This is really strange. If it weren't for the fact that there were more than one test result, Zhou Yi would have thought something went wrong with the inspector. He looked at the test results carefully again and concluded that the old man was very healthy and his body functions were equivalent to

A person in his fifties. In fact, this old man is already in his seventies.

"Weird... It seems that we need to find out the pulse. With my medical skills, I should be able to find out the real source of the disease." Zhou Yi glanced at Huo Shuangqing and the others who were carefully observing the old man, sneered slightly in his heart, and asked these 'experts' to continue.

Work hard for a while, and only take action at the critical moment, which makes Dr. Zhou appear smart, right?

"Old man, how are you feeling now?" Huo Shuangqing bent down slightly and asked Mother Zhao with concern.

"It's just palpitation, feeling like my chest is congested, and it's the same when I'm lying in bed..."

"Hmm. Did you feel this way because you were frightened after being kidnapped?" This question has actually been asked by doctors many times, but Huo Shuangqing, who has always been rigorous in doing things, still wants to confirm it again.

"No. Actually...it's been many years, but it's never been this serious. I've seen doctors and they all said it's not a disease. I didn't expect..."

The old woman glanced at Huo Shuangqing: "Director Huo, I have also heard your name. If you cure me, my son will pay you any money."

"That's right, Director Huo, I, Zhao Xuechu, will never treat my friends badly, let alone the benefactor who cured my mother. You can ask me how much money you need." A businessman is a businessman, and money comes from his mouth.

"Haha, Mr. Zhao only needs to pay the hospitalization and medical expenses in accordance with the regulations. I have received a salary and I will not ask for your benefits anymore." Huo Shuangqing sneered slightly and followed Zhao Xuechu's criticism;

It seems that what Zhao Xuechu said was simply an insult to the doctor.

When Zhou Yi heard this, he couldn't help it and sneered: "Treat diseases and save people. Of course, the more the reward, the better. This is making money by one's own ability. What's the point of being embarrassed? Do you want to thank others and still be cold-hearted?"

Do you want to be a saint? Director Huo, if you want to be a saint, doesn’t the hospital also have to generate revenue?”

Liu Shangwen frowned, but did not stop Zhou Yi. What Zhou Yi said was too worldly, and it was also very inappropriate to oppose Huo Shuangqing face to face, but he was right. As the dean, his first consideration was to generate income. On this issue and

Several directors had conflicts for a long time, and they were irreconcilable; Zhou Yi simply expressed his true feelings.

"Huh?" Several directors frowned and looked at Zhou Yi. Hua Wenfeng said sternly: "Zhou Yi, what do you want to do? Director Huo is diagnosing a patient, why are you interrupting? Are there any rules anymore!"

Zhao Xuechu, however, raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Yi, waved his hand and said: "Is this Director Hua? Don't be angry. I heard that a young Zhou from Hezhou Hospital pointed out Director Hua's diagnosis error and cured the patient on the spot. His medical skills are excellent.

Called miraculous. Could it be this Dr. Zhou Yi?"

"I..." Hua Wenfeng blushed and really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

"Sure enough, it's Dr. Zhou? I wonder what Dr. Zhou has to say about my mother's illness? Zhao is all ears."

Zhao Xuechu's eyes lit up. If the old man hadn't been unwilling to leave his hometown, he would have sent his mother to Kyoto, Magic City, or even abroad for treatment. Domestic experts also invited many experts to have a look. They were all helpless about his mother's strange disease. Now it seems that

The famous Huo Shuangqing was no more than that, but Dr. Zhou, who had recently become famous and received mixed reviews, gave him some hope.

What is reality and asking for money? In Zhao Xuechu's opinion, only those who are truly capable dare to open their eyes. A noble and aloof gentleman is good, but you have to be able to cure diseases? Otherwise, no matter how good your virtues are, you are just a waste in his eyes dessert.

"Hehe. Don't be anxious. Don't be anxious. I always want to earn Mr. Zhao's money, but let's wait until Director Huo reads it. Isn't there a first-come, first-served basis for everything?" Zhou Yi is not in a hurry. I will let you, Director Huo, take care of it first. Otherwise, it would not be possible to show the cleverness of the 'Miracle Doctor Zhou', and how could he kill Zhao with a single blow?

Huo Shuangqing was a little excited, and was even so excited that she didn't hear Zhou Yi's slightly provocative and disrespectful words.

For a senior director like her, she is already aloof in the hospital and her pursuit of money is very indifferent. The only thing that can tempt her is fame; this refers to the reputation in the medical field. To improve her reputation in the circle, You have to look for valuable cases, weird and weird diseases, and the more weird and weird the better.

Mother Zhao's condition is very strange. She has a mitral valve appearance, but she does not have rheumatic heart disease or mitral stenosis. However, she develops unexplained atrial fibrillation. The most surprising thing is that all examinations are normal. Yes, Huo Shuangqing has never encountered such a case before, maybe it is the first in the country!

Thinking of this, Huo Shuangqing almost feels like she is about to switch from sinus rhythm to atrial fibrillation. What does this mean? It means that if she overcomes this case, she will be able to become one of the top cardiology experts in the country and enjoy the State Council subsidy. .... It means industry status, and it means status and rights! Even the status in the 'Shen Nongmen' may rise as a result.

But ideals are good, but reality is often crueler than ideals. If you want fame, you have to have this ability? Huo Shuangqing claims to have extraordinary medical skills and has always set his sights above others. Except for his senior teachers in the sect, he has never served anyone , but he didn’t realize that an hour had passed, and he was still at a loss about the old man’s condition. Finally, he had to look at Zhao Xuechu: “Mr. Zhao, can you give me some time? We still need to further observe the patient and do enough discussion and research. ....”

Zhao Xuechu sneered slightly: "Discussion? Research? I think it's better to forget it. I've heard too many words like this. In fact, it's just that I can't come up with an excuse for a treatment plan. I didn't expect that the famous Director Huo is just like this? Dr. Xiao Zhou ,how do you say?"

"Let me take the patient's pulse and give you the answer directly if I can cure it."

Zhou Yi was not polite, nor did he show any respect to the expert director.

Liu Shangwen sighed secretly when he heard this. This guy turned a deaf ear to what he said...

"Zhou Yi, what do you mean?" Huo Shuangqing was angry. After all, she was also from Shennongmen, so she was naturally proficient in taking pulses. In her opinion, the so-called taking pulses was nothing more than checking the pulse shape and potential. It's just to understand the patient's physical condition. Now even advanced instruments can't detect the cause of the patient's atrial fibrillation, so what's the use of just taking a pulse? Isn't this nonsense?

In her opinion, Zhou Yi, a young man, is too good at making trouble. It is understandable that young people want to be in the limelight and gain power, but making random promises to patients, saying that they can give the answer just by taking a pulse, is too hasty and too useless. Professional ethics.

"If taking a pulse works, wouldn't I know it? Do you want a young boy like you to pick up the slack? Don't waste everyone's time!" Huo Shuangqing had been suppressing his anger, but now it all burst out: "Zhou Yi, pay attention to your In terms of status, you are just a doctor who has just become a regular doctor!" This was said to Zhou Yi and also to Zhao Xuechu.

"Young boy?" Zhou Yi chuckled: "Director Huo, I'm sorry. I'm afraid my technique is a little different from yours. It's the technique of ancient Chinese medicine. Haha, since it's all for the patient, let me do it."

Several doctors and nurses who were watching the study looked at Zhou Yi in surprise. He was really awesome. He was worthy of being an awesome person who made a sensation in half of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital on the first day of consultation. He actually dared to talk to Director Huo like this?

You are the inheritor of ancient Chinese medicine, so who is Director Huo who was born in Shennongmen? You are too arrogant...

"You!" Huo Shuangqing never expected that Zhou Yi would dare to contradict her in public this time. She was trembling with righteousness, but she heard Zhao Xuechu say: "Director Huo, let Dr. Xiao Zhou try it. I have also heard of his reputation, and he is very good.

I want to see what the so-called ‘ancient Chinese medicine’ is all about.”

"Mr. Zhao, what are you..." The patient's family members spoke up, and it was Zhao Xuechu, a celebrity in Henan Province. What else could Huo Shuangqing say? Moreover, Liu Shangwen remained silent, apparently acquiescing to Zhou Yi's "nonsense", Huo Shuangqing

Shuangqing was so angry that she didn't bother to care. Anyway, this kid couldn't cure the patient. When he failed, it wouldn't be too late to settle old scores.

"Old man, don't be nervous, just lie down and relax." Zhou Yi chuckled, stretched out his thumb and index finger, and touched the veins of the old lady's right wrist. Before she knew it, a wisp of inner family's Gangqi had appeared.

It quietly circled inside her body and then disappeared near her heart.

"Is this also called taking a pulse?" Several directors looked at each other. Is this really the first time they have seen taking a pulse with only two fingers? Huo Shuangqing frowned. She was about to tell Zhou Yi to stop messing around when she accidentally scanned the patient's face.

His face was suddenly stunned.

Although the patient's face is still a bit light blue-grey, the pained look between his eyebrows has clearly lightened a lot, revealing an expression of relief.

"what on earth is it?"

Huo Shuangqing pushed up her glasses and hurriedly looked at the monitor connected to the patient.

"The heartbeat is one hundred and fifteen beats per minute!" Shortly after Zhou Yi touched the patient's wrist pulse with his finger, the patient's heartbeat, which had been as high as one hundred and thirty-four beats per minute due to atrial fibrillation, actually returned to one hundred and fifteen beats.

About! Although this is still higher than that of ordinary people, and it has not returned to the sinus rhythm of normal people, it can already make the elderly feel much more comfortable.

“Does the so-called ‘designated god’ in ancient Chinese medicine really exist and is it not just a legend?”

Huo Shuangqing's heart stirred up huge waves. Legend has it that miracle doctors like Hua Tuo, Bian Que, and Zhang Zhongjing have the ability to "point to a god". No matter how painful a patient is, they can immediately feel at peace with one finger.

, relieve pain, and even generate great confidence to fight against the disease. But modern doctors are dismissive of this legend, thinking that even if this statement exists, it is because the reputation of the miracle doctor is so great that the patient has a strong psychological

Hint', this belongs to the category of psychology at most.
Chapter completed!