Chapter 118 Treatment of Difficult and Complicated Diseases
"What do you want?" Zhou Haotian asked, his sneer intensifying. "My grandfather's illness has been treated by almost every doctor in Liangjun City, but none of them can cure it. If you can cure it, all of us in the Zhou family will come to your clinic for treatment in the future."
"Tsk!" Du Wanwan sneered, "I thought the young master would say something earth-shattering. What's the big deal about coming to my clinic for a consultation? Is this kind of thing worth talking about? Boring!"
Being told that he was boring, Zhou Haotian looked very unhappy: "Then what do you think?"
"One thousand taels of silver, the medicine will cure the disease. If you can't pay the fee, go back and wait for death."
Du Wanwan's words were earth-shattering, causing everyone to stare in amazement.
One thousand taels of silver?
My God! Doctor Du from the People's Hospital is really bold to say that one thousand taels of silver is enough for them to earn for two lifetimes.
For an average farming family, if they could save ten taels of silver a year, it was considered a very good year. In a bad year, they could only save five taels of silver at best. To earn one thousand taels of silver, they would have to spend two lifetimes to do so.
(Note that the life span of ancient people was relatively short, so don’t use modern thinking to calculate how many years are in two lifetimes.)
It was rare to see Doctor Du speak so harshly, and many people nearby came over to watch the fun.
Du Wanwan didn't care, she had set a rule for herself: "Rob the rich and help the poor." When rich people came to see a doctor, especially for difficult and complicated diseases, the fees would naturally be higher.
When people come to see a doctor, let them pay according to their conscience. The amount of the consultation fee should be clearly stated, and they can pay as much as they want, without forcing them.
A handful of wool from the rich is enough to pay for the medical treatment of the common people.
"One thousand taels?" Zhou Haotian didn't expect Du Wanwan to ask for such a high price, and he immediately shouted, "Are you taking advantage of the situation?"
"Huh!" Du Wanwan sneered, "Taking advantage of someone's misfortune? What? In your eyes, your grandfather's life is not worth a thousand taels? You said that he had been to all the clinics in Liangjun City for treatment of his illness, which means that his condition is very difficult.
Most people can't afford the treatment, but I can. But you won't pay. Is it too much to ask for a life for 1,000 taels? Is it taking advantage of someone's misfortune? If you can't afford the treatment, go back! My medicine didn't fall from the sky."
After hearing what she said, everyone around understood the reason and began to whisper.
"It turns out that it's an incurable disease. That costs money. It's not that the consultation fee is too expensive, but that the medicine used is too precious. Doctor Du will never quote a random price. She is not that kind of person."
"That's right. The Zhou family runs a silk and satin shop, so they can afford this little money."
"I don't know what sin this old man of the Zhou family has committed. I heard that for more than half a year, he has only eaten and not defecated. He is as thin as a bamboo pole, but his belly is as big as a woman who is pregnant for ten months."
"The Zhou family is a wealthy family in Liangjun City. One thousand taels of silver is nothing to them. It is worthwhile to buy the old man's life."
After listening to everyone's words, Zhou Siwen also felt that it was right. He had already inquired about this People's Clinic, and the doctors there were not only good in medical skills, but also good in character.
When treating patients and saving lives, the medical fees are given voluntarily and will never be forced.
Many people were afraid that such a good clinic would not be able to continue operating, so they took the initiative to balance the clinic's income and expenditure and paid to buy the chickens, ducks and vegetables that the patients used to pay for their medical treatment.
He had no idea how many doctors he had seen, how much medicine he had taken, and how much money he had spent on this illness over the past six months, but there had been no effect at all.
I didn't expect that when I came here, the doctor said he could cure it, but the consultation fee would be one thousand and two taels of silver.
Just like what people around him were saying, maybe precious medicinal herbs were needed to cure his illness, and charging one thousand taels was not very expensive, at least it solved his pain.
Not only is his stomach big, but it's also hard and only takes in food but not out. If no one can cure him, he thinks he will die from this disease.
If no one can cure him, then he can only wait to die. If someone can cure him, why should he die?
Staring at his grandson, Zhou Siwen shouted angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and give me the silver. In your eyes, is your grandfather's life not worth a thousand taels?"
Zhou Haotian said with a bitter face: "Grandpa! That's not what I meant. He charges too much. We have seen so many doctors and it didn't cost that much."
Du Wanwan asked back: "You have seen so many doctors and spent so much money, but has your grandfather's illness been cured? I have a thousand taels of medicine that will cure the disease, and you still think it's too expensive?"
After saying that, he turned to Zhou Siwen and said, "Old sir! I really feel sorry for you. What hope can you have in the future if you raise such an unfilial descendant? You are not willing to give me one thousand taels of silver. Do you want you to die sooner?"
"puff!"
Ye Zhenghai was amused by Du Wanwan's words. Fortunately, he didn't laugh too loudly. He was afraid of being discovered, so he quickly held it back and turned his head to look away.
He dared to conclude that after today, Zhou Haotian's life would be difficult. His father was an extremely filial man, and Mr. Zhou was the emperor in the Zhou family, and he had the final say.
When he went to see a doctor, Zhou Haotian actually complained that the consultation fee was too expensive. Didn't he want to stay in the Zhou family anymore?
"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't mean that."
Zhou Haotian suddenly became anxious. He just wanted to come to the People's Medical Clinic to show off and let the young Dr. Du remember who he was so that he would flatter him when he saw him in the future.
I didn't come here to let him kill me with a few words. If grandpa gets angry with him, will he ever be able to take over the family business in the future?
Even though he is the eldest grandson in the family, he still has many younger brothers and half-brothers. If the old man gets angry, his fate as the future head of the family will definitely be bumpy.
"I'll give you the money, okay? Let's make a deal, you must promise to cure my grandfather's illness, and you can't cheat, otherwise I'll kill you."
While threatening in a timid manner, he took out ten silver notes worth one hundred taels and put them on the table in front of Du Wanwan.
Zhou Haotian is rich and generous: "Here is one thousand taels, write me a prescription."
After putting away the banknote, Du Wanwan didn't waste any words and directly wrote a prescription, handed it to Zhou Siwen and told him.
"Old man! You take the medicine for three days first, and you will start to discharge around tomorrow night. For seven or eight days, you will have two or three times a day. Don't be afraid, this is normal.
Come back to see me when you only eat once a day and your stomach is smaller. Eat more meat during this period, but not too much. You are too thin if you eat only two taels per meal. You need to supplement your nutrition."
To treat dry stools and constipation in the elderly, the prescription must be written several times and adjusted at least three to five times before the problem can be completely resolved.
Zhou Siwen was puzzled: "I need to eat meat? Doctor! Can you tell me what disease I have? I have seen several doctors, but no one knows what disease I have. I have tried every possible method and even prayed to the Buddha countless times, but it is still useless. What's wrong with my belly? Why is it getting bigger day by day?"
The people around also wanted to know the answer to this question, so they all pricked up their ears to listen to Du Wanwan's explanation.
She did not answer but asked, "Old man! Your illness is not caused by one or two days. When you were young, did you only defecate once every seven or eight days?"
(End of this chapter)
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