Not long after returning to the acupuncture hall, the delivery person came, which surprised Zhang Lan, can the delivery be so fast? There is no traffic jam on the road.

I asked casually and found out that there was a traffic jam on the road, and the store owner directly packed it and chose to bring it with an electric car.

Looking at the two boxes in the yard, the bronze figure was fixed in the gap with styrofoam sheets in the large opening, and after seeing that there was no problem, Zhang Lan signed to confirm the receipt of the goods.

Looking at Deng Yuanzhen in front of him, Zhang Lan was a little surprised. I remembered when I saw her granddaughter before, although the old man was a little haggard at that time, he still felt very energetic.

But now looking at Deng Yuanzhen sitting in front of her, Zhang Lan couldn't help frowning and asked, "Aunt Huang, what's wrong with Aunt Deng?" How did this happen? ”

Huang Yuanxiang, who came with her on the side, said: "Don't mention it, after you treated her granddaughter's illness before, I thought that this family should breathe a sigh of relief." I didn't expect it to be a long time ago, and some time ago Yuan Zhen told me that when she slept at night, she always felt that someone was watching her. At first, I thought it was colliding with something, but I asked you before, didn't you say that it was best to burn incense in the temple for this kind of thing? ”

Zhang Lan nodded, except for some phenomena that really can't be explained, most of the time, worshipping in the temple can solve a lot of troubles.

Huang Yuanxiang then said: "After burning the incense, it seems to have stopped for a while. And then it didn't take long for it to get worse. In broad daylight, he would suddenly feel that someone was going to kill him, and occasionally he would mumble something mysteriously. Didn't I just want to come over and let you take a look? ”

Zhang Lan rubbed his forehead, how should he answer this kind of words. Anyway, Huang Yuanxiang, you are still the leader of the sub-district office, are you so unsound when you speak?

And when the old neighbor was sick, he didn't let her go to the doctor, but came to find herself, a part-time dancer.

Zhang Lan sighed in her heart and looked at Deng Yuanzhen in front of her.

Deng Yuanzhen is actually in a good situation, she can answer anything Zhang Lan asks, and her speech is relatively clear, except for her haggard face and occasionally dull eyes, she doesn't seem to have any other problems.

"Have you seen a doctor?" Zhang Lan asked casually.

"I saw the doctor, and after the doctor asked about the symptoms, let the psychiatric department hang, and then did a bunch of examinations and found nothing, and finally suspected that it was schizophrenia, and prescribed some medicine to take it and try it first." Deng Yuanzhen replied.

"Schizophrenia?" Zhang Lan repeated in surprise, seeing Deng Yuanzhen nodding, Zhang Lan was a little silent, feeling a little incredible.

Holding Deng Yuanzhen's photocopied medical records, Zhang Lan looked at the examinations done. I didn't find any useful information, so I thought about it with a frown.

Forget it, I'm not this piece of material, just load the merits.

As a rule, the merit eye first looks at the overall aura and then determines what the problem is. Under the spiritual eyes, looking at the aura information of Deng Yuanzhen's body, Zhang Lan knew it in his heart.

Deng Yuanzhen is not only sick, if he is not treated in time, he may be gone.

After reaching out and checking Deng Yuanzhen's pulse again, Zhang Lan confirmed the judgment just now. Let Lu Yichen on the side also try it, and the basic thing of taking the pulse is not something that can be familiar with it simply by memorization and recitation.

In reality, the pulse is rarely as standard as what is said in the textbook.

After Lu Yichen checked her pulse and asked her about her conjectures, Zhang Lan looked at the time and turned her head to Deng Yuanzhen next to her and said, "It should be too late today, I suggest that Aunt Deng, you'd better go and recheck your lungs." ”

"How can a problem with the lungs affect the brain? Zhang Lan: You mean Yuanzhen is not mentally ill? Huang Yuanxiang interjected and asked.

Zhang Lan shook her head and said, "There is this difficulty, but the probability is relatively small. However, it is possible to have this symptom. As for mental illness, it may be that the illness induces the symptoms of psychosis, but it does not mean that there is no mental illness. Since there has been no examination yet, I don't know what's going on. ”

Zhang Lan shirked very cleanly, as for the treatment of Deng Yuanzhen, Zhang Lan had already dispelled her mind after Huang Yuanxiang spoke.

Zhang Lan didn't know how he, the leader of the Kyoto street community, could blurt out such a sentence.

Seeing a doctor is a matter of early rather than later. After Zhang Lan said, Huang Yuanxiang and Deng Yuanzhen sat for a while and left.

As for seeing a doctor, Huang Yuanxiang had already called to ask about it just now, and he planned to go for an examination early tomorrow morning. Now that the doctors who used to sit in the outpatient clinic are almost out of work, it seems that Deng Yuanzhen's illness will not be solved in a while, and they plan to go there early tomorrow morning.

After the two left, Lu Yichen asked on the side, "Master, what is the illness of the patient just now?" Didn't she say it was a head disease? How do you get her to get her lungs checked? ”

"Lung diseases indirectly cause brain diseases, as for Deng Yuanzhen......" Zhang Lan shook her head, indicating that she was already hopeless.

"Zhang Lan, do you mean that the person who saw the doctor just now is going to die?" Yu Lingling asked.

Zhang Lan shook his head: "It's not to that terrible point, how to say it, that is, if the cause can be found out as soon as possible, and then the results after the examination are more ideal, it will definitely not be a problem to live for a few more years." ”

"How many more years will you live? Didn't you say what kind of illness he was? Yu Lingling muttered to herself and asked.

Zhang Lan thought for a while and said, "It should be the cancer that caused her body to have too many hormones, and finally led to the current situation." ”

"So she has lung cancer? This is the main reason, other mental illnesses are caused by cancer? Lu Yichen asked again.

Zhang Lan nodded and said, "That's pretty much it." How exactly it was caused, this may be explained more clearly by the hospital. ”

"So can we cure lung cancer?" Lu Yichen then asked again, seemingly unintentionally.

Zhang Lan smiled after hearing this, looking at Lu Yichen's somewhat overwhelmed expression, Zhang Lan said with a smile: "How to say it, if one day, you can call me when you need to save your life." As for whether cancer can be treated, modern medical methods have long proved that some lymphomas are controllable and treatable. ”

said that cancer is controllable and treatable, and Zhang Lan did not forget to add some two words. As for those who feel that they can copy what they make according to their own recipes, Zhang Lan said that there can be a few more such people.

Now Zhang Lan believes more and more in a sentence, when a person pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger for a long time, it will make people really think that you are a pig.

No matter what time it is, this society still follows a rule, that is, the strong are kings, and the losers are the villains.

(End of chapter)