a little disappreciatively, "Even in peaceful times, there are always one or two rat droppings, anyway, I want to open it, if I can't catch the mastermind of this case, I will fight him to the end!" ”

Whether it is to the ends of the earth, or to heaven and earth, he will arrest this mastermind who buys the murderer.

Otherwise, he would never let go of this case in his life.