Chapter 306 You didn't lie to me?

"What's crazy? It's not an incurable disease. At worst, the whole operation will be cut!" Jin Lu said impatiently.

"What are you talking about! If so, do I still need to toss around like this? It's not that you don't know that they have a single biography of the three generations of the Wang family. If the whole thing is cut, it's not bad?" Dong Qin was very depressed by Jin Lu.

"All right, it's okay to line up! Grandma, I feel unhappy when I think of being angry with the stinky old man and the little white face!" When Jin Lu saw that Dong Qin's face was not good, she had to wave her hand.

"Or I'll go alone." Dong Qin also knew that Jin Lu had been born with a golden key since she was a child. The young lady had a bad temper. She really wanted to go, and maybe she would quarrel.

"What are you doing? Are you afraid that I will quarrel with them? Don't worry, even if he wants to quarrel, I will confirm that there is nothing he can do before quarreling!" Jin Lu glanced at Dong Qin and said.

Dong Qin no longer objected when she heard the words. In fact, her young lady's temper is not necessarily inferior to Jin Lu's. She just needs Yuan Zhihong to help her see a doctor, otherwise she doesn't want to swallow this breath!

Room 608, after Jin Lu and the other three left, Yuan Zhihong turned around and said with an embarrassed look, "Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, just now..."

"Ha ha, nothing, the general environment is like this. If you really want to be like just now, you will definitely be scolded as a monster. In fact, I couldn't help competing because I didn't like the publicity of the two women before. Zhang Weidong smiled, and then roughly told Yuan Zhihong what had happened before. After that, he casually asked, "Well, what's the cause of these two people?"

"One is the daughter of the director of ** District, and the other is her friend. It should be either the official lady or the daughter of the rich family, otherwise she would not dare to be so public in the hospital." Yuan Zhihong said sarcastically.

"Think about it, how many ordinary people dare to be so public when they arrive at the hospital these days?" Zhang Weidong shook his head and sighed.

"I protest. Mr. Zhang, you are prejudiced against the rich second generation!" Bai Jie pouted and said unconvincedly.

"Hehe. I forgot. You are also a rich second generation! However, I am not prejudiced against the second generation of officials and the rich second generation. In fact, most of the second generation of officials and the rich second generation are still very self-cultivated, very elegant and know how to restrain, just like you. Zhang Weidong laughed.

"That's almost the same." Bai Jie raised her chin proudly.

"But. When they arrived at the hospital, only those who dared to be so publicized in front of the doctor were those who were rich and powerful. After all, if ordinary people really dare to be so public, they either don't want to live impatiently, or they have brain problems. Zhang Weidong continued.

Bai Jie actually knows it very well in her heart. Nowadays, ordinary people are used to being people with their tails between their legs. Except for those powerful princes and brothers, several others dare to be so arrogant. It was because she was not used to some of the customs in that circle that Bai Jie chose the profession of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Well, I'm not that kind of person anyway!" Bai Jie said a little depressed.

"Haha!" Zhang Weidong and Yuan Zhihong looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. Nowadays, many people want to marry into a rich family and become a rich wife. Unexpectedly, Bai Jie was frustrated by her status as a rich second generation!

Because I heard that Zhang Weidong was also coming, soon Zhang Zhili, Yue Huibo and other doctors also rushed to the director's outpatient room. Then sit quietly in the back and watch.

This is a major habit of traditional Chinese medicine. As long as Zhang Weidong comes, doctors who are not arranged for the consultation task on that day will come. Zhang Zhili and others are very clear in their hearts. The magic doctor's advice is a rare opportunity. As long as they study more around him, sooner or later they can become national doctors.

Patients come in one after another. If they encounter special symptoms, or if Yuan Zhihong's diagnosis and prescriptions are not in place, Zhang Weidong will personally give advice and explain, and the rest of the time will generally watch quietly.

The door of the outpatient room was pushed open again. The uncle Zhang Weidong met in the elevator just now came in with a humble smile on his face and bowed slightly.

However, when he saw five or six doctors sitting in the office, Zhang Weidong was also present, and he couldn't help but be shocked. After seeing a doctor for so many years, he has never seen such a posture.

But what shocked him even more was that with so many old doctors, Zhang Weidong, a young man, stood up and waved to him and said angrily, "Uncle, you're here. Come to my side. I'll take a look for you."

"Ah, no, no, I hung up Director Yuan's number." The uncle was stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand repeatedly.

"That's okay. Director Yuan, how about you take a look for this uncle first?" Zhang Weidong smiled when he heard the words, and then said to Yuan Zhihong.

Of course, Yuan Zhihong knew that the middle-aged man in front of him should be the patient Zhang Weidong just mentioned. He couldn't help laughing at the middle-aged man's eyes and did not know Mount Tai. The magic doctor was obviously in front of him, but he was still willing to seek the near and far.

However, since Zhang Weidong said so, he couldn't shiy. He nodded and said modestly, "Okay, Mr. Zhang, I'll take a look first."

When the middle-aged uncle saw that Director Yuan Zhihong's hair was a little white, he even called Zhang Weidong, a young teacher. He was so surprised that his mouth was open. I don't know if he heard it wrong, or the young man's name is homophonic with "Mr. Zhang".

When Director Yuan saw the surprised look of the middle-aged man, he couldn't help smiling, and then asked, "Is this caused by a stroke?"

"Yes." Seeing Yuan Zhihong's question, the middle-aged man came to his senses.

"How long has it been since now?" Yuan Zhihong asked again.

"It's been about half a year." The middle-aged man replied.

"Half a year?" Yuan Zhihong frowned slightly, with a trace of embarrassment on his face, and so did Zhang Zhili and others.

For stroke, the best recovery period is within three months. After three months, the recovery will become very slow. After half a year, it will almost be finalized. It is very difficult to get more.

Seeing Yuan Zhihong frown, the middle-aged man's heart couldn't help sinking and asked, "Is there no hope?"

Yuan Zhihong did not answer the middle-aged man's question, but turned his head to Zhang Weidong and asked for instructions in an uncertain tone: "Mr. Zhang, look..."

As middle-aged people have told Zhang Weidong before, stroke hemiplegia is a worldwide problem. Although the stroker was rescued, part of his brain nerves that controlled his hands and feet were dead. Human death cannot be resurreted, and so is brain nerve death. It is a medically irreversible process. Therefore, even if Yuan Zhihong knew that Zhang Weidong's medical skills were amazing, he was not sure.

Seeing that Yuan Zhihong actually turned around to consult Zhang Weidong, the middle-aged man was shocked. At the same time, he finally understood that he had not heard it correctly just now. This young man was really Yuan Zhihong's teacher.

"It is definitely impossible for stroke hemiplegia to return to its original state for half a year, but it is completely possible to stimulate the peripheral nerves through some means of traditional Chinese medicine to gradually replace the dead nerve function, so that the patient's hands and feet can be more convenient." Zhang Weidong replied with a smile.

Yuan Zhihong and others were all shocked when they heard the words. It has been half a year, and the stimulation has already been stimulated. Although it must have a certain effect if they persist in the later stage, its effect is already very weak. The main purpose of later rehabilitation is to prevent recurrence and muscle atrophy.

But the words came from Zhang Weidong. Except for the shock, no one dared to be skeptical! Otherwise, if this had come from other doctors, Yuan Zhihong and others would have already scolded him for deceiving the patient and trying to make the patient's money.

"This, Xiaonian, no, Dr. Zhang, is what you just said true? Can my hands and feet take a big step? Yuan Zhihong asked nervously, as if he was afraid that he had just heard it wrong.

"Uncle, don't be nervous. I'll check your pulse first and see what's going on." Zhang Weidong comforted his uncle with a smile, and then got up to replace Yuan Zhihong's position and calmly helped him control his pulse.

"The situation is not bad. The foot should be able to recover a large part. Of course, it is impossible to run like a normal person, but the hand movements are relatively sophisticated and complex, and it will be difficult to recover, but it can still be better." After Zhang Weidong took his pulse, he pondered for a moment.

If other doctors say these words, the middle-aged uncle must not believe it and think he is cheating him of his money. After all, doctors in domestic hospitals have cheated a lot of people in order to make money. The middle-aged uncle was anxious about this disease and has been fooled two or three times. However, Zhang Weidong's character can be trusted by middle-aged uncles, and after all, this is the Provincial People's Hospital, which is more formal than a small hospital.

Although it was trustworthy, the middle-aged uncle was still excited and nervous, and subconsciously blurted out: "Really, you didn't lie to me?"

"How to talk? How can our Mr. Zhang..." Seeing that the middle-aged uncle actually suspected Zhang Weidong, several people suddenly complained with a dissatisfied face.

"I, I didn't mean that." The middle-aged uncle didn't expect that a word inadvertently would cause public anger, and he couldn't help but turn pale with fear.

It's not easy to see a little hope, don't be messed up by one sentence!

"Hehe, it doesn't matter. It's understandable." Zhang Weidong waved his hand with a smile, and then continued, "But you have high blood pressure and hyperlipidemia. Even if you recover part of it, you should always pay attention to your eating habits."

After seeing so many doctors, the middle-aged uncle has begun to get used to the doctor asking him if he has high blood pressure, hyperlipidemia and other questions. Suddenly, the young doctor in front of him said with high blood pressure and hyperlipidemia without asking. He couldn't help but surprise and admire the middle-aged uncle. At the same time Doubled.

"Thank you for the doctor's reminder. I will pay attention." The middle-aged uncle hurriedly said.

"Well, let's go to the acupuncture room. Today is the first time. I will give you acupuncture and massage first. After that, I will open some prescriptions to activate the meridians and collaterals. Next time I come, other doctors will help you with acupuncture. As for massage, next time you can bring your family members and let the doctor teach them Help you massage more, which is a treatment that requires long-term persistence. Zhang Weidong laughed.