Medicine Dao Wanhua

When Fang Chen wanted to see a patient, the Zhao family would naturally not stop him. Zhao Guowei’s Zhao family had hired nurses since Zhao Guowei was in poor health. At that time, they only supervised him to take medicine and recuperate. Hours of full care of patients.

When Fang Chen entered, the nurse was giving Zhao Guowei a massage. After all, he was an elderly man. His health was not good. His muscles shrank rapidly. Compared with the right, his left hand and foot were only one layer thinner. Thin skin.

Zhao Guowei seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, and Fang Chen couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in, but he had read about this man's great achievements in the newspaper, and compared with the current situation, it looked even more desolate.

"I need to be quiet when I feel my pulse, you guys wait outside." Fang Chen said unceremoniously to clear the scene.

Seeing his resolute tone, although the Zhao family was dissatisfied, they still retreated obediently. Song Dongxu stood by the door to guard the door for him.

Fang Chen has a lot of secrets, and Song Dongxu knew it very early on. He didn't bother to ask, but insisted on keeping the secrets for him.

There won't be another person who knows Fang Chen's secret like him, or even gets involved, and that's enough.

Fang Chen walked to the bed, regardless of whether the person on the bed was awake or not, raised his hand and touched his sleeping point, and then began to check him.

As soon as he checked his pulse, his brows frowned, and a tiny cyan internal force came out from his fingertips, and penetrated into his meridians along Zhao Guowei's wrist. It has lost its vitality, and it is dilapidated like a decoration.

The situation was even worse than he had imagined. Not only was this person paralyzed due to a stroke, he could not move. I'm about to see Hades.

When Fang Chen conducted a more detailed inspection, the people outside the door were not idle either. Liang Hongxia was persuaded by Ren Qiuying to go downstairs and wait for news in the living room. The cute little grandson relieved her anxiety, while Zhao Pengfei stood on the second floor. In the corridor, listening to Dr. Deng's persuasion.

"Mr. Zhao, I also hope that Mr. Zhao's condition will improve, and I understand your current mood, but I don't agree with you asking this person to treat Mr. Zhao!"

Dr. Deng wasn't saying bad things about Fang Chen, in his opinion, it was worth it, Fang Chen's too young appearance left him with only contempt after meeting people with complicated emotions.

"Perhaps Fang Chen's medical knowledge is fairly solid, but I don't think he has the qualifications to practice medicine. As long as you ask any student who has studied medicine, what he knows is no worse than him. Do you really believe that he can cure the disease?" Is it your father's illness?"

Dr. Deng's words were very blunt, and he didn't mean to avoid Song Dongxu who was guarding the gate at all. He had discussed it with Fang Chen before. Although he had to admit that Fang Chen's occasional words were very insightful, this could not cover up Fang Chen himself. In fact, he didn't know much about western medicine, and he could basically read what he said just by flipping through the books. Dr. Deng felt that Fang Chen might have talent, and he could become a good doctor if he worked hard.

But now, that's definitely just a fake!

Letting such a person treat Zhao Guowei is a contempt for his medical ethics. Dr. Deng must not sit idly by!

Zhao Pengfei glanced awkwardly at Song Dongxu who was standing against the wall with his chest folded. The latter only returned him with a smile that was not a smile.

"Dr. Deng, Fang Chen is a Chinese medicine student. I believe in his ability." In fact, Zhao Pengfei was also uncertain. Although he knew Fang Chen's peculiarity early on, his age was always a problem. With the example of the Li family, he would never hire someone rashly.

Hearing what he said, Dr. Deng's face paled, but he still couldn't help persuading him: "Mr. Zhao, Fang Chen doesn't even have the qualifications to practice medicine. If something happens, who will bear the responsibility?"

What he said was a little too much, Zhao Pengfei's eyes flashed with impatience, but he hesitated a bit, and fell silent for a while.

Song Dongxu couldn't bear to see it at the moment. It was obvious that they came here to invite someone, and it wasn't that they posted it upside down and insisted on treating people. Now they are suspicious of them.

Immediately, he threw a sentence in the past: "If you don't believe in Xiaochen's medical skills, then don't cure it."

Zhao Pengfei was a little embarrassed when he heard this, but he concealed it so well that no one could see it, and said with a smile: "Of course I trust him, otherwise I wouldn't invite anyone."

But in fact, Zhao Pengfei was just thinking that even if Fang Chen had no choice, wouldn't there be a mysterious expert "Mr. Dongfang" behind him.

Naturally, Song Dongxu could see this kind of careful thinking, he curled his lips and stopped talking, thinking to himself that this person is a hypocrite, and he should not let Xiaochen get too close to them in the future.

At this time, the closed door suddenly opened from the inside, and Fang Chen glanced at the people outside the door. Although the sound insulation effect of this room is very good, he still vaguely heard Zhao Pengfei's last words when he opened the door. Their expressions and behaviors, a little association can figure out the cause and effect.

Seeing him coming out, Zhao Pengfei didn't care about anything else, he just stepped forward and asked, "How is my father's condition?"

"It's terrible." Fang Chen looked back at Zhao Guowei who was still awake, and he had already released the sleeping hole for him just after he finished the examination.

Zhao Pengfei's heart skipped a beat at his straightforward answer.

Fang Chen didn't seem to see his ugly face, and said simply: "Although the treatment was timely before, his cerebral infarction did not continue to worsen, but there was no sign of recovery, and his internal organs were weakened to varying degrees. If it goes down for less than a year, more than half of it should be necrotic." And the internal organs are all necrotic, so naturally this person can't live.

In this way, the physical problem is not so important.

Dr. Deng looked at him and didn't speak, but he was secretly surprised. Zhao Guowei's latest examination report did mention his physical weakness, but only Dr. Deng knew about it, and he didn't tell anyone. I can see it.

"So serious?! Didn't you say it was just hemiplegia?" Zhao Pengfei is a dutiful son, and now there is nothing like his father's health. Hearing that his father's condition is so bad, he may only live for another year. Where? Still calm.

In a hurry, Zhao Pengfei stretched out his hand to grab Fang Chen, but was blocked by Song Dongxu, and he finally realized, "Sorry, I was in a hurry."

"It's okay." Fang Chen patted Song Dongxu, indicating that he was fine. Song Dongxu glanced at him, then at Zhao Pengfei, and then stepped aside. The latter clearly saw the warning in his eyes.

"Little Doctor Fang, is there really no other way?"

"There is still a way." Fang Chen already had a plan in his heart, and he spoke calmly, which was mostly convincing.

Hearing that he could be saved, not only Zhao Pengfei, but even Dr. Deng looked sideways.

"As long as it can save my father's life, just tell us what you need, we will definitely do it!" Zhao Pengfei heaved a sigh of relief, as long as his father can be cured, everything else is fine.

"You really have a way? You can't just talk about this kind of thing." Dr. Deng still didn't believe his words. The reason why he didn't speak out immediately after discovering Zhao Guowei's situation was to find an appropriate time to make the Zhao family mentally prepared. , in his opinion, judging from Zhao Guowei's current physical condition, at most he can let him live for a few more months, and there is really nothing else he can do.

But the kid in front of him actually said that he could be cured, how could this be possible? !Dr. Deng absolutely did not believe it.

Fang Chen just smiled lightly, and didn't intend to talk to him more, since he doesn't believe it, let's speak with the facts.

"Now I need to know what kind of medicine Mr. Zhao has been taking during this period of time, and how much."

Seeing that he didn't answer, Dr. Deng was furious, but he went to show Fang Chen all the medicine Zhao Guowei had recently taken with a dark face.

Fang Chen asked Zhao Guowei how much medicine he was taking, and picked up those medicine bottles to read the ingredients on them, picked up a piece of white medicine bottle and sniffed it, his lips parted slightly.

Seeing this, Song Dongxu immediately pressed his hand, "What are you doing?"

Seeing that he was nervous, Fang Chen comforted him, "It's okay, I'll try it." After speaking, he stuck out his tongue to add a tablet, and then compared it with the ingredients in the introduction.

Seeing him sticking out his pink tongue to lick the medicine, Song Dongxu trembled all over, and quickly turned his eyes away, not daring to look again.The other two were attracted by Fang Chen's weird behavior, but they didn't notice his strangeness.

After Fang Chen analyzed all the medicines, he asked for a pen and paper, wrote down a lot of names of Chinese herbal medicines, and handed them to Zhao Pengfei.

"Prepare these medicinal materials, and prepare a wooden bathtub with a cover that is airtight."

Dr. Deng looked at the list. There were no less than a hundred kinds of medicinal materials on it, and the portions were all bizarre, enough to open a medicine shop. Although he did not study Chinese medicine, he also knew that this was not a prescription in Chinese medicine at all. He sneered, but after hearing what he said later, he understood, "Did you prepare these medicinal materials for medicinal bath?"

"Half and half." Fang Chen smiled and said nothing.