Chapter 190: The earth is buried with gold

"Is it serious?" Zeng Yi asked, "Do you need me to go and have a look?"

Gu Di waved his hand and said, "Maybe it's just a pharyngitis. You can't take this kind of minor illness." Gu Di didn't want to bother Zeng Yi. After all, Zeng Yi is his guest, so there is no reason to work for the guest. Besides, no one can let Zeng Yi take action.

Although he was very dissatisfied with the agent calling him, Gu Di still made a few calls and arranged some famous experts from Yunhai to treat Shui Muyan. A young man like him cared about his identity very much. He could call him any agent, which made him feel worse than a follower, which made him very upset.

Maybe it was because of this that Gu Di was not in a hurry to leave, but slowly finished the tea, so that he asked the boat to dock.

"I've made arrangements tonight!" Gu Di said, "There are a few people here in Dongjiang, and I just happen to want to know you."

Zeng Yi knew that the person Gu Di was talking about might be the young men from Dongjiang. He was not interested in it, so he said, "I have made arrangements tonight, so you don't have to accompany me all the time, go and do your own business!"

"Is there really any arrangement?" Gu Di asked.

"It's true!" Zeng Yi smiled.

Gu Di stopped insisting and said, "Then I'll send you a car, it's easier for you to move in the sea of ​​clouds."

"Okay, this is OK, so that I won't be blind as soon as I go out!" Zeng Yi nodded with a smile.

Gu Di gave his Bentley and the driver to Zeng Yi, and then called. In just over ten minutes, someone drove a Mercedes-Benz to the edge of Yunhai Lake and picked Gu Di away.

In the evening, Su Jianchun and his brothers all took leave and came over early to invite Zeng Yi to have a drink. In addition to the fourth brother, two others were seen by Zeng Yi in Rongcheng.

The few people went to the more famous night market in Yunhai City together, which was full of seafood stalls, and there was only one type of wine, which was fresh beer.

"Doctor Zeng, we brothers are all poor people, so we can only treat you to the food stalls. Don't mind!" Su Jianchun said.

Zeng Yi waved his hand and smiled, "When I was in Rongcheng, I also liked to go to the night market to have barbecue, and the night market was the most comfortable to drink."

Su Jianchun laughed and called the waiter over: "Have beer on top, and each person will have a bucket. Let's moisten our throat first, and then order food!"

The other people rubbed their hands, looked excited and said, "It's great, you have to drink like this!"

Zeng Yi was frightened. Even the drunkard from Tang Weiguo did not have this way of drinking. Each person had a bucket, but only moistened his throat and ordered dishes after drinking. What is this rule?

The waiter seemed to be frightened, counted the people present and said, "Bazhu?"

"Babao!" Su Jianchun rolled up her sleeves, "Go, go!"

The waiter shook his head, made a note on the sign, and then called a few people, moved it twice before moving the wine over, all of which were ten-liter barrels.

Zeng Yi was a little regretful. These people were just like drinking and fighting, and they were all desperate. I was afraid that I would lie down and go back today.

Su Jianchun raised his glass and said, "Doctor Zeng, for the first time today, let's have a drink for you!"

"If you are polite, don't say it, drink one first!" Zeng Yi also took the initiative. Since he came, he would be at ease. If he didn't have any momentum, he wouldn't have to drink this wine.

These people were all fierce. They had a bucket of beer into their stomachs, then stood up, went to put water, and then came back to order a table of dishes and asked the waiter to put eight more buckets of them. This was the fact that they had just started drinking.

When I was drinking until after ten o'clock in the evening, Zeng Yi's phone rang. When he saw that Gu Di called, Zeng Yi answered it and said, "It's so late, is there anything wrong?"

Gu Di said on the phone: "Where are you now?"

"night market!"

"Shui Muyan's disease is quite serious. I have undergone more than 20 examinations today. The reason is that people cannot speak. Can you show it?" Gu Di said that he didn't want to bother Zeng Yi, but when he went to the hospital, he couldn't resist Shui Muyan's pear blossoms and her red and swollen eyes, so he had to call Zeng Yi.

"Tomorrow morning, I've drunk wine now, so I can't keep my pulse!" Zeng Yi said.

"Okay, then I'll pick you up tomorrow morning!"

Zeng Yi nodded, "Don't worry, if you can't find the cause, it proves that she has no major problems. I'll go and see it early tomorrow morning!" Zeng Yi is very familiar with Western medicine. If this kind of disease fails to find the problem, it is a good thing.

After hanging up the phone, Zeng Yi said, "I have the last drink today. I can't drink it anymore. I have something to do tomorrow morning!"

"The important thing is important!" Su Jianchun said, "Then let's be here today!"

A few people drank the cups, and then they were like wind and clouds. They cleaned up the vegetables on the table, and today's wine party was over.

Before leaving, Zeng Yi asked, "Has Brother Su decided on going to Nanjiang?"

Su Jianchun said: "I discussed it with a few brothers and decided to do something with Dr. Zeng. In the past few days, we will go to Nanjiang with you as soon as we cook what we should cook."

Zeng Yi laughed, "Okay, then I'll inform you about the day I'll make a decision to return to Nanjiang."

After breakfast the next day, Zeng Yi called Gu Di, "Where is Shui Muyan now?"

"Dongjiang Medical Affiliated Hospital! I'll pick you up!" Gu Di said.

"No need, it's too much time to go back and forth. Just let the driver take me there!" Zeng Yi said, then walked out with the medicine box.

Dongjiang Medical Affiliated Hospital, full name is Dongjiang Medical University Affiliated Hospital, and is the most authoritative medical institution in Dongjiang Province. Unlike the situation in Nanjiang, Dongjiang Medical University is very famous throughout the country. Its affiliated hospital is a department-affiliated hospital and is led by the Ministry of Health. It is one level higher than a provincial hospital like Nanjiang Provincial People's Hospital.

When Zeng Yi arrived at the Dongjiang Medical Affiliated Hospital, Liu Jian and An Baizheng were at the door.

"Young Master!" An Bai came up a few steps and said, "I'm really troubled you."

"I'd better call me Dr. Zeng in the hospital!" Zeng Yi smiled slightly, "It sounds more professional, and I'm a little confident!"

An Bai's originally nervous heart made Zeng Yi feel much more relaxed when he joked, and said, "Sister Mu Yan can't speak at all now. She is almost in a hurry. In this concert, she invested almost all her savings. Now the tickets have been sold out. If she loses her life, her reputation in the circle will be completely ruined in the future."

"Don't worry, I'll go up and take a look!" Zeng Yi stepped into the building.

The three of them entered the special care unit of the Medical Affiliated Hospital and saw Shui Muyan sitting on the bed, frowning, but there was a little Daiyu charm. Huang Tianye sat on a chair, holding his chin with his hands, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing Zeng Yi come in, Shui Muyan gets out of bed, and then tears come out again, opening her mouth but unable to speak.

Zeng Yi raised his hand and said, "Sit down. I already know the general situation. Wait for me to take my pulse. Don't worry, this kind of emergency comes quickly and goes quickly!"

Shui Muyan nodded gratefully, then sat on the bed obediently, looking at Zeng Yi with tears in her eyes. In fact, she had never seen Zeng Yi's medical skills. But after listening to Zeng Yi's remarks about traditional Chinese and Western medicine that night, she had an inexplicable trust in Zeng Yi. Moreover, this was recommended by Gu Di. I think medical skills are definitely much better than ordinary doctors.

Huang Tianye was very complicated at this time. He scolded traditional Chinese medicine for being unable to cure diseases the night before yesterday. As a result, Shui Muyan fell ill the next day. He also knew some people in the Dongjiang health community. He used his relationship to find many well-known experts, but he could not confirm the diagnosis. The Western medicine, who he thought was the most scientific, was helpless, which made him a little embarrassed.

"I just went to Dean Wang of the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University. He said that better experts would come this morning!" Huang Tianye said. He did not want traditional Chinese medicine to intervene in the treatment. In his opinion, traditional Chinese medicine cannot cure diseases at all. Letting traditional Chinese medicine treat it is just to harm Shui Muyan.

Shui Muyan shook her head, then looked at Zeng Yi, and she understood the meaning very clearly. She wanted Zeng Yi to treat her.

Zeng Yi did not expect Huang Tianye to be so paranoid in his attitude towards traditional Chinese and Western medicine. He shook his head, then pulled a chair and sat down beside the bed, and said, "I'll take my pulse first."

Huang Tianye wanted to say a few more words, but seeing Shui Muyan's attitude, he had to sit down in a depressed manner.

An Bai also walked over at this time, stood beside Huang Tianye, glared at him, warning him that he would never say anything about traditional Chinese medicine is superstitious today. Zeng Yi is not someone he can offend. No matter how good the temper is, he will not tolerate your repeated provocations.

Zeng Yi took the pulse for a while and basically figured out what was going on. He took the pulse and said, "It's okay, just take medicine, and it won't delay the concert."

When Shui Muyan heard this, tears fell again, and she was really anxious and worried. At this concert, Shui Muyan invested all her savings in the past few years. It was her first concert after she worked alone. If she messed up like this, she would not be able to stay in the circle in the future. The entertainment industry is a place without affection. Many people would like her to make a fool of themselves and would definitely trample on her to death.

At that time, she had no other choice except closing the door and closing the bank. She either had a contract to sign it to entertainment companies that ate meat and drank blood.

Shui Muyan jumped out of the company but didn't want to be tricked by those people anymore. Unexpectedly, God will do anything to others, and now she encounters such an unlucky thing. Even if you lip-sync at a concert, you have to be able to speak. After you go on stage, at least say hello: "Hello friends from Dongjiang!"

So when Zeng Yi said that the concert could not be delayed, Shui Muyan could not stop her tears.

"You are definitely from Shui's surname, it's not fake at all!" Zeng Yi smiled and joked, "The tears have never stopped." After saying that, he opened the medicine box, took out the paper and pen, and prepared to prescribe.

As soon as I picked up the pen, the door of the special care unit opened, an old man in his fifties and extraordinary demeanor walked in first, and later there were many people surrounded, and it seemed that they were all leaders of the hospital.

Huang Tianye stood up, "Dean Wang..."

A middle-aged man in his forties and wearing gold-rimmed glasses was probably Dean Wang. He immediately stepped forward, stood next to the old man, and said, "Let me introduce him, this is Dean Huo Can of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Dongjiang Medical University, and the most authoritative Chinese medicine scholar in China."

When Huang Tianye heard the introduction, he was extremely disappointed. Unexpectedly, Dean Wang invited a better expert, who is also a Chinese medicine doctor.

The old man waved his hand, walked up and said to Shui Muyan: "This must be the big star Miss Shui Muyan. I have your fans at home, haha." The old man looked kind and looked kind.

Shui Muyan couldn't speak, so she nodded to the old man.

Zeng Yi had no choice but to put down his pen. He knew that Huang Can was a well-known Chinese medicine authoritative in China, honorary dean of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Dongjiang Medical University, doctoral supervisor, and representative of the Chinese medicine classics. Moreover, this person also has a similar place to Zeng Yi. He is also an official, and his rank is much higher than Zeng Yi. He is not only a member of the Standing Committee of Yunhai City, but also a member of the Standing Committee of the Dongjiang Provincial CPPCC and a serious senior provincial deputy ministerial level.

Huang Can was very doctor-like. He stepped forward and sat on the chair Zeng Yi was sitting just now. He stretched out his right hand and said, "Take a pulse first!"

Shui Muyan was very confused. She had already asked Zeng Yi to see a doctor, but she asked Huang Can to take her pulse. This was a very rude behavior, which was distrust and humiliation of the doctors in front. However, Huang Can was not invited by her. Not to mention her, even Gu Di's old man Gu Mingfu went to invite him personally, she might not be able to invite Huang Can to treat Shui Muyan.

Zeng Yi looked at Shui Muyan and nodded, indicating that it was okay. He also happened to want to see Huang Can's medical skills. This person is very well-known in Yunhai City. I heard that the people who came to see him for a doctor had registered for a few months, and it cost 200 yuan to register a single account.

Seeing that Zeng Yi didn't mind, Shui Muyan stretched out her hand and smiled gratefully at Huang Can.

Huang Can noticed Shui Muyan's move, then looked up at Zeng Yi and said, "Young man, do you understand Chinese medicine as well?"

"The family-born medical skills are just a preliminary exploration of the way." Zeng Yi was very modest.

Huang Can nodded, "That's right, let's communicate when I finish my pulse." As he said that, he put three fingers on Shui Muyan's wrist and asked, "How is the meal recently?"

This is the standard diagnosis process of traditional Chinese medicine, looking, listening, asking and touching.

But as soon as Huang Can asked, he laughed first and said, "I'm sorry, I'll make you laugh. This is my professional habit. I forgot that Shui Songxing's current illness is that he can't speak."

Everyone in the ward chuckled softly, and no one dared to have the slightest sarcasm.

Zeng Yi felt that Huang Can was very powerful, at least he had the spirit of a doctor. Seeing that he was a junior who was with him, he had no intention of contempt. Instead, he politely invited him to communicate. This is the support of his seniors to the juniors. It is very difficult to do this. Moreover, this person also has the temperament. He can generously admit that he made a mistake after a word. This is rare for famous people, and it is in front of so many people.

After Huang Can finished one hand, he changed Shui Muyan's other hand to confirm it, finally took the pulse and said, "I have already understood the condition. This disease should be caused by the stomach."

The people in the room were a little surprised, especially Huang Tianye, who almost refuted it again. This conclusion was too ridiculous. Shui Muyan obviously could not speak. The problem might be in the pharynx, the vocal cords, or the lungs, but it must not occur in the stomach. The stomach is digestive and has no connection with speech.

Zeng Yi secretly admired him, and he was worthy of being a famous scholar. He hit the root of the disease just by relying on his pulse.

Huang Can explained: "The constitution of the Shui Songxing is a gastric heat type. When heat encounters dampness, the stomach qi rises and evaporates and burns the lungs, which leads to the dysfunction of the lung mechanism and the inability to make a sound."

Zeng Yi nodded slightly again, Huang Can's conclusion was exactly the same as himself.

"If I'm not mistaken, I should have drunk white wine. After drinking, I ate a lot of wet and cold food!" Huang Can asked Shui Muyan.
To be continued...