Medical road ahead

Hmm. Danfeng eyes, cherry lips, not to mention, this child really has a bit of ancient beauty.

Seeing Director Dai staring at him in a daze, Wang Yang hurriedly asked, "If it's not pneumonia, could it be tuberculosis?"

Director Dai did not answer right away, but asked: "Your cough is mainly in spring and winter, especially in winter, right?"

"That's right! How do you know?" Wang Yang nodded immediately, his eyes full of surprise.

"That's right."

Director Dai smiled and explained: "The onset of tuberculosis has nothing to do with the season, and there will be no obvious high-incidence season. Moreover, if you really suffer from tuberculosis and have not received drug treatment for at least half a year, you would have died of bad fluid quality."

"Then I'm really coughing because of congenital heart disease?" Wang Yang asked with a frown.

Director Dai nodded, "At present, it seems that it is indeed the case, but I still need to conduct a series of examinations on you before I can confirm the diagnosis."

After speaking, Director Dai issued a checklist and asked Wang Yang's mother to pay the fee, while he continued to inquire about Wang Yang's medical history in detail, such as repeated respiratory infections, heart palpitations, and lip cyanosis, and auscultated him to hear different parts of his heart. noise for further judgment.

Wang Yang held his breath and did not dare to make a sound.

Director Dai saw that he was nervous, so he found a topic to chat with him, so that he could relax, "Have you seen "Dream of Red Mansions?"

"Well."

Wang Yang nodded slightly, still sitting upright.

"Then do you know how Lin Daiyu died?" Director Dai asked again.

"I'm so pissed off." Wang Yang blurted out.

"cough!"

Director Dai laughed, then nodded to himself, "That's sort of it."

"However, the real cause of her death was not jealousy." He followed.

Wang Yang guessed: "She must have died of lung disease, right? When I watched TV, I saw that she was always coughing and coughing up bloody sputum. Compared with her, I was better, at least I didn't cough up blood."

"That's right, your condition is indeed not as serious as hers, and you are more fortunate than her, being born in modern times." Director Dai nodded with a smile.

"According to this, my condition is similar to hers? But am I not a heart attack?" Wang Yang was half-aware.

Director Dai explained: "Although Lin Daiyu often coughs dryly and coughs up blood, she often coughs at night. It is more like left heart failure than tuberculosis."

"Left heart?"

Hearing this, Wang Yang looked down at his left chest.

Director Dai continued: "I remember that I came back in my [-]s and described Lin Daiyu's state before she died. It seemed that her throat was choked, her heart was still beating and she struggled to get up and lie down again, tossing and turning." Orthopnea caused by pulmonary hypertension caused by chronic heart disease, paroxysmal dyspnea at night, and palpitations and other symptoms."

"I see."

After Director Dai took back the stethoscope, Wang Yang stroked his heart, as if in a daze, "Recently, I also feel difficult to breathe at night, as if something is oppressing here, it doesn't hurt, but it's just uncomfortable."

"It will definitely be uncomfortable."

Director Dai nodded empathetically, and said, "In addition to Western medicine, from the perspective of Chinese medicine, Lin Daiyu is definitely not suffering from lung disease. When did you write it?"

He scratched his chin, pondered for a while, and then remembered, "Chapter 83, it said that Lin Daiyu's pulse condition is 'all six pulses are stringy. The six pulses are stringy and late. The cause is depression, the left inch is weak, and the heart energy has weakened." According to Western medicine, it is congenital bicuspid valve stenosis, which hinders the discharge of blood from the left atrium, causes pulmonary congestion, and eventually leads to recurrent lung infections."

"Ahem, cough, then I also have recurrent pulmonary infection?" Wang Yang asked with a cough.

Director Dai patted him on the back while filling his water glass with warm water, "Exactly. In addition, you said that the city where your school is located has serious air pollution, which aggravates the lung infection. But , It is not realistic to transfer schools, and we still have to heal from the root to finally solve the problem.”

Wang Yang drank a few sips of water, pouted and said, "But Lin Daiyu is not cured, so do I still have hope?"

"Stupid boy, what era was Lin Daiyu born in, and what era were you born in? Didn't I just say that? You are luckier than her. You were born in modern times with advanced medicine, and your condition is very difficult for our cardiology doctors. It is no longer an intractable disease." Director Dai comforted him.

While talking, Wang Yang's mother had already paid the fee and came back. Director Dai arranged for a doctor to accompany the mother and son to the examination, and he called several interns to inform Wang Yang's situation in detail, and asked them to make a report on it. The title of the clinical case is - If Lin Daiyu was born in modern times.

"Teacher, this title is so artistic!" Someone laughed.

Director Dai smiled and said, "Can't we who study medicine be more artistic?"

"When you meet the patient, you'll understand why I took the title," he added.

"Oh? Could it be that he not only got Sister Lin's disease, but also has Sister Lin's face?" Someone asked with a smile.

Director Dai shrugged his shoulders, making everyone more curious.

After Wang Yang completed a series of examinations such as electrocardiogram and cardiac color Doppler ultrasound, as Director Dai expected, the cause of his diagnosis was congenital left ventricular insufficiency.

"How should I treat it?" Wang Yang's mother asked.

Director Dai briefly introduced: "We usually treat patients with targeted drugs. If the condition does not improve, aggressive lung transplantation and ostomy are performed to prolong the patient's life."

"Can it be cured? Both his father and his grandfather."

Wang Yang's mother frowned, but hesitated to speak.

"Don't worry, Auntie, we will definitely assist the teacher to cure your son's illness and let him continue to be handsome."

A female intern stepped forward to comfort her, but as soon as the words came out, everyone laughed.

"Be handsome?"

Wang Yang himself couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't expect that because of his appearance, everyone would pity him, they all showed concern for him, and they were very active in his treatment, especially those female interns who were not a few years older than him.

"Tsk! It seems that he is handsome, and even heals diseases more conveniently than others."

Director Dai was amazed.

Since then, Wang Yang has become the key treatment object of the Department of Cardiology, and also a clinical study case for the current interns, and his body is gradually improving during the treatment stage.
"Help. Doctor, nurse, come and save me!"

During the lunch break, a middle-aged man ran into the hospital in a panic, scurrying around like a headless chicken.

Seeing this scene, a security guard hurried up to ask about the situation.

"Mom! Ghost"

But when he approached and saw the man's face clearly, he immediately screamed out of fright, then his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground