Chapter 231 This Is a Terminal Illness
There is a fist punched in the air.
Crackling, the blade shattered in mid-air.
The meridians are unobstructed, the qi flows through the whole body, and the inner cultivation is endlessly flowing, and it is endless. I only feel that there is endless power in the body, and it seems to have some inexplicable connection with this world.
"This is?!"
Chen Ying, who was watching from a distance, stared wide-eyed.
"how is this possible?"
Wang Yao's first action just now made her realize that the other party seemed to have entered a legendary realm.
"This age?!"
She would rather be wrong.
Phew, Wang Yao has finished his work, such a strenuous exercise, he can't even see half of his breath.
"The smooth flow of the meridians in the whole body is indeed of great benefit." Wang Yao secretly said.
Full of energy, full of qi and blood, free from all diseases.
Just like his current state of mind, even if he does not sleep for three days and three nights, he will not feel very tired. But normal people still have to rest, so he went into the house to rest after ten o'clock at night.
Chen Ying was lying on the bed with insomnia.
That night, she thought about many things, but only she knew what it was.
The next day, Wang Yao got up very early, this time in his own room, sitting upright on the bed, practicing Jing Gong, which is the "guidance technique" mentioned in the "Natural Classics". method.
Sitting upright on the bed, forgetting everything and me, gradually, he entered a mysterious state, he heard the sound of the wind outside, the sound of fallen leaves, and the chirping of birds, and then all these sounds disappeared, The whole person seemed to be in a state of chaos, and after a while, the surrounding sounds reappeared, the voices of pedestrians talking outside, the occasional hawking, and Chen Ying's busy voice in the kitchen, all became clearer, as if they were right next to my ears, right in front of my ears. My side is average.
Wang Yao knew that this was a step closer to his practice.
He himself doesn't know what level his cultivation has reached now. He didn't have a master to teach him. He just referred to the scriptures provided by the system and added what he learned from the books. He learned from Chen Xiong. Boxing, combining what you have learned from that boxing scripture,
His own practice; secondly, he has no peers to communicate and learn from, and there is no comparison. Kung Fu is only one aspect of practice, not all.
"I'm going out for a while today." Wang Yao said to Chen Ying during the meal.
"Where to go?"
"You don't need to accompany me anymore, someone will accompany me."
"Okay." Chen Ying didn't ask much after hearing this.
At around ten o'clock in the morning, He Qisheng came to the small courtyard.
"Doctor Wang?"
"Let's go."
He Qisheng drove Wang Yao to a residential area in the capital. In a fairly luxurious residence, he saw He Qisheng's mother, who was an old man in her seventies.
As soon as Fu met, just by looking at his face, he knew that the old man had physical problems, his face was dull, his eyes were dim, his energy and blood were not smooth, his spirit was not good, and he was out of breath while sitting on the sofa.
"Mom, this is the doctor Wang I invited, he is here to see you." He Qisheng said.
"Hello, Auntie."
"Hello, Doctor Wang, I'm sorry to trouble you." The old man spoke in a low voice, as if he didn't have much strength, he took in a lot of energy and let out a little.
"No trouble."
Wang Yao made a diagnosis for her.
This? !
He raised his head and glanced at the old man in front of him, then at He Qisheng.
"Auntie, you need to rest more."
"Hey, I also feel very tired recently." The old man said.
After Wang Yao said this, he didn't say any more, but smiled and motioned to He Qisheng.
"Mom, sit down first, I'll talk to Dr. Wang." He Qisheng said.
"it is good."
The two of them went to the bedroom next to them.
"Brother Sheng, don't you know what kind of illness Auntie has?" Wang Yao said.
Through the pulse signal just now, he can basically conclude that the old man's is a malignant tumor, which is called "cancer" in popular terms. unsolvable problem.
"I know, but I still have a glimmer of hope. After all, your medical skills are so superb." He Qisheng said.
"You are too much, I can't cure this disease." Wang Yao said.
This is a difficult problem that neither Chinese nor foreign medical circles can overcome. At best, he is just a novice "pharmacist", not the rumored great pharmacist who is "good at treating all kinds of diseases".
After hearing this, He Qisheng's expression became a little gloomy. In fact, before coming here, he had made good psychological preparations for this aspect, but as he himself said, he still held a sliver of hope. He had seen all kinds of miracles created by Wang Yao before. If a dying person can be revived, it may not be possible for this disease to persist.
"sorry to bother you."
"It's okay, doesn't Auntie know?"
"She doesn't know yet, I didn't tell her, but I want to take her for treatment next month."
"How to treat it?"
"Operation."
"My suggestion is not to perform surgery immediately, but to consider other treatment methods." Wang Yao said bluntly.
It is not wrong for the old man to have a malignant tumor, but the current situation is not suitable for surgery at all, but any surgery will cause certain trauma to the human body, and it needs to consume the original source of the human body, especially for some major operations, which will seriously damage the Tao The original source of the human body cannot be recovered for a long time, even if it is recovered on the surface, or it is proved to be recovered through medical testing means, the body has no problems, but it cannot be restored to the past.
The health of the elderly is very poor, and it will be even worse after the operation. How can the poor health fight against the disease?
"Then what do you mean?"
"My suggestion is conservative treatment." Wang Yao said.
"How to treat conservatively?"
"You also studied medicine?"
"Yes."
"Do you study Chinese medicine?"
"First Chinese medicine and then Western medicine." He Qisheng said bluntly. He was once obsessed with Chinese medicine, but later changed his view because of one incident, and turned to study Western medicine. picked it up.
"Try Chinese medicine?"
"Does Doctor Wang have a good method?" He Qisheng asked.
"Well, not yet." Wang Yao said after thinking for a moment.
He really hadn't considered a treatment plan in this regard.
"I'll let you know when I have an idea."
"Then thank you."
He Qisheng was very polite, which made Wang Yao feel a little uncomfortable. Originally, the other party warmly invited him to stay and have dinner together, but Wang Yao refused.
After returning to the small courtyard from He Qisheng's home, he also recorded He Qisheng's mother's illness in his notebook. He now has two notebooks, one records common patient cases, and the other records some "difficult" cases. Miscellaneous diseases", such as the few cases he treated.
Habitual tumors reproduce extremely fast and erode normal body tissues. There is no such name in Chinese medicine, but they are classified as swellings and sores.
The conservative treatment method still starts from several aspects such as dredging qi and blood, regulating qi and removing blood stasis, and regulating yin and yang.
"Doctor Wang?" Chen Ying's voice came from outside.
"Please come in."
Chen Ying pushed the door open and entered after hearing the sound.
"Is there something wrong?"
"May I ask you a favor?" Chen Ying asked after hesitating for a while.
"Speaking."
"I want to ask you to see a patient."
"Patient, what does it have to do with you?"
Even for acquaintances, non-relatives, and reliable people, Wang Yao generally would not go to see them.
"My brother."
"In the capital?"
"Yes."
"Okay, shall we go in the afternoon?"
"Okay, thank you very much, I will arrange it right away." Chen Ying said happily after hearing this.
"Your smile looks much better." Wang Yao said.
Just now, Chen Ying's smile is different from those in the past. It is a joy from the heart, not a facial smile, and it is more for a kind of "coping".
In the afternoon, Chen Ying drove Wang Yao out in the car.
"Why didn't you say this earlier?" Wang Yao asked curiously.
It's not that Chen Ying doesn't want to say it, but she has her own difficulties.
"Because of the rules?"
"Probably." Chen Ying said after a moment of silence.
"Then do you like your current job?" Wang Yao asked.
He knows that there are many people like Chen Ying who specialize in serving those rich and nobles and doing some special things.
"I can't say I like it, but I'm luckier than most people, aren't I?"