sat mar 11 08:00:00 cst 2017

The little girl was three or four years old, and her appearance did not resemble the rugged Jack, probably more with her mother. Her face didn't look like she had been sick for a long time, her face was red and moist, but her right arm could swing normally when she walked, and her left arm hung there lifelessly.

She was wearing a sleeveless princess dress, which made it obvious to Qin Bei that her left arm was thinner than her right arm, and it was obvious that the muscles of her left arm were unhealthy and dry.

Jack was right, the little girl was really quite beautiful, and very temperamental—of course, the appearance of temperament in a child of three or four years old only means that she was born into a noble family and received the best education from birth.

The little girl did not have the slightest look of frustration on her face, but happily greeted everyone.

If it was just like this, it wouldn't be enough to make Qin Bei frown.

The symptoms of the little girl are in line with the diagnosis of Western medicine when they were in the United States before: she has a problem with the brachial plexus, in the words of traditional Chinese medicine, it should be a dysfunction of the spleen, and the spleen deficiency is a loss of blood and veins, and she cannot be honored at the end of the four - the four ends are the limbs and the distal ends of the limbs, the palms and fingers, and the feet.

However, the spleen deficiency will cause her face to be pale, and it is obvious that the little girl does not have such symptoms, and she does not have problems with all her limbs, but only her left upper limb.

"Come, let my uncle show you, okay?" Qin Bei said with a smile. The little girl didn't know Huaxia, and when Jack whispered something in her ear, she came over obediently.

Qin Bei stretched out a finger and put it on the pulse of the little girl's wrist.

Gu Tingcheng asked with some confusion: "Shouldn't pulse diagnosis be done with three fingers?" ”

Qin Bei explained: "That's not for children. "The child's physical development is not perfect, the range where the pulse can be felt at the wrist is relatively short, and the three fingers of an adult doctor cannot be put down - of course, our ancestors of Chinese medicine also have a very good method, they have invented a one-finger pulse diagnosis method after research.

One finger to diagnose the pulse, but also to take into account the three parts of the inch and the ruler, generally use the tip of the index finger to feel the pulse, and then the index finger rolls left and right, and use the side part to feel the inch pulse and ulnar pulse.

This is not Qin Bei's invention, Gu Tingcheng's grandfather Gu Yunchuan must have mastered this skill, but Gu Tingcheng didn't know it.

"Even buy Ka...... It's simply amazing. Jack exclaimed that in the eyes of foreigners, Chinese medicine and martial arts are not much different from science fiction movies.

Gu Qingcheng had been paying attention to Qin Bei's actions, and this man's focused and serious appearance had already convinced her.

"How?" When Qin Bei's fingers left the little girl's wrist, without waiting for Jack to speak, Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but ask.

Qin Bei shook his head slightly, this fell in Jack's eyes, and he was not stingy with the rolling thunder-

"Oh...... Why are you shaking your head? It's so unfortunate, it's really not good news. ”

"Daddy, don't be sad, I'm fine." The little girl comforted Jack instead.

"You're not sure?" Gu Qingcheng hurriedly asked. She had seen all the treatment cases of the little girl when she was in the United States, and as a Western doctor, she did not raise any objections to the diagnosis and treatment plan in the medical records.

But the fact is that the treatment of the little girl has never seen too significant results, and there is a tendency to worsen year by year.

Qin Bei said, "What do you think? I shook my head because pulse diagnosis alone does not provide enough information, and there are still some questions to ask. ”

The essence of Chinese medicine lies in the diagnosis of diseases based solely on pulse diagnosis, but this is not suitable for complex conditions——

There is a saying in traditional Chinese medicine called "taking the pulse from the symptoms", and there is also "taking the pulse from the symptoms", which means that for complex cases, the symptoms and pulses can sometimes be deceitful, which requires doctors to judge with their own experience, refer to some other valuable information on the four diagnoses, and abandon those deceptive appearances for comprehensive judgment.

Jack was overjoyed when he heard this: "You can ask casually, I must not eat salt ...... spiders"

"Huh?" Qin Bei was stunned.

"He probably wanted to say everything." Gu Qingcheng said with a smile.

You say that you are a foreigner, just master some simple Chinese communication, why do you have to make some idioms to show off?

You see Qin Bei is not ostentatious - he doesn't know many idioms.

"What about the child's mother?" Qin Bei asked.

Jack wondered, "Does this have anything to do with the condition?" ”

Qin Bei nodded affirmatively.

"Oh...... She is a true angel. She's sure to be a real angel – oh no, she's become a real angel. Jack said around his lips.

"Speak human words." Qinbei Province.

"She's dead." Gu Qingcheng translated. But Gu Tingcheng does not think that the life or death of the child's mother has anything to do with the child's condition.

Qin Bei nodded.

"How did she die?" Qin Bei asked.

Jack clutched his head in pain and crouched on the ground, seemingly reluctant to talk about it.

"She committed suicide by jumping off a building." Gu Tingcheng knows a little: "The child was born less than a day later. I think it's probably due to postpartum depression. ”

"Mr. Jack, I guess your wife must have jumped off the building with the baby in her arms, right?" Qin Bei asked, "This is very important, you must answer me." ”

Jack nodded painfully, recalling the scene from years ago, "Yes, I saved the child, but I couldn't save her." Oh please, don't ask me these questions, my head is going to blow up. ”

"And one last question." Qin Bei thought for a while and said, "I guess, the disparity between the status of you and your wife is quite large, and your marriage has not been blessed by your family, is it?" ”

"Oh!" Jack's eyes widened: "Magical Chinese people, magical Chinese medicine!" How do you know this? Oh my gosh, it's simply impossible! - Alice is our maid-in-waiting. Oh yes, she's not an ordinary maid, she's beautiful, she's a real angel......"

"Your wife's death is not postpartum depression, and your daughter is not a brachial plexus injury — it's poisoning." Qin Bei said affirmatively.

"Poisoned? No, no, it can't be. The food in our house is selected and must not be poisonous,—— we have a special housekeeper who is responsible for testing these. ”

"That's probably the poison from the butler. Of course, it could be someone else, like your father. ”

Jack pounded his head in pain, "You can't say that about my father, he's a real gentleman......"

Gu Tingcheng was a little irritated when he listened, "cut!" Stop-stop - don't continue this topic, it doesn't make any sense, Qin Bei, even if you're right, it's poisoning, can you cure it? ”

Jack looked at Qin Bei expectantly. He hoped to hear an affirmative answer from Qin Bei's mouth.

"I'm not sure what kind of toxin it is, so I can't use antidotes in a targeted manner, and she's been poisoned for too long, and it will take a long time to completely eliminate it." Qin Bei said: "I can use acupuncture to help promote detoxification, or I can use some traditional Chinese medicine formulas to enhance physical function, so that my child's own body can slowly expel toxins." ”

"Is there any hope of getting back to normal?" Gu Tingcheng asked.

"If you can avoid further exposure to the toxin, it will take about three to five years to return to normal." Qin Bei thought for a while and said.

"Oh my God!" Jack exclaimed, "This is the most wonderful news I've heard in three years. What we have is time. ”

"It's just that there's not enough time, and it takes a lot of money." Qinbei Province.

"Oh, money is not an issue." Jack's face was full of light, and he looked like a nouveau riche with a lot of money, which made Qin Bei look very angry - when can I say that money is not a problem?

"Two hundred and fifty thousand." Qin Bei said: "The cost of the first stage of treatment does not include the cost of medicine. ”

Jack was shocked, "Are you sure?" ”

Qin Bei nodded, he could only get eighty percent, that is, two hundred thousand, just enough for the money that Xiao Mink needed, and the other two percent said that he would give it to Gu Qingcheng. "It can't be less."

"Oh no, no, no - I mean, isn't that too low? When I was in the United States, the cost of resuming treatment every month was not less than this figure. ”

Qin Bei wanted to say, fuck off, is it a sense of accomplishment to pretend to be forced in front of Lao Tzu?

Jack pulled out a traveler's check and swiped it with a number, "Now that it's yours, when can we start treatment?" ”

Qin Bei first confirmed the number above, it was 250,000, yes.

"This thing can take out the money?" Qin Bei asked Gu Qingcheng Dao.

"Yes." Gu Qingcheng said affirmatively: "But you'd better exchange it at the bank, otherwise it won't be very convenient to use." ”

"Nani?"

"This is the US dollar, and I don't know the current exchange rate, but it probably has to be equivalent to at least about 1.5 million yuan."

Oh! Jack, my daughter-in-law, are you going to use money to smash Lao Tzu to death?

"It can be treated right away." Qin Bei said with a smile, even if you faint again, no, it's worth it to faint twice! He calculated an account in his heart, Niang Xipi, Gu Qingcheng can get 300,000 from it? It's not too easy to make money! If there is this kind of business again, we must insist on ninety-one accounting!

Damn, 300,000 yuan, I want Xiao Mink to accompany that scumbag, go to bed again, be beaten and be cheated - I only got 200,000.

When Qin Bei woke up, he was almost half scared to death.

A human face was staring at him less than thirty centimeters in front of him.

"Awake?" Gu Tingcheng asked. "Something to eat?"

Gu Tingcheng didn't expect that the treatment would be so troublesome, and he didn't expect that Qin Bei would faint directly after the treatment was over.

With her years of immersion in medical skills, she knew that Qin Bei was really dizzy, not pretending. It's just that this kid is so hateful, he actually shook and fell into Gu Qingcheng's arms - if he didn't continue, he would definitely fall to the ground and fall hard, and then, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that Qin Bei was deliberately taking advantage of her.

After all, Gu Tingcheng still held Qin Bei in his arms, and at the same time, she also understood that after treating Hou San that day, when Qin Bei sat on the sofa, it was really her Gu Tingcheng who threw herself into her arms. Because at that time, it should also be the time when Qin Bei fainted.

"It's quite soft, there should be 32c ......," Qin Bei muttered as he thought about it.

"What did you say?"

"I want to breastfeed—" Qin Bei stared at Gu Qingcheng's chest.