Seeing that Zhu Jianguo was a little anxious, Zhou Ziwen simply said hello to the Chen sisters, and then left with Zhu Jianguo.
As for the production team's morning meeting, it doesn't matter if it is not held.
"How is your father now?"
On the way to Zhu Jianguo's home, Zhou Ziwen asked about the situation.
"My dad woke up this morning and suddenly couldn't speak clearly. His eyes and mouth were crooked. I read in medical books that this might be a stroke."
When talking about his illness, Zhu Jianguo was a little unconfident.
He was also a little confused as to whether his old man had suffered a stroke.
"It should be a stroke." Zhou Ziwen nodded.
The symptoms of a stroke are obvious, including facial paralysis, slurred speech, and in severe cases, blurred vision, convulsions, headaches, vomiting, etc.
"Did you bring the silver needle?" Zhou Ziwen suddenly asked.
In cases like Zhu Youde's, acupuncture is necessary.
With his level of medical skills, he may not be able to cure the disease. Of course, acupuncture is definitely an indispensable procedure.
Even if there is no guarantee of a cure, it can still have a certain effect.
"No, I'll go to the health center to get it right away." Upon hearing this, Zhu Jianguo slapped his head in annoyance.
He was so busy that as soon as he found out about his father's condition, he immediately came to find Zhou Ziwen. As for other things, he didn't think about them at all.
"Then go get it, and bring the medical kit with you." Zhou Ziwen nodded.
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Zhu Jianguo agreed and then hurried to the health center.
After Zhu Jianguo left, Zhou Ziwen continued to rush to his home.
Zhu Jianguo knew his country's location and didn't need anyone to lead him.
After a while, Zhou Ziwen arrived at Zhu Jianguo's home.
After entering the room, he saw Zhu Youde lying on the kang.
But Zhu Youde didn't look very good at this time.
His eyes and mouth were crooked, and because he couldn't close his mouth, he kept drooling.
Zhu Youde's daughter-in-law was sitting next to the kang, wiping his saliva with a towel.
"Uncle Zhu, Brother Jianguo said you were sick, so I came to check on you."
Zhou Ziwen spoke.
When he saw Zhou Ziwen, Zhu Youde gestured with his hands twice and cried out a few times, indicating that he was not in a position to speak.
"Uncle Zhu, don't worry. Stroke is a common disease. Give me your hand first so I can take a look at the situation."
Zhou Ziwen said something comforting and motioned him to stretch out his hand.
Zhu Youde didn't say much and just stretched out his hand honestly.
In fact, in his case, it doesn't matter whether he takes the pulse or not. His mouth and eyes are crooked, he is drooling, and he can't speak clearly. This is an obvious stroke.
Just taking his pulse can help us understand his condition in more detail.
For Chinese medicine, each of the four diagnostic methods, observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation, is very important.
In particular, Zhou Ziwen knew that his medical skills were not very high, so he was more careful when treating patients.
After taking Zhu Youde's pulse, Zhou Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Zhu Youde's illness was not particularly serious.
Although the stroke came too quickly and the symptoms appeared quickly, fortunately he arrived in time. With his medical skills, he had no problem treating this kind of stroke that had just occurred.
If he delayed any longer, he wouldn't be so confident.
"Ziwen, I brought the medical kit and silver needles."
At this moment, Zhu Youde ran in from outside, panting.
In his hand, he was holding a medicine box.
I have to say that although Zhu Jianguo’s medical skills are not good, his attitude is very good.
If you really learn it, you can become a good doctor.
"Give it to me!" Zhou Ziwen nodded, then said to Zhu Youde, "Uncle Zhu, I already understand your situation. I'll give you acupuncture and Chinese medicine every day. If everything goes well, you'll be able to recover in five to seven days."
"However, strokes are likely to recur. You need to pay close attention to your lifestyle and diet, especially. Jianguo should know all this, so I won't elaborate further."
"Yeah!" Zhu Youde had some difficulty speaking, but he still nodded in response, indicating that he would pay attention.
"Okay, I'll start then."
Zhou Ziwen disinfected the silver needle, asked Zhu Youde to lie down properly, and then started to give him the acupuncture.
He has a second-level medical skill and his acupuncture skills are not bad either.
Especially in the identification of acupoints, he has his own experience.
He has reached level ten in Bajiquan and has a deep understanding of the flow of Qi and blood in the human body and the identification of acupoints.
Next, Zhou Ziwen began to give Zhu Youde acupuncture.
Sometimes slow and serious, sometimes fast and rapid.
After a busy day, Zhu Youde felt the skin on his face began to sag.
Especially the corners of the mouth, which can be closed in a short while.
The effect can be said to be immediate.
After the acupuncture was over, Zhu Youde opened his mouth and tried to speak.
Although the words he said were still not very clear, they were much better than before.
"Xiao Zhou, thank you for your help."
Zhu Youde said vaguely.
"It's okay, it's what I should do."
Zhou Ziwen answered casually. Although he couldn't hear clearly what Zhu Youde said, he could roughly guess it from his expression.
Then, Zhou Ziwen asked Zhu Jianguo to bring paper and pen and wrote him a prescription.
"Brother Jianguo, take this prescription and go get the medicine. If you have any questions, come back to me."
As he spoke, Zhou Ziwen handed the prescription to Zhu Jianguo.
"Okay, I understand, Ziwen, thank you. If it weren't for you, I don't know what to do." Zhu Jianguo said gratefully.
"It's okay, isn't that what we do as hygienists?"
Zhou Ziwen waved his hand and said, "I'll leave the rest to you. I still have to go to the mushroom house."
"Ziwen, please wait a moment."
Just as Zhou Ziwen was about to leave, Zhu Jianguo came over.
As he came over, he also stuffed a package of things in.
"Brother Jianguo, what are you doing? Take it back quickly. I can't have it." Zhou Ziwen frowned and quickly refused.
Although some people did the same when he treated patients before, they wanted to give something as a thank you gift out of gratitude.
Of course, Zhou Ziwen would accept some offers that he really couldn't refuse.
But the things he collected were all local specialties.
As for some of the more precious things, he refused them all.
"Ziwen, this is not a valuable thing. It's just a bag of tea. It represents my thoughts. Please accept it!" Zhu Jianguo hurriedly explained.
He also knew that Zhou Ziwen didn't like expensive things, so he thought for a long time before finally coming up with a suitable gift.
"Okay, I won't be polite then."
When he heard it was tea, Zhou Ziwen no longer refused.
Just as Zhu Jianguo himself said, tea is not a very precious thing.
At worst, I can teach him some more medical skills in the future. He still has the confidence to accept this kind of thank-you gift.
Although accepting gifts is not allowed.
But in this society, human relations are inevitable. (End of this chapter)
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