Wang Xu frowned. This was the first time he had encountered this situation since he practiced medicine. There was no pulse in the cunkou, neck, and the front of the neck. The patient was breathing faintly, and his whole body was cold when he felt it. It was really strange. What caused it? For a moment, Wang Xu couldn't figure it out and recalled Wang Henian's medical notes, looking for similar records on it.

The other people saw Wang Xu frowned and walked back and forth, but they didn't dare to disturb him. Tian Futong stood beside him and kept muttering in his heart. He was not worried about the patient at this time. He was a clay Buddha crossing the river and could not save himself.

Just as Wang Xu was thinking about this condition, the city central hospital was already in chaos. Luo Tongquan called and Fang Xinghu, the director of the hospital who was watching TV at home, was sweating profusely and hurriedly called the doctor who had good medical skills to rush to the hospital.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when the decorator was sent to the hospital. Most of the doctors had already gotten off work. At this time, they basically rushed over and asked each other what was wrong. Just in case, the director Fang Xinghu also called Qian Yousheng, a famous saint in Jiangzhou.

After thinking about it for more than half an hour, Wang Xu still had no idea. In this case, the patient was indeed at dying, and he was considered half dead. However, as he said before, how can he give up a life easily? As long as there is a slight chance, he cannot let go.

"Bang bang bang bang!" At this moment, a messy footsteps came from the corridor outside the hospital, and the footsteps gradually approached from a distance. After a while, a group of doctors joined the ward.

"Who is Dr. Wang?" After entering the ward, a middle-aged doctor in his fifties walking in front asked hurriedly, saying that it was Dean Fang Xinghu.

Wang Xu was thinking about the patient's condition at this time, and the surroundings were quiet. The sudden noise and inquiries immediately interrupted his contemplation and subconsciously looked at the door.

"Haha, who did I say it is? It turns out it is you." Wang Xu turned his head and an old man standing next to Fang Xinghu said with a faint smile.

"Old Qian." Wang Xu looked at him and saw that Qian Yousheng, who had met in Luohanxiang's ward a few days ago, hurriedly walked up to say hello.

"Old Qian, do you know each other?" After he asked, he took a random look and realized that this young man should be Dr. Wang, whom Luo Tongquan said. When he saw Qian Yousheng know this Dr. Wang, he was relieved.

On the phone just now, Luo Tongquan's tone was not very good. Fang Xinghu was afraid that if he was careless, Dr. Wang, who came out of nowhere, would be in danger, then he, the dean.

"I have seen it once. He cured Mr. Luo's illness not long ago." Qian Yousheng nodded and said.

"No wonder." Fang Xinghu muttered in his heart. Although Luo Hanxiang was in the Provincial People's Hospital a while ago, many people knew about this disease and almost all the famous doctors in Zhongjiang were invited. Since this young Dr. Wang cured Luo Hanxiang's disease, it is understandable that Luo Tong had all come forward.

Even though he understood the reason why Luo Tong had made all his achievements, Fang Xinghu did not dare to neglect at all. He smiled and said, "Doctor Wang, I am the director of the central hospital, Fang Xinghu. I have heard Mayor Luo say about this incident. The patient is critically ill and Tian Futong conceals it and does not report it. We will deal with this matter seriously. We will cooperate with it with all our strength."

I just asked Luo Tongquan that he was just a sensation. Wang Xu was not a mountain village boy who really didn't understand the world. He understood that some things had become a common social situation and could not be changed in a short time. Even Luo Tongquan should not make things too difficult for the hospital because of this matter.

After sighing, Wang Xu shook his head a little decadently and said, "Director Fang will handle what happened just now. Let's take a look at the patient together now. I have no clue yet. Everyone can take a look and come up with ideas."

After hearing what Wang Xu said, Fang Xinghu was very happy and hurriedly ordered someone to come forward for examination. Wang Xu stood beside him and was also seriously thinking about his condition.

Fang Xinghu and his men were busy for a long time before the examination was completed. He walked to Wang Xu and sighed: "Doctor Wang, the patient is really no longer able to do anything about this situation."

"Old Qian, what do you think?" After hearing Fang Xinghu's attitude, Wang Xu turned his head and asked Qian Yousheng. He also knew that in this situation, from the perspective of Western medicine, the patient was indeed beyond help. With such a weak heartbeat, he didn't even dare to use electric shock.

"The pulse is gone, and only a faint breath is left. I can't figure it out. It's not even like the recorded false death symptoms, with no clue or clue." Qian Yousheng said with a frown and shook his head.

"Tsk!" Wang Xu smashed his mouth, felt a deep decadence, and still asked Bai Nongxin unwillingly: "Uncle Bai, is there anything abnormal before the patient fell?"

"Exception?" Bai Nongxin thought for a while, and then said, "This Junzi was cleaning the door this morning. The sun was very hot at noon and there was a slight heatstroke. I asked him to go down and rest for a while. Later, when I was working, I was still a little confused. Originally, I didn't plan to let him do it, but he insisted on doing it, so..."

"Working in the sun for a whole morning?" Wang Xu suddenly seemed to have grabbed something when he heard this and asked hurriedly: "Where was he resting?"

"The store is too noisy. He went to a nearby park and slept on a wooden chair for an afternoon." The foreman said hurriedly. Since Wang Xu arrived, he called Luo Tongquan first, and then Tian Futong's face changed drastically and he bowed to Wang Xu. Later, a large group of leaders and doctors in the hospital arrived. The middle-aged man was just a decoration person. When did he see such a situation, he didn't dare to speak rashly. At this time, he hurriedly interrupted.

"Tsk! There is one." Wang Xu slapped his forehead and his frown stretched out instantly, understanding the condition of this decoration worker.

As he saw, the decorator's illness was not caused by falling from the shelf, but a real heat and false cold disease that was extremely hot and cold. No wonder the body felt cold all over, as if it was already dead.

As the saying goes, do not sit on stones in winter, do not sit on wood in summer. "Don't sit on stones in winter" is because stones have the warm-gathering and conducting properties. They are very cold and cold in winter, and are yin evil. Sitting on stones in winter will lead to the invasion of cold evil. Similarly, "not sit on wood in summer" is because the temperature is high and the humidity is high in summer. The wooden chairs and stools that have been placed in the open air for a long time are filled with moisture due to the dew and rain. Although the surface looks dry, it will emit moisture when exposed to the sun.

This moisture is emitted by the evaporation of the sun, and it is naturally extremely warm. The heat entering the body is originally harmful to the human body, not to mention that the patient was also suffering from heat in the morning.

Originally, the heat enters the body, which is a symptom of heat. The south is already wet, not to mention that it rained three days ago. The wooden chairs in the park are naturally quite damp. The patient slept on it for an afternoon, and the craze invaded. In addition, the heat stroke was combined, which caused the patient to be too hot.

The heat evil enters the inside and hides deeply, and the yang energy is stagnant inside and the yin is separated from the outside. It is a symptom of true heat and false cold. The Yin yin energy is outside, so the body will naturally be cold when touched. The pulse is lurking because of the heat, and there will naturally be no pulse when touched.

As the saying goes, one can understand the reason, Wang Xu was overjoyed and hurriedly said to Fang Xinghu: "Director Fang, give me a basin of cold water, preferably cold groundwater, and at the same time, take a bed sheet that is absorbed and breathable."

Although Fang Xinghu was not sure about this, he hurriedly ordered people to go down and prepare. After a while, several hospital security guards brought a large basin of clean water and brought in a clean sheet.

Wang Xu reached out to try it in the water. It was indeed groundwater. The water felt cold and cold. He reached out and took the bed sheet and soaked it in the water, and ordered someone to take off the patient's clothes.

After the patient took off all his clothes, Wang Xu took out the sheet soaked in the water, reached out and twisted the water on it, but the twisted it was not very dry and covered the patient's body.

Seeing Wang Xu busy, the others looked at each other, not knowing what Wang Xu was doing. No one would think that this strange method could save the patient.

"Young man, are you?" Qian Yousheng asked in confusion when he saw Wang Xu finishing his busy schedule. To be honest, if it weren't for the prescription that Wang Xu had prescribed, who had cured Luo Hanxiang's disease, Qian Yousheng knew that Wang Xu had some skills and had already scolded him at this time. Even though he had not thought of a treatment method, wouldn't this randomness speed up the death of the patient?

"You always watch it." Wang Xu kept it a secret and said with a smile.

Seeing that Wang Xu was unwilling to say it, Qian You snorted angrily, then stood by and stared at the patient on the bed, and he didn't believe that a wet bed sheet could cure the disease. Besides, the patient did not have a high fever, even if he had a fever, this method was used hundreds of years ago.

When Wang Xu covered the patient with wet sheets, he didn't do anything else, but stood by the side and waited. Time was slowly lost. About half an hour later, when some doctors were even impatient, Bai Nongxin suddenly exclaimed: "Look, the sheets are coming out!"

As soon as Bai Nongxin shouted, all the doctors in the ward looked at each other and found that there was a faint white air on the bed sheets covered by the patient. If you were not careful, you wouldn't notice it.

"This is..." Seeing this situation, Qian Yousheng instantly grew up his mouth. After a long time, he slowly spit out a few words in uncertainty: "Is this extremely hot and cold, is it true that the fever is false cold?"

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