The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 792
Mr. Hu heard him say that he wanted to go out to see the troublemaker, so he hurriedly stopped him: "brother, you must not go, this kind of family members who come to the doctor to make trouble have lost their minds and blamed everything on us It's unreasonable for the doctor's head."

Li Changan smiled: "Isn't it just a stroke, why is it so violent?"

Mr. Hu sighed: "It's also the fault of the hospital I named. They didn't handle it well. The patients were very old. They didn't dare to use prescriptions and adopted conservative treatments. It's complicated, conservative treatment made the old man not only not get better, but even worse."

Speaking of this, Mr. Hu waved his hands: "Now the patient is so serious that his mouth is crooked and his eyes are slanted, he has been in a semi-comatose state, and there are signs of constipation, convulsions and vomiting. In this situation, I am helpless."

The ancients believed that the disease of stroke was caused by lung qi, but modern Western medicine mostly believed that there was a problem with the heart and kidney, and it also involved the brain. It has always been the most difficult and miscellaneous disease. Even a famous doctor like Lao dare not guarantee it easily.

But Li Chang'an could also see that this old Hu cherished his reputation, even if he had a way, he would not take the initiative to treat patients.

Even Mr. Hu is like this, other doctors can imagine, it is like this now, after seeing a lot, doctors will not give any guarantee to the family members, and will not take risks to treat people, because the relationship between doctors and patients is stronger than any other Diseases are scary questions.

He waved his hand: "Mr. Hu, let me go and have a look. Stroke is not an incurable disease, the key is to look at the situation."

Mr. Hu blushed, and felt that what he had done was not very good. The motto of "hanging the pot to help the world" is the rule that Chinese medicine practitioners have followed in the past.

He gritted his teeth: "Okay, let's go and have a look, but call a few more security guards, the patient's son is really unreasonable."

When they walked out of the research building, they saw a group of people carrying a stretcher. On it was an old man in a tunic suit lying on his side, with phlegm clogged, difficulty breathing, and flushed face.

However, the old man's children and relatives attacked those security guards like mad cows. They didn't look like they were here to treat illnesses, but to kill people.

Li Changan frowned, ignored Mr. Hu's obstruction, strode over, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing!"

He pushed away the security guards and faced the troublemakers.

They are all young people, and they are aggressive, especially the fat man with his hips crossed, his eyes are as wide as a bull's-eye, and he pointed out: "Hit me!"

This is more than unreasonable, it is simply irrational.

This group of young people seemed to be prepared, and all of them were young and strong. At this time, they approached viciously, scaring the security guards behind Li Changan to keep retreating.

As soon as Mr. Hu stomped his feet, he rushed up desperately, and was hugged tightly by those researchers.

"Leave me alone, protect Li Daniu, he is more important than me!" Old Hu's eyes were also red, only he could understand the level of "Li Daniu", only he could understand the value of this man to the medical profession.

Li Changan smiled at this time, this is a mob, relying on their momentum.

He stretched out his hand, pressed it, and then pulled it, and a fist that was swung by a young man was distorted by him, and the whole person flew out sideways, blocking the people behind, and all of a sudden, the group of people fell to the ground. A mess.

"Speak well if you have something to say, and I won't be polite if you make trouble out of no reason." Li Chang'an's Tai Chi is an understatement, but the effect is not something this group of ordinary people can resist.

The fat man was in a hurry and shouted again and again, but a group of behind him didn't know whether they were friends or invited gangsters, but they rushed up again with the wooden sticks they brought.

Li Changan's eyes turned cold, he bent his fingers, and suddenly cut in front of a person, and slammed his forehead hard.

The man screamed, and the whole person flew upside down. After landing, he was still unstable, and he turned backwards several times before standing up. His forehead was already bruised and purple, and a big lump was raised.

Li Changan flicked his fingers again, and the wooden stick in another person's hand was broken, and this guy screamed in fright: "Ghost!"

"Lang Lang Qiankun, where did the ghost come from!" Li Changan stood up with his sleeves up, and said coldly to the group of people: "Come again, this time I promise, it's either a broken hand or a broken foot, I think you all want to go to the hospital for a few days Bar?"

No one dared to come up.

Li Changan snorted, and the fat man gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, Hu Zhongmai, you are also a famous Chinese medicine doctor, and you actually hired a helper to deal with us. You are guilty of doing things!"

Mr. Hu was trembling with anger: "I am guilty? What does this have to do with me?"

The fat man turned his head to look at his father, with tears rolling down his face: "Of course it has something to do with you. If I hadn't heard of your reputation, I wouldn't have gone to that hospital. I would have gone to see a western doctor if I knew about it. What kind of bullshit Chinese medicine is it? fraud!"

Li Changan frowned: "There is no difference between Chinese and Western medicine in treating diseases, the key lies in your mentality. If you are like this, isn't your father the one who suffers?"

This makes sense, that fat man is considered a civil servant, and he still has to listen to some reason.

"I just want to know why my dad was able to get out of bed a few days ago, but after seeing some Chinese medicine doctor for a few days, he can't even speak. Is this a cure? This is murder!" the fat man hugged My head is about to cry.

This man is really a filial son, Li Changan saw that he was only in his forties, but his hair was all gray, so he couldn't help nodding: "For the sake of your filial piety, I don't care about what happened just now, come on, Lift your father inside, don't lie on his side or flat, put a pillow on his back, and let him sit up halfway, otherwise the phlegm in his throat will accumulate more and more, and he will be suffocated..."

The fat man stared blankly at him, and an elderly woman behind him gave him a push: "What are you doing in a daze, what can you do now, you're a dead horse like a living horse doctor."

These words were too unpleasant, Li Changan glanced at the woman.

In his thirties, he wears heavy make-up, and his body is well maintained, but mainly because of his face, small mouth, narrow forehead, jealousy, peachy eyes, and spring eyebrows, which is the face of an adulteress. At first glance, she looks very beautiful, but her temperament is low and frivolous, which is really not auspicious.

This may be the fat man's wife, but looking at the fat man again, he has thick and short eyebrows, wide mouth and thick lips, uneven atrium, black eyes and trembling hands. This face shows that this man is impetuous, has a very bad temper, and Obviously there is a phase of kidney deficiency.

Such a man can't satisfy the woman who is full of enthusiasm. Judging from the appearance of the two, it seems that there is a contradiction in the boudoir. If a family is not satisfied with each other in bed, then there will be many things.

Li Chang'an knew it all at a glance, but he didn't point it out at this time. Seeing that the woman's attitude towards the old man was not the same as the outside, and secretly more anxious and disgusted, he knew it in his heart.

The various states of life come from one heart. Although the method of observing the appearance sounds illusory, there is something magical in it.

A low-level physiognomy can only look at facial features and face shape, while a real physiognomist can only look at aura, observe the aura of others, and understand the person's personality and temper, and infer his career and love from his personality and temper.

This is the real way to know each other.

Li Changan has only dabbled in physiognomy, but he has seen many problems at this time...

(End of this chapter)