Chapter 301 Silly
Yu Zhiming learned from Teacher Qi Yue that the non-protein amino acid is more like a stimulant.
Although it increases the activity of brain cells, it also accelerates the aging and death of brain cells.
Judging from the cell culture experiments conducted in the laboratory of Ning'an Hospital, Mr. Ji's current brain atrophy and imaging characteristics similar to those of Alzheimer's disease are most likely caused by this amino acid.
"Teacher, can Mr. Ji's condition be treated?" Yu Zhiming asked.
Qi Yue shook his head and sighed, "It's irreversible."
"What's even more difficult is that we don't dare to treat and eliminate the fungus in his brain."
Qi Yue said with a distressed look, "His brain is functioning normally now, mainly thanks to the non-protein amino acids secreted by the fungi that increase brain cell activity."
"Once this amino acid is gone, he will immediately fall into a state of severe Alzheimer's disease and will no longer be himself."
"However, this amino acid accelerated the aging and death of his healthy brain cells."
"Once the brain cells are consumed to a certain extent, reaching a critical point, his brain will probably shut down."
This is truly drinking poison to quench thirst.
Yu Zhiming sighed for a moment and asked, "Teacher, what is Mr. Ji's opinion?"
Qi Yue shook his head and said, "I haven't told him yet."
"After the rounds, we'll go to the neurology department together, meet up with Director Zhang, and tell him the truth."
Qi Yue sighed softly: "At least, I can tell him some good news first."
"What good news?"
Qi Yue whispered, "Ning An's pathology laboratory has confirmed that the non-protein amino acid is indeed a newly discovered amino acid."
“We have the naming rights.”
"For example, could it be called Ji's amino acid?"
Yu Zhiming grinned and said, "I guess Mr. Ji doesn't want to hear such good news..."
At around 10:20 in the morning, Yu Zhiming followed Teacher Qi Yue to the Department of Neurology again and met Mr. Ji and Director Zhang in the ward.
Noticing Mr. Ji's grief-stricken expression, Yu Zhiming knew that Director Zhang had told him everything.
"Is there really no other way?"
Mr. Ji looked at the newly appeared Yu Zhiming and Qi Yue expectantly, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.
Qi Yue explained, "Existing brain damage is irreversible and difficult to recover. All we can do now is to delay the occurrence of new damage as much as possible."
"only……"
Qi Yue shook his head and said nothing more.
The light of hope in Mr. Ji's eyes gradually faded, and he hugged his head in dejection.
"After I retired, it took me five years to get rid of that woman and complete the divorce procedures."
"These past few years have been the happiest days of my life."
Mr. Ji reminisced and recounted, "I drove my RV around the country, enjoying the beautiful scenery, tasting delicious food, and meeting new friends. It was such a joy."
“I didn’t expect…”
Suddenly, the corner of his mouth twitched in pain, and he asked, "How long can I last like this?"
Qi Yue did not answer, but looked at Director Zhang.
Director Zhang coughed lightly and said, "It's hard to tell exactly how long it will take, but considering the extent of your brain atrophy, it shouldn't be more than a year at most."
Mr. Ji nodded gently and said, "There's no point in living in a muddle-headed state, not knowing who I am."
“I’ve always wanted to go to the roof of the world.”
"It's just that I was always worried about my health and altitude sickness, so I didn't dare to go."
"It's time for me to go."
Yu Zhiming suggested: "Mr. Ji, it's autumn now and the weather is cold. It's not a good time to go to the plateau."
Mr. Ji forced a smile and said, "Doctor Yu, I don't think I have any choice."
Yu Zhiming had read the guy's medical records and knew that he had children.
However, seeing that he had no intention of choosing to be with his family, Yu Zhiming wisely did not offer any further advice.
If I only had the last six months of my life...
Yu Zhiming imagined it for himself and felt that it was likely that he would choose to spend his last moments with his family...
He followed Teacher Qi Yue back to the central building and unexpectedly found someone waiting for him.
A vigorous old man with a ruddy face and gray hair, and a fair-skinned man about thirty years old.
The faint smell of Chinese medicine emanating from these two people made Yu Zhiming realize a name.
Ye Huazhang, the master of traditional Chinese medicine?
Sure enough, he heard the other party introduce himself: "Hello, Doctor Yu, I am Ye Huazhang."
"Excuse me for visiting. Could I take up some of your time?"
The other party is quite famous and is a guest.
As Yu Zhiming's teacher, Qi Yue enthusiastically and proactively invited Ye Huazhang and his apprentice into the director's office.
After pouring tea and exchanging brief greetings, both parties sat down on the sofas in the reception area of the director's office, as host and guest.
Ye Huazhang looked at Yu Zhiming and said slowly: "Doctor Yu, I was not born into a medical family. It's just that the situation was chaotic in my early years and the people were living in poverty."
"My father was lucky enough to save a famous Chinese medicine doctor, who is also my mentor."
"I have studied under my mentor for nearly thirty years, step by step, and have come this far. I can only say that I have achieved some success."
Ye Huazhang sighed softly and continued, "Nowadays, Traditional Chinese Medicine is gradually declining, and young people are increasingly unwilling to accept it."
"Fewer and fewer young people are actively learning Chinese medicine."
Yu Zhiming said, "Besides being difficult to learn and master, Chinese medicine is also difficult to find."
"The essence of traditional Chinese medicine, which has been passed down in an orderly manner, is now almost entirely passed down through family traditions."
"The so-called traditional Chinese medicine knowledge taught in traditional Chinese medicine colleges is of little practical use."
Ye Huazhang nodded in agreement and said, "Indeed, Traditional Chinese Medicine is now increasingly gaining a monopoly."
“It’s hard to become a famous doctor without aristocratic family.”
"A few decades ago, every town could still find one or two Chinese medicine practitioners who could take pulses."
"Nowadays, if a county can find three or five Chinese medicine practitioners who can truly take a pulse, it's considered quite good."
Yu Zhiming interrupted directly, "Mr. Ye, you came to see me specifically, aren't you trying to discuss the issue of Chinese medicine education and inheritance with me?"
Ye Huazhang laughed and said, "That is indeed my purpose. I mainly want to cooperate with you, Doctor Yu."
"Cooperation? Cooperation on what?" Yu Zhiming was a little confused.
Ye Huazhang explained, "To be honest with you, Doctor Yu, I'm currently compiling a pulse diagnosis book. I'm going to keep up with the times and use modern imaging technology to show the symptoms of pulse diagnosis."
"Later, I happened to learn that you, Doctor Yu, are particularly skilled at physical examinations and have the ability to discern the big picture from subtle details."
"I wanted to use my granddaughter's birthday party to discuss this with you, Doctor Yu, in detail."
"But, Doctor Yu, you're not free that night."
After a pause, Ye Huazhang continued, "Doctor Yu, my idea is that I will provide the patient's pulse history, and you will provide the patient's actual symptoms. The two will complement each other and enhance students' understanding of pulse history and diseases."
This proposal gave Yu Zhiming a refreshing feeling.
To be honest, Yu Zhiming has always found Chinese medicine's concepts of the five elements, yin and yang, deficiency and excess, stagnation, etc. very mysterious.
If we combine the patient's specific pulse history with the patient's specific internal abnormalities and compare them one by one, it will be very easy to understand.
Traditional Chinese medicine would no longer be mysterious.
With more cases for comparison, it seems that we can crack the pulse case?
Yu Zhiming knew that he was a little too optimistic and fanciful.
It's not that easy.
He declined politely, "Mr. Ye, to be honest, I agree with your idea and think it is very meaningful."
"It's just that I'm very busy every day now and can't spare any free time to do something like this."
Ye Huazhang smiled gently and said, "Doctor Yu, please don't rush to refuse. This is a major event that will promote Chinese medicine and benefit future generations."
"I don't expect to complete this pulse case in a short time."
"I plan to set up a clinic in Binhai. In addition to myself, I will also invite a few old friends to sit in the clinic."
At this point, Ye Huazhang stood up and said, "Doctor Yu, I hope you can carefully consider my proposal!"
Yu Zhiming said politely, "Mr. Ye, I will definitely consider it seriously..."
After sending Ye Huazhang and his apprentice away, Qi Yue said, "Zhiming, this is a time-consuming and labor-intensive task that won't bring you much practical benefit."
"Except for earning a cheap favor from the other party."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "Teacher, am I the kind of young man who would rashly agree to something once I'm tricked?"
Qi Yue snorted softly and said, "You're not stupid, but you're not that smart either."
Yu Zhiming was a little hurt and said depressedly: "Teacher, in your heart, I am stupid?"
Qi Yue laughed and said, "It's not silly, it's just a bit honest. Well, the kind of honesty that people like."
"I just love it."
Qi Yue explained a few words awkwardly, then said, "In the afternoon, President Hua from Jinling will come with a few experimental machines for awakening devices."
"Our narcolepsy project is about to enter the next phase of trials."
"If everything goes well, our wake-up device will be available on the market next spring."
“If sales are good, maybe next year you’ll be able to buy a big house on the waterfront.”
Yu Zhiming said expectantly, "I hope so. What I want is more than just a big house."
"Alas, I still have to buy a small house for my fourth sister first."
Qi Yue glanced at him.
"Zhiming, you have the best shortcut to getting rich quickly."
"Marry Gu Qingning, and not only will you have a big house, but even a bigger villa will be no problem."
Yu Zhiming said seriously, "Teacher, Qing Ning doesn't have much money."
"She only gets one or two million yuan a year from the family, and she doesn't even have a house to live in."
Qi Yue looked at Yu Zhiming with a puzzled expression, thinking, I should just keep calling this guy a fool...
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