When Qiao Nian looked over, he saw an old man lying on the hospital bed. He was thin, his eyes were closed, and his lips were black and blue.
He is the same age as Nie Mi, but looks much older than Nie Mi. She can see the signs of exhaustion in him without having to look closely.
Wei Lou approached her, ignored the doctors, and asked in a low voice: "How is my grandfather?"
"The situation is not good." Qiao Nian shook his head, walked over, suppressed the willfulness on his face, and said with a little more seriousness, "I'll check him first."
"Yeah." Wei Lou took a deep breath. He was actually very nervous. He clenched his hands, pursed his lips and said to the doctors, "Please move aside first."
"Mr. Wei, who is she? Where is Professor Liang?" A doctor raised his chin and nodded in the direction of Qiao Nian and asked him.
These are the experts his father found from the Beijing Military District Hospital. Wei Lou said patiently, "They are outside. This is the doctor I found. Please move aside and let her see my grandfather."
"She's a doctor?"
Several people in white coats looked at each other, and saw surprise on each other's faces.
How old is this girl
She looks like an ordinary high school girl.
Wei Shao actually said she was a doctor? How ridiculous!
Qiao Nian didn't care about how others looked at her. To be more precise, she never cared about how others looked at her. She walked to the bed, pulled over a chair, put down the shoulder bag on her shoulder, then sat down, took out the old man's left hand from the quilt, and placed her slender fingers on the old man's pulse.
The movements were smooth and the pulse-taking posture was very professional.
Several doctors from the military hospital became more and more surprised. They didn't expect that the other party also knew Chinese medicine
Qiao Nian took the pulse very quickly, taking almost a minute.
Her raven-black eyelashes moved, and she raised her head and asked Wei Lou, "The patient fainted due to anger, which is not a stroke. However, there is a blood clot in his brain that is compressing the blood vessels and nerves, so the symptoms look more like a stroke. Did he suffer any stimulation this morning?"
Wei Ying and his group also came in and stood at the door.
When he heard Qiao Nian's question, a guilty look flashed across his face.
In the morning, the old man learned from Wei Dongshan about the trouble Wei Qi had caused in Raocheng. He called her in for questioning, but she fainted shortly after.
This matter was very private, and few people knew about it. Even Wei Lou didn't know, but she knew it very well.
Sure enough, Wei Lou shook his head: "I was not here this morning, so I don't know."
"Yeah." Qiao Nian didn't look at the large group of people coming in from behind. After taking the pulse, he unzipped the shoulder bag he brought with him and took out a set of acupuncture from it.
With his sharp eyebrows restrained, he whispered, "I can use acupuncture to draw out the blood clots in his brain. Once the blood clots are dispersed, he will wake up."
She didn't finish the second half of the sentence.
Mr. Wei's condition was not just caused by blood stasis. When she first took his pulse, she found that his pulse was weak and slippery, his qi and blood were severely depleted, and his internal organs were more or less problematic. It should be a disease left over from his youth. After he got older, the old disease recurred, causing him to be bedridden all year round. The body lacks exercise and his organs are aging.
Even if she solves the blood stasis problem this time, Mr. Wei's body will still encounter other problems in the future.
To put it bluntly, it's just that I'm old.
I have reached the age of knowing my destiny.
However, if you take good care of yourself, you can live another three to five years without any problem.
If problems arise again after more than three to five years, I'm afraid even Hua Tuo wouldn't be able to save the situation!
(End of this chapter)