Siheyuan: Happy life of the son-in-law of a founding general

This morning, Lou Bancheng was discharged from the hospital. Normally, it would be more appropriate for someone like Lou Bancheng to stay in the hospital, where doctors would be available at all times.

But as the former richest man in the city, Lou Bancheng had a lot of medical resources at his disposal, so he hired a private medical team to take charge of his rehabilitation. Rich people can do whatever they want.

When we arrived at the courtyard, Lou Bancheng had just had a physical examination and everything was fine.

The most feared thing about gunshot or knife wounds is inflammation. That’s why antibiotics are needed. In fact, in recent years, many soldiers injured on the battlefield have suffered from minor illnesses that turned into major ones because they did not have antibiotics. They eventually died gloriously.

Dean Deng, Wang Zhian, and Lou Bancheng's personal medical team talked about Lou Bancheng's physical condition. Wang Zhian was not good at this. He was just a Chinese medicine expert given by the system. In other aspects, he was not even half-baked. But Dean Deng, who had just been promoted, was a senior expert in this field.

However, Dean Deng did not know Wang Zhian's actual condition. Wang Zhian said that he learned Chinese medicine from his grandfather and did not know Western medicine. So after looking at the relevant data, he simply asked Wang Zhian about his opinion on Lou Bancheng's physical condition.

Wang Zhian acted very honestly and said that he was a layman in modern Western medicine, so he might as well take Mr. Lou's pulse.

"Okay, Zhian, take my pulse." Lou Bancheng was in good mood after hearing from the family doctor team that his physical condition had recovered well.

"Okay, Mr. Lou." Wang Zhian said, closing his eyes and taking Lou Bancheng's pulse.

Two minutes later, Wang Zhian opened his eyes and said to Lou Bancheng, "Mr. Lou, your injuries have healed well. However, Mr. Lou, your heart may need to be checked after you are better."

"Zhi'an, what do you mean?" Lou Bancheng, who was originally in a good mood, was suddenly confused. From what Wang Zhi'an said, it seemed that he had a heart problem.

"Well, Mr. Lou, don't worry, just rest and recover. Go to the hospital for a checkup. It doesn't look like a big problem now. But heart problems can be serious or minor, right?"

"Yeah, OK." Lou Bancheng's mood was almost ruined. He didn't expect that he would have heart problems again just after he had saved his life from the hands of the King of Hell.

Lou Bancheng still trusts Wang Zhian very much.

But not necessarily for others.

For example, Lou Bancheng’s family medical team has a total of three Western medicine doctors, one of whom is an expert and the other two are also department director level in the hospital.

One of them was Dr. Wang Chunguang, who happened to be the director of the cardiovascular department. Wang Chunguang joined this special family doctor team because of Lou Bancheng's injury. The bullet almost hit his heart. After hearing this, he didn't quite believe it and immediately asked, "Dr. Wang, you can tell that Mr. Lou has a heart problem just by listening to it. Is Chinese medicine so magical?"

Wang Zhian glanced at the other party and thought, "You are not convinced, right?" He didn't want to pay attention to it, but seeing Lou Bancheng's earnest eyes, he decided to talk to him properly.

"Doctor Wang, when I was taking Mr. Lou's pulse, I found that he was a little short of breath, a little weak, and his lips were not the right color, so I made this guess."

Wang Chunguang immediately showed a playful expression and said, "Doctor Wang, I'm not saying anything bad about you. Mr. Lou just had an operation and is a patient. It's very simple for him to have such symptoms. I think you'd better not exaggerate. This will have a great impact on Mr. Lou's physical recovery."

Wang Chunguang's words were quite good. In fact, Wang Zhian also knew that saying that Lou Bancheng had heart problems at this time would have a great impact on Lou Bancheng.

But he has no choice but to expand his influence as soon as possible and gain more emotional points. In this way, in addition to improving the quality of life, it can also help Wang Zhiyong to better defeat all enemies in the anti-Eagle sauce battlefield.

However, since Lou Bancheng's condition had already been disclosed, Wang Zhian had no choice but to continue explaining.

"Doctor Wang, generally speaking, normal or common heart problems will manifest as chest tightness, palpitations, and shortness of breath. But from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, it may also manifest in other aspects of the body, such as general fatigue and purple-blue coloration of the body."

At this point, Wang Zhian hesitated for a moment, "Also, I suspect that the reason why Mr. Lou's heart disease didn't show up before was because his heart was only partially leaking before, and it was only after being shot that the problem occurred."

This statement seemed to be getting more and more outrageous. Not only did Wang Chunguang look unhappy and wanted to refute immediately, but the other two family doctors also looked excited and angry.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zhian changed the subject and said to Wang Chunguang, "Doctor Wang, let's not talk about Mr. Lou's condition for now. Your skin is too white and your body is weak. You don't need a palm-leaf fan in summer. This is a symptom of spermatorrhea. You probably don't have a child yet. Your wife has never been pregnant."

At this point, Wang Chunguang, who had prepared a lot of words to continue to fight back against Wang Zhian, was dumbfounded. After a long silence, he asked, "Doctor Wang, have you investigated me behind my back?"

Wang Zhian shook his head. "Doctor Wang, this is the first time I see you. Also, Doctor Wang, your condition is not just caused by spermatorrhea. You also have a serious deficiency of kidney water. You can hardly even have sex. You must actively cooperate with the treatment."

“……”Lou Bancheng.

“…” Dean Deng.

“……”Wang Chunguang.

Wang Chunguang was not only dumbfounded, but also showed a trace of guilt and lowered his head. Then everyone present looked at him. Obviously, they were waiting for his response.

After a while, Wang Chunguang raised his head, looked at Wang Zhian, and asked, "Doctor Wang, can my disease be cured?"

This guy no longer called Wang Zhian "Dr. Xiao Wang", but "Dr. Wang". Obviously, Wang Zhian had hit the mark, and he wanted to ask for help. At this moment, everyone stared at Wang Zhian. In an instant, Wang Zhian was given a thousand points.

"Doctor Wang, your disease is very difficult to treat and requires long-term treatment."

Hearing what Wang Zhian said, Wang Chunguang suddenly became excited. Wang Zhian meant that it could be cured, but it was more troublesome. He quickly asked, "Doctor Wang, please help me. My disease is really a stubborn disease. In the past ten years, I have searched for famous doctors in the city, but none of them could help me."

As he spoke, his expression became more depressed.

Wang Zhian seemed very reserved and said, "Doctor Wang, let's talk about your illness later. Let's analyze Mr. Lou's symptoms."

Upon hearing this, Lou Bancheng immediately said, "Okay, nephew Haoran, I believe you. I will go to the hospital for a full-body check-up, especially a heart check-up. You should tell me about Doctor Wang's illness."

Lou Bancheng was actually a little scared, fearing that Wang Zhian would make things sound too horrible.

"Okay, Mr. Lou, your illness shouldn't be very serious, don't worry."

Lou Bancheng was relieved immediately. Wang Chunguang's eyes were burning with anger. Dean Deng, who was standing by, would have laughed like a pig if he hadn't known that he couldn't laugh in this situation.

In fact, Wang Zhian wanted to thank this guy. He took the initiative to come forward, which was equivalent to proving his ability in disguise, making Lou Bancheng believe in him more.