On the hospital bed on the second floor lay an old man who was nearly ninety years old, his eyes were bright, but his face was tired, and his breath was a little unstable, sometimes thin and hairspring, sometimes thick as a cow's roar. When Ye Qingqing saw it, she ran to the head of the bed in three steps and two steps, and grabbed the old man's hand distressedly. The old man's eyes were restrained, and he smiled and held his granddaughter's hand and looked at it from one glance to the next, as if one glance was missing.

"Grandpa, I went to Southern Xinjiang a few days ago, and I was fortunate to meet Senior Ning Kongqing, so I made a special trip to invite him to you to have a look!"

The old man glanced behind Ye Qingqing, and instantly recognized Ning Kongqing and Ning Caichen's grandson, among the more than a dozen medical staff, these two people were wearing a set of Tang costumes with a placket, as if they stood out from the crowd.

"Good!" The old man nodded, but he didn't show any happy expression, firstly, he had known as the city government, and secondly, he did not have much hope, and only regarded this consultation as a piece of filial piety for his granddaughter.

Ye Qingqing got out of the way and moved the chair to the head of the bed with her own hands. Ning Kongqing nodded to the old man first, then sat on the chair to stabilize his mind, he gently pulled out the old man's hand, stretched out three fingers and gently put it on the three parts of the inch, the guan, and the ruler. After a full five minutes, Ning Kongqing slowly stood up.

"Dust, you can cut it too!"

Except for Ye Qingqing, the people in the room instantly shifted their eyes to this young man in his twenties, some with doubts on their faces, and some with disdain. Whether it is Ning Kongqing's age or his bearing, it will not make people suspect that he is an old Chinese medicine doctor, but no one sees Ning Caichen in their eyes, many people regard him as Ning Kongqing's assistant, at this age, I am afraid that he has not graduated from medical school.

Ning Caichen put down the medicine box in his hand, and sat gently at the head of the bed like his grandfather, seeing the old man's puzzled eyes, he smiled faintly, but did not explain.

"Grandpa, this is the grandson of Ning Kongqing's predecessors, don't look at his young age, but he is already a famous doctor!"

"Okay!" The old man smiled weakly and put his arm on the head of the bed, but this time he didn't close his eyes, but watched intently as Ning Caichen cut his pulse for him.

Ning Caichen's pulse cutting took a little longer, and after he put the old man's arm into the quilt, he also got up and carefully checked the old man's face, which made everyone even more suspicious of his medical skills.

"Say it right here!" When the old man saw that everyone was about to get up and go downstairs, he said with all his might, "There's nothing to hide from me!" ”

Ye Qingqing asked an old man in his six or seventies among the medical staff with his eyes, and then looked at Rong Yi before nodding. The old man was about to speak, but the old man spoke again.

"Shu Qiao, you wait first, let's ...... This young man speaks first! The old man looked at Ning Caichen, with encouragement and a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"You have two pieces of shrapnel in your old body, or bullets or something!" Ning Caichen said, "One piece is on the right side of the heart, slightly larger, it should be too risky to operate, and it cannot be removed; Another, to be exact, a few other fragments walked between the third and fourth of the left rib, which had been operated on but not all of them were removed! ”

Immediately there was a sound of inhalation in the room, and all the medical staff looked at me and I looked at you, all of them with horrified expressions. The old man was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Rong Yi and Ye Qingqing, both of whom shook their heads slightly.

"Hehe, Dr. Xiao Ning is indeed amazing!" The old man smiled, "That's right, I can say this just by cutting the pulse, it's the first time I've seen it in my life!" ”

"My grandfather has been injured many times, the most serious one was during the Anti-Japanese War, shrapnel pierced into the chest, the medical conditions at that time were relatively backward, and it was impossible to carry out such a complex operation, and when there were conditions in the future, but the depth of the shrapnel was deepened, and my grandfather's body was not suitable for this kind of major surgery!" Ye Qingqing explained, "As for the gunshot wound on the left rib, it was a stray bullet that my grandfather used when he suppressed the bandits, the bandits' weapons were relatively backward, and they used homemade earthen guns, and the lead bullets were easily taken out, but there were a lot of fragments left!" ”

"In Western medicine, the viscera are separated, but in Chinese medicine, they are regarded as one, and although the shrapnel in the heart is critical, it does not have a great impact on the present, but the lead bullet in the lungs is the most important." With the encouragement of his grandfather, Ning Caichen continued, "Hiding blood, the qi of the veins, the blood comes from the heart, and the qi comes from the lungs!" Eating qi in the stomach, scattering essence in the liver, turbidity in the heart, camphor in the veins, pulse air flowing, meridian qi to the lungs, lungs towards the hundred veins, sperm in the fur, hair veins contain essence, and qi is in the house. A few years ago, when the patient was vigorous, he should have undergone TAVR surgery to remove all the bullet fragments! ”

"As a grandfather, you can't receive treatment abroad!" Ye Qingqing said that in order to resolve the embarrassment of everyone, "This technology has only been introduced in China in the past two years, and rapid progress has been made, but my grandfather's body has been very weak recently and cannot receive treatment!" ”

The large wound and slow recovery of surgery are a very dangerous treatment method for the elderly in their seventies and eighties and patients with surgical contraindications, and about 30% of patients can only be relieved by drug treatment.

"You still know Western medicine?" The old man in his sixties and seventies asked in surprise.

"This is Dr. Qiao Wen, who is the leader of the medical team, and Mr. Wen is also from traditional Chinese medicine!" Rong Yi said.

"My sister is studying Chinese medicine, and I just learned some basic medical knowledge from her!" Ning Caichen said, "I personally think that the most urgent thing at present is to improve the patient's immunity and enhance his physique, so that he can receive surgery in the shortest possible time!" ”

"That's my opinion too!" Ning Kongqing nodded in agreement.

Rong Yi looked at Wen Wen Qiao, hoping that he would give a decisive opinion as soon as possible.

"It's terrible, it's terrible!" Clerk Qiao sighed, then opened the folder and selected it inside, and handed over a medical case casually, "This is the patient's case history, as well as some of the treatment plans he has received recently, you can take a look at it first!" Our TCM team adheres to this treatment regimen and will see if you can give us some advice in this regard! ”

After reading the original medical case, Ning Caichen took the lead in sorting out a prescription, but this prescription is a bit fierce, and nourishing is very easy, but the old man's physique is too weak, and only by removing part of the poison can the body better absorb nutrients. Ning Caichen pondered for a long time, and finally handed over this recipe to his grandfather. Ning Kongqing took it in his hand and looked at it for a moment, his brows furrowed for a while, soothed for a while, and obviously a little hesitant, but he finally handed it to Wen Qiao without changing a word.

"The recipe is indeed a good recipe, but isn't this medicine too strong?" There was a hint of reproach in Clerk Joe's tone, he was the head of the medical team, every decision needed to be made carefully, and if something went wrong, he was politically responsible.

"I've carefully figured out the dose, this prescription should be within the scope of insurance!" Ning Caichen said, "In addition, I also want to cooperate with acupuncture treatment to be able to expel stasis in the shortest possible time!" ”

"No, the prescription is indeed good, and it is also very symptomatic, but the dosage is a bit fierce!" Clerk Joe still insisted on his point of view.

Ning Caichen wanted to say, but he was stopped by Ning Kongqing with his eyes, he was well-informed, although he thought that his grandson's prescription was very symptomatic, but the concern of treating this kind of big man was also very likely, after the patient took it, it was likely to trigger a violent follow-up reaction, once there was a small detail that was not handled properly, it would be beyond regret. Thankfully, the patient's current illness is not an emergency, and there is time to adjust, and from this point of view, Wen Qiao's concerns are also reasonable.

"I suggest adjusting the dosage of these herbs a little bit, and explore the path first!" Clerk Joe said.

"But these flavors are used to detoxify, once the dose is reduced, it is difficult to receive miraculous results!" Ning Caichen still insisted on his diagnosis, "And the patient is deficient in qi, and if he can't make up for it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to alleviate the condition!" ”

After some discussion, the medical team finally adopted Wen Qiao's opinion, and adopted a treatment plan based on supplementation and supplemented by Qing, Rong Yi informed the old man upstairs of the situation in time, and asked Wen Wen Qiao to decoct the medicine immediately for the patient to take. I want to talk about "Trick Hunting" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~