"Let's help him. I can't bear to see him like this," Wang Mingbao said.
"Well, I have other things to do. I have to go." Wang Yao nodded. If Wang Mingbao hadn't asked him to, he wouldn't have cared about this matter.
"Drive safe."
Wang Yao drove home and recorded Wei Hai's symptoms and diagnosis as fast as he could.
He was not a saint who cared about the world, nor was he a Bodhisattva who delivered all living beings from torment.
He wouldn't treat every disease or patient.
Just like Wei Hai, Wang Yao didn't have a good first impression of him. If it hadn't been for Wang Mingbao, he wouldn't have treated him. Since he had treated him, and it was a difficult and challenging disease, he might as well give it a try.
The patient's health was very poor. The most important thing was to consolidate his corporeity. At the same time, he could consider appropriate treatment for the poisonous insects in his body. Wang Yao used one day to come up with a general idea. He still needed to think about some details and think about it more.
The next day, he made an appointment with Tian Yuantu and went to Haiqu.
The decoction had been decocted, so it was natural to give it to the patient. Tian Yuantu had already told Secretary Yang about this matter, so he postponed several meetings in the morning to wait for his mother.
When he saw Secretary Yang's mother again, she looked better than last time. It was probably because she had taken the Regather soup.
"Hello, Dr. Wang."
"Hello, Secretary Yang."
They didn't exchange any pleasantries. Wang Yao first checked his mother's pulse. After confirming that her physical condition was good, he took out the decoction he had decocted in advance.
"This is the decoction I decocted. Drink a small cup first."
"Okay." Secretary Yang's mother drank a small cup. The decoction was red, like flowing fire. After drinking it, she only felt that her stomach was hot.
Wang Yao sat beside her and placed his fingers on her wrist to check the changes in her pulse.
The heat spread quickly. After a short while, Secretary Yang's mother's face turned slightly red. She felt that her body was a little hot. This was a feeling that she had not felt for many years. This feeling lasted for about an hour before it slowly faded away.
"Drink another small cup," Wang Yao said.
"Alright."
Secretary Yang's mother drank another cup. This time, she felt almost the same as the first time, but it took a little longer.
"It's working."
Wang Yao had her take three cups in a row before stopping. For the next two hours, he checked her pulse every once in a while to observe the changes in her body. He even missed lunch time.
"Okay, this is how to use the medicine. Three small cups every three hours and take them six hours apart," Wang Yao said. "If you feel uncomfortable or abnormal, stop taking the medicine immediately."
"Okay."
Secretary Yang invited them to have a simple meal because he still had something to do. After the meal, he expressed his gratitude to Wang Yao and left in a hurry.
"He is too busy. Don't mind him."
"I understand."
Wang Yao and Tian Yuantu chatted with his mother for a while. After that, Wang Yao made sure that her body was fine again before leaving. It was already evening when they returned to Lianshan County.
The two of them had something to eat in the county town. Tian Yuantu drove Wang Yao back to the village.
In the next few days, Wang Yao went to Pan Jun's clinic three times in a row to treat three patients. The symptoms of the three patients were very similar. They all had headaches, but the hospital couldn't find the cause of their headaches.
Wang Yao prescribed two doses of medicine for them. The first dose was decocted by himself. He directly wrote a prescription for the second dose and asked the doctor in Renhe Clinic to decoct it for him. After the three patients took the medicine, it was effective. They would naturally tell their relatives and friends when they went back. Therefore, some people knew that there was a young doctor in Renhe Clinic who specialized in treating headaches. The medicine was quite effective.
Pan Jun was very happy with such a situation. Wang Yao's prescription was not afraid of outsiders. He directly left it in Pan Jun's clinic. He also took the prescription and showed it to an old Chinese medicine doctor he knew.
After reading it, the old Chinese medicine doctor was surprised and said, "Wow, his medicine is a bit strange. Why doesn't he follow the ancient prescription?"
"But the patients who took the medicine said it was effective," Pan Jun said.
"Well, it's good that it's effective. These herbs are relatively mild and do little damage to the body. It's not a big deal."
After listening to the old Chinese medicine doctor's words, Pan Jun kept the prescription.
The progress is good. Wang Yao looked at the changes in the task prompt. In less than 10 days, there were 10 more patients. It should be the effect of his consultation in Pan Jun's clinic these days.
Pan Jun's sister's clinic seemed to have a lot of patients, so Pan Jun gave her a little more for the consultation fee.
It was like a supermarket. If one product sold well, it would drive other products. This week, more patients came to Renhe Clinic. As the name spread, more and more patients would come to Renhe Clinic.
Even when Wang Yao was not around, some patients with headaches would come to the clinic. They would follow the prescription and the effect seemed to be good. At first, Pan Jun did not tell Wang Yao about this matter until one day, a patient came to the clinic and said that the more he took the medicine, the worse his headache was. This made the doctor in the clinic a little helpless. Pan Jun, who was still on duty in the hospital, rushed over after receiving the call. Faced with the aggressive patient, he had no good way to deal with it. Several doctors in the clinic did not have enough time to refuse. No one would stop this matter from happening to him. In desperation, he personally called Wang Yao to ask for help. This time, he first asked for the patient's address and then told him the matter tactfully.
"What? Nonsense!" Wang Yao said angrily.
As a doctor, one of the most taboo things was to prescribe medicine without knowing the cause of the illness.
He did not think too much about the prescription at all. He just wanted to save some trouble. He did not expect the clinic to use it as a universal prescription. Logically speaking, the medicine was quite mild. It was not a problem for ordinary people. However, it was not suitable for some people to take it.
Pan Jun repeatedly apologized over the phone. He drove to the mountain village where Wang Yao lived. This was his first time here.
The traffic is not very convenient.
The road to the village was hardened with cement. It was an improvement compared to before, but it was a little narrow. It was difficult to pass by.
After waiting for a while at the village entrance, he saw Wang Yao coming from the south.
"I'm really sorry, Dr. Wang." While speaking, he carefully observed Wang Yao's face. He was afraid that Wang Yao would be angry and not cooperate with him. He would stop seeing patients in the clinic.
"Hurry up and see the patient," Wang Yao said. Because of the prescription he wrote, he naturally had to solve the problem.
"Okay."
Pan Jun drove very fast. In a short while, he arrived outside the clinic.
The man was still waiting in the clinic.
Wang Yao roughly guessed the problem when he saw the man. It was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his 40s.
"I thought you ran away!" His voice was quite loud.
"How could I? Didn't I invite an expert here?" Pan Jun said with a smile. "Let's go, Mr. Zhang. Let Dr. Wang take a look at you."
"Him?" The middle-aged man stared at Wang Yao. His expression was obviously doubtful.
"Yes, don't be fooled by Dr. Wang's young age. His medical skills are excellent. He cured the headaches of those patients."
"Then why didn't the medicine you prescribed have any effect? Why did my headache get worse?" the middle-aged man asked.
"That's why we asked Dr. Wang to take a look at you."
After a lot of persuasion, the middle-aged man finally sat down quietly and accepted Wang Yao's diagnosis.
Wang Yao checked his pulse. After a while, he was slightly stunned.
The cause of this headache was very strange!
"How long have you been sick?"
"Not long. Probably less than 10 days," the middle-aged man said.
"In addition to the headache, do you feel any discomfort in your body?"
"Nothing," the man said after thinking for a while.
"Your abdomen should not be very comfortable, and this place is a little sore." Wang Yao reached out and pointed at his ribs.
"Ah, yes. Now that you mention it, I remember. It's true," the man said. "How did you know?"
"Brother, there have been a lot of happy things recently, right?"
"Yes. My wife gave birth to a big fat boy for me. The market for ginger has been good recently. I happened to have a batch of it last year. My father's illness has also been cured. It's really a happy event. Haha." Speaking of these things, the middle-aged man laughed again.
Ouch! Then, he covered one side of his ribs.
"It's starting to hurt, right? One side of your ribs hurts. Does your head also hurt a little?" Wang Yao asked with a smile.
"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded.
"Okay, you can go back," Wang Yao said.
"I haven't seen anything. Why do you want me to go back?" The middle-aged man was a little unhappy.
"You are not sick."
"If I am not sick, why do I have a headache and a stomachache?"
"The stomachache is because of a wrong breath. You will be fine after a while. The headache is because you have been happy these days. You laughed too much and were too excited, which stimulated your nerves."
Ah?!
This explanation stunned the middle-aged man and Pan Jun.
"You don't need to take medicine for your illness. I estimate that you will get better in three days."
To be honest, Wang Yao did not expect such a situation in advance. Whether it was "listening" or "asking," he could not see any obvious illness in the man. However, when he checked the man's pulse, he found that the man's heart was slightly abnormal. Looking at the man's complexion, he asked tentatively and then came to the "strange" conclusion.
"Is it really okay?" The man was still worried.
"Within a week, if you still have a headache, we will diagnose you for free."
"Okay, then I will trust you again." After saying that, the middle-aged man left.
After the man left, Wang Yao talked to Pan Jun about another matter seriously. "Don't use the prescription anymore!"
"Okay, I promise." Pan Jun solemnly said. A doctor with excellent medical skills and a "dead" prescription. He naturally knew which was more important.
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