Wu Sishu felt angry.
After all, the reason why the old lady's illness became so serious was all delayed by these mature and prudent Western medicine experts.
At first, the old lady only suffered from ordinary elderly fever. As long as she took a few Chinese medicines according to his prescription, she would be cured soon.
But others say it lightly, and it is Chinese medicine that is looked down upon by others. Chinese medicine is also slower to treat diseases and is not as effective as Western medicine.
So he refrained from expressing his opinion and instead followed the treatment of Western medicine experts headed by Gu Qingfeng.
These experts prescribed some tonics for the old lady to strengthen her body.
They believed that the old lady's body function was declining. As long as she strengthened her own resistance and received intravenous fluids, her ailments would soon be cured.
Little did he know that a minor illness would quickly turn into a serious one.
What the old lady was suffering from was a fever, and adding a lot of tonics was like adding a spoonful of oil to the burning firewood. Burning oil on the fire, how could the old lady's illness not be serious
But Wu Sishu didn't dare to say this openly.
As long as he said it, he would offend all the Western medicine experts present, and he would never be able to gain a foothold in the capital in the future.
What's more, if Master Fu pursues the case, he won't be able to get away with it.
He saw that these people's medicines were not suitable for their symptoms, but he did not say anything to stop them. Instead, he allowed them to give the old lady medicines. He was also at fault.
No matter how smart Fu Shaobei is, he still doesn't understand the intrigues, overt and covert struggles between Chinese and Western medicine, as well as the twists and turns in their stomach.
From what he heard, everyone seemed helpless about the old lady's illness.
A pair of handsome thick eyebrows could not help but frown into the character "Sichuan".
"Ziming, do you have any good treatment plan?" He looked at Luo Ziming.
Although Luo Ziming is young, he still trusts his judgment the most.
Luo Ziming put down the medical records: "I want to see the patient first."
"Okay, I'll take you up."
Fu Shaobei nodded, turned around and walked out.
The expressions of the experts were a little weird. You looked at me, I looked at you, and then they all looked at Gu Qingfeng.
Gu Qingfeng sighed and said, "Let's go and see it together."
Everyone followed him.
Mrs. Gu's room is on the third floor.
It was a large bedroom. As soon as you entered the door, you could smell the fragrance of flowers.
On the open-air balcony outside, there are many flowers and plants. The whole room is spacious and bright, and the furniture placed inside is also pure Chinese style.
The old lady was lying on the big Chinese bed, with two nurses taking care of her.
Her eyes were slightly closed and her complexion was very poor.
She didn't open her eyes when she heard someone coming in.
Fu Shaobei took a step forward and called softly: "Grandma."
The old lady opened her eyes slightly, and when she saw it was him, a hint of joy flashed in her groggy eyes.
"You came."
She said in a weak voice.
The old lady's weak look made Fu Shaobei's heart suddenly sore, and he gently shook the old lady's hand.
"Grandma, the expert is here to consult you."
At this time, Gu Qingfeng took a few steps forward, walked to the old lady's bed, and asked with concern: "Old lady, how are you feeling today?"
The old lady's face darkened, without raising her eyelids, she said coldly: "I keep saying this every day, and my old lady can't die."
Her tone was bad and she was in a bad mood.
Because of the pain, she couldn't eat well or sleep well. The old man, who was nearly eighty years old, was so weak that she could still be happy and healthy.