Toss to death?

A disdainful smile appeared on Du Heng's lips. At the same time, he felt that his elder brother was a bit alarmist.

As for Du Jun's family, although they are a bit shameless and have no sense of shame, they still don't have the guts to kill people.

Du Ping on the other end of the phone may have guessed what Du Heng was thinking, so he repeated the current situation of Du Jun's wife and the attitude of Du Jun's family.

"You said you want to kill her directly. Their family really doesn't have the courage, but if they keep going like this, Du Jun's wife will not be able to bear it on her own."

Du Ping carefully recalled the situation of Du Jun's wife, "By the way, when Du Jun's wife drank water, the sweat on her body was as if someone had poured water on her. The sweat was going out without her life.

I think she drank one teaspoon of water and sweated two teaspoons of water."

As soon as this situation was mentioned, Du Heng, who had not taken it seriously at first, immediately became serious, and then asked about the sweating situation in detail.

Sweating like oil?

Du Heng, who was holding the mobile phone, frowned tightly.

Sweating like oil is a symptom of people who have run out of oil and have lost their ability to converge. To be honest, he has never seen this phenomenon in all his years as a doctor. He has only seen it in medical books.

Description.

Even when the old secretary of the Lao Liang family passed away last year, he only felt a slight sweat, because the old secretary had been tortured by illness, and he died of pain to a large extent, not a natural death.

But through the descriptions in medical books and his current understanding, he knew very well what oily sweating meant.

Perhaps it is true as the elder brother said, if this woman keeps struggling like this and does not receive timely treatment, she may really be sent away directly by them.

As for why the recruitment was not clean, Du Heng didn’t believe it at all.

However, the stars are already high in the sky, so it is not suitable to go at this time. Moreover, Du Jun's family may not be able to trust him and be willing to treat him if he is half-fairy.

Du Heng thought for a while and then said, "I understand, brother, I will come up early tomorrow morning."

When Du Ping heard that it was not now, his heart tightened slightly, "Aren't you coming tonight?"

Du Heng explained patiently, "Brother, it's so late at night that it's not appropriate for me to come to your door and say I want treatment, and people may not believe me.

What's more, the doctor didn't knock on the door. He didn't even invite or call me, but he just came to see a doctor. According to the temperament of Du Jun's family, he might kick me out.

I might as well come tomorrow morning in the name of visiting his wife, and then I can just act according to the circumstances."

Listening to what his brother said was reasonable, Du Ping sighed and agreed.

After Du Heng hung up the phone, he was suddenly surrounded by his colleagues in the health center. Although he did not drink, others served him drinks, so even if he was getting drinks, he would still have to meet others.

And tonight's meal is not only to get together with old colleagues, but more importantly, to introduce Qiu Pingzhen to them, and to appease some people's emotions.

After the dinner party was over, Du Heng returned to the car and sighed softly. I don't know since when, he actually became a bit utilitarian even eating with his old colleagues.

Shaking his head gently to clear away the thoughts that suddenly popped up in his mind, Du Heng drove home. After preparing to have a good sleep, he would go to the mountain to check in the morning to see if he was really sweating like oil.

There was something on his mind, and he couldn't sleep well. He was in a daze all night, and his mind was filled with thoughts related to this. Before dawn the next day, he was no longer sleepy.

If he wasn't drowsy, he wouldn't sleep. After washing and tidying up, Du Heng went out to eat a big meal, and then drove to the health center first.

"Secretary Lu, I was away last night because I had something to do. I made a special trip today just to wait for you to say sorry to me." When they arrived in the ward, Du Heng looked at Lu Zhongjiang and started joking.

To be honest, Lu Zhongjiang's face is much uglier than yesterday, his cheeks are more sunken, and his whole person is in a helpless state.

However, it can be seen from the look of his eyes that Lu Zhongjiang's eyes are brighter than yesterday. And his originally dull skin color also looks a little brighter today.

The most obvious thing is the lips. The blue-black lip color has faded a little visibly to the naked eye, and has become slightly blood-colored.

Lu Zhongjiang smiled, a very comfortable smile. It was no longer the forced smile yesterday, and there was even less discomfort and pain in it.

"I'm sorry. I, Lao Lu, want to say sorry to you sincerely. I, Lao Lu, underestimated the dean's ability."

Du Heng laughed and looked really happy, "As long as you realize your mistake, I accept your apology."

As he spoke, Du Heng gently held Lu Zhongjiang's wrist and said while diagnosing his pulse, "Now that you have seen the effect, relax, listen carefully to Lao Yu's words, and take the medicine on time.

I guarantee you can start working again in half a month at most."

Lu Zhongjiang grinned and said, "I don't dare to expect too much at work. As long as it doesn't drag down my daughter and son-in-law, doesn't make my wife feel uncomfortable, and I myself suffer less, I'll be very satisfied."

Du Heng pretended to be angry, "What are you talking about? Let me tell you, I have arranged a dean for the health center, who can be said to be my confidant. But this person has never managed affairs independently, so you have to teach him like before.

I am the same, teach him well.

Moreover, the erroneous development of the health center needs to be corrected and speeded up quickly. Without a veteran like you in charge, it will easily go astray."

Lu Zhongjiang's heart was obviously moved, but then he said slightly dimly, "Hey, I'm afraid I can't handle my body, and the higher-ups should also consider letting me retire early."

"Nonsense, the health center is now under the management of our city's women and children. Whether you want to retire or not depends on the city's women and children's signature and consent."

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Du Heng said seriously, "And I don't plan to let you do what you did before. You can't do everything yourself. During the period before your normal retirement, you will be responsible for controlling the general direction and giving Qiu Pingzhen, the new dean

, just provide correct guidance.

For an old-timer like you, with a lot of experience, I’m not willing to let you go just like that.”

Lu Zhongjiang looked at Du Heng seriously and said after a long while, "Then I'll give it a try. If I don't do well, you can't complain."

"Why don't you give it a try? You have to hand over everything you know, otherwise I won't agree."

While Du Heng was joking, he also let go of his hand for diagnosing the pulse, and placed Lu Zhongjiang's hand considerately, "Okay, I won't disturb your rest, I'm going to do my thing."

"Well, okay."

Du Heng immediately walked out of the ward and motioned for Yu Haiting and Lu Qiaoer to follow him.

Du Heng was not ready to go to the office. He stopped when he walked a little further, turned around and asked Lu Qiaoer, "How was Secretary Lu's situation last night and evening?"

Lu Qiaoer had already put away the relief on her face. When she heard Du Heng's question, she said with a hint of worry, "Yesterday, I urinated four times in total. It was a bit red, and the amount each time was not much.

He also had three bowel movements, each time containing pus and blood. Moreover, after each bowel movement, he would feel very painful and walk very awkwardly.

However, the pain became a little lighter, and I slept for a while at night, feeling more at ease."

Du Heng's expression remained unchanged. After listening to Lu Qiao'er's words, he said directly, "Relax, this is a normal body reaction. After today, this symptom should be alleviated.

In the past few days, purging pus and removing toxins is secondary. The main thing is to support stomach qi, which is to restore his ability to eat and absorb."

"The eating situation has really improved. Last night I ate less than half a bowl of noodles. This morning, before you came, my dad drank more than half a bowl of porridge."

Du Heng breathed out softly, "Very good. As long as he can resume his diet, Secretary Lu's body will recover quickly.

Just don’t always give noodles, rice porridge and other foods. You can eat other things as well, as long as you don’t give spicy food and mutton is fine.

Secretary Lu has a bad intestinal tract. It’s not that he has poor digestion or absorption. It’s good for his body to eat something nutritious.”

Hearing that Lu Zhongjiang was eating either porridge or noodles, Du Heng really couldn't help but laugh.

Some people don’t know what taboos are and just eat Haisei’s creations; some people are afraid of becoming tigers and leopards when eating vegetables and meat. These are really two extremes.

When Lu Qiaoer heard what Du Heng said, he quickly explained, fearing that Du Heng and the others would misunderstand him and mistakenly think that he was unwilling to give his father delicious food. "I was thinking that my father's disease was in his stomach and intestines. It would be easier to digest it if he had something to eat."

Yes, be good to him."

Du Heng smiled and shook his head, "That's not the case. As long as you don't eat irritating things like chili and garlic, hair products, and other things, as long as Secretary Lu is willing to eat them, he can eat them as he pleases.

Secretary Lu’s stomach is good. Everything he eats looks the same when it passes through his stomach, so don’t make random taboos and eat what you should eat.”

Seeing Lu Qiaoer nodding in agreement, Du Heng said to Yu Haiting, "The dose of yesterday's prescription remains unchanged. Continue to take one dose a day. When there is no pus and blood in the stool, or the blood in the stool turns bright red, just remember to notify me. I

...."

Just as he said this, a picture suddenly flashed through Du Heng's mind, and he was shocked.

Yu Haiting was stunned, "Dean, what else do you want?"

Du Heng came back to his senses and said, "It's okay, just tell me to come over and change the dressing. Okay, you go and do your work. I have something else to do today, so I won't stay any longer."

After arranging Lu Zhongjiang's affairs, Du Heng felt wind at his feet and hurriedly walked to the car. But halfway there, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He found Zhang Yongjun's phone number that he left yesterday and dialed it.

"Director Zhang, are you busy at this time?"

"Haha, Dean Du, I just arrived at Secretary Bai's side. I'm going to check you out and then give you the medicine."

Du Heng let out a breath and quickly asked, "How is Secretary Bai's current situation?"

"Very good." Zhang Yongjun's tone was full of admiration, "The pain has basically disappeared now, and the abdominal distension has also subsided. I just heard the nanny said that I slept until dawn last night. Dean Du, your medicine is amazing.

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I plan to have Secretary Bai take the medicine again today, and then do a full-body examination and take a look at some physical indicators.

Firstly, it is necessary, and secondly, I also want to ask you, does Secretary Bai need to change the dressing now?"

Du Heng scratched his head and asked, "Is this necessary?"

"It is necessary." Zhang Yongjun, who was happy just now, sighed, "The health care team and the National Health Commission need these data for archiving. Our tongue coating and pulse count are not counted."

Well, this is the reality. Even if the credit this time goes to Chinese medicine, the standards that should be used must be based on other people’s standards.

Du Heng didn't want to say anything more on this point, but continued the topic just now and said, "Director Zhang, this is the purpose of my call.

Now that Secretary Bai’s pain has been relieved and his appetite has recovered, let’s reduce the dose of medicine to half from today on and let the damaged liver slowly recover.”

Zhang Yongjun was slightly silent, "Will you change it now?"
To be continued...