Chapter 389 Medicinal Diet
"Doctor Yu, what is this?"
"Some kind of fungus?"
"Or a parasite?"
"Is this the stuff in my lungs?"
Faced with the patient Li Yantian's frightened questions, Yu Zhiming glanced at the contents of the specimen box and didn't know how to answer.
He doesn't know him either.
In the small specimen box was a small ball of light reddish-brown pus-like mucus, and inside it was a ball of white thread tied together with more than a dozen strands of silk thread.
"I don't know what it is. We'll know after we send it to the pathology lab for analysis."
Yu Zhiming looked at Li Yantian, whose face had turned much paler, and comforted him, "Don't be afraid. I used a bronchoscope to explore and only found one place with this thing."
"From this, it can be seen that your lungs should not contain these unidentified objects..."
Yu Zhiming asked the nurse and Li Yantian's father to send the worried Li Yantian back to the ward.
He took the specimen box as if he was presenting a treasure and found Teacher Qi Yue as quickly as possible.
"Teacher, the more experienced you are, the more you will find the foreign body in the bronchial location that Doctor Wang pointed out."
"Teacher, do you know what this is?"
Qi Yue took the specimen box and looked at it carefully, then shook his head and said, "I don't know it either. Let's send it to the pathology laboratory."
After a pause, he asked with a lively tone, "Zhiming, why didn't you detect this thing when you examined the patient's bronchus and lungs?"
Yu Zhiming just grinned.
"Teacher, how can I possibly detect something so tiny, wrapped in pus and stuck to the bronchial wall?"
Qi Yue smiled widely and said, "So there are times when Zhiming you can't detect me."
Yu Zhiming, who had taken back the specimen box, resisted the urge to roll his eyes and said, "Teacher, I'm a human, not a god. There are always times when I'm unable to do what I can."
He then added a warning: "Teacher, you will probably encounter situations like this from time to time where I am powerless to help."
Yu Zhiming handed the specimen box to Qiao Lei and asked him to send it to the pathology laboratory...
Around 2:00 p.m., Yu Zhiming, Qi Yue and others came to see Dr. Wang Wu from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
This is different from the image of a traditional Chinese medicine expert with youthful hair and a white-haired face and an immortal demeanor that Yu Zhiming had imagined.
Dr. Wang Wu, who is in his early sixties, is a skinny old man with a short beard on his chin.
Behind him followed a tall and strong middle-aged man carrying a medicine box. He was his student, Dr. Lu Hong.
Yu Zhiming muttered to himself that a doctor's image is also very important. With this image of Dr. Wang, patients will definitely have a low opinion of his medical skills.
As a Chinese medicine practitioner, how can you be convincing when you have made your own body so withered?
"Doctor Wang!"
"Director Qi! Doctor Yu!"
After the two sides exchanged greetings, Wang Wu looked at Yu Zhiming with a smile, "Young talent, a master of medicine. Seeing you today, it's true that hearing about you is worse than seeing you in person."
Yu Zhiming was about to say something modest when he heard the other party turn around and ask, "Doctor Yu, do you have a girlfriend?"
Yu Zhiming replied casually, "I got it."
Wang Wu sighed in disappointment, then continued, "Have you ever thought about changing your girlfriend?"
Yu Zhiming was slightly startled and said, "Doctor Wang, I haven't thought about changing my girlfriend yet."
"What a pity, what a pity!"
Wang Wu shook his head with regret, then suddenly changed the subject and said, "Come on, take me to see the critically ill patient you mentioned."
Yu Zhiming and Qi Yue brought Dr. Wang Wu and his apprentice into the treatment room, where they met Li Yantian and his father who were already waiting there.
No more nonsense, straight to the diagnosis process.
First, take the pulse.
Wang Wu closed his eyes and took Li Yantian's left and right pulses. Three or four minutes later, when he opened his eyes, light seemed to be emitted.
"Director Qi, Doctor Yu, the old saying that all paths lead to the same destination is very true."
"Doctor Yu's assessment is that this patient's liver and kidneys are on the verge of collapse. I agree with him."
"Not only that, but in my opinion, as the liver and kidneys collapse, all the organs in the body will also become disordered."
"When that happens, no medicine or stone can cure it, and even gods cannot save it."
Wang Wu looked at Li Yantian and said seriously, "You are very lucky to have met a noble person."
Li Yantian asked hopefully, "Doctor, do you mean I can still save him?"
Wang Wu said slowly, "It can be said that Doctor Yu saved your chance to live."
"I'll give you acupuncture first to stimulate your body's vitality and give you enough energy to get through this."
Wang Wu said seriously, "I must explain that my acupuncture technique is to stimulate your body's potential. It is a desperate struggle for survival."
"After you get through this, you need to take good care of your body for at least a year to replenish your energy."
"Otherwise, it will seriously affect your lifespan."
Li Yantian nodded and said, "Doctor, for the sake of my life, I will do whatever you tell me to do."
Next, Dr. Wang began to perform acupuncture on Li Yantian who was lying on the treatment bed.
Yu Zhiming felt his scalp tingling as he watched one after another silver needles, each about 10 to 20 centimeters long, being twisted into Li Yantian's body, almost piercing through him.
Just then, a family of eight arrived for the VIP health checkup, and Yu Zhiming took the opportunity to go to the examination room and get busy...
The acupuncture treatment was completed after 3:30 in the afternoon.
Doctor Wang Wu also prescribed a medicinal diet recipe for Li Yantian, saying that it could accelerate the detoxification of internal organs and have a certain nourishing effect on the body.
When seeing off Dr. Wang Wu, Yu Zhiming unexpectedly saw Dr. Wang Zejia also running over to see him off.
He also calls Dr. Wang Wu "uncle".
"Dear uncle?" Yu Zhiming was a little surprised.
Wang Wu chuckled and explained, "He's a genuine uncle. I originally wanted this kid to study Chinese medicine with me, but his father disliked Chinese medicine and refused."
Wang Zejia chuckled and said, "Uncle, if your Chinese medicine skills back then were as great as they are now, my dad would definitely have agreed."
"It's because you became famous too late."
Wang Wu glared at him and snorted, "Traditional Chinese medicine requires a lot of accumulation and even more so, the ability to endure loneliness."
After a pause, he turned to Wang Zejia and reminded him, "Western medicine also requires this."
"You are lucky. You have Director Qi to teach you, and a medical genius like Doctor Yu to help you. If you don't put in the effort and work hard, you will be punished by God."
Wang Zejia muttered, "Uncle, you and my dad are truly brothers. The words you taught me are exactly the same."
"I'm working very hard. Haven't you noticed that I've lost a lot of weight recently?"
As he spoke, Wang Zejia pinched his cheeks.
Wang Wu looked at Wang Zejia carefully and said, "You are indeed thinner than the last time I saw you."
"Well, I'll ask your aunt to make you some nourishing soup. Remember to get it yourself."
Wang Zejia said with a smile: "Thank you, uncle, I will definitely go get it..."
After sending Dr. Wang Wu and his apprentice out of the central building, Yu Zhiming and Wang Zejia returned together.
"Doctor Yu, my aunt opened a small restaurant with a medicinal food theme."
Wang Zejia enthusiastically introduced: "This is called medicinal food, but it is actually a food supplement. It uses various ingredients that are edible and have medicinal value."
"To be honest, the taste is just average. Some of the medicinal food even has a strange taste, but the effect is still quite good."
"Especially in terms of its effects such as nourishing yin and strengthening yang."
Wang Zejia squinted his eyes and continued, "Because of its obvious efficacy, my aunt's herbal restaurant has accumulated a lot of regular customers."
"Doctor Yu, if you're interested, I can take you to my aunt's herbal restaurant to taste it."
Yu Zhiming politely replied: "If I have time, I will definitely go and see it and taste it..."
When the two returned to the big office, Qiao Lei came to greet them.
"Doctor Yu, the analysis results of the specimen we sent for testing are out. It's actually white duck down, used to fill down jackets."
“It’s actually white duck down?!”
Yu Zhiming picked up his tablet computer and looked up the recently released sample testing and analysis report on it.
The conclusion clearly states that white duck down...
When Yu Zhiming told Li Yantian the test results, he was stunned and surprised.
“It’s actually white duck down?!”
Li Yantian said with regret: "This Spring Festival, my ex-wife and I took apart our old down coats and used the duck down inside to sew a thin down quilt."
"We built it for less than a month and then stopped."
"It's because they weren't sewn properly, so the down is exposed. Sometimes when I wake up, there's some duck down in my mouth and nostrils."
"Doctor Yu, my recurring bronchitis is caused by such a small amount of duck down?"
Yu Zhiming analyzed: "It's very likely."
"If foreign objects are inhaled into the bronchi, it can easily trigger a rejection emergency response or lead to an allergic reaction."
"This will lead to a decrease in the immunity of the respiratory system, and once bacteria invade, it is more likely to cause inflammation..."
After 6:20 in the evening, Yu Zhiming finished the breast cancer screening of fifty volunteers today and returned to the big office, where he saw Li Yantian's father waiting for him.
He was holding a steaming casserole in his hand.
"Doctor Yu, the medicinal recipe that Doctor Wang prescribed is not only hard to buy, but I also don't have the conditions to make it. I can only ask Doctor Wang to handle it for me."
"This was made for me by Dr. Wang's wife's herbal restaurant. It was just delivered."
"Doctor Yu, is it okay for my son to eat this?"
Yu Zhiming pondered and said, "Doctor Wang knows your son's physical condition very well."
"Since it's his recipe for the medicinal food, and it's made in his wife's restaurant, there's no problem."
Yu Zhiming asked again, "How much is this medicinal meal?"
Li Yantian's father whispered, "Ingredients, processing, and delivery, all the costs are included..."
"It's two hundred and sixty yuan in total."
Yu Zhiming didn’t know whether this price was too expensive or too cheap.
But he could tell from the tone and expression of Li Yantian's father that this price was definitely quite expensive for them.
Yu Zhiming comforted him, "Just hold on for a few days, and wait until your son's health improves and stabilizes before you do anything else."
"If you have any financial difficulties, you can tell me. We are fellow villagers and we are here to treat illnesses and save lives. There is no need to be embarrassed."
Li Yantian's father said with gratitude, "Doctor Yu, you have already helped us enough. We didn't even pay a penny for the advance payment for this hospitalization."
"I brought 20,000 yuan with me when I came to Binhai this time."
He said embarrassedly: "Doctor Yu, after we came here, we realized that you are so powerful. It's us father and son who are ignorant..."
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