"Master Yan, when did your headache start?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Two months ago." Master Yan gently rubbed his head and said in distress, "It hurts two or three times a day, and every time it's very serious."
Zheng Ren stood up and walked behind Master Yan, asking, "Did it happen after you coveted the secret of heaven?"
"Yes. I knew that the secret of heaven cannot be revealed and that a glance was a mistake. I didn't expect to be wrong. "Master Yan smiled bitterly and said to Su Yun," There are fifty ways to use the Great Change Technique. Boss Zheng, you're the remaining one. "
"I'll massage it for you and see if it's better," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
The young man behind Master Yan looked at Zheng Ren in surprise but did not find any hostility from him, so he did not say anything.
"Sorry to bother you," Master Yan said. "You're Boss Zheng's assistant, right?"
"Hehe." Zheng Ren did not want to lie, so he could only chuckle and deceive the question.
Zheng Ren immediately felt something strange when he placed his hand on Yan Shifu's temples.
He glanced at Su Yun and the two looked at each other. Su Yun nodded.
"Master Yan, tell me about your symptoms," Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren's fingers pressed slightly, but the position was not on the temples. Instead, it was slightly below and behind.
Master Yan felt comfortable and his headache was much lighter.
His body softened a little. After a few seconds, he said, "That day, I used the Heavenly Eye to look into the future and saw that Song Moxu would have a bloody disaster. I hesitated for a long time but still wrote a letter to her."
"Aren't you two enemies?" Su Yun was surprised.
"What enemies? It's all a rumor in Jianghu," Master Yan said. "Uncle Song and I used to have a small conflict, but it didn't affect our previous friendship. He only has one bloodline. If I don't help him, who else can I rely on? "
"Me." Su Yun was already into the role. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"That's true. Thank you, Boss Zheng."
"Tell me about your illness," Su Yun said.
"There's a problem with just a glance, but I have my own way to solve it. However, revealing the secret of heaven is different, "Master Yan said. "So, from the day I picked up the pen, I had a splitting headache and soon I couldn't see anything."
"When did you go to John Hopkins?"
"My son insisted that I go. If it was up to me, it would be a waste of time," Master Yan said. "The result was as I expected. It was useless. There were some tests that I directly refused. The tests were all over the place, and they would take three to five days.
Troublesome. "
"Then can you predict if I can cure your illness?" Su Yun looked at Master Yan, and the smile on his mouth became wider and wider.
Chu Huainan and Song Ying looked at each other, puzzled.
Hearing these secrets from Master Yan's own mouth, he felt that it was incomparably magical.
Song Ying would definitely not believe what Master Yan said directly.
However, the information he had received was consistent with Master Yan's words.
Words could lie, but the change in the color of the eyes and pupils could not be hidden. Coupled with the examination done at John Hopkins later, the timing was consistent with what Master Yan had said.
That was probably what he said.
As for coveting the heavenly secret and leaking it to Song Moxu, Song Ying was still skeptical. However, after thinking about it twice, he could not find any flaws. If there was a flaw, it was the coveting of the heavenly secret that led to blindness.
Master Yan smiled and said, "I just came to see you. I didn't want to cure my eyes. This is a heavenly punishment for leaking the heavenly secret. How could you … "
"The diagnosis is very clear," Zheng Ren suddenly said. "We can try to treat it. It has been delayed a lot, but there is still hope. "
Su Yun smiled.
"Diabetic eye disease?" Master Yan said lightly.
"No, John Hopkins Hospital's diagnosis is wrong," Zheng Ren said.
"…" Su Yun was stunned. He had thought that Zheng Ren had some other way to solve the diabetic eye disease, but he did not expect his boss to directly deny the diagnosis from Johns Hopkins Hospital.
The test report he read in the car clearly stated that there should be no problem with the diagnosis.
"Boss, what do you mean?" Su Yun asked directly, dropping the act.
Master Yan was stunned.
"It's not diabetic eye disease, it's giant cell arteritis," Zheng Ren said. "The pulsation of the temporal artery is weakened, and the local blood supply is insufficient. Go to the hospital and do a color Doppler ultrasound to determine the diagnosis. Master Yan, why didn't you do the relevant tests at John Hopkins Hospital? "
"Are you really Boss Zheng?" Master Yan asked in surprise.
Had he seen wrong? At that moment, he suddenly realized that it might be the case.
"Yes." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "I don't think the doctor there would ignore such a test. You rejected it, right?"
"Yes, I don't think it's necessary. After all the tests, it's still diabetes. I recuperate on my own and have good control, "Master Yan said stubbornly. Master Yan stubbornly said, "Fat makes people feel hot inside, sweet makes people feel full, so their Qi overflows and turns into thirst."
"It's true that the vital gate fire is weak, and then we can use osmanthus. Replenish kidney water and true yin deficiency, purge heart fire, and relieve the decline of body fluid in the heart. "
Master Yan's theory of traditional Chinese medicine was very strong. Zheng Ren knew that old people were a little stubborn and difficult to accept new things.
He had been exposed to traditional Chinese medicine since he was a child, and it was indeed difficult for him to believe in Western medicine.
"Your blood sugar control is really good." Zheng Ren did not refute. This kind of old people was the most stubborn. Moreover, his understanding of the world had been fixed, so he would just say whatever he said.
If it really involved diagnosis, treatment, and examination, it would not be too late to insist.
"Why didn't you refute?" Master Yan asked.
"My blood sugar control is really good. You're 84 this year. At your age, I'd be satisfied with such a good body," Zheng Ren said. "Since the results are good, why should I refute?"
Master Yan's right thumb gently rubbed the purple clay teapot, as if in deep thought.
"However, your eye disease does not originate from diabetes, but from giant cell arteritis. This disease often affects the large blood vessels, and some patients will have irreversible eye disease. The earlier you treat it, the better your recovery, "Zheng Ren continued.
Chu Huainan and Song Ying looked at each other. Song Ying asked, "Boss Zheng, can it be cured?"
"I can try. It has already been delayed for two months and missed the best treatment time. I can't say whether I can recover or not. "
"This is divine punishment. It doesn't matter whether it is cured or not." Master Yan still insisted on his point of view.
"Divine punishment is divine punishment, but it has to be cured," Zheng Ren said with a smile. "You're in good health. Head pain can be relieved by adjusting the blood supply. I think the possibility of treatment is still very high."
After that, he added, "It's always right to try."
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