Soon, Thomas began to twitch violently, with a look of pain on his face.
Because his mouth was blocked, he made a loud sound. His temples tightened, his face began to twist, and he was sweating profusely.
His arms covered with black hair tightly grasped the armrests of the chair, and his fingers turned white from pinching.
The whole body was shaking violently.
"Mr. Thomas, please follow me and adjust your breathing rate. This will make you feel better. Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe."
Strangely enough, as Ms. Han Chunlai's arms rose and fell, Thomas's breathing gradually adjusted, and he seemed to feel better.
But not long after, a severe headache struck again, and Thomas struggled violently. However, the chair was made of a steel frame and the base was very heavy. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not shake it.
"Ah!, my dad has a nosebleed," Hathaway screamed in horror.
"It's okay, this is a normal reaction, don't panic." Han Chunlai said calmly.
Seeing how calm she was, Hathaway gradually relaxed her mood. But she still stared at her father worriedly.
Thomas's nosebleed turned out to be black, which was very scary.
After all the black blood flowed out, the nosebleed stopped. Hathaway let out a long breath.
Ten minutes later, the effects of the medicine began to wear off, and Thomas gradually stopped struggling and slowly became sluggish.
The nurses tore off the tape, took out hand towels, and then removed the buckles of the belt restraining Thomas.
"Dad, are you okay?" Hathaway almost cried. She had never seen such a barbaric doctor.
"It's okay, my baby, I made you worry." Thomas lovingly raised his left hand and gently wiped away the tears on the cheeks of his little lover from his previous life.
Hathaway suddenly screamed, "Dad, your left hand can move."
At this moment, she realized that her father's left arm, which had been paralyzed, seemed to be usable.
Thomas looked at his left arm in disbelief. He tried to lift it again. Although it was not easy to use, he did regain control of his consciousness.
At this moment, he shed tears with excitement. He looked at the black blood on his clothes and murmured: "What a domineering Chinese medicine."
"You need to take a rest first, eliminate your sweat, wait until your body is dry, and you will have a medicinal bath in an hour. Then prepare for dinner." Han Chunlai finished his explanation and left politely.
After the doctors and nurses had left, Hathaway threw herself into her father's arms, crying and saying, "These people are so rude, they are just like Mongolian doctors. They scared me just now."
"It's okay. It seems that our choice is right. The ancient Chinese medicine has magical power. I should not have listened to the slander of those authorities. I should have come to China for treatment earlier. I was deceived by them."
"Dad, are you talking about the domestic experts?" Hathaway asked in confusion.
"Yes, these people have been kidnapped by profit for a long time. Even if the disease can be cured, they still treat it as a chronic disease in order to kidnap the patient and make money in the long term."
"How could this happen? What about the ethics and professional ethics of doctors? Don't they claim to be angels in white? What about their conscience?" Hathaway obviously still doesn't understand the darkness of this world.
An hour later, Thomas was soaking in an oak bathtub, with a charcoal fire burning underneath to maintain a comfortable temperature.
The color of this bathtub has long been blackened, and it looks like it has not been cleaned, but Thomas, who is good at identifying antiques, knows that this is also an old item with age.
From the medicinal smell emanating from the barrel, we can tell that the dark color of the barrel is caused by being soaked with medicine for a long time.
Judging from some of the characters engraved on it, they should be in Japanese, and this should be a Japanese Feng Lu from the Ming Dynasty.
Thomas felt that there were a lot of medicines under the water, and there was something like a rhizome that was a bit scratchy. He reached out and grabbed it out. It turned out to be a tachyon-sized ginseng.
Judging from the ginseng's reeds, it turned out to be a natural ginseng.
Thomas smiled bitterly, no wonder the medicine here is so expensive. Nowadays, natural ginseng is put up for auction. One gram costs more than 3,000 yuanmei coins. The good ones are even more expensive.
This wild ginseng plant is worth at least 150,000 U.S. dollars, and there are some red things that look like chopped chili shreds that I grabbed on my hand. Thomas knew that this was saffron, and it wasn’t much cheaper. And the quality was top-notch.
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Thomas felt completely at ease. If nothing else, medical institutions probably wouldn't be able to get even half of these medicinal materials. It's like throwing them into the bathtub for free.
Due to this heroic spirit, Thomas is also full of confidence in Xinghe Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
In fact, he didn't know that wild ginseng was really not very valuable in Yang Fan's place. Once, Nurhaci did not rebel against the Ming Dynasty, but was economically sanctioned by the Ming Dynasty because he was not submissive enough, which led to trade being blocked and hundreds of thousands of kilograms of ginseng rotted in one go.
In this era, ginseng is just a kind of herbal medicine, and it is far from being as highly praised by the market. After all, things are rare and expensive.
It was not until later that Nurhachi's tribe invented a method of cooking ginseng and then drying it in the sun, which could preserve ginseng for a long time, thus reducing losses in the years to come.
There are many modern herbal medicines and animal medicines at astonishing prices at Yang Fan's place, and their quality and age are beyond the reach of those modern medicines.
After taking a bath, Thomas felt that his facial paralysis had greatly improved. The expression on half of his face that used to be stiff was now significantly more controlled.
Time passed day by day, Thomas' money was spent like water, and his health also improved little by little.
After a week, his upper body was basically the same as a normal person. Until the tenth day, he passed safely. The expected second stroke did not happen. He and Hathaway let out a long breath.
By this time, he was already able to walk with crutches and Hathaway's support.
The video of Thomas being able to walk was posted on YouTube by a delighted Hathaway. Suddenly, the entire Western upper class was shocked. Thomas, who had been sentenced to death by Western medicine, not only did not go to heaven, but he was able to walk.
Although they spent 30 million US dollars in ten days, these rich people are very clear about the balance between life and wealth.
Soon, the phone number of Xinghe Medical was almost overwhelming. A large number of rich, famous and dignitaries who were desperate for Western medicine frantically began to make appointments for medical treatment.
But at this time, Lin Miao became cautious. Following Yang Fan's instructions, he recruited folk and rural Chinese medicine practitioners who had been banned in recent years because they did not have qualification certificates, but who were indeed talented and learned to enter the institute. At the same time, he recruited senior doctors with medical qualifications.
Level Chinese medicine to the hospital.
Applicants are carefully screened and only those who are sure of treatment will be accepted.
The first person to accept the application was Mr. Thomas. Only five patients were accepted in the second batch.
Xinghe Medical's cautious attitude further aroused the market's pursuit. After Thomas recovered and was discharged from the hospital, there were more than a thousand applicants worldwide.