Chief Chinese Medicine

"That little Jiang, come here."

When Zhao Chengye saw that Jiang Fei was going to see a doctor, he couldn't sit still immediately, stood up and hooked Jiang Fei, and then walked to the window of the consulting room.

Jiang Fei probably knew what Zhao Chengye's intention was, but he still stood up and walked in front of Zhao Chengye.

"Xiao Jiang, this patient is not here, so let's not diagnose this disease."

"The fourth clinic is not here, and the appearance and internal evidence can't be seen. How can we see a doctor?"

"It's good for young people to be motivated, but don't be too blind, okay?"

Zhao Chengye took Jiang Fei's wrist, lowered his head and reminded him in a low voice, it was a good talk.

This kind of thing is not a joke. If it is not done well, it will be a medical accident, which will bring great damage to the image and reputation of the hospital, and more importantly, it will destroy Jiang Fei himself.

Jiang Fei knew what Zhao Chengye meant, and also knew Zhao Chengye's kindness.

It's just that since the family members of the patients have something to ask, they, as doctors, must do their best to treat the patients. This is the essence of saving lives and healing the wounded.

In addition, it is not the first time that Jiang Fei encountered a situation where the fourth doctor and the patient did not come in person, but he also made a diagnosis.

But the last time, it was his grandfather in the previous life, of course not Jiang Lianhai, but his grandfather from a family of Chinese medicine.

Grandpa once encountered a situation where patients were unable to come in person, and the distance was very far away, so grandpa couldn't go there for a while.

However, Grandpa still relied on the ancestral medicine and methods to diagnose the patient's condition clearly and clearly.

And more importantly, the medicine prescribed by grandpa really cured the patient.

Later, his grandfather taught Jiang Fei this method, which is actually a family secret.

"Dean Zhao, don't worry, I know it well."

Jiang Fei looked at Zhao Chengye and said with a smile on his face, signaling him not to worry.

Zhao Chengye saw that Jiang Fei was so determined and seemed quite confident. Could it be that Jiang Fei really had something to do?

Although he has never seen anything big in the world, he has been in the medical business for more than 20 years, and he is very familiar with traditional Chinese medicine. Back then, Jiang County People's Hospital became famous for its internal medicine department.

But even so, Zhao Chengye has never seen that Chinese medicine doctors can see a doctor and prescribe medicine without taking pulse and tongue diagnosis.

Can I still open my eyes today?

"Xiao Jiang, you still have to be cautious."

Zhao Chengye still opened his mouth with a serious face, but he immediately said: "But I have confidence in you, since you have a solution, then continue to see the doctor."

He patted Jiang Fei on the shoulder, then turned back to the bench with a smile, and continued to sit back.

Jiang Fei walked back to the chair and sat down, and spoke to the middle-aged man in front of him, that is, Wang Taihang.

"You tell me some basic information about your mother first."

Jiang Fei took out a red leather notebook and a pen, and prepared to write down some basic information of the patient.

"My mother is 59 years old. She was diagnosed with a stroke in June last year. She has been taking traditional Chinese medicine and there is no danger."

"In November last year, it suddenly stopped working. It was sent to the town hospital and said it was cerebral hemorrhage."

"Our family spent a lot of money to go to the Songjiang District Hospital. After rescue, my mother was out of danger, but since then, my right arm and right leg have not worked well."

"Besides, it is difficult to speak now, half of my body is paralyzed, and my fingers are bent like chicken feet."

"The blood pressure is also very high. The doctor in the village has measured it many times. The high pressure is around 160, and the low pressure is close to 100."

"Since New Year's Eve, my mother's mood is irritable and angry, and she often says that she can't live. She cries every day and tells her to die."

"After the Chinese New Year this year, our family has done some research, and we want to find a good Chinese medicine doctor to recuperate it, so that my mother can walk on the ground, at least she can dress and eat by herself."

"Later, I heard that Director Jiang of the county hospital is very good at this kind of disease, so I came here to find you."

"I also ask Director Jiang to help my mother take a look and prescribe medicine to recuperate."

When Wang Taixing said this, his old face was a little red, and he continued embarrassedly: "I know it's hard for you. After all, Chinese medicine needs to feel the pulse and read the physiognomy, but my mother can't come at all."

"I know you don't have time to go to Lai Town."

"But our family really can't help it. There are no good doctors in the town and the village. Please, Director Jiang."

"I kneel down for you."

When Wang Taihang said this, he was suddenly emotionally excited. After getting up from the chair, he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed his head with a plop.

Jiang Fei quickly stood up and pulled him up.

"Don't be like this, get up, get up!"

Jiang Fei didn't like patients' family members to kneel down to the doctor the most. Firstly, it hurt his dignity, and secondly, it was unnecessary.

Doctors are responsible for seeing patients, and family members pay for consultation fees. This is a matter of course.

How can there be so many cattle and horses?You still have to kowtow and kneel, what era is this?Still talking about this?

But there are many doctors who like this. Seeing patients and their families kneeling down makes them happier than during Chinese New Year, and I don't know if it is a psychopath.

If you disrespect yourself a little, your nose is not your nose, your eyes are not your eyes, as if the patient has offended your ancestors.

Wang Taixing was forced to be dragged up by Jiang Fei, and he was pushed on the chair and sat down.

"Don't kneel anymore. If you have this time, why not tell me about your mother's condition."

"I'll ask you a few questions, and you answer them truthfully."

Jiang Fei continued to ask the doctor seriously.

In fact, the four diagnostic methods are combined with reference, and the questions are often not fully utilized.

So Jiang Fei will use him thoroughly today, and he can know the three diagnostics by asking.

"I will answer honestly." Wang Taixing nodded hastily. It was a matter of his mother's life and death, so he dared not take it seriously.

Jiang Fei nodded, and then started to ask a few questions based on what Wang Taixing said about his mother.

"Your mother's stroke was discovered in June last year?"

"Yes, last June, I remember it very clearly." Wang Taixing nodded quickly to answer Jiang Fei. He thought carefully for a long time before giving the final answer.

"Before your mother suffered from a stroke, did you have any phlegm disease, such as cough, shortness of breath, sticky phlegm, etc."

Jiang Fei continued to ask Wang Taixing.

Wang Taixing thought about it carefully, he was always thinking about the past, because since his father died, his mother lived with their family.

So he is very clear about his mother's situation.

"It seems to be." He gave an uncertain answer.

"I don't want to seem like, I want an exact answer." Jiang Fei wrote with a pen in his hand, and asked again in a deep voice without raising his head.

"Yes, yes." Wang Taihang gave an accurate answer this time.

Jiang Fei nodded again, and then asked one last question.

As long as this problem is clear, Jiang Fei can prescribe medicine.

"Is your mother thirsty?"

When Jiang Fei asked this, he stared at Wang Taixing seriously.

This issue has a lot to do with syndrome differentiation, and even prescribing medicine is also related to this issue.

"Thirsty. My mother has been thirsty every day since she had a stroke. She likes to drink water during the day and night, and also likes to drink cold water."

Wang Taihang was very careful with his mother, so he could clearly answer every question Jiang Fei asked.

Jiang Fei heard that patients like to drink cold water, and they like to drink it after a stroke, but they have phlegm and drink to talk about their illness.

He has basically figured it out and can prescribe medicine.

As for the dialectic, it is even more clearly visible.

The patient's syndrome is probably yin deficiency and anode, phlegm and stasis obstructing collaterals, mixed with a little blood deficiency.