Doctor Zhu glanced at his son with a solemn look, and put one hand on Lao Yang's pulse: "What's wrong?" ”

He listened for a moment, then wrinkled his eyebrows and said, "It's true that I'm a little weak. Lao Yang, have you had any stomach discomfort lately? You haven't eaten cold and eaten bad stomach, have you? ”

Mr. Yang smiled: "What will? I'm the most focused on health. ”

Doctor Zhu sighed and looked at his son and signaled: There is no problem.

Zhu Junxiao pursed his lips: "Dad, I think his stomach may be ...... Not so good. ”

Dr. Zhu frowned and listened for a while, but still didn't find anything.

Jun Xiao exhaled and said to the old gentleman: "If you can trust me." Immediately do a B-ultrasound or CT of the stomach. ”

Mr. Yang was stunned: "What's the situation?" ”

Dr. Zhu was also a little surprised.

Jun Xiao insisted: "That's it." You do the test first. If there is no problem, I will pay for the inspection. ”

Mr. Yang was stunned.

Dr. Zhu had a bad premonition.

He immediately said, "Old Yang." My son doesn't fool people. I'll give you a bill. You can just do a CT. ”

Mr. Yang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his head.

People who pay attention to self-cultivation are quite life-conscious, and the doctor's ominous words are certainly a very bad omen in his opinion. So without saying a word, he paid and lined up for an inspection.

It wasn't until the afternoon that he got the CT scar.

The Zhu family father and son looked at the small nodule-like lump on the surface of the stomach on the CT and looked at each other.

"What's wrong?"

Doctor Zhu sighed: "Hurry up and go to Xieping Hospital to hang up an expert number." Let the experts take a look at it for you. ”

Mr. Yang's ruddy face was instantly discouraged.

Jun Xiao comforted him: "Don't worry. This thing is still very small. Benign and early cases are very likely to occur. If treated promptly, the survival rate is relatively high. ”

Mr. Yang's lips opened for a long time, and he said thank you softly, but he couldn't move his legs. In the end, Jun Xiao helped him out of the hospital.

Back in the office, Dr. Zhu stared at him and asked, "Is it really just the early days?" ”

Jun Xiao hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"I think so."

Dr. Zhu sighed, it is good in the early stage, and it is better to be benign.

Besides, Mr. Yang rushed to Xieping Hospital non-stop, found a scalper, and spent a lot of money to squeeze in front of an expert that day.

Professor Xu, who had half-white hair, looked at his CT film with a solemn expression: "There is indeed a problem. He glanced at the paper bag containing the CT: District XX Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Can't help but be a little curious. Question: "You just said that you went to a traditional Chinese medicine hospital to recuperate." Did the doctor over there ask you to take a film for an examination? ”

Mr. Yang's voice was empty: "Yes." The young doctor took my pulse, saying that I had a stomach problem and insisted that I have a film. I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that I usually pay so much attention to exercise and self-cultivation...... I didn't expect it......"

Professor Xu raised his eyes: "What?" Young little doctor? Pulse? ”

Mr. Yang let out a weak "um" sound. Follow-up asked: "Doctor, how many days can I live with this disease?" His eyes lit up, and he said, "Doctor, the little doctor said that I am more likely to be early and benign." Do you think it? ”

Professor Xu was even more surprised. Judging from the film, the tumor is small, and it is indeed more likely to be early. It's not surprising that the little doctor can analyze CT films. But he can determine the cause of the disease by taking the pulse, which is a bit mysterious. Although he studied Western medicine abroad since he was a child, he also has a deep respect for Chinese medicine. But even a few existing Chinese medicine masters in the world can't find the tumor in the body just by taking the pulse.

Is there another mystery in it?

"Arrange for you to be hospitalized now. Preparing for surgery. As for whether the tumor is good or bad, in the early and late stages, it is necessary to wait until the test results come out. But I think your situation is okay, it shouldn't be the worst. You really want to thank that little doctor this time. By the way, do you remember his name? ”

Mr. Yang only said, "Little Doctor Zhu." He is the son of Dr. Zhu. ”

Professor Xu took it to heart.

A week later, Mr. Yang's surgery was completed, and the test results were very good, carcinoma in situ, and did not require chemotherapy. Just take care of it.

After the rest of his life, Mr. Yang hurriedly asked his family to set a pennant and send it to the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine: "Benevolence, benevolence, and sharp eyes." ”

Doctor Zhu looked at the pennant and smiled from ear to ear, this is for his son!

Jun Xiao can also be regarded as having experienced the sensation brought by the word-of-mouth explosion. Dr. Zhu's son is a little miracle doctor, and his reputation spreads. The patients who came to him for a pulse actually lined up outside the door.

This incident alarmed the dean, and he observed Jun Xiao for a few days, and was surprised: "Old Zhu." Out of the blue! ”

Doctor Zhu smiled: "The child is young and lacks experience, don't exalt him too much." ”

The dean shook his head: "Your son, see a doctor quickly and accurately." In the future, it will definitely be a generation of grandmasters. ”

Dr. Zhu shook his hand: "Don't, don't." The children will have to be beaten more. ”

Jun Xiao himself felt strange, why did he suddenly have a sharp feel and intuition like radar?

I didn't have that ability in school before.

After reminiscing, the surprise and panic in his heart all came out, and in the end, panic prevailed.

God knows how this ability came about? What if this ability suddenly disappears one day?

Therefore, Dr. Zhu's family found that his son was even more angry, and he was still studying the case at home after work, and he was fighting at night.

Until one day, Jun Xiao took off the Bodhi bead bracelet that Xiao Jin gave him when he took a bath, and forgot to wear it in the bathroom and went to the hospital. When facing the patient, his hand suddenly plummeted.

He couldn't believe his speculation, but the facts told him that it was indeed this bodhi that gave him the abilities that a very human being.

He was anxious to find Ling Mei to tell her about this astonishing and unscientific discovery. However, at this time, Ling Mei had not come back from Fujian, and he didn't dare to talk to her about such an important matter on the phone, so he had to wait for Ling Mei to come back and then make a long-term discussion.

Yuzhi is not so worried about her son's internship in the Chinese medicine hospital. Time is also fate. If my son had interned in other hospitals, he might not even have the opportunity to sit in the clinic, let alone become famous so quickly.

It's just that I feel sorry for my son who works too hard.

Alas, if he can catch up with the Rong family, my son doesn't know how much easier it will be!

In late August, Jun Xiao's internship was coming to an end. There was a long queue of patients who rushed to Wen Xun.

In fact, there is no shortage of luxury cars and nobles coming to see a doctor these days. There are also patients with incurable diseases that cannot be diagnosed in other hospitals. Jun Xiao has never taken so many pulses in his life. He is not in a hurry or irritable, he responds carefully to each patient, and every time he sees a patient, he records the pulse he feels in detail. For more than a month, the entire notebook has been filled.

On this day, Jun Xiao took turns off, and Dr. Zhu went to work alone.

A middle-aged man came to the hospital, about fifty, with a sallow face and as thin as a bamboo pole.

"Doctor. I've had bronchitis these days. I want to mix some Chinese medicine to regulate and recuperate. ”

Dispensing medicine is what Dr. Zhu is good at, and after carefully looking at and hearing about it, he dispensed medicine according to his condition.

I didn't think that three days later, this man came to the door again.

This time, he was carried into the hospital.