Chapter 57: Can It Be Cured in a Month?
"Old man, you're talking about five luck and six luck."
If you study Chinese medicine, where can you still not know the five luck and six qi, but knowing is one thing, and whether you can use it is another.
The complexity of this thing can't be described in terms of difficulty.
"Hmm." The old man laughed.
"But this year it's already November, and it's almost over, and I haven't seen a few patients come to the door." Lu Jiudao.
"The water transport has arrived, and the end of the year is a period of high incidence of diseases, so wait." The old man said.
"It's really fake, even if it's a high incidence of illness, you won't all run to me, right?" Lu Jiudao.
"There will always be, let's go, I should go home and pack up." The old man smiled and said goodbye to Lu Jiu.
He had his own house in Jianghan, at that time, because there was no violation of the self-construction policy, the old man himself chose a piece of land behind Yucai Road, and after buying it with the money earned from fortune telling, he built a small bungalow brick by brick, although the appearance was unsightly, but it was enough to shelter from the wind and rain.
The old man left, but his words made Lu Jiu think about it for a long time.
This year's weather is indeed a bit abnormal, especially in the first half of the year, the temperature in the summer days is the same as the stock market, one will go down and one will fall, there is no fixed value at all, maybe the first two days are still more than 30 degrees hot and half dead, and the next two days are windy and rainy 120 degrees.
This is undoubtedly a stark contrast to last year's long, hot summer.
Now that autumn is coming to an end and winter is about to begin, if what the old man said is right, doesn't it mean that there will be several times more patients in Jianghan City than in the past, so that the hospital can't fit it, so it can only be shunted to his medical hall?
Let's wait and see.
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Jianghan Municipal Bureau of Culture and Tourism, Bureau Office.
"Eh, Tian Xuelin, didn't the director say that you asked for leave, why did you come to the unit again?"
Sun Yao was holding the document in his hand, and when he turned his head and was about to send the document out, he ran into Tian Xuelin, who had just come to work.
Tian Xuelin smiled, "Anyway, it's nothing, come and write about that plan." ”
Sun Yao said strangely, "Didn't the director say that you are sick, our unit does not have a tradition of working with illness, and it is not such a spell to work hard." ”
Tian Xuelin said with a smile, "I'm sick, but my friend is treating me, and I won't delay my work for the time being, it's just socializing or something, so I can't participate." ”
Sun Yao asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”
Tian Xuelin said, "Fatty liver." ”
Sun Yao was not surprised at all, "Then you should pay more attention, this disease is not easy to get better in a short period of time." ”
In recent years, there are so many fatty liver patients in each unit, mild, moderate, basically, not how serious the disease is, some people have this thing, and they still run out to drink from time to time, Sun Yao has a buddy, in his thirties, moderate fatty liver, but this mouth just can't be controlled, and he still runs out to drink when it hurts.
Tian Xuelin smiled, "Well, who to send the documents?" ”
Sun Yao patted the document, "Director, let's go." ”
Sun Yao walked out of the office, Tian Xuelin also sat at his desk, and then turned on the computer and began to prepare the planning plan.
However, before he could start typing on the keyboard, Ma Nanping walked in with a bag in his pocket.
"Yo? Xuelin, didn't you give you two days off, why did you come here after only a day and a half? Did you go to the hospital for a check-up and found that you didn't have any fatty liver? ”
When Ma Nanping spoke, he threw the bag under his armpit on the sofa, and there was a slight sneer in his words.
Tian Xuelin said, "Director, you are wrong, I really have fatty liver." ”
?
Ma Nanping stared at Tian Xuelin, "Did you check?" ”
Tian Xuelin said, "I checked, and the examination report issued by the hospital said that I had mild fatty liver. ”
Ma Nanping frowned, "Really? ”
Tian Xuelin said helplessly, "Why am I lying to you about this." ”
Ma Nanping asked, "You show me the inspection report." ”
Tian Xuelin smiled bitterly, "I'll bring the unit to do this thing...... Oh, I seem to have taken a picture, wait a minute. ”
While speaking, Tian Xuelin opened WeChat, clicked into Lu Jiu's chat box, and then enlarged the inspection report and handed it to Ma Nanping.
Ma Nanping looked at the text in the photo carefully, and when "mild fatty liver" came into his eyes, his pupils instantly constricted.
"That Chinese medicine classmate of yours really doesn't have any equipment, so he can see your fatty liver?" Ma Nanping asked.
Tian Xuelin was a little conspicuous, "Then for sure, what kind of instruments are used in traditional Chinese medicine, they all rely on their hands to check the pulse." ”
Ma Nanping then asked, "Then did he treat you?" ”
Tian Xuelin nodded, "It's cured, the liver area on my body has not hurt as much as before in the past two days, and it is estimated that in another month, it should be able to recover completely." ”
In fact, Lu Jiu did not tell Tian Xuelin how long it would take to recover, this number was purely Tian Xuelin's own blind estimate, but it fell into Ma Nanping's ears, which meant something else.
Can it be cured in a month?
Ma Nanping's heart made waves.
Since he knew that the director's brother-in-law also had fatty liver, he checked on the Internet what the harm of fatty liver disease was and how long it would take to cure.
The answer is that mild fatty liver takes two months, or three months, or up to six months.
Moderate is even longer, at least one to two years.
But the fatty liver is clearly said on the Internet to be a reversible lesion, why can't the director's brother-in-law get better?
Ma Nanping thought about this problem, but now this problem no longer exists.
Since Tian Xuelin's friend was able to let him recover within a month, it means that the director's brother-in-law should also be cured in a short time.
"Give me your classmate's contact information." Ma Nanping said.
"What's wrong with you?" Tian Xuelin asked.
"It's not me, the director's brother-in-law is the same as you, fatty liver, but he is more serious than you, and he is moderate." Ma Nanping said.
Oh!
Tian Xuelin understood.
"Okay, I'll give it to you, but my classmate has a bit of a weird temper, if the director's brother-in-law doesn't believe in Chinese medicine, it's better not to look for him." Tian Xuelin Road.
"Why? Can doctors still push patients out? Which department is in the TCM Hospital? Ma Nanping didn't understand.
"He opened his own private medical clinic, and the rules were all set by him." Tian Xuelin turned out Lu Jiu's mobile phone number, and brought the address with him, and then sent it to Ma Nanping together.
"Your classmate is quite characterful, but the person who can set up this kind of rules definitely has real skills, okay, you will be credited with this matter, if the director's brother-in-law is good, maybe your position as deputy director can also be finalized, cough, don't make a noise, this matter has to be low-key, our logistics Lao Zhang knows, he was asking the old director for a deputy director, but the appointment meeting was not held, he went around and said that the director had been decided, and the position in hand was yellow, and he was still an ordinary worker when he retired." Ma Nanping advised.
"Understood, Director Xie." Tian Xuelin said with a smile.
"Thank you, just remember to invite me to drink when you settle down, just like that, I'll go to the director's office." Ma Nanping said.
Watching Ma Nanping leave, Tian Xuelin could almost imagine what he would say in the director's office.
So, Tian Xuelin hurriedly sent a message to Lu Jiu.
"Do buddies a favor, a meal."
Ten seconds later, Tian Xuelin received a reply.
"Two meals."
Profiteer!!
Tian Xuelin gritted his teeth.
"Good!"