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Chapter 224 Consultation(1/2)

The research group meeting ended and all participants walked out of the conference room one after another.

Huang Su walked to Chen Jingshan and said, "Teacher, the patient is on the eighth floor. How about we go and see the patient's condition together now."

When Risong went through the hospitalization procedures for Aleph, the hospital staff saw that he was a patient of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department and directly placed Aleph in the new inpatient building. After all, the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department did not have its own inpatient area in the old inpatient building.

"Wait until I call Professor Cui and the others, and we'll take a look together."

With that said, Chen Jingshan took out his mobile phone and dialed Professor Cui's number: "Old Cui, have you arrived at the office? Come back to the conference room and let's go see a patient together."

I just heard Professor Cui asking on the phone: "Old Chen, what kind of patient is he?"

Chen Jingshan said: "A patient with syringomyelia."

"This kind of disease is not common. Just wait for me and I'll be down right away."

After Professor Cui finished speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Every rare disease has great appeal to Chinese medicine, and every time an incurable disease is solved, there will be a great sense of accomplishment.

Chen Jingshan's words attracted Professor Sun's attention.

Professor Sun came over and asked: "What are you, master and disciple, talking about here? We are chatting so lively."

Chen Jingshan said: "Huang Su has a patient with syringomyelia, would you like to go and have a look together?"

"I'd better forget it. Traditional Chinese Medicine and Internal Medicine is not what I'm good at, so I'd better forget it."

This is not because Professor Sun is modest. She has devoted her whole life to the research on the treatment of tumors with traditional Chinese medicine. The research on other diseases is indeed not as good as that of internal medicine doctors with traditional teachings like Chen Jingshan and Huang Su.

Huang Su hurriedly advised: "Teacher, please come with us to have a look. This is my first time encountering this disease. You can also give me some advice."

Professor Sun nodded and said, "If you have the patient's medical records, I'll take a look first."

"This is the patient's medical record."

Chen Jingshan took out Aleph's medical record from his briefcase and handed it to Professor Sun.

In order to study the patient's condition these days, Chen Jingshan has been carrying the medical records with him.

Professor Sun took the medical record and looked through it. When he saw the patient's name, he asked: "The patient is a Mongolian brother."

Chen Jingshan said: "It's a Mongolian boy. Aleph means lively child, but this child has this kind of disease."

Saying that, Chen Jingshan let out a long sigh.

After understanding what Aleph meant, Huang Su and Professor Sun became heavy-hearted.

Only now did Huang Su know what Aleph meant. Was this a trick of fate?

"Old Chen, let's go!"

Professor Cui walked into the conference room, breaking the suddenly heavy atmosphere in the room.

Chen Jingshan stood up and said, "Let's go and see the patient's specific condition."

A group of seven people first took the elevator down to the next floor, and then took the elevator directly to the eighth floor. Among the group were Na Risong, He Hui, and Li Yan.

Since he started teaching Li Yan, whenever she was at work, Huang Su would often take Li Yan with him during ward rounds to let her learn and see more.

The elevator door opened, and Huang Su followed Chen Jingshan and Professor Sun out of the elevator and walked to the patient's ward.

Huang Su hadn't seen this scene in front of him for a long time. He didn't expect that he could continue to follow his teacher for consultation.

Walking into the ward, Huang Su said to Bilig: "Patient's mother, two of my teachers came to Prairie City together. I introduced your son's condition to them. I came here today to conduct a consultation with your son."

Just like the graduate student career that has been blurred in my memory, I naturally serve as a bridge between teachers and patients.

Later, Huang Su introduced the identities of his two teachers: "This is Professor Chen Jingshan and Professor Cui, the directors of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Mengjiang Medical University, and this is Professor Sun Guizhi, the doctoral supervisor of the China Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

"Two professors, my son's illness will trouble you!"

After listening to Huang Su's introduction, Bilig shook hands with Chen Jingshan and Professor Sun excitedly, feeling extremely excited.

One is the director of the best medical university in Mongolia and the other is a professor who doesn’t even know what this institute does, but it must be a great institution that can use the Chinese institute.

Bilig has more confidence in her son's recovery.

Chen Jingshan carefully calmed Bilig's emotions: "Mom of the patient, please don't get excited. Please tell me if there are any changes in the patient's physical symptoms after taking the medicine for half a month."

Bilig said: "There are no changes in his body. It's just that my son said that his back occasionally hurts in the past two days. Could it be that there is something wrong with the medicine my son drank? He has never had pain before."

Upon hearing Bilig's description, all the doctors looked happy.

Huang Su asked again for confirmation: "Mom of the patient, are you sure your son has pain in his back? When did the pain appear?"

Bilig was also excited by Huang Su, and asked a question, which was a little dazed, and then replied: "It was the night before yesterday, when I was feeding, my son told me personally that his back hurt."

Huang Su continued to ask: "Is it just this time? Have you experienced any pain since then?"

"This morning, when I was scrubbing his body, he said he felt pain in his back, but the pain went away after a while."

Bilig told Huang Su and others about the things distributed in the morning in detail.

In the past two days, Huang Su has been busy doing the first stage work report and summary of the research team, so he did not go upstairs to do ward rounds.

The treatment of syringomyelia is a long process, and the effect will not appear quickly after taking the medicine, so flavin ward rounds are not so frequent. Unexpectedly, the child will have an effect now.

All the doctors I met had expressions of excitement and joy on their faces after listening to my story.

No matter how dull he was, Bilig knew that this kind of pain was a good thing for his son, and asked excitedly: "Doctor Huang, two professors, are my son's condition getting better?"

Huang Su replied: "Being able to feel back pain means that your son's spinal sensation is recovering, but because the patient's pain is too short-lived and accidental, we are not sure yet."

After hearing Huang Su's explanation, Bilig shed tears of joy.

After five years of seeking medical treatment, Bilige has become very familiar with syringomyelia.

She knew that her son had no pain in his back, but that the hole was spreading, causing sensory impairment in his back.

When I heard my son complain about back pain, I kept thinking about the bad things, but forgot the most important information.

Chen Jingshan also explained: "Your son's back pain is most likely caused by spinal curvature. Spinal curvature is a change in the stress on the spine, which is likely to lead to accelerated degeneration of the intervertebral disc facet joints, leading to joint and intervertebral disc problems.

, intervertebral disc herniation, spinal stenosis, or osteoarthritis causing pain throughout the back.”

"Or the patient's scoliosis causes the loss of the normal lordosis of the lumbar spine, resulting in an imbalance in the sagittal plane, which will cause a certain amount of soreness and pain in the lower back."

After listening to Professor Chen's explanation, Bilig was finally relieved. What Professor Chen said was very detailed, and he had heard many doctors mention it before.

Bilig urged anxiously: "Professor Chen, please show my son quickly and see if his condition has improved."

Professor Chen sat on the edge of the hospital bed and looked at the fifteen-year-old who was lying on the bed with a height of less than 1.3 meters, which was far lower than the 15- to 1.6-meter height of a fifteen-year-old. Syringomyelia had already occurred.

It seriously affects the development of boys. You must know that the height of Mongolian brothers is much higher than other identities.

Chen Jingshan gently reached out and picked up Aleph's arm and said: "Son, let me check your pulse."

Aleph on the bed looked evasive and frightened, his eyes avoiding Chen Jingshan's sight, and he looked at his mother Bilig with a look of help.

Bilig sat beside the hospital bed, gently stroked Aleph's hair, and comforted him: "Son, don't be afraid, grandpa is here to treat you."

Turning to Chen Jingshan, he explained with an apologetic look: "Professor Chen, I'm sorry, my son is a little scared when he sees so many people coming in."

"It's okay, I understand!"

Chen Jingshan carefully observed Aleph's every move and found that the child's intelligence had seriously deteriorated, and now he probably only had the intelligence of a four- or five-year-old.

Seeing that Aleph's mood slowly calmed down, Bilig gently handed his arm to Chen Jingshan.

Chen Jingshan placed three fingers on Aleph's thigh, checked for a while, then stood up and said: "Old Sun, Old Cui! Come here and check the pulse."

Afterwards, Professor Sun and Professor Cui diagnosed Aleph’s pulse in turn.

After the three professors checked the pulse, Professor Cui said: "The patient's pulse is heavy, thin and astringent, congenital deficiency, acquired lack of nourishment, essence replenishment, deficiency of both qi and blood, and blood stasis in the body."

Professor Chen handed the medical record to Professor Cui and said: "This is the patient's medical record. Old Cui, take a good look at it!"

Professor Cui picked up the medical record and looked through the diagnosis, syndrome differentiation and treatment of flavin.

"The idea that the kidney governs the marrow, and flavin nourishes the kidney, strengthens the spleen, replenishes essence, nourishes the marrow, strengthens the brain, and activates blood circulation is correct. There is nothing wrong with this prescription."

Professor Chen said: "We will discuss these slowly when we go back after we have finished diagnosing the patient."

With that said, Professor Chen sat back on the bedside and said to Bilig: "Mom of the patient, let the child stick out his tongue and let me take a look at the tongue coating."

With Bilig's coaxing, Aleph slowly opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue little by little.

Chen Jingshan, Huang Su, Professor Sun, and Professor Cui all carefully observed the patient's tongue coating.

The patient's tongue was still white and tender, with tooth marks on the edges and obvious purple ecchymoses.

Huang Su introduced to the three professors: "The patient's tongue appearance has not changed much from the first diagnosis. Only the ecchymosis on the edge of the tongue has become lighter."

After seeing that all the professors had examined his son, Bilig asked: "Doctor, what should be the next step for my child's treatment?"

Chen Jingshan said: "Since the patient's current prescription is effective, he should continue to take the medicine according to the prescription. As for the next step of treatment, we will discuss it at a discussion meeting when we go back."

Seeing that so many experts and professors were so serious and responsible for his son's condition, Bilig bowed deeply to express his gratitude to Huang Su and his party.

"Thank you, doctors and professors! I'm sorry to trouble you about my son's condition."

He Hui and Risong stepped forward to help Bilig, comforted the excited Bilig, and followed everyone out of the ward.

Walked out of the ward and stood in the corridor.
To be continued...
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