Ring ring!
I just got back to my place from the set of "Dying to Survive".
Su Zhengnan's phone rang; it was his senior brother, Chu Xingyun, calling.
"Hey, Senior Brother, is there something you need calling at this hour?"
Su Zhengnan answered the phone and asked with a smile.
Chu Xingyun smiled slightly and said, "What else could it be? It's just about the publication of your medical book. I've already contacted the publisher for you. You can talk to them when you have time!"
"Talk? Talk about what?"
Su Zhengnan asked, seemingly not quite understanding.
Chu Xingyun rolled his eyes and said, "What else can we talk about? Of course, we're talking about the publication of your medical book."
Upon hearing this, Su Zhengnan smiled and said, "Do I even need to negotiate? Senior brother, you can negotiate for me. I trust you!"
"......."
Chu Xingyun felt speechless. This didn't seem like I was the one who published the book, did it?
But after thinking about it, he nodded and said:
"How about this, I'll discuss it with your second senior brother and see how many copies they can sell. Then I'll finalize the number of copies to be published with the publisher."
"Hehe, okay, then thank you very much, Senior Brother."
Su Zhengnan smiled and thanked him, then chatted with his senior brother for a few more minutes before hanging up the phone.
After contacting his second junior brother Mo Chaoyang, Chu Xingyun finally decided to publish 100,000 copies, each priced at 24 yuan.
Of course, the publisher will take a cut.
They didn't care about that.
After all, the main purpose of medical books is to spread medical knowledge, not to make money.
Moreover, these guys aren't short of money. Helping their junior brother publish a book is more about promoting traditional Chinese medicine, or, to be more realistic, about enhancing their own reputation.
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Soon, the seven-day National Day holiday came to an end.
With the holiday over, everyone is going back to work or school.
Time doesn't stop because of a holiday.
Su Zhengnan returned to work at the school clinic of Beijing Film Academy. He turned on his work computer and glanced at the stock trading software, only to find that the stock he had bought had hit the daily limit again.
"This price increase is truly insane!"
Su Zhengnan chuckled and shook his head slightly before closing the trading software.
Tap tap tap...
It was around 10:30 in the morning!
Several students carried a student to the school clinic and rushed into Su Zhengnan's traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
"Dr. Su, quick, please help me take a look. My classmate has suddenly fallen into a coma."
The student in the lead pushed open the door and walked in, calling out to Su Zhengnan.
Upon seeing this, Su Zhengnan quickly got up and went forward to check on the student's condition. He saw that the student's face was deathly pale, and he was being carried in by several classmates without making any movement.
Su Zhengnan examined the student, placed his hand on the student's wrist to take his pulse, and asked:
"What medical history did your classmate have? How did they fall into a coma?"
One of the students quickly replied, "We don't know if he has any medical history. We are all freshmen. We were just having a PE class when he suddenly fainted halfway through the run."
Su Zhengnan nodded, having basically made up his mind.
The patient's pulse was rapid and forceful, indicating internal heat.
However, judging from the patient's tongue coating, it does not seem to be due to internal heat causing fainting. It seems that the evil is inside, fighting against the yang externally, hence the external cold and internal heat.
After examining the other person's symptoms.
As Su Zhengnan took out the silver needles and began to sterilize them, he instructed several classmates:
"You guys carry him to the hospital bed and put him down. I'll give him acupuncture first."
"Okay, sure."
Several students nodded and quickly lifted the unconscious classmate and laid him down on the hospital bed.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Immediately afterwards, Su Zhengnan came to the bedside and started the acupuncture.
For this type of coma to be awakened, acupuncture only requires four acupoints: Shuigou, Shierjing, Hegu, and Taichong.
The Shuigou acupoint is treated with the sparrow-pecking acupuncture method.
The twelve Jing-Well points are pricked with a three-edged needle to draw blood.
All other acupoints were treated with the reducing method of acupuncture.
After Su Zhengnan finished his acupuncture treatment.
Not long after, the classmate lying on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes.
"Where...where am I?"
Zhao Yifei opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar surroundings. Somewhat confused, he touched his head and asked.
"He's awake! He's awake! Zhao Yifei is awake!"
A classmate next to Zhao Yifei smiled and patted him on the shoulder, explaining, "This is the school clinic. You suddenly fainted while you were running, so we brought you here."
"Yes, fortunately, Dr. Su's medical skills are exceptional. He woke you up with just a few acupuncture needles."
Another classmate laughed and chimed in, "You scared us to death just now! We were almost ready to call 120 (emergency services). It was a senior student who reminded us to take you to the school clinic to see Dr. Su."
"Hmm..."
Zhao Yifei covered his head and thought for a moment, then looked up at Su Zhengnan, who was wearing a white coat, and said, "Thank you, doctor!"
"No need for thanks, it's what I should do."
Su Zhengnan smiled and waved his hand, then said to the other students:
"Alright, you can all go back to class. This student needs to rest a bit more; I'll have to examine him again later."
"Okay, then I'll leave it to Dr. Su."
The student in the lead thanked Su Zhengnan, then turned to Zhao Yifei and said, "Then you can rest here. We'll ask the teachers for leave for you."
With that, the other person hurriedly left with the other students.
After they left.
Zhao Yifei got up from the hospital bed, slowly walked to sit opposite Su Zhengnan, and said:
"Um... Dr. Su, may I go back now?"
"Um?"
Su Zhengnan looked at him with surprise and said, "Was I not clear enough just now? You need to rest for a while. Let me take another look at you, and you can go back when I'm sure there are no problems."
"No need to see anymore, Dr. Su!"
Zhao Yifei sighed softly, his tone tinged with helplessness:
“I know my illness well. I’ve had it since I was a child. Whenever I exercise, I get short of breath and am prone to fainting due to lack of oxygen. I’ve been to many hospitals for examinations, and they all say that it’s a congenital deficiency that I was born with and that it can’t be cured.”
So you're quite clear about your own situation?
Su Zhengnan sat down and glanced at the other person, saying, "Actually, I just took your pulse. Judging from your pulse, it is indeed a congenital defect. Your parents should also have similar symptoms, right?"
"ah?"
Zhao Yifei blinked, paused for a moment, and then said:
"Yes, my mother is the same as me. She sometimes gets short of breath, but she just needs to rest and it's nothing serious."
Su Zhengnan chuckled and waved his hand, saying, "You've got it wrong. Although your illness is a congenital defect, it's mostly inherited from your mother, and it's not entirely incurable."
"Really? Dr. Su, you're not lying to me, are you?"
Zhao Yifei felt somewhat incredulous. So many big hospitals said they couldn't cure this disease, and you, a school doctor, said you could?
Su Zhengnan smiled and said earnestly:
"I'm a doctor, so I wouldn't joke around with my patients. However, treating your illness may take some time and cannot be done overnight."
"Can it really be cured?"
Zhao Yifei pondered for a moment, then said, "If it can really be cured, spending more time is not a problem. I just don't know how much this treatment will cost?"
This is what Zhao Yifei is really concerned about.
After all, he had seen many doctors and visited many hospitals in the past, and each check-up cost a lot of money.
If the treatment costs too much, he doesn't want to continue treatment.
Su Zhengnan naturally knew what Zhao Yifei meant by those words.
After a moment of contemplation.
Su Zhengnan said, "Actually, this illness doesn't cost much. How about this, you come to the clinic once a week for acupuncture treatment, and I will also prescribe some traditional Chinese medicine to regulate your body."
No matter how much the treatment costs, Su Zhengnan is determined to cure the other person's illness.
After all, this is related to whether or not the last daily task can be completed.
Su Zhengnan had been waiting for students with genetic diseases to come to his door every day, and he never expected to meet one today.
"It won't cost much, will it?"
A glimmer of hope flashed in Zhao Yifei's eyes, and after thinking for a moment, he said:
"If the treatment cost isn't too high, I'm willing to give it a try. But Dr. Su, are you sure you can cure my illness?"
Su Zhengnan smiled and said, "Don't worry, as long as you cooperate with the treatment, you will definitely get better."
"Well... okay!"
After careful consideration, Zhao Yifei finally decided to accept Su Zhengnan's treatment.
After all, who would want to get sick if they could have a healthy body?
Congenital hereditary diseases are indeed difficult to treat.
However, this does not mean that there is no possibility of a cure.
Seeing that the other party had agreed, Su Zhengnan smiled and said, "Okay, then you can rest for a bit, and I'll give you another acupuncture treatment later."
As he spoke, Su Zhengnan took out paper and pen and wrote down a prescription, then got up to get the medicine.
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