Mayor Wei Hong squinted his eyes and stared at the young man who suddenly spoke out.
If the young man hadn't suddenly spoken, he wouldn't have even noticed him.
The young man was naturally Jiang Fei, who took the initiative and asked to treat the old man's illness.
Guo Zhen's expression also changed, and he quickly grabbed Jiang Fei and shouted: "Why are you pretending to be so stupid? With your three-legged cat skills, do you dare to treat the old man?"
After finishing speaking, Guo Zhen turned around and looked at the mayor Wei Hong guiltily and said, "Mayor Wei, don't listen to him. This guy is from the village. He is allowed to work at the health center because he has some skills in dispensing medicine."
"Yes, Mayor Wei, Xiao Jiang is young and energetic, don't be as knowledgeable as him." Sun Fang also quickly agreed.
When Jiang Fei saw that the two leaders were protecting him, some warmth surged in his heart.
In this era, there are still mostly good people, and even at this time, not all of them are adding insult to injury.
In fact, when he dared to speak, he didn't just want to show some heroism, but for his own sake.
After all, if Mr. Wei's illness continues to be this serious, the health department may encounter huge changes, and all his efforts will be in vain.
What Jiang Fei values is not working in a health center, but the work experience before the college entrance examination.
This period of work experience is crucial to his future development!
Of course, he didn't want to come back to Dawa Village in despair after spending two and a half days in the town.
If that were the case, it would make people laugh to death.
He is not afraid of others laughing, but he is afraid of disappointing his family and Song Caiwei.
Who is Wei Hong? He squinted his eyes and stared at Jiang Fei. There was no trace of nervousness or fear on this boy's face. His eyes were as wild as a goshawk, which made him very uncomfortable.
He didn't like this young man, but this young man had the courage to stand up and want to treat his father.
No matter who Wei Hong is, he is a filial son. Seeing his father's condition getting worse every day makes him feel more and more uncomfortable.
He really had no choice, otherwise he wouldn't have threatened the people at the health center regardless of public and private matters.
"What's your name?" Wei Hong put out his cigarette butt and looked at Jiang Fei coldly and asked.
"Jiang Fei!" Jiang Fei had nothing to hide and responded with great enthusiasm.
"Jiang Fei? Why do you feel familiar?" Wei Hong muttered, but didn't think about it in depth.
"Do you have a way to save the old man?" he asked, his tone already very serious at this time.
"No doctor can guarantee it. I can only say that I will try my best." Jiang Fei shook his head and replied.
Wei Hong fell into a brief silence, not knowing what he was thinking.
When Guo Zhen and Sun Fang saw Jiang Fei banging against the rocks, they had no choice but to stop caring.
Xun Ning never stopped Jiang Fei because he wanted to see how mysterious this brother Jiang was.
From the very beginning when he predicted over the wine table that his father would return to his old job, to today, everything seems weird.
As for the remaining old Chinese medicine doctor, Lao Lu, he curled his lips scornfully and smiled disdainfully.
He can't do his job well if he has nothing on his lips. It's obvious that this guy wants to get ahead!
"Then go and have a look."
After being silent for half a minute, Wei Hong sighed and motioned to Jiang Fei.
Jiang Fei didn't talk nonsense, walked up to the kang, pulled out the skinny old man's wrist, and pressed his fingers on the pulse area of Cunkou.
Otherwise, the ability of a Chinese medicine practitioner lies in these fingers.
As soon as they joined hands, Jiang Fei noticed something was wrong. What kind of liver cancer was this?
How to diagnose liver cancer if there is stagnation of liver qi and at most insufficient stomach qi?
Seeing Jiang Fei frowning more and more, Wei Hong felt nervous and asked with a trembling voice: "Xiao, Xiao Jiang, how are you?"
"Stop talking!"
Jiang Fei shouted in an irritable voice, immediately making the whole room feel solemn.
Even the mayor Wei Hong laughed out loud. This was the first time he saw someone dare to talk to him like this, and he was still a young man.
"Young man, if you can't cure the old man, don't blame me for being rude!" Wei Hong shouted coldly, his eyes full of threats.
Jiang Fei released his wrist, glanced at Wei Hong coldly, and said calmly: "If you don't want the old man to die, you'd better not threaten us doctors like this!"
"You know your current situation very well."
"You toothless sick cat, why are you pretending to be a flying bear here?"
"These people in the house, who has no personal connections, really offended us to death. How will you live the rest of your life?"
"If you don't talk about others, let's just talk about Brother Xun. His father's name is Xun Jianghai. If nothing happens, he will be the provincial leader. Have you thought clearly about the consequences of threatening us?"
"And I hate being interrupted when I'm seeing a doctor. You'd better shut up!"
Jiang Fei glared at the mayor Wei Hong with a very unkind tone.
I don’t know what happened to these people. What does a mayor who is about to die have to be afraid of?
Besides, now that his father is sick, he originally asked for help from the doctor at the health center, so why did he threaten him instead?
Jiang Fei, who grew up in the environment of later generations, has a stubbornness that transcends the times, and he doesn't like this timid character.
As soon as Jiang Fei said these words, everyone in the audience was shocked and frightened.
The mayor, Wei Hong, was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he actually held it back.
Not only that, he also bowed his head and apologized to Jiang Fei.
"I'm sorry, it was my mistake to ask Dr. Xiao Jiang to treat my father."
When Guo Zhen and Sun Fang saw Mayor Wei Hong like this, they looked at each other with worries in their eyes.
The more Wei Hong endured, the more anger surged in his heart.
It's just because of my father's illness that I have to do this.
Jiang Fei is still too young. Offending such a person will definitely lead to misfortune.
Because Jiang Fei's words were so ferocious, no one noticed that Xun Ning's father, Xun Jianghai, was about to become the provincial leader.
Only Xun Ning's heart jumped after hearing this sentence. Isn't Jiang Fei too bold?
Can you say such a thing? If this is not the case, has he ever thought about how serious the consequences will be?
If you dare to make such a political joke in this day and age, you are really risking your life.
Jiang Fei calmed down and continued to check the old man's condition.
He first opened his tongue and looked at the tongue coating, and then looked at the lines behind the ears.
"The tongue coating is thin and yellow, not greasy, and the lines behind the ears are blue and purple."
Then I pressed my right abdomen with my hand.
"The body of the liver is slightly enlarged and no other abnormalities are found."
"The pulse is stringy and weak."
"The syndrome differentiation is stagnation of liver qi and disharmony between the spleen and stomach."
Jiang Fei gave the final diagnosis result simply and neatly.
However, this result made the faces of several people at the health center change.
"How could it be liver qi stagnation?"
Sun Fang asked this question, and her brows almost wrinkled.
Jiang Fei nodded: "It is indeed liver qi stagnation, not liver cancer."
Misdiagnosed?
A thought arose in the minds of several people. Jiang Fei must have been misdiagnosed. How could such a serious liver cancer lead to liver stagnation and qi stagnation?
If it's liver stagnation and qi stagnation, why can't they, so many Chinese medicine practitioners, still not see it?
"What riddles are you playing? What's going on?" Mayor Wei Hong frowned. Seeing that the faces of these people didn't look right, he was very angry.
Now he just wants to know what happened to the old man.
"There is nothing serious about the old man. It is not liver cancer. It is just liver stagnation and qi stagnation. It will be fine as long as it is adjusted."
Jiang Fei looked at Wei Hong and introduced the old man's condition to him.
As a direct relative of the old man, Wei Hong is certainly qualified to know everything.
Just because Jiang Fei did this means that the person who misdiagnosed may have been someone from the health center.
Sun Fang could no longer care about anything else and quickly stepped forward to check the old man's pulse.
Guo Zhen, Xun Ning and others all stared at her.
With a snap, Sun Fang swayed and almost fell to the ground.
"It's impossible, how could it be like this?"
"The last time I checked my pulse, it was not like this..."
Jiang Fei pulled Sun Fang up and said at the same time: "Liver cancer is usually caused by stringy and heavy pulses, and is also accompanied by empty big pulses, which means that the stomach qi has declined and it is difficult to reverse the yin and yang."
"But the old man is weak. Once weak, it is a good thing. It means that it is not a serious illness, but just accompanied by physical weakness and weak stomach qi."
"Long-term illness often leads to deficiency. If the old man has been ill for a long time, he will inevitably become more deficient, so the pulse can sometimes be deceptive. This brings us to the importance of the four diagnostic methods combined with ginseng."
"Diagnosing a patient's condition solely based on pulse strips is somewhat limited."
"Then why is the old man getting thinner day by day?"
At this time, Wei Hong couldn't help but ask further. After he knew that the old man did not have liver cancer, he was very excited.
But I still can't figure out why the old man's condition is getting worse day by day.
Yes, this skinny appearance can’t be fake, right?
Everyone also wants to ask this question.
Jiang Fei rolled his eyes helplessly, shook his head with a wry smile and said: "When the old man heard that he had liver cancer, he was so frightened that he lost seven percent of his energy. He couldn't eat or drink. If he hadn't been scared to death by you, he would have been
What a blessing!"
"Fortunately, it was not discovered too late. If it had been ten days and a half months later, I might have become seriously ill."