A doctor in his fifties spoke weakly and seemed to have no confidence.
"Mr. Huang, so you know about my father's illness?"
Gu Feng asked instead without answering, his sharp eyes falling on the man named Huang Lao.
Mr. Huang, whose real name is Huang Guofu, and you can tell from his name that he was born in the 1960s. He is a well-known old Chinese medicine practitioner. He was mentioned by the National Health Commission two years ago and officially entered the ranks of Chinese medicine.
"..."
Mr. Huang remained silent. Is he sick?
If you want to know the symptoms, can't you just take the medicine according to the prescription? Do you need more than ten experts to stand together and be trained?
"snort!"
When Gu Feng saw Qin Shiming entering the yard, he waved his hands displeased, "Okay, you all can go."
When everyone heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief.
Chinese medicine and imperial medicine sound very bluffing. Who is not a big leader? As long as you can help big leaders and big figures with a little help, you won’t be able to escape glory and wealth.
However, when it comes to curing a disease, who dares to pat his chest and guarantee a 100% cure?
Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger.
Especially when treating some elderly leaders, they are walking on thin ice, scared at every step, not daring to be careless, and paralyzed. If the treatment is good, there will be a big reward, but if the treatment is not good...
"Brother Gu, old man..."
"Stop asking and come into the house with me."
Gufeng stopped Qin Shiming, asked sisters Zhang Yashu and Zhang Yating to wait outside, and led Qin Shiming into the old man's bedroom.
Burning incense in the bedroom has a calming effect.
However, at this moment, there was an old man lying on the hospital bed, half awake and half asleep, twitching slightly from time to time, and moaning in pain and discomfort.
"Dad, Xiao Qin is here. Let Xiao Qin take your pulse?"
Gu Feng stepped forward lightly and patted Mr. Gu on the shoulder. He was so sad that he almost broke his back teeth. Seeing his family members suffering from illness, Gu Feng wished he could bear the pain for his father.
"Xiao Qin is here and I'm going to trouble you again."
The old man opened his eyes slightly and forced a smile.
"You're welcome, old man. Don't say anything for now. I'll take your pulse."
Qin Shiming hurriedly stepped forward, raised his three fingers, lowered his brows, and looked at the old man's complexion.
The old man of the Gu family was very weak. If it weren't for the light in his eyes, Qin Shiming would probably have to help call for the food. He was reduced to a skeleton, with dry and sallow skin, and scratches on his neck and arms.
While Qin Shiming was feeling his pulse, the old man would occasionally scratch it.
"Xiao Qin, how's it going?"
After about five minutes, Gu Feng couldn't help but ask.
The only person he can trust and rely on now is Qin Shiming.
"It's not a big problem, it's just a common cold. Maybe the person is getting older and his resistance is reduced. The patient has a high fever for many days in a row, no sweat, and itching all over the body. Especially when there is a cold wind, the itching becomes worse. When the pain starts, even the bones
The seams are all painful.”
"In traditional Chinese medicine, this is a sign of depression that cannot be understood."
Qin Shiming thought for a while and then continued: "Have you been vomiting after eating recently? Your stomach is empty. You are obviously very hungry, but you just can't eat."
"Oh my god, that's it."
Hearing this, Gu Feng patted his thigh and said, "My dad hasn't eaten for four days in a row. He can only drink some normal saline. He can't eat anything else, and he can't even take the prescribed medicine. I'm worried to death."
"Xiao Qin, since you know everything, hurry up and prescribe the medicine. It makes me feel bad to see the old man suffer."
"The old man probably won't be able to drink the medicine I prescribed."
Qin Shiming shook his head.
"What should we do?"
The ancient style is urgent.
"Take me to the kitchen, and I will cook a meal for the old man myself." Qin Shiming gave up. Some things were very troublesome to explain. After all, Gu Feng was a layman.
"You cook?"
"What time has it been and are you still cooking?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Feng became even more anxious.
"Let the old man rest more first, and we'll talk while we walk."
Seeing that the old man of the Gu family had closed his eyes again, Qin Shiming pulled Gu Feng out of the bedroom. At this time, the patient needed to rest, and he had to rest. Only with enough physical strength, sufficient resistance, and willpower can he contend with the disease and pain.
Rest is the best medicine.
"Brother Gu, take me to the kitchen and let's talk as we walk."
Although he didn't know what kind of medicine Qin Shiming was selling in his gourd, Gu Feng still led Qin Shiming into the kitchen and asked the head chef to wait aside to provide any needed ingredients immediately.
"Can you make noodles?"
With the chef around, Qin Shiming was too lazy to do anything.
"will do."
The chef nodded.
"Make a bowl of spicy and sour noodles, add some sesame oil and some sauerkraut. The taste will be a little stronger and the noodles will be cooked until soft."
"What Xiao Qin says, do what you do."
Gu Feng said to the chef, while he took out a cigarette and started smoking, "Xiao Qin, what do you mean? The old man can't eat at all now, are you..."
"Brother Gu, have you ever had a cold? Have you ever had a fever?"
Qin Shiming pulled Gu Feng to sit down on the stone bench outside the kitchen and asked with a smile.
"Of course."
Isn’t this nonsense? Who hasn’t had a cold?
"When the old man is exposed to the cold and accumulated food, he will hurt his intestines and stomach. Naturally, he will vomit whatever he eats. As people get older, their body functions decline, and their ability to recover independently is poor. Unlike young people, most people can catch a cold, cover themselves with quilts and sweat a lot.
good."
"But the old man is different. He hurt his spleen and stomach, and it took too long. You should have called me as soon as possible. The old man wouldn't have suffered so much."
Gu Feng looked at Qin Shiming, opened his mouth to speak but hesitated. There were some things he couldn't say, and if he wanted to say them, the old man had to say them.
"The most important thing about spicy and sour noodles is that they are sour and spicy. Just like many young people who have a cold and feel that everything they eat has no taste, they just want to eat something flavorful. The same is true for the elderly. Considering that the old man has a weak spleen and stomach, he eats
Noodles are the best. Noodles warm and nourish the stomach. As long as you open your mouth here, it won't be a big problem."
"you sure?"
Gu Feng still doesn’t believe that a bowl of noodles can cure diseases?
"Sure."
Qin Shiming looked determined, and he explained for a long time, but Gufeng still didn't understand the reason.
"..."
Gufeng stopped talking.
The chef acted very quickly, and in more than 20 minutes, a steaming bowl of hot and sour noodles was brought out. According to Qin Shiming's request, it had a strong taste, but was very appetizing.
"Tell me, old man, not to eat in a hurry, but to smell it first before eating."
Seeing Gu Feng taking away the noodles, Qin Shiming reminded him again. He wanted to follow him into the bedroom, but he didn't want to be grabbed by Zhang Yating.
"Hey, what's wrong with the old man? Is it serious?"
This is Zhang Yating's Biao. Without Zhang Yashu's stability, she would never be able to enter a wealthy family in her life.
How should Qin Shiming answer this? The health issues of big figures and leaders are considered confidential, and anyone who says anything more about it will be beheaded.
"It's not a big problem, don't worry. By the way, where is your sister?"
Qin Shiming changed the topic and glanced left and right, but did not see Zhang Yashu.