Then, Qin Songbai took the lead in explaining to Ling You: "Minister Lin's father, Mr. Lin, is from Hedong. He has been retiring in Fenglai Mountain after retirement. But he suddenly suffered a stroke early this morning. Now several hospitals in the province have

The doctors have been invited, and they are also studying treatment plans, but you happen to be in Hedong, so I thought about asking you to come and see if there is any better way."

After hearing this, Ling You understood what was going on. After thinking for a moment, he glanced at Lin Jiaxin and said, "Can I go see Mr. Lin?"

Although Lin Jiaxin had some preconceptions and did not believe in Ling You, a young doctor, but because of Qin Songbai's face, he still stood up and said: "I will take you there."

Ling You stood up when he saw this, and then the three of them walked out of the study one after another.

After arriving at the living room, when the seven or eight doctors saw Qin Songbai and Lin Jiaxin coming out, they all stood up and nodded in greeting to them.

Lin Jiaxin stretched out his hands and pressed them: "Everyone, please sit down. Thank you for your hard work." Then he took Ling You and Qin Songbai towards the second floor.

But all the doctors in the living room began to murmur, wondering who this young man was? Why were there two leaders who sent him upstairs in person? Could it be that he was the child of some important person who came to visit the patient? But they still couldn't help it.

Without thinking about Ling You's identity as a doctor, he sat down and continued to study the plan.

After Lingyou and the two went to the second floor, they came to the door of a large bedroom. Lin Jiaxin pushed the door open and walked in. They saw that the bedroom was now no different from a high-end ward in the hospital. It had all kinds of monitoring equipment and two people.

The nurse is taking care of you carefully.

Lin Jiaxin glanced at Ling You, then at his father, and then said, "Xiao Ling, I'm sorry to bother you."

Ling You nodded slightly, without saying anything else, and walked towards the patient Mr. Lin. He also knew that Lin Jiaxin must be suspicious of him. The reason why he could diagnose Mr. Lin was because

For Qin Songbai's sake, Lin Jiaxin might not even be able to see Mr. Lin's face if he just came to see him.

When Ling You stepped forward, he observed Mr. Lin's condition. He saw that Mr. Lin's face was now asymmetrical, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and a large amount of saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth. The nurse kept using gauze under the corners of his mouth.

Replacement.

Ling You first said to Mr. Lin: "Old man, can you hear me?"

After hearing this, Mr. Lin said something hesitant, but no one could hear clearly what he was saying, but Ling You guessed that Mr. Lin was probably responding to him.

Then he continued: "Can you cooperate with me and try to raise your arm?"

Mr. Lin hesitated and said a few words. He first raised his left arm, but it was a little difficult. Then he went to lift his right arm, but he still couldn't lift it.

After seeing this, Ling You moved a stool and sat beside Mr. Lin's bed. Then he picked up Mr. Lin's hand and quietly felt the pulse. After a few minutes, he put down the arm. He changed sides and gave it to the other person.

One of them checked his pulse for about seven or eight minutes.

In fact, it doesn't take long for Lingyou to diagnose the pulse, and he can know what the situation is, but this time is different. This time he comes on behalf of Qin Songbai, and also on behalf of Qin's old health care doctor. He can't let the Qin family

I lost face in front of Lin Jiaxin, so I deliberately extended the pulse diagnosis time to make Lin Jiaxin feel that I was serious enough.

After a while, Ling You put down Mr. Lin's arm, covered it with a blanket, then walked up to Lin Jiaxin and said, "Okay, let's go out and talk."

There was still a trace of surprise in Lin Jiaxin's eyes, and he thought that this was enough? No matter who the other doctors came, they would all observe each other for more than half an hour. This young man is a young man, and he really doesn't talk about it.

Mao was not very good at doing things, but he actually said it was okay after such a short time.

But he still said: "Oh, let's go down to the study and chat."

But how could he have thought that Ling You had deliberately delayed this time, otherwise Ling You would have already come to a conclusion in less than ten minutes.

But Ling You also didn't expect that after delaying for so long, Lin Jiaxin still felt that he had used too little time and was too hasty.

So, this is the case for Chinese medicine doctors. The older they get, the more popular they become. Young Chinese medicine doctors will always be jealous of others, because most of the Chinese medicine doctors in this world are old men with gray beards.

When the three of them just came downstairs, they saw that the doctors in the living room were standing and seemed to be surrounding someone. After Lin Jiaxin took a look, he noticed that a man was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The old man whose hair was covered with silver threads was looking at a medical record in his hand.

When Lin Jiaxin recognized this person, he walked a few steps quickly and said with a hint of surprise: "Mr. Ye?"

The old man looked over when he heard this, then stood up with a cane and said, "Minister Lin, long time no see."

Lin Jiaxin hurriedly supported Mr. Ye and said, "Mr. Ye, you have offended me. Just call me Jiaxin."

When Mr. Ye heard this, he complained a little: "Whether it's Minister Lin or a letter from home, let me ask you, why didn't your father inform me as soon as possible when he was sick?"

Lin Jiaxin held Mr. Ye's hand and said, "You are too old. How dare I bother you to come here?"

Ye Lao then said angrily: "Your father and I had a good relationship when we climbed snowy mountains and crossed grasslands. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, if he hadn't left the capital and returned to Hedong early because of those ten years..."

Mr. Ye did not continue, but he still snorted and said, "Why are you still hiding it from me? I can still move my arms and legs. Or do you think I can't see a doctor now that I'm older?"

Lin Jiaxin patted the back of Mr. Ye's hand: "Uncle Ye, how could I think that way? It's my fault for not thinking well, please calm down."

Then he helped Mr. Ye sit on the sofa. Mr. Ye didn't say anything more and sighed long after sitting down.

Then he turned around and saw Qin Songbai, so he asked tentatively: "Is this Songbai from the Qin family?"

Qin Songbai also walked over after hearing this, and said with a hint of humility in his tone: "Yes, Mr. Ye, I am Songbai from the Qin family. I didn't expect you to come."

Mr. Ye then asked: "How are General Qin and your mother's health?"

Qin Songbai replied: "Everything is fine, please keep me in mind."

Mr. Ye then waved his hand: "How can you not remember them? These are the only old generals and chiefs who are still alive today. I will think of their heroic demeanor when I was young."

When Ling You heard the name Mr. Ye, he thought about any old doctor named Ye who could make both Lin Jiaxin and Qin Songbai so polite.

But then a name suddenly popped up in his head, which even surprised him: Ye Bianzhou!
Chapter completed!