Jiang Fei came out of Li Zhenyun's office, and it happened that Zhao Chengye also came out of Mr. Niu's office.
The two people met downstairs, but Zhao Chengye looked a little depressed.
"What's wrong? Dean?"
Jiang Fei asked him doubtfully, wasn't he very happy when he came here before?
Zhao Chengye shook his head with a depressed smile: "Don't mention it, I was scolded by Mr. Niu."
"Nothing, just some business matters, let's go back."
Zhao Chengye also wanted to save face and didn't want to mention the matter anymore, so he waved his hand and walked out.
Jiang Fei didn't ask. It had nothing to do with him anyway. He was now managing the internal medicine and Chinese medicine emergency teams, and he could just review his homework carefully.
The two of them took a car back to Jiang County People's Hospital.
After Jiang Fei came back, he immediately got into work.
"Team leader, there is a patient with acute hemoptysis admitted to Ward 2. Would you like to go take a look?"
After Liao Chengjie learned that Jiang Fei had returned to the hospital, he immediately ran over to find Jiang Fei.
When Jiang Fei heard that the hospital was admitting a patient with acute hemoptysis, his expression froze.
Any disease related to blood is not simple.
"Is it lung cancer or tuberculosis?" Jiang Fei asked him.
Liao Chengjie nodded and said, "I think it's lung cancer, and what I diagnosed is that the liver fire is in reverse and the meridians are damaged."
Jiang Fei hummed, said nothing more, and walked towards the internal medicine ward on the second floor.
Arriving at Ward No. 2, Jiang Fei walked in.
A skinny, red-faced middle-aged man was lying on the bed on the left side of the ward.
When Jiang Fei came in, he was still coughing, and there was a trace of blood on the handkerchief.
There was a strong smell of phlegm inside the house.
No one can describe what the phlegm smell is, but I can smell an abnormal smell.
If this smell continues to deepen, it will appear similar to the smell before death.
This is a tendency of serious illness, which can also be detected through smell. This is also the smell in the four diagnostics of traditional Chinese medicine.
Standing next to the hospital bed was a middle-aged woman in her forties. She was a little short and her clothes were a little old. She was clutching a cloth bag.
Her expression was a little nervous and uneasy. It was clear that her man's illness was not a good one.
So the more this happened, the more uneasy she felt.
"This is Jiang Fei, the director of our internal medicine department and the leader of the traditional Chinese medicine emergency team."
After Liao Chengjie came in, he introduced Jiang Fei to the patients and their families.
The patient lay on the bed and coughed, then nodded towards Jiang Fei, and was surprised by Jiang Fei's youth.
The middle-aged woman stared at Jiang Fei, her eyes gradually turning red.
When people are desperate, they all hope that a god will descend and solve their sufferings.
Her family relies on her husband to make money. If her husband is gone, her two sons and one daughter will not know how to live.
"Director Jiang, please, please save my man. I will kneel down for you."
The middle-aged woman wiped away her tears, came to Jiang Fei, and knelt down with a plop.
Liao Chengjie looked helpless and bitter. When she was first admitted to the hospital, she knelt down like this.
Jiang Fei's expression changed drastically, and he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the woman's hands. They were very dry and had almost no flesh on them.
"Sister, get up quickly, you can't do this, you can't do it."
Jiang Fei thought he was very strong, but he couldn't beat this eldest sister.
She knelt on the ground stubbornly, as if she insisted on making Jiang Fei promise her something.
However, how can a doctor give casual guarantees?
Jiang Fei wanted to give her a guarantee that her husband would definitely be fine, but Jiang Fei would not do such self-deception.
Lung cancer itself is a difficult and terminal disease.
Traditional Chinese medicine has no definition of cancer. Traditional Chinese medicine itself does not have the concept of cancer, so treatment does not need to be limited to the name of the disease.
But if Chinese medicine wants to cure cancer, it also needs to put in a lot of effort.
"Sister, you get up first and I'll check your husband's pulse. You don't want to delay the consultation, right?"
Jiang Fei gave up helping her and began to persuade her with words.
After the middle-aged woman heard Jiang Fei's words, she quickly stood up and stepped aside, not daring to delay Jiang Fei's medical consultation.
Jiang Fei walked to the hospital bed, picked up the stethoscope, put it on the patient's chest, and listened to the lung and heart sounds.
"When did you notice you were coughing up blood?"
Jiang Fei asked while auscultating.
The middle-aged woman hurriedly replied: "I noticed he was coughing up blood three days ago. The amount was small at that time, but he started having trouble breathing yesterday, his face turned as red as red cloth, and he was sweating profusely."
"Our whole family decided unanimously to take him to the hospital for a look."
"Let me take a look at the coating on your tongue."
Jiang Fei nodded and then motioned for the patient to open his mouth.
The thin man opened his mouth and exposed his tongue.
The tip of the tongue is red and the tongue coating is yellow and greasy.
Jiang Fei sat on the stool next to him, pulled his hand over and put it on the pillow, and started to feel his pulse.
Liao Chengjie did not tell Jiang Fei about the results of the four diagnoses, because every Chinese medicine doctor has his own way of diagnosis.
Maybe what you feel is a stringy pulse, but what I feel is a stringy pulse. This is both possible.
Of course, when this kind of problem occurs, there must be one mistake, or both may be wrong, indicating insufficient strength.
Otherwise, there won’t be much surprise.
Time passed little by little, and the atmosphere in the ward was very silent, with an uncomfortable atmosphere of despair.
Jiang Fei took back his left hand and did not feel the pulse of his right hand.
Sometimes, when the doctor already knows something in his mind, he will not diagnose everything with both hands.
"The pulse is hollow and floating, and the upper part of the pulse overflows the fish line."
A hollow vessel is like a tube, with nothing inside, it is a hollow vessel.
The meridians itself is a very bad pulse. It will only appear when the condition is very serious. It will only appear after the meridians are damaged and have blood congestion and overflow.
It's similar to a pipe being clogged. Naturally, nothing can get in or get out, creating a hollow.
"There is sweat on my forehead like oil."
Jiang Fei touched the patient's forehead again. It was covered in sweat and was as greasy as butter. This was also a sign of a terminal illness.
People say that before death, the head is sweating like oil.
So this situation is already very serious.
This is the situation of Yang Yue, also called the trend of Yang Tuo.
Once the yang is lost, death is not far away.
"Have you never checked your body before?"
Jiang Fei frowned and looked at the middle-aged woman and asked.
The middle-aged woman shook her head: "My man used to be very healthy, as strong as an ox, but he started to lose weight in the past six months."
"At first, I just felt that the work was too tiring and I didn't take it seriously."
Jiang Fei couldn't help but shake his head and sigh when he heard this, got up and walked out a little irritably.
The sudden weight loss of the body is itself a sign of crisis.
Once extreme weight loss occurs, you should seek medical attention immediately.
Of course, the economy of this era is underdeveloped, road communications are also underdeveloped, and the people are not aware of these things.
It is easy to become terminally ill if you get sick, and die if you get sick.
"Doctor Jiang, do you think my man is this?"
When the middle-aged woman saw Jiang Fei walking out, she couldn't help but become a little anxious and quickly chased him out to ask.
Jiang Fei glanced at her and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will try my best to save you, but you must also be prepared."
"My words may be a bit serious, but I don't want to lie to you."
"If the situation is good, it will take about half a month to adjust to a better state."
"But if it's not ideal, your family... better be mentally prepared."
In fact, these words should not be said, but there is no warmth in medicine, only cruelty and reality.
The middle-aged woman had some premonitions and prepared herself, but she still couldn't help but turn pale after hearing Jiang Fei's words.
Her vision went dark and she almost fell down, but was helped up by Liao Chengjie.
"Sister, take care of yourself."
Liao Chengjie looked at her with a complicated expression and felt very sad.
Jiang Fei turned around and left, seemingly indifferent, but in fact he felt uncomfortable in his heart?
If the cancer is caused by cold and dampness, he still has many methods.
But there are really not many ways to deal with this kind of lung-fire evil.
It's also because Jiang Fei doesn't have many skills at his disposal. Maybe he can still prolong his life by ten or twenty years if he meets those great Chinese doctors, or even make a full recovery.
He was in a good mood, but now he was in a bad mood.