Chapter 74 Leg Treatment

In just a month, Mr. Cheng, Mr. Xie, and Director Wu became good friends.

Although the three old men are very annoying when they chat because of their slurred speech due to stroke, this does not prevent them from pushing their stroke rehabilitation walkers and strolling back and forth in the department corridor every day.

The three old men would line up in a row from time to time, as if they were marching on the road, and occasionally they would become a hen with her chicks, forming a centipede.

Fortunately, this is the sparsely populated general internal medicine department. If it were any other department, other patients and their families would have already started cursing.

So when Mr. Cheng was discharged from the hospital that day, the other two old men came to see him off.

The three old men standing in front of the General Internal Medicine Department formed a beautiful landscape, especially since they were followed by seven or eight family members. It was such a large group that even if passers-by were shortsighted, they would definitely not be able to ignore so many people.

"Old brother, I didn't expect that you were the first to be discharged from the hospital although you were the most seriously ill at the time." Father Xie is no longer as slurred as he was a month ago. Although he still speaks not very fluently, he no longer stutters like he did 10 days ago, requiring Mother Xie to listen and guess what he was saying from time to time.

"Yes, it is, it is much better... Congratulations, congratulations." The location of Director Wu's brain stroke is different from that of Mr. Cheng and Mr. Xie, and the progress of treatment is also slightly different, but Director Wu is now able to stand and walk 300 to 500 steps every day with a stroke rehabilitation walker.

Although he is not as good as Master Cheng, Director Wu always feels that he is younger, in better physical condition, and his condition is not as serious. In the end, he should be able to recover better than Master Cheng.

Seeing Mr. Cheng discharged from the hospital, Director Wu felt as if he had seen his own future. He was happy that the old man was discharged from the hospital, and he was also looking forward to his own recovery in half a month.

Old Master Cheng looked at Director Wu and Father Xie with emotion on their faces. He never thought that a dying man like himself could make two good friends in the hospital in his later years.

Grandpa Cheng was moved. With one hand supported by his son, he patted the shoulders of Father Xie and Director Wu and encouraged them, "Don't worry. We must believe in Dr. Xiao Su's medical skills. Dr. Xiao Su's medical skills are really very good... In just half a month, you will be able to walk out of the hospital standing up like me!"

Father Xie: “…………”

Director Wu: “…………”

Father Xie coughed twice and said, "Well, there's no need to be discharged from the hospital so soon..."

"I think I can stay for another month..." Director Wu hesitated.

Master Cheng: “???”

"Well, it's like this... Anyway, I've already retired, and the company is under the management of my son. My wife and I don't have much pressure... We can live anywhere. I used to live in the North City Nursing Home, and I stayed there for one or two years. I think living in the hospital now is pretty good." Father Xie looked up and down, but he didn't dare to go see his old partner.

Xie's father sighed.

Alas! It wasn't that he wanted to provoke the old man, but living in the Sixth Hospital was so comfortable.

Although the hospital environment is not as good as his home villa and the place is small, he doesn't want to go home so soon because Dr. Su gives him massages two days out of four. How can home be as good as a hospital?

Master Cheng stammered: "…………You, you, you……"

Mr. Chen almost thought he had heard it wrong and there was something wrong with his ears.

But at this moment, Director Wu hesitated and added: "Alas... If it were in the past, I would definitely want to be discharged as early as possible... But isn't it different now?"

"After I was discharged from the hospital, I couldn't get a card anymore... I thought about how I suffered so much from the stroke before, and now that I'm old, I still need to take care of myself."

Master Cheng: “…………”

Bah! What the hell!

Isn't it a form of conditioning to go home and take medicine and eat medicated food?

It's obvious that you want Dr. Su to pinch you every day until you meow!

Bah! A bunch of disrespectful old people!

They are so old but they only know how to enjoy themselves, without knowing how to reduce the burden on their families and save money.

Just for a massage, you want to be so extravagant as to stay in the hospital?

Old Master Cheng snorted twice, and a gleam of light flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

He is different. As an excellent school teacher, his choice is of course...

——Every day I wait for Dr. Su to get off work, and then go to the door of Su’s Clinic to wait for her!

Anyway, it's just downstairs and we live in the same community, so I can go there anytime I want. Why should I live in the hospital every day?

It doesn’t matter whether you have a medical card or not, and it doesn’t matter whether you live in a hospital or not. As long as the houses are close, the other party won’t be able to run away, right?

Father Xie's eyes widened in disbelief: "…………"

Director Wu looked at the other party in shock: "…………"

Good fellow! What was this old guy mumbling just now?

Is there something wrong with their ears? Or is this old guy so lucky that he lives next door to Dr. Su? !

As the old saying goes, the older you get, the more cunning you become! Isn't that what happened to this Cheng guy? !

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Su Tang naturally had no idea what happened outside the general internal medicine department. She had just issued a discharge notice to Mr. Cheng, and the next moment she was pulled out by the guest director for a private talk. During this period, she did not even have time to give acupuncture treatment to several other patients.

Fortunately, it was her turn to work the day shift in the department today, so there was no rush.

The skinny old man sat at the head of the office. He knocked on the armrest of the chair next to him and asked Su Tang to sit in front of him.

Su Tang behaved like a well-behaved primary school student, but she couldn't help but be on high alert in her heart.

Although Director Ke has been nice to her these days, she has experienced the embarrassment of calling the director by the wrong name and recognizing the wrong person several times.

Every time Su Tang faced Ke Zhangqiu, she always had the urge to cover her face and run away.

Su Tang carefully observed Ke Zhangqiu's expression and asked, "Director, what is the matter that you asked me to come here for?"

"…………" Ke Zhangqiu didn't say anything, but just looked at her with a serious expression.

Su Tang's heart skipped a beat, and she said anxiously, "Director...did I do something wrong these past two days?"

Su Tang went over everything that had happened in the past few days in her mind, but she really couldn't figure out what she had done wrong these days.

On weekdays, she either stays in the inpatient department, in the hospital outpatient clinic, or goes to the operating room to assist Director Lei and Deputy Director Qian in performing operations. Logically, there should be nothing wrong with her... ?

However, Ke Zhangqiu crossed his arms over his chest, his face was serious, and the wrinkles around his eyes and eyebrows were squeezed into several folds, but he still didn't say a word.

Su Tang: “…………”

Su Tang couldn't sit still any longer. She had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask again carefully: "Director, just tell me what you want to say... If there is anything wrong with me, I will correct it immediately."

Ke Zhangqiu frowned and looked away, then slowly said, "There's nothing wrong with that. I was thinking that since you've cured the 9th patient, shouldn't you write a paper and submit it to a provincial journal, or a national medical journal?"

SCI is definitely difficult. After all, no matter how difficult the patient's disease is, there is only one case, and 99% of cases cannot pass SCI.

However, there might still be a chance for it to be published in some important provincial journals, or national medical journals that are not so rigorous.

Although doctors in hospitals seem to be busy as dogs on weekdays, in reality, if they want to get their professional titles, they still have to write the papers even if they work until two or three in the morning every day.

Especially for a large hospital like the Sixth Hospital, thesis are divided into three levels, A, B, and C. Each level of thesis corresponds to a different score. If you want to be evaluated for professional title and get promoted, you have to write the thesis honestly. When the doctor's thesis 'score line' reaches the corresponding level of each professional title, you will be eligible to be evaluated for the level of professional title.

For this reason, many practical doctors and theoretical doctors in the hospital dislike each other.

Ke Zhangqiu was a little worried that Su Tang was a practical person, so he hoped that Su Tang could make preparations in advance and start preparing his thesis. Otherwise, if he had no works by the time he wanted to be promoted, his place would probably be taken by others.

Su Tang: “…………”

Su Tang had a mouthful of blood stuck in her throat. The emotional director suddenly called her to the office alone just for this?

It made her think that she had made some mistake in principle.

But Su Tang still nodded gratefully for Director Ke's kindness: "Okay, Director, I will go back and think about my thesis in the next few days."

In fact, these days Su Tang and Director Ke had the same idea. She was also thinking about the problem of the thesis.

As early as two days before, Su Tang asked Cheng's family for their opinions and learned that they had no objection to the publication of the phototherapy paper. Only then did she start preparing for the paper.

After all, at a minimum, this is just a paper, but at a maximum, it is a matter of life and death.

Su Tang would not miss any opportunity to make money and become famous. Of course, she didn't want to be on those weird and improper hot searches.

Thinking of the two strange trending searches about Tang Jingze yesterday, Su Tang sighed. She wondered if she really revealed her identity through the trending searches, she might have to report to Max tomorrow.

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No matter how hard life is, you still have to go to work.

Worker Su Tang took the acupuncture kit and alcohol disinfectant she brought to work every day, and started a new round of department work today with a blank expression.

With the increase in patients in recent days, the number of patients in the department has gradually increased from 8 to the current 24, but it is still far from the full occupancy of 30 beds.

Su Tang sighed as she looked at the empty wards. In fact, she had asked Pan Yuhao before. The standard number of beds on each floor of other departments upstairs and downstairs was 68. The surgical building next door had more than 100 beds per floor! However, there were too few patients in the general internal medicine department. The hospital felt that there was no need to put so many beds in the department, so they moved out the other 38 beds in the ward.

However, the central oxygen supply equipment and other equipment installed uniformly on the wall were all in place at the same time.

“Boom boom boom—”

Su Tang walked to the door of the VIP ward where Wei Yan was and knocked gently.

Due to Wei Yan's special status, Wei Yan would basically stay in the ward as soon as he entered the department these days, until Su Tang finished giving her the injection and treatment, and then he would leave the department with his bodyguards, secretary and others.

However, sometimes when he was not busy, Wei Yan would bring his work laptop and other things and sit in the ward for a while.

At first, some people accidentally saw Wei Yan, their eyes lit up, and they wanted to come forward and get close to him.

But the bodyguards beside him were not to be trifled with either, with fierce looks on their faces and glaring eyes, the person who originally wanted to approach and try to establish a relationship with them immediately retracted his neck and backed away.

So these days...

Actually, no one disturbed Wei Yan.

“Crunch—”

The door was opened from the inside, and the driver half-opened the door and welcomed Su Tang into the ward with a smile.

There were seven or eight bodyguards in black sitting or standing in the living room of more than ten square meters. When they saw Su Tang come in, they all looked at her.

When Su Tang first met them, she was frightened by these expressionless bodyguards, but as the number of encounters increased, Su Tang had become accustomed to their style.

Holding an acupuncture bag and alcohol in her hands, Su Tang seemed not to notice these people and followed the driver into the room.

Wei Yan was lying on the hospital bed, looking at the distant sky through the glass window.

The man had long black eyelashes, deep and bright eyes, a beautiful jawline and a handsome profile. He was in no way inferior to any male star. It was a pity that he had a car accident, which made many netizens feel sorry for him.

Su Tang blinked and looked at Wei Yan lying on the hospital bed. She felt that netizens on the online platform might have some misunderstandings about the photo. The most regrettable thing about this man was not that he was paralyzed.

This guy is obviously a handsome guy, but he has a big mouth!

The thought only flashed through her mind subconsciously, and Su Tang smiled and immediately faced the patient in front of her with the most standard working attitude.

"Mr. Wei, how were you after you got home yesterday... Did your sense of taste become more sensitive than before? Can you tell me how much and what you ate after you got home yesterday?"

Su Tang observed Wei Yan's complexion, then looked at his body shape, and said with a smile: "I see that Mr. Wei's complexion seems to be much better these days than when he came. Have you weighed yourself in the past two days?"

"Thank you Dr. Su for your concern..."

Wei Yan glanced at Su Tang and said, "I weighed myself this morning and gained 1.7 kilograms in the past five days. My appetite is indeed much better than before..."

Wei Yan answered each of Su Tang's questions slowly and seriously.

In fact, Wei Yan was very satisfied with the treatment over the past few days.

Although Su Tang never treated his paralysis of both legs or the aftermath of the car accident, the tongue acupuncture did make his sense of taste more sensitive.

The food that seemed bland in the past has gradually become appetizing recently.

Especially the medicinal food prescribed by Doctor Su, the aroma and taste had an impact on him more than five times, even Wei Yan himself was surprised.

No wonder when I first met Su Tang at the outpatient clinic of the Sixth Hospital, he was holding a lunch box with only some meal leftovers in it, which made many people present lose their composure slightly.

Wei Yan did not forget the gurgling sounds of several people swallowing saliva in the quiet corridor at that time.

"It seems that Mr. Wei has maintained good weight gain. 1.7 kg in 5 days is a very good result."

Su Tang nodded, grasped Wei's extended wrist, and took his pulse carefully. She felt that his pulse was obviously much better than the previous few days. In addition, his cheeks gradually became red and he had gained a lot of weight in the past few days.

Su Tang thought about it carefully for a moment and asked, "Mr. Wei, how are your legs these days? Do you feel better after taking the medicine?"

Before, Wei Yan's legs were tingling and numb, and for a long time he felt his legs were as cold as if he had fallen into a cold pond.

But now...

Wei Yan nodded: "I didn't feel anything on the first day of taking the medicine. When I went to bed at night, my legs felt almost the same as when I first took the medicine. But after the third day, the numbness gradually disappeared and the tingling began to ease. My legs haven't hurt much in the past two days."

Apart from the fact that I still couldn't lift them and had no muscle reaction at all, the condition of my legs was much better than before.

This is a much faster recovery than Wei Yan had originally expected.

"It seems that Mr. Wei has recovered faster than I thought..."

Su Tang nodded. "According to the original plan, I intend to spend one and a half to two weeks to adjust Mr. Wei's physical condition first, and then proceed to the next step of treating his legs."

"But now... Mr. Wei's legs have met the basic conditions for first-stage treatment, except for his weight, which has not yet reached the target,"

Su Tang looked at Wei Yan and smiled, revealing her beautiful white teeth: "Then let's start the treatment of the legs today. But before the treatment of the legs, I have to clarify something with Mr. Wei..."

"What?" Wei Yan raised his eyebrows.

Su Tang: "From today on, Mr. Wei needs to come to the hospital twice a day, morning and evening, for acupuncture treatment. In addition, I will prescribe you an ointment, which you can apply to the joints after acupuncture. This will effectively stimulate the acupuncture points and achieve the best treatment effect."

"Sorry, Doctor Su." Wei Yan said in a calm tone, his dark pupils did not change at all, as if Su Tang had nothing to do with what he said.

Neither happy nor excited, but as calm as the surface of a frozen lake, without causing the slightest ripple.

Su Tang blinked, her eyes swept across the other person's slightly curled eyelashes, the thin and soft hair, and finally stopped at the other person's slightly stiff neck and the tense back.

Su Tang's heart was slightly moved. It seemed that this person was still quite nervous about the treatment.

In this case, Su Tang did not waste any time. She immediately spoke to Secretary Zhao and the driver and asked them to help change Wei Yan's clothes and pants, and lay him flat on the bed with his back to her.

However, although the man in front of me had a handsome face, he was extremely thin all over.

The skin is pale and looks a little sick because it has not been exposed to the sun for many years and suffers from malnutrition and anemia. The slightly protruding joints are a sign of malnutrition.

Although Su Tang was well aware of Wei Yan's physical condition, the clearly visible spine bones on the man in front of her still made her frown slightly.

Especially when she saw the ugly scars on the other person's legs that looked like burns, as well as the scars on his back, waist and legs left when he was rescued in the car accident, Su Tang couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Although this person likes to talk bad, this guy is really miserable.

Even ordinary people who don't know medicine and don't know how the person was injured in the car accident can understand the situation at that time from these ugly scars.

It was obviously extremely difficult for this person to survive the car accident.

"Ah..." Su Tang sighed.

She is a person who has her own troubles to deal with, yet she cannot bear to see the sufferings of the world.

Forget it, forget it, she is a magnanimous person, she will be nicer to this guy in the future.

If this person talks badly behind her back again, she will pretend not to see it.

Anyway, after each other's legs are healed, there will be no other contact between the two sides.

After calming down, Su Tang carefully looked at Wei Yan's injuries under the anxious gazes of Secretary Zhao and others, then reached out and pressed the injured part of the other party, asking him how he felt.

Su Tang then nodded and prepared to give the acupuncture.

However, Wei Yan, who was lying on the hospital bed with only a pair of shorts on, only felt a pair of slightly cold hands touching back and forth on his back.

The girl's hands were soft and a little cool...

Although this is not like what you would see in a pornographic magazine, it is very easy to get excited.

But this feeling is also very strange...

Wei Yan couldn't describe the feeling, he could only close his eyes and pretend nothing happened, his back becoming increasingly stiff.

Su Tang had no idea what Wei Yan was thinking. She saw that his back was tense.

Just think that Wei Yan is still nervous about today's leg treatment.

Su Tang blinked slowly. She understood this.

Isn't this just like a surgical patient before going on the operating table? Whoever is held will be nervous!

Su Tang poked Wei Yan's stiff back, and seeing that it was difficult to give acupuncture in this condition, she raised her eyebrows slightly, instantly pinched a small handful of flesh on Wei Yan's back, and pressed down directly along the direction of the flesh.

“Hmm…”

Wei Yan only felt a numbness on his back, and his originally stiff back and neck instantly relaxed.

However, the tingling sensation that rushed straight to his scalp made him frown slightly.

"Mr. Wei... then I'll start." Su Tang's voice was light and crisp, like a happy little tit in the woods.

As Su Tang finished speaking, one silver needle after another was quickly inserted into various acupuncture points!

Wei Yan suffered spinal cord venous injury and obstruction of conduction due to the car accident, causing qi stagnation and blood stasis.

In addition, the brain was injured, the brain meridians were blocked, and the liver and kidneys were yin-deficient. Su Tang directly used the burning mountain fire, combined with the withdrawal and addition of needles, to dispel evil, replenish yang, activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and nourish the liver and kidneys.

By stimulating acupuncture points, local blood vessels can be dilated, blood supply spasms can be relieved, blood circulation in the brain can be enhanced, and obstructed spinal cord conduction after a car accident can be improved.

Su Tang's acupuncture technique was extremely fast, and the silver needles almost left afterimages in Su Tang's hands.

This speed made Secretary Zhao and others nearby nervous, fearing that Doctor Su would accidentally insert the silver needle into the wrong spot, causing their Chairman Wei's condition to worsen.

However, as laymen, they did not understand acupuncture, and the person in charge of the private medical team also had only a vague understanding of Chinese medicine. Often, before he could recognize one acupoint, Su Tang had already inserted needles into four or five acupoints.

Head of private medical team: “…………”

By the time the head of the private medical team had found about eleven or twelve acupuncture points that he was familiar with, Su Tang had already turned Wei Yan into a hedgehog.

The man lay on the bed with his hands up, looking like a sickly, skinny frog.

Poor, helpless, and a little miserable.

Secretary Zhao swallowed and said, "Doctor Su... Isn't this a bit exaggerated? Will it cause damage?"

Secretary Zhao counted carefully and found that their boss had at least 150 silver needles inserted into his head, back and legs in just a short time... Is this a bit exaggerated?

Su Tang blinked and looked puzzled: "Where is this exaggeration? I am here to treat patients, not to shoot videos. Just ask your boss and you will know."

Wei Yan lowered his head, buried it in the quilt, and uttered low moans in his throat.

Waves of heat surged through his body, quickly wetting the ends of his hair, like a ball of fire burning in his chest and abdomen, slowly spreading to his legs and back.

Now, he doesn't want to pay any attention to others at all.