Chapter 306: You Didn't Lie to Me?

"What's crazy? It's not an incurable disease, it's a big deal to have surgery and cut it all out!" Jin Lu said impatiently.

"What do you say! If this is the case, do I still need to toss like this? You don't know that the three generations of their Wang family have been passed down in a single line, if this is cut in its entirety, this will be worth it?" Dong Qin was depressed by Jin Lu's words.

"Okay, let's line up and go to the head office!***, when I think of having to suffer the anger of that stinky old man and that little white face, I feel unhappy!" Jin Lu saw that Dong Qin's face was not good, so she had to wave her hand.

"Or I'll go alone. Dong Qin also knows that this Jin Lu was born with a golden key since she was a child, and the young lady has a big temper, and if she really wants to go, she may have to quarrel.

"What are you afraid of me arguing with them? Don't worry, even if I want to quarrel, I will first confirm that he can't do anything before arguing!" Jin Lu glanced at Dong Qin and said.

Dong Qin no longer objected when she heard this, in fact, her young lady's temper was not necessarily much worse than Jin Luxun'sè, she just needed Yuan Zhihong to help her see a doctor, otherwise she would not want to swallow this breath!

Room 608, after Jin Lu and the three left, Yuan Zhihong turned around and said with some embarrassment: "Teacher Zhang, I'm sorry, I ...... just now."

"Hehe, it's nothing, the general environment is like this, if you really want to be like just now, you will definitely be scolded as a monster. In fact, I couldn't help but compete because I couldn't get used to the flamboyant behavior of those two NV people before. Zhang Weidong smiled, and then roughly told Yuan Zhihong what happened before, and asked casually: "By the way, what are the origins of these two people?"

"One is the NV of the head of the ** district, and the other is her friend, who should be either an official lady or a rich daughter, otherwise she wouldn't dare to be so flamboyant in the hospital. Yuan Zhihong said sarcastically.

"Think about it, how many ordinary people dare to be so flamboyant when they go to the hospital these days?" Zhang Weidong shook his head and sighed.

"I protest, Mr. Zhang, you are prejudiced against the rich second generation!" Bai Jie pouted unconvinced.

"Hehe, I forgot, you are also a rich second generation! But I am not prejudiced against the second generation of officials and the second generation of riches, in fact, most of the second generation of officials and rich second generations are still very educated, very personable and know how to be restrained, just like you. Zhang Weidong said with a smile.

"That's pretty much it. Bai Jie raised her chin triumphantly.

However, when I arrived at the hospital, only those rich and powerful people dared to be so flamboyant in front of the doctors, after all, ordinary people really dared to be so flamboyant, either because they were impatient to live, or because they had problems with their brains. Zhang Weidong continued.

Bai Jie actually understands very well in her heart, today's ordinary people are used to being people with their tails between their legs, except for those powerful sons and sisters, a few people dare to be so arrogant. It is precisely because he is not accustomed to some of the atmosphere in that circle that Bai Jie chose the profession of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Well, I'm not that kind of person anyway!" Bai Jie said a little frustrated.

"Haha!" Zhang Weidong and Yuan Zhihong couldn't help but laugh as if they looked at each other. How many people want to marry into Hao Mén and be a rich wife these days, but they didn't expect Bai Jie to be depressed about her rich second-generation status!

Because I heard that Zhang Weidong was also here, soon Zhang Zhili, Yue Huibo and other doctors also rushed to the director's clinic, and then sat quietly in the back to observe.

This is a big habit of the Chinese medicine department, as long as Zhang Weidong comes, the doctors who have not arranged the task of sitting in the clinic that day will rush over. Zhang Zhili and the others all know very well in their hearts, the guidance of the divine doctor, the opportunity is rare, as long as they study more by his side, sooner or later they can all become national-level doctors.

Patients come in one after another, and when they encounter special symptoms, or Yuan Zhihong's diagnosis and yào prescription are not in place, Zhang Weidong will personally guide and explain, and the rest of the time is generally quietly watched.

Mén in the mén consultation room was pushed open again, and the uncle Zhang Weidong met in the elevator just now walked in with a humble smile on his face and bowed slightly.

But when he saw that there were five or six doctors sitting in the office, and Zhang Weidong was also present, he couldn't help but be shocked. After so many years of seeing a doctor, he really has never seen such a posture.

But what made him even more frightened was that there were so many elderly doctors there, Zhang Weidong, a young man, actually stood up and waved at him, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Uncle, you are here, come to me, I'll help you take a look." ”

"Ah, no need, no need, I'm on Director Yuan's number. The uncle was stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand again and again.

"That's okay, Director Yuan, why don't you help this uncle take a look first. Zhang Weidong smiled when he heard this, and then said to Yuan Zhihong.

Of course, Yuan Zhihong knew that the middle-aged man in front of him should be the patient Zhang Weidong mentioned just now, and he couldn't help laughing in his heart, this middle-aged man had eyes and didn't know Mount Tai, and the divine doctor was obviously in front of him, but he was still willing to seek the near and far.

But since Zhang Weidong said so, he couldn't shirk it, nodded and said modestly: "Okay Teacher Zhang, then I'll take a look first." ”

The middle-aged uncle saw that Director Yuan Zhihong's hair was a little gray, and he was even called Zhang Weidong, a young teacher, and he was so surprised that his mouth was wide open, I don't know if he heard it wrong, or if this young man's name is homophonic to "Teacher Zhang".

Seeing the middle-aged man's surprised appearance, Director Yuan couldn't help but smile, and then asked, "You have a stroke, right?"

"Yes. Seeing Yuan Zhihong asking, the middle-aged man came back to his senses.

"How long has it been since then?" asked Yuan Zhihong again.

"It's been about half a year. The middle-aged man replied.

"Half a year?" Yuan Zhihong frowned slightly, and there was a hint of embarrassment on his face, and the same was true for Zhang Zhili and the others.

The best recovery period for stroke is within three months, after which the recovery will become very slow, and after half a year, it will almost be finalized, and it will be very difficult to have more problems.

Seeing Yuan Zhihong frowning, the middle-aged man's heart couldn't help but sink, and asked, "Is there no hope?"

Yuan Zhihong did not answer the middle-aged man's question, but turned his head to look at Zhang Weidong, and asked in a tone that was not very certain: "Teacher Zhang, you see ......."

As the middle-aged man said to Zhang Weidong before, stroke hemiplegia is a problem in the world. Although the stroke victim was rescued, part of the cranial nerve that controlled the movement of his hands and feet had died. People cannot be resurrected after death, and the same is true for cranial nerve death, which is an irreversible process in medicine. So even if Yuan Zhihong knew that Zhang Weidong's medical skills were superb, he was at a loss in his heart.

Seeing that Yuan Zhihong turned around and asked Zhang Weidong for advice, the middle-aged man was shocked at the same time, and finally realized that he had heard it correctly just now, this young man was really Yuan Zhihong's teacher.

"It is definitely impossible to return to the original state after half a year of hemiplegia after stroke, but through some means of traditional Chinese medicine, it is completely possible to prick the peripheral nerves and gradually replace the dead nerve functions, so that the patient's hands and feet can be more convenient. Zhang Weidong replied with a smile.

Yuan Zhihong and the others were all shocked when they heard this, it has been half a year, and the person who should have pierced jī has already been stabbed, although it must have a certain effect if it persists in the later stage, but its effect is already very weak. The later rehabilitation exercise is mainly to prevent recurrence and muscle atrophy.

But when the words came from Zhang Weidong's mouth, apart from shock, no one dared to be skeptical! Otherwise, if these words had come from the mouths of other doctors, Yuan Zhihong and others would have scolded him for deceiving patients and trying to make money from them.

"This, Xiao Nian, no, Doctor Zhang, is what you just said true?

"Uncle, don't be nervous, I'll help you take the pulse first and see the situation. Zhang Weidong smiled and comforted the uncle, then got up to take Yuan Zhihong's place, and calmly helped him take his pulse.

"The situation is not bad, the feet should be able to recover a large part, of course, it is impossible to run like a normal person, but the movements of the hands are more complicated, and it will be more difficult to recover, but it can still be better. After Zhang Weidong checked the pulse, Shen Yín said for a moment.

If other doctors said these things, the middle-aged uncle would not have believed it, thinking that he was cheating him out of his money. After all, in order to make money, there are many doctors in domestic hospitals who cheat people, and the middle-aged uncle was once anxious about this disease, and he has been fooled two or three times. However, Zhang Weidong's character is trustworthy to the middle-aged uncle, and after all, this is the Provincial People's Hospital, which is more formal than a small hospital.

Although he was trustworthy, the middle-aged uncle was still nervous because of jī, and subconsciously blurted out: "Really, you didn't lie to me?"

"How can we talk about it?" how can our teacher Zhang ......" Seeing that the middle-aged uncle was suspicious of Zhang Weidong, several people blurted out accusations with dissatisfied expressions at once.

"I, I didn't mean that. The middle-aged uncle didn't expect that his careless words would cause public anger, and he couldn't help but turn white with fright.

I finally saw some hope, but don't be messed up by a sentence!

"Hehe, it's okay, it's understandable. Zhang Weidong smiled and waved his hand, and then continued: "However, if you have high blood pressure and high blood lipids, even if you have recovered partially, you still have to pay attention to your eating habits at all times." ”

After seeing so many doctors, the middle-aged uncle has begun to get used to the doctor asking him if he has high blood pressure, high blood lipids and other problems, and suddenly the young doctor in front of him said with certainty that he has high blood pressure and high blood lipids without asking, which can't help but make the middle-aged uncle surprised and admired, and at the same time, his confidence in Zhang Weidong is also doubled.

"Thank you doctor for the reminder, I'll take care of it. The middle-aged uncle said hurriedly.

"That's it, go to the acupuncture room, today is the first time, I will give you acupuncture and massage first, and afterwards I will prescribe some prescriptions for meridian activation, and next time I come, other doctors will help you with acupuncture, as for the push down, you can bring your family members to come next time, let the doctor teach them hand in hand, and you can let your family help you massage and massage at home in the future, which is a treatment method that needs to be adhered to for a long time." Zhang Weidong said with a smile.

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