Zhang Haihua raised his head and asked Xiang Yunheng, "How do you determine that this lump is an aggregate of feces?"

Yun Heng had already given the diagnosis just now, and Zhang Haihua inferred it based on the results, so it was easy to guess.

"Yeah." Yun Heng nodded.

Zhang Haihua smiled and felt the patient's pulse. "The patient's pulse is weak when taken superficially, but strong and firm when taken deep, and the pulse is stagnant and unsmooth... Combined with other symptoms, it seems to be a Yangming Fu Shi syndrome. You little guys can do it."

Although Zhang Haihua's level is not as good as Ji Fengwen, it is naturally much higher than Yun Heng and others. Yun Heng has not checked Zhang Haihua's four dimensions, but if divided according to the level of the panel, Zhang Haihua's internal medicine level should be similar to Liang Wanming.

It was much better than Yun Heng and others. In addition, Yun Heng stated his and others' judgment at the beginning. Zhang Haihua's inspection was just a confirmation, which was relatively easier.

After confirming it, Zhang Haihua was really a little surprised.

This group of young people is really amazing. Given the patient's condition, even if the senior attending physicians from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine came here, they probably wouldn't be able to figure it out.

"So you're just an afterthought."

Liu Kexiang smiled and said, "If I had known that Xiaoyun and his group were so powerful, I wouldn't have called you. It's useless."

"You're just being ungrateful."

Zhang Haihua was too lazy to say that if he hadn't come, it would be strange if Liu Kexiang dared to let Yun Heng and his group use the medicine.

No matter how accurate what Yun Heng and others said was, Liu Kexiang didn't understand Chinese medicine, so he had no way to judge. How could he be at ease?

"Xiao Yun, then tell me how to treat it."

Liu Kexiang was deliberately trying to be nice to Yun Heng. After all, the person he was joking about was Yun Heng's senior brother and family member. How could Zhang Haihua still turn against him?

Zhang Haihua would definitely be happy to support his junior fellow apprentice.

"If vomiting or purging does not relieve the symptoms of typhoid fever, and the patient does not have a bowel movement for five or six days, or even more than ten days, and experiences night sweats without aversion to cold, and speaks to himself as if seeing ghosts. In severe cases, the patient loses consciousness when the fever breaks out, groping over clothes and the bed, and is restless, breathing slightly and staring straight ahead. If the pulse is stringy, the patient will survive; if it is astringent, the patient will die; if it is weak, the patient will only have fever and delirium. Dachengqi Decoction is the main treatment. If the pulse is relieved after one dose, stop taking it."

Yun Heng explained the original text from the Treatise on Febrile Diseases while writing down the prescription. He then handed it to Zhang Haihua, "Brother, please take a look."

Zhang Haihua took it, looked at it, and said with a smile, "Not bad."

He handed the prescription to Liu Kexiang and said, "Immediately arrange for someone to decoct the medicine. Once it's ready, administer the medicine through nasogastric tube. After taking the medicine, pay close attention to the patient's bowel sounds and anal flatus. If the patient's bowel movements don't increase after taking the medicine, continue with the second dose until the patient has bowel sounds and flatus. Once the patient has bowel movements, not only will the high fever be relieved, but the patient may even wake up quickly."

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