Chinese medicine doctor Xu Yang

Xu Yang and Professor He came out of the ICU.

Professor He looked very solemn.

Xu Yang was a little more relaxed.

Everyone looked over.

Only the patient's wife leaned tiredly against the wall.

Cao Dahua came over and asked, "Professor He, how are you doing?"

Professor He's face darkened: "Let's go to the office and talk..."

Upon hearing this, Cao Dahua's heart sank instantly.

A group of people went to the office again.

The patient's wife was leaning on the chair, her face was pale, she said nothing, and she looked extremely haggard.

Cao Dahua, on the other hand, stood upright.

Directors of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine also came, and junior Chinese medicine doctors gathered in the corners and at the door.

Director Qi brought over a thick pile of information and said, "Professor He, please take a look first. These are the patient's previous diagnosis and treatment records."

Professor He nodded and started reading.

Xu Yang stood behind Professor He and watched.

After reading for a while, Professor He finished reading the information, and then handed the diagnosis and treatment records to Xu Yang for him to read.

Professor He looked at the patient's family and said in a serious tone: "The patient's disease is quite troublesome. From the perspective of our Chinese medicine practitioners, this means that the patient has been severely frostbitten before, and it seems to be cured, but in fact it has never been."

"His cold evil has always been lurking in his body. When he was young, his qi and blood may have been strong and his righteousness was not weak, so he could still carry it, but it did not cause any great harm."

"But as time goes by, this cold evil gradually enters the internal organs, and now the cold evil has penetrated deep into the blood. Oh, blood is our professional vocabulary."

"Based on the dialectical analysis of human body's health qi, nutrient and blood, the blood score means that the pathogenic factors have entered the innermost layer, which means the condition has reached a very serious stage."

"Because the cold evil is deep in the blood, it blocks the blood vessels, which leads to gangrene and heartache. Now the situation is very serious. It is more serious than when you were hospitalized in the province before. Now it is likely to be life-threatening."

The group of young Chinese medicine practitioners in the back were busy taking notes.

Xu Yang also looked through the diagnosis and treatment records of the former doctor. The dialectics were correct. After all, he was an expert in the province and was quite capable.

In fact, some traditional Chinese medicine doctors are very outrageous in their treatment of diseases. They do not understand dialectics. They only read examination reports and Western medicine disease names. Especially those diseases with "inflammatory" names in Western medicine, such as this patient's vasculitis.

They looked at the flames, two fires. How could there be inflammation without the heat of fire? So directly clearing away heat and purging fire will reduce inflammation.

A patient like this has cold evil deep in his blood and is already critically ill. If you still use bitter cold to laxative medicine, you will probably die here today.

So this is why Chinese medicine cannot treat diseases based on examination reports. It does not mean that it rejects modern science. The key is that Chinese medicine cannot rely on this to treat diseases. With good luck, the symptoms and symptoms are consistent and the treatment will be effective. But what if you are unlucky...

Cao Dahua stood there and said directly: "Professor He, just tell me, we can bear it. Can this disease be cured?"

Professor He shook his head: "The condition is very serious and very difficult."

Cao Dahua frowned and asked again: "Can it be controlled?"

Professor He still shook his head: "It's difficult."

Cao Dahua suddenly became anxious: "Why can't anything work? Does that mean it can't be cured?"

Cao Dehua immediately said: "Dahua, what are you yelling about? Pay attention to your attitude and tone."

Cao Dahua looked over again: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"I..." Cao Dehua was so choked by this bastard brother that he ignored him and said to Professor He: "I'm sorry, Professor He, my brother is a rough man and speaks louder, don't mind."

Professor He waved his hand and smiled slightly: "It's okay, I understand. It's just that I can't make a promise to this patient, and I can't guarantee that the condition will not worsen. I can only say that I will try my best."

Everyone's heart sank.

The group of little Chinese medicine doctors at the door all sighed. Every time they are helpless in the face of a disease, it is the time when doctors feel most sad and regretful.

Shi Rentong, the director of the ICU, spread his hands towards Zhong Hua. Look, he just said it was useless. So many provincial experts can't cure it, so changing to another provincial expert will help?

Zhong Hua also sighed helplessly. He had also seen this patient, but with his ability, he couldn't cure it. It is really too serious and there is no way to save it.

"Qingyan, hey, don't cry." Cao Dehua immediately advised the patient's wife. He has a wide range of contacts and knows everyone.

Everyone looked at the patient's wife.

The patient's wife leaned on the chair, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, but her face was not distorted much. She was just so calm and numb that she didn't even have the slightest expression.

It's like a puppet crying continuously.

There was no expression on his face.

There was no sound in his mouth.

This is a cry of despair.

The patient became ill ten years ago and did not recover after ten years of treatment. This year I stayed in a hospital in the provincial capital for another seven months. She stayed with her for seven months, made me fearful for seven months, and despaired for seven months...

For a moment, everyone felt as if there was a big stone blocked in their hearts, and they were very suffocated for a while.

Cao Dahua even punched the wall. He said angrily: "My master is obviously a hero, and he did this to save talents! Damn it, why don't good people get rewarded!"

Director Qi sighed and said: "How about accepting the hospital's suggestion and amputation..."

Cao Dahua moved his lips and sighed heavily. He thought of his master's temper again. His master would rather die than do this. Who can persuade him?

"Actually, this is not an incurable disease. There is still hope."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked and looked over.

Even the patient's wife, who was like a puppet, raised her eyes slightly.

"Xu Yang, don't talk nonsense." Professor He quickly reminded.

Seeing that it was the young doctor talking, Cao Dahua suddenly became a little angry.

Director Shi Rentong of the ICU also frowned and looked over.

Xu Yang said: "I'm not talking nonsense. Although the patient's condition is serious and he has suffered from severe cold for more than thirty years, and the cold evil is deeply embedded in his blood, it is not an incurable disease."

"It is true that the patient is seriously ill, but he has not reached the critical moment of life and death. At this time, using Da Xin and Da Fang medicine, opening ice and thawing, replenishing Qi and breaking up the stasis will definitely be effective."

Professor He frowned and reminded: "Xu Yang, take a good look at the previous doctor's diagnosis and treatment."

Xu Yang said: "I took a look, and the former doctor's diagnosis and treatment ideas are the same as mine, and the prescriptions are also correct."

Professor He couldn't understand it even more. Didn't the former doctor already try it, but it didn't work? Why are you still walking on this road?

Others also looked puzzled.

Xu Yang opened the information in his hand, shook his head slightly, his brows furrowed tightly, a look of dissatisfaction slowly appeared on his face, and his tone became darker.

He said: "The previous doctor's diagnosis and treatment was correct, but the dose was too low. The patient suffered from cold illness for 35 years, just like an old iceberg that has been frozen for 35 years."

"If you throw three or five pieces of red charcoal on it, it won't melt it. You can see that the maximum dosage of aconite used by former doctors is only 30g, while the maximum dosage of Chuanwu is only 9g."

"To treat this kind of chronic cold disease, it is not possible to defeat the powerful aconite and aconite that circulate all over the surface and inside of the twelve meridians. The former doctor used too low a temperature, so naturally he could not open the ice to thaw."

As soon as these words came out, the Western doctors and family members were confused.

The Chinese doctors were all dumbfounded.

Professor He's face suddenly darkened, and he asked: "Do you know the dosage specified in the pharmacopoeia?"

Xu Yang said: "I know that Aconite should not exceed 15g, and Aconite should not exceed 3g. The former doctor has actually used it several times more than the dosage."

Professor He scolded in a deep voice: "I know you still say it!"

Xu Yang shook his head: "It's not enough."

Professor He was suddenly startled: "How many grams do you want to use?"

Xu Yang said: "The amount of Chuanwu needs 30g."

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar. You are going to overdose ten times!

Professor He's face instantly darkened, and he scolded: "Don't forget how you got into trouble before!"

Xu Yang lowered his head and exhaled slightly, then looked at Professor He calmly and said, "I have not forgotten, but I have not forgotten that I am a doctor."