Mistaken for a nurse, Su Ruyi didn't expose her. She squatted down by the bed and gently took the old man's wrist with three fingers: "Let me take your pulse."
After a while, they switched to the other wrist.
After examining him with the four diagnostic methods of traditional Chinese medicine (physiognomy, physiognomy, inquiries, and palpation) and scanning his entire body with her divine sense, Su Ruyi quickly came to a conclusion—the old commander had suffered too much hardship in his youth, and his body was already ruined.
The current situation is that I have naturally aged to the point of exhaustion, but I have not yet passed away. It is only the last bit of willpower in my heart that is keeping me going.
And to make matters worse, the food I've been eating lately hasn't been very digestible, and I've also caught a chill. All of this has piled up and created a major problem.
Naturally, the old leader was extremely unwilling.
At this moment, Shen Guoliang whispered to Chief Cheng about Su Ruyi and her deeds.
Chief Cheng's attitude changed immediately: "Young doctor, I'm sorry for neglecting you. My eyesight isn't what it used to be, I thought you were a new nurse! They all hate giving me injections, they cry when they can't get it in!"
Su Ruyi had already noticed the persimmon that had solidified into a stone in the old man's stomach, so she asked, "Grandpa, did you eat persimmons a few days ago?"
Commander Cheng nodded and said, "They told you? They collapsed the night they ate persimmons!"
Shen Guoliang interjected, "Dr. Su just arrived, and no one has told her about your condition—she diagnosed it all by taking your pulse!"
"Oh?" Chief Cheng became interested. "Really? Dr. Su, then tell me, what did I eat the night before last, the day I fell ill?"
Su Ruyi released her divine sense again, trying to discern: "You drank quite a bit of baijiu, and also ate peanuts, porridge, red dates... and broad beans!"
"What are you making up?" the doctor beside him said unhappily. "Our leader can't drink alcohol at all, and besides rice porridge, he can't eat peanuts and broad beans like you mentioned!"
Chief Cheng's eyes widened: "Dr. Su, you...you're really a miracle doctor?"
As he spoke, he said somewhat embarrassedly to the doctor, "The liquor, and the peanuts and broad beans to go with it, were all brought to me by an old subordinate. I hid them under my bed. That night, I got a craving and took some out to eat."
"Sir, why didn't you say so?!" the doctor cried, pounding his chest in frustration. "How can you drink alcohol after eating persimmons?"
"When I was young, I ate and drank like this all the time and I was fine!" Chief Cheng said. "I'm getting old, sigh!"
Su Ruyi smiled and said, "Chief, don't be discouraged! Tell me, how do you want to treat this?"
Chief Cheng sighed, "I know my own body. I'm not greedy, I just want another month... just one month... I want to see Dazhen..."
Su Ruyi looked at Shen Guoliang with a puzzled expression.
Shen Guoliang said in a low voice, "Dazhen is the old man's grandson. He is currently... on the island battlefield. He has already taken leave and will be back in another month."
Su Ruyi couldn't help but feel a deep respect. This family were all heroes who protected their country!
She considered the wild ginseng she had stored in her space... and it was clear that it wouldn't last a month.
She hesitated for a moment before speaking, "You have two conditions: one is a long-term deficiency, and the other is some acute gastrointestinal problems. The acute problems are easy to treat, but as for the deficiency... if we can find good ginseng... old chief, your wish is not impossible to fulfill."
"Good ginseng? What kind of ginseng is considered good?" Chief Cheng's eyes lit up. "Can I really hold on for another month? Those old guys outside, if they say I can hold on for another seven or eight days, that would be a miracle!"
"One month, three months, it's hard to say. The key is the ginseng! A hundred-year-old ginseng! Three hundred years or more is even better!"
Su Ruyi said, "Five hundred or eight hundred is fine, but a thousand years would be the best."
Beside him, Chief Cheng's personal physician chimed in with a hint of disdain, "We know he needs ginseng! There's plenty of ginseng, of course, but! The old man is currently too weak to tolerate any tonics, and he vomits everything he eats. Ginseng might only hasten his death, not save it! And you, young lady..."
Su Ruyi glanced at him: "Our family's recipe is a little different."
The health care doctor retorted angrily, "A little girl like you has quite the nerve. If anything happens to the leader, do you dare to take responsibility?"
Su Ruyi stood up and walked up to him, looking him straight in the eye: "Since I dare to say this, I naturally dare to take responsibility."
The healthcare provider scoffed, "Young man! You're truly ignorant and arrogant!"
Su Ruyi added, "I said I would take responsibility, and I mean it. If the old commander suffers any harm after using my prescription, I'll take my life."
"Your life is no match for..." the healthcare doctor continued to challenge.
"Good! Well done!" Commander Cheng suddenly interrupted him, "Young comrade, you treat me. Just for your enthusiasm, I trust you."
Chief Cheng's statement was not without basis.
He had heard Shen Guoliang talk about the little miracle doctor Su Ruyi many times. Not only did she cure Shen Guoliang's long-standing poison, but she also extended Tie Yinghua's life for quite a while, and even cured Yi Fengchun's mother's strange corpse-like symptoms.
He didn't believe it before.
However, Dr. Su accurately described what he had eaten three days prior, solely based on taking his pulse!
That left him no choice but to believe it!
Su Ruyi smiled slightly: "Thank you for your trust, Chief."
Then he looked at the disheveled-looking health care doctor and said, "Please bring me all the ginseng you have on hand. I'll consider it first."
The doctor looked at Chief Cheng, who nodded slightly at him.
The healthcare provider left, head down.
Su Ruyi took out the gold needles: "Let's first treat your indigestion problem!"
As she spoke, she used needles to put on Chief Cheng's wrist to distract him and Shen Guoliang, while using her divine sense to transfer the persimmon stone in his stomach, along with other undigested food, into her space in batches.
"Ouch!" Chief Cheng exclaimed in surprise, and then felt his stomach, which had been bloated for several days, quickly become much lighter.
He looked at the needles Su Ruyi had stuck in his wrist, his eyes widening: "I...I'm healed?"
Su Ruyi nodded: "The symptoms have subsided, you can eat now, but avoid spicy and stimulating foods, and drink some millet porridge."
Commander Cheng was still in shock: "Good, good! I...I'm better! My stomach doesn't hurt anymore!"
Just then, the doctor returned, accompanied by four guards, and brought over two large boxes of ginseng. He gestured towards Su Ruyi with his chin and said, "These were sent from various places by some of the commander's old comrades-in-arms when they heard that the commander was ill. You can choose one!"
Su Ruyi opened the box, and there were rows of velvet boxes neatly arranged.
Su Ruyi opened the box to check, and the strong, distinctive bitter smell of ginseng instantly spread.
"Good ginseng!" She opened the boxes one by one and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise—they were indeed all top-quality wild ginseng from the forests of Heilongjiang Province, stored very well, and all were over 500 years old!
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