"Master Yan, when did you start having this headache?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Two months ago." Master Yan rubbed his head gently and said distressedly: "It hurts two or three times a day, and it's very severe every time."
Zheng Ren stood up, walked behind Master Yan, and asked, "Did it happen after you coveted the secret?"
"Yes. I had known that the secret must not be leaked. I was wrong at first glance. I didn't expect that I was wrong." Master Yan smiled bitterly and said to Su Yun: "The skills of Dayan are fifty, and their uses are ninety-nine. Zheng Boss, you are the only one left."
"Let me rub it for you to see if it feels better." Zheng Ren said with a smile.
The young man behind Master Yan glanced at Zheng Ren in surprise, but found no hostility in him, so he didn't say anything.
"Trouble." Master Yan said, "You are Boss Zheng's assistant."
"Haha." Zheng Ren didn't want to lie, so he could only hehe to get rid of this sentence.
Putting his hands on Master Yan's temples, Zheng Ren immediately felt something strange.
Glancing at Su Yun, the two looked at each other, and Su Yun nodded.
"Master Yan, please tell me about your symptoms." Su Yundao said.
Zheng Ren pressed his fingers slightly, but the position was not at the temple, but slightly lower and a little further to the side.
Master Yan felt comfortable and his headache was much relieved.
His body softened a little, and after a few seconds he said: "That day I looked at the future with my celestial eyes, and saw that Song Moji was in a bloody disaster. After hesitating for a long time, I wrote a letter to her."
"Aren't you enemies?" Su Yun was surprised.
"Any enemy is just a rumor passed down in the world." Master Yan said, "Uncle Song and I had a small conflict in the past, but it did not affect our previous friendship. He only has such a bloodline. If I don't help, he can still be relied on. who."
"Me." Su Yun was already into the drama, with a smile on his lips, full of character.
"That's right, it's up to you, Boss Zheng."
"Tell me about your illness." Su Yun said.
"At a glance, there will be problems, but I have my own way to solve them. But if the secret is revealed, it is different." Master Yan said: "So from the day I started writing, I had a splitting headache and my eyes soon became blind. ”
"When did you go to Johns Hopkins?"
"My son asked me to go, he had to do what I wanted, and it would be in vain." Master Yan said: "The result was just as I expected, it was useless. I refused some examinations directly, and it was a mess. It took three to five days to check the things.
trouble. "
"Then please predict whether I can cure your illness." Su Yun looked at Master Yan, the smile on his lips getting thicker and thicker.
Chu Huainan and Song Ying looked at each other, confused.
These secret things feel so magical when Master Yan tells them from his own mouth.
Song Ying would definitely not believe what Master Yan said directly.
But the information he received corroborated with Master Yan's words, and there was no discrepancy between them.
Words can deceive people, but the changes in the color of the eyes and pupils cannot be hidden. Coupled with the subsequent examination at Johns Hopkins, the time point coincided with Master Yan's oral description.
That's probably what he said.
As for the matter of coveting the secret and leaking it to Song Mo Ai, Song Ying was still dubious. But after thinking about it twice, I couldn't find any flaws. If we insist on saying that there is a flaw, it is also a matter of coveting the secret that leads to blindness.
Master Yan smiled slightly and said: "I just came to see you, and I didn't want to treat my eyes. This is a punishment from heaven for revealing the secrets of heaven. How could you..."
"The diagnosis is very clear." Zheng Ren suddenly said: "We can try to treat it. Time has been delayed a lot, but there is still hope now."
Su Yun smiled.
"Is it diabetic eye disease?" Master Yan said calmly.
"No, the diagnosis from Johns Hopkins Hospital is wrong." Zheng Ren said.
"..." Su Yun was startled for a moment. He originally thought that Zheng Ren had some other ways to solve diabetic eye disease, but he didn't expect that his boss directly denied the diagnosis from Hopkins Hospital.
The inspection report I read on the car was clearly written and there should be no problems with the diagnosis.
"Boss, what do you mean?" Su Yun stopped acting and asked directly.
Master Yan was stunned.
"It's not diabetic eye disease, it's giant cell arteritis." Zheng Rendao, "The pulse of the temporal artery is weakened and the local blood supply is insufficient. Go to the hospital to do a vascular color Doppler and you can make a definite diagnosis. Master Yan, who was working at Johns Hopkins University at the time Si, why didn’t you do the relevant inspection?”
"Are you really Boss Zheng?" Master Yan asked in shock.
Could it be that I saw it wrong? It was then that he suddenly realized that this might be the case.
"Yeah." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "I don't think the doctor over there would ignore such an examination. It was you who refused."
"Yes, I don't think it's necessary. After doing it for a long time, it ended up being diabetes. I took care of myself and controlled it well." Master Yan said stubbornly: "The fat one makes people feel hot inside, and the sweet one makes people full, so it's The overflow of Qi turns into quenching thirst.”
"It is true that the fire of Mingmen is weak, and then Gui Fu can be used. The kidney water can nourish the deficiency of true yin, purge the evil of heart fire, and relieve the deficiency of body fluid in the heart."
Master Yan has a strong theory of Chinese medicine. Zheng Ren knows that people tend to be a little stubborn when they get older and find it difficult to accept new things.
He has been exposed to traditional Chinese medicine since he was a child, and it is indeed difficult to believe in Western medicine.
"Your blood sugar is really well controlled." Zheng Ren didn't refute. This kind of old man has the most stubborn temper. Moreover, the understanding of the entire world has been fixed. Whatever he says, just follow it.
If it really involves diagnosis, treatment, and examination, it's never too late to persist.
"Why don't you refute?" Master Yan asked.
"The control is really good. You are 84 this year. When I reach your age, I will be satisfied to have such a good body." Zheng Ren said: "Since the effect is good, why should I refute?"
Master Yan gently rubbed the purple clay pot with his right thumb, as if he was deep in thought.
"But your eye disease does not come from diabetes, but from giant cell arteritis. This disease often invades large blood vessels, and some patients will have irreversible eye disease. The sooner you treat it, the better the recovery will be." Zheng Ren continued. .
Chu Huainan and Song Ying looked at each other, and Song Ying asked: "Boss Zheng, can it be cured?"
"You can give it a try. It has been delayed for two months and the best time for treatment has been missed. Whether it can be recovered or not, I dare not say now."
"This is a natural punishment. It doesn't mean anything if it can't be cured." Master Yan still insisted on his point of view.
"Heaven's punishment is heaven's punishment, but it has to be cured." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "You are in such good health. The pain in your head can be relieved by regulating the blood supply. I guess there is a high possibility that it can be cured."
After saying that, he added, "It's always right to give it a try."