Chapter 96 Vasculitis...
On the contrary, Mr. Qu, the person involved, had a smile on his face. In his opinion, Doctor Chen seemed even younger than his granddaughter, and his eyes were full of love for the younger generation.
"Xiao Zhou, this is the Doctor Chen you praised so much? And she's actually a girl."
Not only Chen Yin, but other Dongyu people who are familiar with her medical skills also know that because of her age, many people's first impression of her is to look down on her.
Although no obvious contempt was seen in Mr. Qu's expression, everyone understood that he did not have any expectations for Chen Yin's medical skills.
Mr. Qi, who was Mr. Qu's personal doctor, couldn't help but speak out.
"Excuse me, Doctor Chen, who is your teacher? You're still not a disciple at your age, right?"
"Our Traditional Chinese Medicine isn't the kind of medical skill you see on TV that anyone can boast about."
"Mr. Qu is a man of high status. Before you act, I advise you to think carefully."
Three consecutive questions destroyed the relaxed atmosphere created by Mr. Qu.
Mr. Qu looked at Mr. Qi with some disapproval. When facing the new generation, they should look at things from a developmental perspective.
Moreover, he knew Xiao Zhou's character. Even if Doctor Chen's medical skills were not very high, there would always be no problem in surpassing his peers.
"Old Qi, look at you. Once you get into your professional field, you become like a stone in the toilet, smelly and hard."
After saying that, Mr. Qu turned his gaze to Chen Yin and asked with a smile, "Little Chen, right?"
"My name is Chen Yin, an honorary member of the Dongyu City Health Bureau."
Chen Yin nodded, her tone neither humble nor arrogant, not affected by the environment at all.
Just this one sentence made Mr. Qu look at him with higher regard.
Not to mention outsiders, even his own younger generations would be frightened and shrink back when they saw his sharp eyes that were forged by decades of wind and frost.
I didn't expect to meet someone who is not afraid in Dongyu.
Mr. Qu glanced at Chen Yin, not forgetting the purpose of calling her in, and stretched out his arm, "Xiao Chen, since Xiao Zhou praises you so much, please let this old fellow take a look at you."
"No!" Old Qi stood up again to object.
He looked at Mr. Qu with disapproval, his eyes full of distrust towards Chen Yin.
"Mr. Qu, how can a little girl like her, who probably hasn't even memorized the four great medical texts, get close to you? In my opinion, just send her back."
As soon as these words were spoken, the first person whose expression changed was not Chen Yin, but Mayor Zhou.
After all, it was he who recommended Chen Yin, and he was rejected repeatedly. How could he put his face down?
He subconsciously turned his head to look at Chen Yin, hoping that this noble person could come up with a solution to the problem.
At the same time, Mr. Qu shook his head at Mr. Qi's wrinkled face, turned his gaze to Chen Yin, and was about to speak.
Under everyone's gaze, Chen Yin slowly spoke.
"Normally, doctors don't knock on doors, but Mr. Qu is a distinguished person. Since I've come here today, I have something to say."
"You say!" Old Qi met Mr. Qu's helpless eyes and urged him.
"Traditional Chinese medicine uses four diagnostic methods: observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation. Today, I will venture to use the two methods of observation and auscultation to express my diagnosis of Mr. Qu's condition. Please forgive me if there are any errors."
All four examinations were necessary, but the situation was pressing, and Chen Yin could not bear to see Mr. Qu, who cared deeply about the people, continue to suffer from his illness.
"Just now, when Mr. Qu was standing at the water conservancy project construction site observing, I was sitting in the car and didn't fully see Mr. Qu's condition when he fell ill. But if I'm not mistaken, when the secretary gave Mr. Qu the medicine, he took out the tablet and pressed it under his tongue."
"Given the way Mr. Qu clutched his chest tightly, his face was pale, and his lips were purple, it seems he was suffering from heart disease and was taking nitroglycerin tablets."
"Who doesn't know these days that patients with angina pectoris take nitroglycerin tablets?"
Mr. Qi still had a cold face and was dismissive of Chen Yin's judgment.
But Chen Yin's next words made his eyes become serious.
"Mr. Qu appears to be wearing the same outfit as the other staff members: a black jacket, trousers, and leather shoes. However, upon closer inspection, you'll notice his lower body clothing is slightly thinner than the others. It's winter now, and Mr. Qu is old; he should wear more clothing."
"During the transfer, although Mr. Qu tried to suppress his physiological reactions with his mind, the slight trembling of his left hand could still be detected by careful observation."
"After entering, I glanced at Mr. Qu and noticed that his left lower limb was moving slowly, and it seemed to be shaking slightly, just like his arm. However, his toes kept rubbing back and forth in his shoes, causing the shoe surface to become uneven, and it seemed that his toes were in unbearable pain."
"It is clear that Mr. Qu has always wanted to use thin clothes to lower his body temperature, thereby controlling his body movements and fighting the cold with the cold. He clearly did not listen to the doctor's advice."
Hearing this, Mr. Qi nodded in agreement, and when he looked at Chen Yin, there was finally a sense of like-mindedness in his eyes.
As the accompanying doctor of Lord Qu, he accompanied Lord Qu day and night and did not dare to slack off.
But as a doctor, how could he take care of so many things? Especially after leaving the capital, the time when Mr. Qu took the medicine was no longer under his control.
Faced with the extremely oppressive looks from the two doctors, Mr. Qu smiled embarrassedly.
Chen Yin integrated all the above information and expressed her initial judgment.
"So, I suspect Mr. Qu has a cold evil lurking deep in his blood, blocking his blood vessels and causing him to feel genuine pain."
"good!"
The sudden shout from Mr. Qi startled everyone in the house.
"I didn't expect that at such a young age, you could already diagnose with the power of a doctor. This old fellow like me was wrong."
After saying that, Mr. Qi bowed deeply in the direction of Chen Yin and apologized for his previous offensive behavior.
"I'm used to it," Chen Yin blurted out these three words, which made the atmosphere in the room lively again.
Mr. Qi also looked at Chen Yin with curiosity and took the initiative to make way.
"Since Doctor Chen has already made a basic assessment of Mr. Qu's condition, please continue with the diagnosis."
“Come, come, come!”
Mr. Qu waved at Chen Yin, but he had no expectations for treatment. Instead, he was curious about Chen Yin, his junior.
So many veteran Chinese medicine practitioners in the National Health Service couldn't figure out what was going on. Even though Chen Yin was performing well now, he still kept a calm mind.
Hearing this, Chen Yin quickly came to Mr. Qu.
She did not start the medical examination as usual, but after asking for Mr. Qu's consent, she quickly examined Mr. Qu's entire body.
After examination, it was confirmed that Mr. Qu had varying degrees of numbness in his upper and lower limbs on the left side of his body, and they felt cold to the touch.
The same feeling was felt below the knees on both legs. After she took off her shoes, everyone could see the specific situation of the toes that she had just pointed out.
I don’t know how long Mr. Qu has been wearing this pair of socks, but they have already stuck to the eroded skin on his toes.
When Mr. Qi saw this scene, he questioned Mr. Qu's secretary.
"During the time I was away, you were the one taking care of Mr. Qu. How come you didn't even report such a serious condition? Did you soak your feet every day as instructed by the doctor?"
At this moment, the secretary faced the gaze from Mr. Qi and realized what Chen Yin had just faced.
He subconsciously pressed his back against the wall, looking for support, his voice full of grievance.
"Old Qi, I... I really can't make the decision for Lord Qu. He said he would soak his feet himself, so I..."
"What do you mean? You didn't care, did you?"
Old Qi was so angry that his nose was crooked. He pointed at his secretary with a trembling finger and said, "Everyone knows that Mr. Qu is the best at pretending to obey but actually disobeying. How dare you not watch him use the medicine? Go back and wait for your old lady to punish you!"
“Hey hey hey!”
Hearing this, Qu Gong disagreed. Who is pretending to obey but secretly disobeying? Who is pretending to obey but secretly disobeying?
"Old Qi, how can you say that? I'm soaking my feet, okay?"
"Then what's wrong with your foot now?" Seeing that Mr. Qu dared to refute, Mr. Qi didn't care about the other party's identity at all. He pointed at his nose and questioned him just like he did to his secretary just now.
"I was so busy with work that I forgot about time, and the water was a little cold when I was soaking my feet."
When he said this, Mr. Qu was obviously short of breath and felt guilty, knowing that his approach was wrong.
"Heh!" Old Qi was so angry that he laughed. He turned his head away and stopped looking at Mr. Qu. He didn't care about the difference in their status at all.
Mr. Qu touched his face awkwardly, not daring to meet the two doctors' gazes.
Faced with a patient who obviously didn't like to follow the doctor's advice, Chen Yin was somewhat helpless.
But she did not stop what she was doing and continued to diagnose Mr. Qu.
After a long consultation, Chen Yin learned that Mr. Qu's legs were injured by frost when he was climbing a snowy mountain in the past, and her admiration for him became even stronger.
The ancestors were injured for the people, so she should do her best to treat them.
For a moment, Chen Yin's expression turned cold, and she examined the lesions on Qu Gong's body more carefully.
Mr. Qu's tongue looked like a buffalo, which was an obvious symptom of cold stagnation, yang depression and blood stasis.
The pulse is deep, thin, slow and weak, and even the dorsalis arteries of both feet disappear①.
After some calculation, it was found that it has been nearly sixty years since the onset of the disease, and it is not easy for him to maintain his current physical condition.
Such a deep-seated and stubborn cold disease would be difficult to cure if it were not treated with strong pungent and hot medicines to warm and open up the twelve meridians inside and outside①.
Chen Yin thought for a moment, took out a pen and paper from her backpack, and wrote down the prescription.
The moment he stopped writing, Mr. Qi couldn't wait to take the prescription from Chen Yin, curious about what kind of prescription this doctor Chen, who had a hint of ancient traditions, would give to Qu Gong?
When he saw the first ingredient, raw astragalus, he was quite accepting and nodded in agreement.
The next second, he saw the aconite and the dosage following closely behind, and his eyes widened in horror.
Mr. Qi quickly put down the house in his hand, stared at Chen Yin's clear eyes with an expression of disbelief, and asked lightly:
"Do you know that the prescription you prescribed contains many violations?"
"One dose of the medicine uses 60 grams of aconite, but the Pharmacopoeia stipulates that the maximum dose is no more than 15 grams, which is four times the prescribed amount."
Old Qi's eyes were wide open with anger. He stretched out four fingers of his right hand and waved them excitedly in front of Chen Yin.
"Do you know what will happen to you if something happens to Mr. Qu after you take this medicine?"
"Young people are more adventurous in using drugs than us old guys."
By the end, Mr. Qi had lost all hope in the prescription Chen Yin had written. He glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and saw the dosage of Aconitum, and he was almost frightened to the point of cardiac arrest.
He subconsciously crumpled the house in his hand into his palm, shook his head and said:
"Xiao Chen, you've learned the four diagnostic methods well, but when it comes to prescribing medicine, you still have to strictly abide by the legal regulations."
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The author has something to say: ① "Li Ke, a veteran Chinese medicine practitioner, has a special collection of his experience in acute, critical, and difficult diseases"
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