Zheng Xiaohu rushed over to help Su Ya up, but awkwardly didn't know where to put his hands. He could also smell a faint fragrance. He felt a little flutter in his heart.
Zheng Xiaohu quickly shook his head, trying to banish the thoughts from his mind and the fragrance from his nose.
He hurriedly asked the nurse for a room, and with one hand supporting Su Ya, he carefully placed her on the bed in the room.
Gently cover yourself with the blanket.
Zheng Xiaohu saw that the girl's face looked terrible, deathly pale, as if she had lost too much blood.
Zheng Xiaohu didn't know what to do at this point.
He thought of his master.
Or perhaps the master has a solution.
Zheng Xiaohu immediately called his master, Master Yan, but Master Yan seemed to be quite busy.
I waited a long time before the phone was answered.
"Hey, Little Tiger, what's wrong?"
"Master, Grandma Yan is in the hospital, and Su Ya has also fainted."
Upon hearing his master's voice, Zheng Xiaohu felt as if he had found a lifeline and tearfully recounted the incident.
It must be tough on Xiaohu; he's still so young.
The sudden blow caught him off guard.
Upon hearing Zheng Xiaohu's explanation, Old Yan quickly asked, "Which hospital are you in now?"
"Jingqiao Hospital".
Xiao Hu replied.
"Okay, you wait there. Master will be here soon, Little Tiger, don't worry."
Old Yan still tried to comfort Zheng Xiaohu.
I hung up the phone.
Old Yan called Yan Wencheng over and asked him to take him to the hospital. Unfortunately, his driver was on leave that day.
Yan Wencheng quickly drove the car over.
Old Yan was worried as he sat in the car. He didn't know why he felt uneasy. Ya Ya knew traditional Chinese medicine and was acupuncturist, but why did she suddenly faint? This was something worth investigating.
Yan Wencheng knew his father was anxious, and the car quickly disappeared into the darkness of the night.
Soon, we arrived at Jingqiao Hospital.
Perhaps it's because it's night
So the road conditions are fairly good.
Old Yan called Zheng Xiaohu, who then realized he had forgotten to tell his master his grandmother's hospital room number.
He quickly told his master.
Old Yan and Yan Wencheng quickly took the elevator to the floor where Zheng Xiaohu was located.
From afar, we could see Zheng Xiaohu pacing back and forth outside the door.
"How is my older sister?"
"Old Yan asked."
Zheng Xiaohu stayed with Old Master Yan for a few days. Old Master Yan did not hide his relationship with his maternal grandmother, and Zheng Xiaohu also knew that his maternal grandmother was Old Master Yan's half-sister.
"I... I don't know. I only know that Grandma Yan went into the operating room and the surgery went smoothly."
Zheng Xiaohu said somewhat incoherently.
"It's alright, Little Tiger, take me inside to see them."
Then Zheng Xiaohu took Old Yan to Grandma Yan's hospital room.
Yan Wencheng turned and left. He first went to the nurses' station and asked who had performed the surgery on his grandmother. Then, following the nurse's instructions, he found the surgeon.
thump thump thump
"Please come in."
"Hello doctor, I am Yan Cuihua's family member. What is her current condition?"
The attending physician was a man in his forties, wearing a white coat, and his eyes looked tired, as if he had just come off the operating table.
He was a top surgeon in the hospital and also participated in this operation. After the surgery, the hospital director entrusted Grandma Yan to the care of his most trusted and skilled subordinate, who could be considered one of the director's confidants.
Furthermore, they repeatedly instructed that they must not reveal that Su Ya had undergone surgery.
"Hello, what's your relationship to Yan Cuihua?"
"Oh, I forgot. Let me introduce myself. My name is Yan Wencheng, and I am Yan Cuihua's nephew."
"What about the young man who gave him a ride today?"
"That is my father's new apprentice."
"I see."
After finding out the details, the doctor informed Yan Wencheng about Yan Cuihua's condition.
"Yan Cuihua suffered a sudden myocardial infarction, but fortunately she was brought in in time and has already undergone heart recanalization surgery."
Is it a heart stent?
"No, we didn't use a stent."
"I've heard that the only way to save someone from a heart attack is to have a stent implanted. So how do you clear the blockage without a stent?"
"We didn't know that person's skills were so high."
The doctor muttered under his breath.
"What did you say? Please speak louder, I didn't hear you clearly."
It concerns my maternal grandmother's illness.
Yan Wencheng had no choice but to suffer another loss.
Upon hearing this, the doctor straightened up and said, "Don't worry, Yan Cuihua's surgery was very successful. Although a stent wasn't used, it's much better than if a stent had been used."
"I hope it is as you say. If problems arise later, I believe that you don't want to see that outcome either."
"Yes, yes, don't worry, saving lives is our doctors' responsibility. But we'll have to wait until Yan Cuihua wakes up to discuss the specifics."
The doctor didn't rule out any possibility of a definitive answer.
The main reason is that this is the first time in all these years that he has seen someone successfully unblock a coronary artery. You have to understand that this surgery is very difficult; if it's not done properly, the whole thing can fail. If the blood vessel ruptures, then the patient is truly doomed.
After all, this was the first time the attending physician had seen Suya undergo surgery, so it was normal for him to have doubts.
Although everything else in this other world is very advanced, and the hospitals have many advanced instruments, for some reason, all surgeries are performed manually, with very few machines used for assistance.
This honed Su Ya's skills to perfection.
Yan Wencheng also learned about his grandmother's illness.
So he left the doctor's office.
Back in the ward, I told Old Yan about it.
During this time, Old Yan also took Yan Cuihua's pulse and found that apart from feeling a little weak, he could not diagnose any heart problems at all.
So Master Yan asked Yan Wencheng to take his pulse as well, because he was afraid he might have made a mistake.
When Yan Wencheng took his grandmother's pulse, he found that, just as the old man had said, apart from being a little weak, her heart was perfectly fine, as if the heart attack had never happened.
However, the attending physician just clearly stated that Grandma Yan had the surgery because of a heart attack.
"Could it be a misdiagnosis?"
It should be noted that, according to traditional Chinese medicine, as long as the patient is not injured, no practitioner cannot detect a pulse.
"Or rather..."
Yan Wencheng dared not even think about it.
Although he majored in Western medicine, his father had said that medicine and traditional Chinese medicine are inseparable, complementing each other and neither can be dispensed with. Therefore, Yan Wencheng studied Western medicine in college, only later taking traditional Chinese medicine as a supplement, so that he could have a better understanding of patients.
Yan Wencheng and his father exchanged a glance.
That glance contained a lot of profound meaning.
It seems that the person who performed the surgery on Grandma Yan is no ordinary person.
However, they did not inquire further.
They knew that these kinds of people were usually very mysterious and wouldn't easily reveal any information about themselves.
Old Man Yan: "Little Tiger, where is Ya Ya?"
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