Zhang Lan nodded and said casually: "It's better for you to exercise a little more often." ”

"I also know that now I also do rehabilitation exercises every day, and now I work with a manufacturer and walk for almost an hour every day with the help of their machines." Sun Chuwei replied.

"I know, it's just the exoskeleton rehabilitation robot, that's good." Zhang Lan had watched Sun Chuwei's video before and knew what she was talking about.

Sun Chuwei nodded and said, "That's it, I've been exercising and walking for at least half an hour every day recently, Doctor Zhang, what do you think of the exercise effect of that machine?" ”

"It's good, it's quite effective for rehabilitation exercises, but it's a little more expensive." After watching the video, Zhang Lan deliberately searched for relevant medical information, and there was nothing wrong with it except that it was a little more expensive.

After roughly checking Sun Chuwei's situation, Zhang Lan had a bottom in his heart.

How so? Having money and not having money are two different concepts entirely. Although Sun Chuwei couldn't walk very early, her recovery never stopped. The muscles are also well maintained, and although there is also atrophy, this kind of thing cannot be avoided in the case of long-term inability to walk.

Compared with ordinary patients, Sun Chuwei's situation is much better.

Seeing that Zhang Lan had finished the examination, Sun Chuwei opened her mouth and asked, "Doctor Zhang, is there any hope for my body?" ”

"What hope do you mean?" Zhang Lan said with a smile.

Seeing Zhang Lan smiling, Sun Chuwei's heart suddenly became excited, and she asked in a worried tone: "Is there any hope for me to recover?" ”

Closing the folder in his hand and handing the medical records to Lu Yichen on the side, Zhang Lan said: "Let's take a look at the examination results first, judging from the current situation, recovery is still very promising." ”

Zhang Lan didn't say anything to death, mainly because he wasn't sure if the patients who came really needed him to treat them, the disease was real or not, but whether it could be treated, this Zhang Lan would not give permission to speak, and he always had to leave room for himself.

After Sun Chuwei was the first to arrive, other patients also arrived in Kyoto one after another. After Zhang Lan read them one by one, he began to ask the hospital to do a physical examination, and here he began to give people acupuncture and medicine.

After confirming that there were no problems with the first batch of patients, Zhang Lan's acupuncture and medication became much more effective.

From a medical point of view, Zhang Lan's treatment plan is no problem, but if it is not mixed with Zhang Lan's magic treatment, only with acupuncture and traditional Chinese medicine, this first batch of patients cannot be treated, and there is still hope for a few.

But if they are rehabilitated and the ability to walk again, it is unlikely that it will take a few years. This is only possible for one or two of those who are mildly ill.

Now, Zhang Lan is directly treated with magic in addition to acupuncture and medication, and ten days after the start of treatment, the physical condition of the first batch of patients has improved to varying degrees.

Except for Sun Chuwei, the other patients are from ordinary families, and some even came to Kyoto alone. In their words, they just can't go, they have a mouth under their noses, their families are working, send them to the station, and they can do the rest on their own.

A month later, looking at the patients exercising their walking ability in the hospital corridor, Zhang Lan and Lu Qian, Lu Yichen and others beside him said: "That's it, this first batch basically has the ability to take care of themselves now, and the next recovery exercise depends on them, let them be discharged if they should be discharged." ”

Zhang Lan also breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, as the condition of the first batch of patients with spinal cord injury improved in the past month or so, more and more people applied for the second batch of treatment. However, Zhang Lan does not want to start the second batch for the time being.

Sitting in the temporary office of the hospital, the transparent panel in front of Zhang Lan's eyes appeared, and looking at the merit numbers on it, Zhang Lan fell into deep thought.

Judging from the changes in the number of merits before and after, the merit spent on treating these people is not proportional to the amount of merit obtained at all. To treat such a patient, it is not as convenient and fast as Zhang Lan wandering around the hospital gate and chatting with people to treat patients randomly.

It took more than a month, plus the money and manpower spent before and after, Zhang Lan sighed, this is not easy to do public welfare.

In fact, Zhang Lan considered the deviation, such as adolescent spinal cord injury, in the early days, I could see Zhang Lan's foundation information, and was willing to take action to come to Kyoto for treatment, but no matter how bad the family situation is, it is not much worse.

Most of these people who received treatment said that they were ordinary families, but in fact, because of their illness, they did not suffer in the real sense, or a large part of them were still pampered and grew up.

In this case, Zhang Lan's treatment is taken for granted by them, and some people even think that Zhang Lan's treatment is just looking for research samples.

Most of the injured patients do not feel that they are a sick person, and many people think that they have hope of getting better in the future.

At the time of treatment, Zhang Lan could still reap merit at the beginning, but by the end of a course of treatment, some patients could no longer obtain merit proportional to the merit consumed, which made Zhang Lan very tired.

Now the first batch of patients have the ability to take care of themselves, most of them can walk with the help of others or tools, and a few can walk independently. Zhang Lan felt that this was already enough, so she didn't bother to treat it anymore, so she simply told Lu Qian and others to let the first batch of patients go home.

Zhang Lan sat on a chair in the office thinking about things, and when there was a knock on the door, Zhang Lan said casually, "Please come in." ”

It was Lu Qian who entered the door, Zhang Lan motioned for her to close the door, and then asked, "Have you talked to the hospital?" ”

"I said it, but a few people don't want to leave yet, saying that they want to continue their rehabilitation at the hospital." Lu Qian said after sitting down on the chair next to her.

"Regardless of them, you and the hospital and the patient have said that now that our public welfare assistance has ended, we will provide at most one time to go home, if you don't go, we will not interfere with the next treatment costs, they are willing to continue to be treated in the hospital is their business, and they will pay the money themselves." Regarding the so-called not going home and the like, Zhang Lan was too lazy to take care of it, and had already decided in her heart that these people just wanted to take advantage.

Lu Qian nodded: "I told them just now, and most of them expressed understanding. But there are still people who say they don't want to go, saying that if they can, she is willing to pay you to continue the treatment. ”

"It's Sun Chuwei, right? She still has nothing to treat now, she just keeps exercising. Hearing Lu Qian say that some patients were willing to pay for her own treatment, Zhang Lan knew who she was talking about.

(End of chapter)