Chapter nine hundred and ninetieth three hours
"Fang, this is Dean Roland, this is..."
On the third night of the visit to Puhawkins Hospital, Fang Han finally met Steven Roland, the director of Puhawkins Hospital.
A middle-aged white man in his fifties, tall...
As for appearance.
To be honest, in Fang Han's eyes, white people seem to all look similar, and black people seem to all look similar, just like Westerners regarding Chinese people, they are all look similar.
"Dr. Fang!"
Roland shook hands with Fang Han enthusiastically. It was the first time he saw Solis who kept praising him. Today, Harvey also praised Fang Han.
Looking at Fang Han's young and handsome face, Roland was a little unbelievable.
It is such a young Chinese traditional Chinese medicine doctor who has faced several difficult diseases in their hospital in the past two days.
"Director Roland, middle-aged and old man, let me see the patient first?" Fang Han entered the topic after being polite.
"Doctor Fang, please do this!"
When he entered the ward, a young man of 24 or 25 years old was lying on the bed, sleeping and coma, and a fever-relieving patch was placed on his forehead. When Fang Han entered the door, a nurse wiped the patient with alcohol to physically cool the patient.
Fang Han reached out and touched the patient's forehead, which was hot.
Turning your eyes open and looking carefully, you can see the patient's eyelid bleeding spots. Then look at the tongue coating, the tongue coating is yellow mud, and the middle part of the tongue is cracked and dry.
After checking the coldness in the rear, I felt the pulse, and the pulse was weak and thin and rapid.
"Where are the previous inspection information?"
After the examination, Fang Han stood up and looked at Si's arms.
Si Huai's eyes signaled, and someone next to him hurriedly handed the thick examination information and treatment records to Fang Han.
Fang Han took it and read it in detail.
The patient was admitted to the hospital for nephrotic syndrome about 40 days ago, and his condition continued to worsen after continuous treatment...... Five days ago, he started to have high fever. He did not go away. The Washington Hospital used a variety of antibiotics and the patient still had poor results.
Fang Han was actually aware of the diagnosis just now. Looking at the previous treatment, various tests were just for further confirmation, and all details were taken into account.
Fang Han always cared about being careful when he was treating his illness, which was his routine.
Although Fang Han is not conservative in terms of medication and use, and has prescribed many large doses of prescriptions, it is not a risk, but a symptomatic medication. In terms of diagnosis, Fang Han will never be careless.
For Fang Han, who has a master-level diagnosis and a master-level diagnosis, whether it is a single diagnosis or a simple pulse diagnosis, he will understand the patient's condition clearly. However, Fang Han treats and saves the patient, but he never simply relies on diagnosis or diagnosis. Every time, he is a combination of four diagnosis and treatment. If the patient has a Western medicine treatment process, he will refer to it in detail to avoid omissions.
If you take large doses of medicine and take decisive actions, they are all based on detailed diagnostic dialectics. Only by being confident can you not panic in the face of the situation.
After reading the patient's information, Fang Han handed the information to Xian Fen and said to Si Huaizhong, who was full of anticipation, "The patient is seriously deprived of righteousness, and the evil guest takes advantage of the situation, so the blood heat is high, the atmosphere is burning, and the yin fluid is burning, and there is a momentum to enter the division of the camp. You must use the medicine decisively, otherwise your life will not be guaranteed."
"Doctor Fang, since I came here in the middle of the night, I naturally trust you. Please take medicine. I can bear all the consequences."
Si slowly spoke in his arms.
Although Fang Han was young, there was no slight contempt in Si's arms.
Si Huaizhong still recognizes traditional Chinese medicine. Although this old man is abroad and has long been American nationality, he has always been thinking about his motherland. However, his ancestors have taken root in the United States and settled for generations.
This can be found from Si Huaizhong's name and his grandson's name. Wang Zhi, Nianhua...
He is in a foreign country and is still a descendant of China.
Therefore, Si Huaizhong does not reject traditional Chinese medicine.
Furthermore, the one who recommended Fang Han to him was Luo Yuanchen. It is clear who Luo Yuanchen was. A famous national medical master would never recommend anyone to him casually.
There is another last point. Fang Han came to the United States at the invitation of Puhawkins Hospital. Puhawkins Hospital is not a small hospital. If he can be invited by Puhawkins Hospital, he will definitely not be an unknown person.
"Jiang Feng!"
Fang Han shouted, and Jiang Feng hurriedly handed the paper and pen to Fang Han, who picked up the pen and wrote a prescription.
"Go quickly to get the medicine and take two doses first."
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"Come back?"
At around twelve o'clock in the evening, Fang Han, Xian Fen and others returned to their residence, and Long Yaxin and Lin Xintong were not asleep yet.
"I thought you might be late for a while, so I made some porridge, should I eat some?"
"Don't say I'm really hungry." Xian Fen said with a smile.
"It's better to follow Dr. Fang. I'll have some food when I come back so late." Jiang Feng flattered with a smile.
"Doctor Fang, what kind of patient is it? It's so late?" Lin Xintong asked.
Before Fang Han could speak, Jiang Feng hurriedly interrupted: "You guess, this time I met a great man, at the level of a boss."
"President of the United States?" Long Yaxin asked.
Jiang Feng's face collapsed: "Officer Long, can't you guess slowly?"
As soon as you open your mouth, you will be the President of the United States. Is there any other thing to do with this?
Qin Xige glared at Jiang Feng and said, "It's Si Huaizhong."
"Who is Si Huaizhong?" Long Yaxin was stunned. She had never heard of it.
"Si Huaizhong?"
Lin Xintong looked shocked: "The president of the Chinese Association and the helmsman of the Si family?"
"Mr. Lin also knows this Si Huaizhong?" Fang Han asked while eating.
"How could it be that this Si family is not simple in the United States. The grandfather in the Si family's arms came to the United States when he was a teenager and joined the Hongmen. He is famous in the United States and is a legend of a generation. Today, the Si family can be said to be a giant in the United States, with a net worth of more than 100 billion yuan."
"So awesome?" Jiang Feng was stunned. He just knew that the Si family was very awesome, but he didn't know that the Si family was so awesome.
Si Nianhua's ward.
Si Huaizhong sat next to the hospital bed, Cao Jinhong stood aside, and beside Cao Jinhong, an old man in his sixties was holding the prescription prescribed by Fang Han in his hand, and was watching seriously.
"Ginseng Baihu Decoction is added with cooling blood, so it can be used to cool ginseng, dendrobium is used to nourish qi and protect body fluids, gypsum, Akagi, Honeysuckle, Forsythiasis, Clear heat and clear evil, Red Peony, Peony Bark, and Hanergy have the effect of cooling blood and dispersing blood, and can prevent the further deterioration of leukemia. The entire prescription can be said to be "clearing", "permeating", and "nourishing" methods. This young man is amazing. He never thought that there are such a powerful young Chinese medicine doctor in China now."
"Xiao Wen, do you mean this recipe is good?" Si Huai said slowly.
As the president of the Washington Chinese Association and a wealthy leader in the United States, Si Huaizhong also knows some traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in the United States. The old man I just commented on is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner named Wen Haichao.
Of course, it is not considered a famous doctor.
Traditional Chinese medicine is not popular in the United States. It is okay to have acupuncture and massage alone. Many Westerners do not accept Chinese medicine prescriptions. Wen Haichao only treats some Chinese people in the Chinese city. His level is not too high.
This time Si Huaizhong brought the other party with him, but it was actually just the little thoughts of the rich.
Just like Fu Weihong before, he trusted the other party on the surface and did not show any expression, but he always had to ask behind his back.
"Zhong Lao, although I can't prescribe such a prescription, I can still understand it. This prescription is of great quality. The prescription is amazing and the prescription is amazing."
"The doctor recommended by Mr. Luo Yuanchen is still reliable." Si Huaizhong nodded slowly.
After eating porridge, Fang Han and others fell asleep one after another.
At Puhawkins Hospital, the director of the Puhawkins Hospital was not asleep for a long time. Opposite him were several doctors who had just been in charge of Si Nianhua's examination, as well as Harvey and Solis.
The group of people didn't say much, but waited quietly, as if waiting for some news.
At around two o'clock in the morning, a nurse came in and whispered something to one of the doctors.
"Mr. Dean, the patient's high fever has decreased, and it is currently 37.5℃."
Roland suddenly stood up.
It took three hours to get a full schedule, and it only took three hours since taking the medicine. The high fever that Washington Hospital, which had been treated for five days, was reduced.
Not only Roland, but the experts at the Puhawkins Hospital sitting opposite Roland were shocked at this time.
They all learned about Si Nianhua's condition in detail, the diagnosis, treatment, etc. of Washington Hospital, and they were all very clear about it.
From their perspective, if patients come to Puhawkins Hospital for treatment early in the morning, they can't actually do better than doctors at Washington Hospital.
Si Huaizhong brought his grandson to Puhawkins to seek treatment from Fang Han. Whether it was Roland or several experts from Puhawkins Hospital, he felt a little uncomfortable.
As Xian Fen and Jiang Feng guessed, there was a slap in the face.
Just now, so many of them didn't say anything or say anything. On the one hand, they were thinking about countermeasures and treatment plans in their hearts, and on the other hand, they were also waiting for Fang Han's treatment results.
From the doctor's perspective, it is actually a bit unkind to pray in your heart that Fang Han's treatment will not be effective, but several experts at Puhawkins Hospital just now thought so.
Yes, the treatment effect in Washington hospitals is not good, but traditional Chinese medicine may not be effective, right?
If Fang Han's treatment is still ineffective, then it means that the disease is special and the patient's constitution is relatively special. It is a special case, not a treatment problem.
Nephrotic syndrome, with the current medical level, is not difficult to treat. Si Nianhua's situation is indeed a special case in clinical practice.
As for Western medicine, some patients are resistant to drugs, resistant to drugs, and even allergic to certain antibiotics. Even if a small cold develops severely, various complications break out, and deaths occur. Si Nianhua's situation is not uncommon.
But things went against my wishes. In just three hours, the patient's high fever subsided. The result was like a heavy hammer, which made Roland and the experts who were waiting for the result a little confused.
Chapter completed!