Ye Fei didn't expect that he would meet Lu Zhijun, the little queen of car crashes, on the way back. And this girl was indeed worthy of this title. She hit the trunk of a newly purchased imported Maybach at a traffic light intersection.
But this time Ye Fei didn't have time to tease her, so he took the time to send her grandmother to the hospital first. After all, this was a big deal.
He helped Lu Zhijun advance 80,000 Huaxia coins, then helped Lu Zhijun's grandmother into the car and drove directly to Yinzhou First People's Hospital.
But after arriving at the hospital, Ye Fei discovered that the matter was far more serious than he thought, because there were dozens of people in the hospital suffering from the same disease, namely diarrhea, fever, and some even vomiting.
After arranging Lu Zhijun's grandmother, Ye Fei looked at the doctors and nurses hurriedly coming and going. He knew that this was definitely not as simple as food poisoning on the surface, because food poisoning was generally regional, involving one person or one person. Discomfort caused by several people eating the same food.
But the situation before us is not that at all. There are such patients not only in Yinzhou City, but also in Jiuyang City.
Ye Fei thought of something and quickly took out his mobile phone to read the news. Sure enough, the news reported that similar situations had occurred in other provinces. There was even a piece of news that included statistics on the provinces and regions where the disease had occurred.
Ye Fei swiped the screen and looked at it, and was stunned, because he found that there were dozens or even hundreds of such patients in other provinces, but only three provinces had very few.
Eastern Guangdong Province!
Minnan Province!
Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces!
There are also such patients in these three provinces, but not many. Statistics show that there are only five cases in eastern Guangdong Province, five cases in southern Fujian Province, and six cases in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province.
This number is much less than that of other provinces. It can be said that it is within the control range and will not cause major panic.
"Why is this happening?" Ye Fei muttered in his heart.
The Chinese people have similar physical constitutions, so it is impossible for diseases to spread in other provinces, but Eastern Guangdong Province, Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Southern Fujian are exceptions. There is a reason, there is definitely a reason.
Ye Fei thought for a while, then turned around and came to the ward.
At this time, Lu Zhijun was sitting in front of the hospital bed, holding her grandmother's hand with both hands, tears streaming down her face.
Seeing Ye Fei come in, Lu Zhijun stood up quickly: "Ye Fei, thank you so much for today. I will return the money to you later."
Ye Fei waved his hand: "We'll talk about this later, don't worry, by the way, what food did your grandma eat today? Why is this happening?"
Lu Zhijun shook her head: "I don't know. I was at work, so I hurried back after taking a call from my grandma. When I got home, I found my grandma lying on the ground, holding her stomach in great pain."
"Hold your stomach?"
"Yes."
"Can I take the old man's pulse?"
"ha?"
Lu Zhijun was immediately confused by Ye Fei's words. His thoughts were jumping too fast. Just now he was asking about what to eat. The next sentence was about taking his pulse. Besides, what's the use of taking your pulse? Do you know
In Lu Zhijun's opinion, Ye Fei is just a chef. You are really good at cooking. I have never seen a better chef than you, but when it comes to treating patients... you can do it too
Seeing Lu Zhijun looking at him with a confused expression, Ye Fei said: "Actually, I also know how to practice Chinese medicine."
"oh."
Seeing that Ye Fei didn't seem to be joking, Lu Zhijun said, "Then help my grandma check on the situation."
Saying that, get out of the way.
Ye Fei sat down on the small stool in front of the hospital bed, then grabbed Grandma Lu Zhijun's wrist, put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together and placed them on her pulse.
He felt that Lu Zhijun's grandma's pulse was beating very slowly, weakly, and sometimes a little chaotic. Combined with what Lu Zhijun said about her grandma holding her stomach, it meant there was a stomach problem. He also thought that patients with this disease would suffer from vomiting and diarrhea. It is even more certain that it is a gastrointestinal problem.
But gastrointestinal problems should not be so difficult to treat. Why do so many people go to the hospital and their conditions have not improved even after being diagnosed and treated by doctors
Just as Ye Fei grabbed Grandma Lu Zhijun's wrist and took her pulse, a nurse and a doctor wearing glasses came over.
Seeing Ye Fei's action, the two people asked almost at the same time: "What do you do?"
Ye Fei had finished taking the pulse and stood up and said, "Oh, I'll take the patient's pulse."
The young nurse pushed Ye Fei aside and said with an unhappy face: "Pulse check? Sir, our hospital mainly focuses on Western medicine, and many of them are experts, so I won't bother you."
Although the little nurse's words were neither light nor serious, it could be heard that they were completely contemptuous.
The middle-aged doctor was even more direct: "Sir, how old is this? How many people in the world still use Chinese medicine to treat patients? Western medicine is the king. The treatment is fast, and you can even treat it as you go. Besides, , this is a hospital, if you mess around and something happens to the patient, who is responsible?"
Ye Fei looked at the sign on the spectacled doctor's chest, which said Chief Physician Niu He. He suddenly grinned and said seriously: "Doctor Niu He, are you a Westerner or a Chinese?"
Niu He said without hesitation: "Of course he is from China."
"Isn't it glorious that a Chinese doctor admires Western medicine so much and forgets the good medical skills left to us by our Chinese ancestors?" Ye Fei sneered.
Niu He was stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "How do you speak? What do you do? Do you know anything about medicine? Do you know more or do I know more?"
Ye Fei said: "I am a chef. If it comes to medical things, of course you know more."
"chef… … "
Niu He suddenly became confused. Damn it, I thought you were an expert for a long time, but I didn't expect that you were discussing medicine with a chef. Isn't this such a pain in the ass? What is the difference between this and playing the piano to a cow
"You are a chef. I am too lazy to talk to you about medicine. Please leave. The patient needs treatment."
Ye Fei didn't bother to argue with him anymore and stepped aside.
Lu Zhijun hurriedly asked: "Doctor, how is my grandma? What kind of disease is it?"
Niu He sighed, he was still very graceful when facing beautiful women, and said: "Miss Lu, don't worry, this disease happened suddenly, and now it has appeared in large areas across the country. There is no definite reason as to what happened. Discussion, now our hospital and even major hospitals across the country are organizing expert consultations, and I believe the results will be available soon. At present, we can only use conventional means to temporarily stabilize the patient's condition, and the rest will take two days to complete. Know."
"After two days? Didn't you just say that Western medicine is amazing? Can't you just treat me as you go? Why does it have to take two days?"
"I... Miss Lu, don't get excited. Although I said that, you must at least know the patient's condition. Look at the six patients in this room, all of whom have this disease. To be honest, the cause is still unclear. We have to be patient."
"Wait patiently? That's easy for you to say, but my grandma... She's over eighty, how can she wait?"
"I can't help it if you say that. It's not that we don't treat the patient, but that we also have to be responsible for the patient."
Lu Zhijun wanted to say something else, but Ye Fei patted her on the shoulder and said, "What they said is right. Don't worry, there will be a solution."
Lu Zhijun nodded, suddenly raised his head, looked at Ye Fei, and said, "Ye Fei, can you cure my grandma's disease? Don't you know Chinese medical skills?"
Ye Fei smiled, then nuzzled at Niu He: "I have a way."
Niu He snorted and said, "Patients need a quiet environment to rest. Miss Lu, and this... Mr. Chef, please be quiet."
Ye Fei ignored him and said to Lu Zhijun: "If there is nothing to help here, I will go back first. If you need anything, call me again."
Lu Zhijun is really grateful to Ye Fei, because if it weren't for Ye Fei, she wouldn't know what to do today.
"Ye Fei, thank you." Lu Zhijun stared into Ye Fei's eyes and said seriously.
Ye Fei smiled and said: "You have said it several times, okay, you take care of your grandma first, and I will go back first."
"Be careful on the road."
After leaving the hospital, Ye Fei drove directly back to the farmhouse. Then he didn't do anything. He came to the operating table and bought ingredients directly from the system in his mind.
Not long after, Ye Fei took out a thermal box, packed the prepared things, and drove directly to the hospital.
This lasted for almost three hours. When Ye Fei arrived at the hospital, he found that besides Lu Zhijun, there was also a middle-aged man.
This man was dressed in a brand-name suit, dressed very smartly, and his hair was combed and shiny.
Lu Zhijun also didn't expect Ye Fei to come back again, and said in surprise: "You... why are you here again?"
Ye Fei raised the thermos box in his hand and said, "I just made some porridge. I think your grandma will like it."
Lu Zhijun knew how amazing Ye Fei's cooking skills were, so when she heard that Ye Fei had cooked a porridge for her grandmother and brought it over, she was filled with emotion.
"If my grandma was in good health, she would definitely like the porridge you cooked, but now... Since she fell ill, she hasn't had any water. I don't think she can eat the porridge."
At this time, the middle-aged man came over, looked at Ye Fei, and asked Lu Zhijun: "Girl, this person is..."
Lu Zhijun hurriedly introduced: "Second uncle, this is Ye Fei, brother Ye, who helped us a lot today."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man quickly stretched out his hand and said: "It turns out to be Brother Ye. Thank you so much for what happened today. I am Zhijun's second uncle, Zhu Chaoyang."
When he was excited, the names were also messed up. Lu Zhijun saw Ye Fei as brother Ye, and Zhu Chaoyang called him brother Ye Fei.
Ye Fei didn't care, shook hands with Zhu Chaoyang, and said, "You are her uncle who runs a driving school, right? Miss Lu mentioned you, and I am very happy to see you."
Lu Zhijun's second uncle, Ye Fei knew it too well. Lu Zhijun learned to drive from him, and his skills were as good as driving a bumper car. He bumped into whoever he caught. How could Ye Fei not know about such a famous person
Zhu Chaoyang exchanged a few words with Ye Fei, pointed at the thermos box that Ye Fei was carrying, and said, "What are you..."
"A little porridge, I made it. I think the old man has been sick for so long, so he should eat something to fill his stomach, so as not to go hungry."
Zhu Chaoyang sighed and said: "Brother Ye, we appreciate your kindness, but my mother is like this now... Besides, she has no appetite now and can't eat."
Just as they were talking, Niu He came over again. Seeing Ye Fei, this guy was a little unhappy.
"I said, why are you here again? The patient needs to rest now. You are making a lot of noise here and delaying the patient. What should I do? Ouch~ What is in your lunch box?"
"porridge."
"Have you made a mistake? Do you know any medical knowledge? The patient can no longer eat porridge. It is difficult for her to drink water. Now she can only use injections to supplement her nutrition. And now the patient's I have a bad stomach and am not suitable for eating at all.”
Ye Fei ignored him at all, but handed the thermos box to Lu Zhijun and said, "In that case, I will put the rice here first. If your grandma wakes up later and wants to eat, she will eat it later. If she doesn't want to eat, You can eat it, it tastes very good."
Lu Zhijun nodded quickly. Anyway, she was absolutely reluctant to throw away this porridge. Not to mention that Ye Fei had worked so hard to make it and delivered it. She was not willing to throw it away just because of Ye Fei's cooking skills.
Ye Fei handed the thermos box to Lu Zhijun and came back directly.
When I got home, I browsed online for a while, then went directly upstairs to lie down on the bed to rest.
The day had been tiring enough, and not long after Ye Fei lay down, he fell asleep in a daze.
But just when he seemed to be asleep, his cell phone suddenly rang.
Taking the phone, Ye Fei saw that it was Lu Zhijun's phone number. When he answered the call, he said vaguely: "Hey, what's wrong?"
Who would have thought that Lu Zhijun screamed immediately after seeing Ye Fei answer the phone.
"Ah, Ye Fei, Ye Fei, my grandma can eat now."
(End of chapter)