"Do you understand?"
Seeing that Zhu Jianguo was holding his hand tightly, the patient became a little impatient.
"I...I...Ziwen, you came at the perfect time. I'm a little unsure about this pulse. Come and take a look!"
Just when Zhu Jianguo was getting nervous due to the questions, he suddenly saw Zhou Ziwen coming in from outside.
Seeing him, Zhu Jianguo suddenly felt confident.
"What's going on?" Zhou Ziwen asked with a smile.
He also saw Zhu Jianguo's dilemma, so after entering the room, he took over his position and began to take the patient's pulse.
“Huh!”
As soon as he took the patient's pulse, Zhou Ziwen let out a light "hmm" and his expression became serious.
Naturally, his medical skills are not comparable to Zhu Jianguo's.
Zhu Jianguo couldn't feel the patient's pulse, but he could feel it.
It’s just that the patient’s pulse is too weak and you can’t feel it if you don’t pay attention.
While taking the patient's pulse, he also observed the patient and found that the patient's breathing was a little heavy.
"Are you coughing, expectorating, or coughing up blood?"
After taking the pulse, Zhou Ziwen asked.
"I have a cough, but no hemoptysis. I just feel anxious, weak, and dizzy." The patient who came to see the doctor answered.
Perhaps it was Zhou Ziwen's calm expression that gave him some confidence. If it was Zhu Jianguo, he probably wouldn't have such a good tone.
"I have a general understanding of your situation. Let's take your blood pressure! Open your mouth so I can take a look at your tongue coating."
Zhou Ziwen gestured to Zhu Jianguo, then spoke to the patient.
Seeing Zhou Ziwen's look, Zhu Jianguo hurried to get the blood pressure monitor.
Although the conditions in the clinic are rather simple, there are instruments for measuring blood pressure.
After checking the patient's tongue coating, Zhou Ziwen felt more confident.
"Doctor, what kind of disease do I have? Is it serious?" the patient asked nervously.
"You should be able to feel whether it's serious or not, right? Are you unable to work now?"
Zhou Ziwen sighed.
"How do you know?" the patient asked in surprise.
"You suffer from insufficient heart qi and weak heart yang, commonly known as heart failure." Zhou Ziwen explained briefly.
"Can my disease be cured?" the patient asked expectantly.
"It can be cured, but the treatment time is a bit long. I'll prescribe some medicine first. You can take it home and take a course of treatment. Come back for a checkup after you finish it."
Zhou Ziwen spoke.
"Okay, thank you, doctor." The patient hurriedly thanked.
"Tell me your name and age..."
Zhou Ziwen asked as he prescribed medicine for the patient.
"My name is Liu Dayong, I'm from Niushan Village, and I'm 38 years old..." Liu Dayong answered hurriedly.
"Niu Dayong?"
"It's not this cow, it's Wen Dao Liu."
"Aren't all of you in Niushan Village the same cow?"
Zhou Ziwen changed the word back and asked curiously.
“There are other surnames in Niushan Village, but they are all related.”
Liu Dayong began to explain.
"Oh, it's done." In just a few words, Zhou Ziwen finished writing the prescription. Turning around, he handed it to Zhu Jianguo and said, "Brother Jianguo, get the medicine, three doses."
"good."
Zhu Jianguo took the prescription and went to get the medicine.
Compared to treating patients, he is more proficient in these chores and feels at ease doing them.
After Liu Dayong left with the medicine, Zhu Jianguo came to Zhou Ziwen with an apologetic look on his face.
"Ziwen, it's all my fault. After all this time, I still can't treat patients alone. Do you think I'm not suitable to be a medical worker?"
"Haha, there's no such thing as suitable or inappropriate. No one is born knowing everything, especially a doctor, who requires a lot of effort."
"You, you've only been learning for such a short time, you won't be very normal."
Zhou Ziwen patted Zhu Jianguo on the shoulder and spoke to comfort him.
"Okay, then I'll keep working hard." Zhu Jianguo nodded heavily and reaffirmed his confidence.
Although he felt that what Zhou Ziwen said was a bit inappropriate, the logic was correct.
Which of the doctors out there didn’t study for many years before starting to work?
People like them who have only received brief training cannot actually be considered doctors.
The name barefoot doctors clearly explains their identity.
"That's right! Come, let me tell you about the case just now."
Zhou Ziwen patted his shoulder with satisfaction, and then began to explain.
Teaching time always flies by quickly.
When listening attentively, Zhu Jianguo no longer had any messy emotions, and was left with only the thought of concentrating on studying.
"Okay, that's all for today. This case is a classic. Go back and write it down. If you have any questions, you can ask me."
Soon, Zhou Ziwen explained Liu Dayong's condition clearly and assigned homework to Zhu Jianguo.
He looked so professional, as if he was the teacher and Zhu Jianguo was the student.
"Okay, Teacher Zhou." Zhu Jianguo nodded seriously, acting like a well-behaved student.
In fact, he really regarded Zhou Ziwen as his master, but Zhou Ziwen did not recognize this relationship.
In Zhou Ziwen's opinion, taking in apprentices is too troublesome, and the current relationship is actually quite good.
If Zhu Jianguo is willing to learn, he will teach; if he is not willing to learn, he will not force him.
After all, he is not Zhu Jianguo's father, and he has to worry about his work.
After staying in the clinic for a while and finding that no one came to see the doctor, Zhou Ziwen wandered away.
Although it was still early, he didn't want to do anything and just wanted to go home and do nothing.
Chen Shiying and Chen Qiaoyi are waiting for him at home!
When they got home, the two sisters were sitting on the kang chatting.
When they saw Zhou Ziwen come in, smiles appeared on their faces.
But one smile is bright and the other is restrained.
Although the expressions are different, the happy mood is the same.
"Brother Ziwen, you're back!" Chen Qiaoyi asked happily.
"Well, the mushroom house doesn't need me, and there's nothing to do in the clinic, so I'll come back and stay." Zhou Ziwen nodded.
"Zhou Chaoyang came to play with you just now, but you were not there." Chen Qiaoyi said.
"What's fun to do on this day? You might as well stay home and rest."
"Spring plowing will start soon, and we won't be able to rest later." Zhou Ziwen shook his head.
"That's true, Ziwen. When will the mushroom house be ready? Should we start work early?"
Chen Shiying asked.
"It depends on the weather. If the weather is good, we will start work early." Zhou Ziwen said indifferently.
In fact, it doesn’t matter to him whether he goes to work or not, since he is not required to work anyway.
Once the mushroom house expansion is completed, mushroom cultivation will become the main industry in the village.
By then, the staffing will definitely be sufficient.
He only needs to manage the progress and direct the mushroom team members to work.
As for the two sisters Chen Shiying and Chen Qiaoyi, he would definitely arrange easy tasks for them.
One of them is his wife, and the other is officially his sister-in-law. No one will say anything if he takes care of her at work.
After all, this is a society based on human relationships. Who wouldn't take care of their own people? (End of this chapter)
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