"Drink less to rejuvenate the blood." Su Yun said, "When I was young, I drank two kilograms of liquor per meal, and nothing happened. But now it's not possible, even one kilogram is enough."
"How old are you?" the old man said contemptuously.
Su Yun laughed.
"I don't dare to drink more. Now I drink some medicated wine, one or two a meal, to relax my muscles and activate my blood circulation." The old man drank some wine, but he didn't realize that Su Yun was lying, so he fell straight into the trap.
"Medicine? What are you soaking in? Gecko? Ginseng? Or wolfberry and jujube." Su Yun's heart moved and he asked immediately.
After asking for ten minutes, I finally got close to the truth.
Before that, Su Yun asked about his usual diet, things he came into contact with, and any past history of other diseases.
Looking at it now, the impact of medicinal wine on the body cannot be ruled out. Although this possibility is less common, it is a possibility.
"You can't get a real gecko." The old man also felt a little regretful. "An old friend of mine has a tiger bone at home, and he won't do anything about it. That thing was left over decades ago, but now there's no place to go. Get it done."
"One for you and one for me are almost going to kill all the tigers. Let's save some and leave them as a thought for the children." Su Yun habitually said with disdain.
"Yes, now that I am getting older and older, I rarely even eat meat." The old man chatted happily with Su Yun, and he also showed countless kindness in his words. He sighed and said: "Whenever I eat meat, I think of... forget it. Now, let’s not talk about this. It’s also about making wine. What do you think I use to make wine?”
"Wolfberry? Usually it's this stuff. Then there's ginseng, it's very common."
"Hehe, what you said is all nonsense. Ginseng, there is no old wild ginseng in the Northeast now. Besides, after that thing becomes refined..."
"Old man, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, we will not allow people to become immortals. We want to be more scientific." Su Yundao said, "The reason for tying it with a red rope is to leave a mark in the deep mountains and old forests. Otherwise, you will really get lost there. Everyone is spreading rumors, should you? You really think you will become a spirit."
"Look at what you said, you are just joking, but you really take it seriously. Do you want to do some science popularization for me? I have eaten more salt than you have ever eaten. You little bastard, you are trying to show off in front of my old man." The old man said with disdain.
Zheng Ren thought this old man was quite interesting. Apart from being drunk, he gradually revealed his kind nature while chatting with Su Yun.
"What do you use to make wine? I'll try it when I get back."
"Teach you a good lesson, add wolfberry and star fruit."
"Carambola? What is that?" Su Yun immediately began to recall.
Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment and quickly searched for the memory of star fruit in his mind.
If I remember correctly, the culprit of interstitial nephritis should be carambola.
"Carambolas are not just ordinary carambolas, there are a lot of things to pay attention to. The most suitable temperature is 21 degrees Celsius - 22 degrees Celsius, facing north to south. This is called having a backing, and the carambola that grows will be watery. There must be a river in front of it, and the river water cannot Be anxious, if you are anxious you will take away all the Feng Shui luck."
"Stop saying a few words, this thing is feudal superstition." The old lady said unhappily.
"This is the quintessence of the Chinese nation. What kind of feudal superstition? If you don't understand, just say you don't understand." The old man said unhappily.
"Go on, why are there so many details about planting a peach tree?"
"Of course, star fruit is said in Chinese medicine to be sour and sweet, neutral in nature, and can produce fluids, relieve coughs, and reduce qi. You see, I am over seventy years old, and I usually don't do anything special. I just drink wine soaked in star fruit."
Zheng Ren turned his head, took a deep breath, then walked to the old man and said with a smile: "Old man, your illness may be caused by drinking carambola wine."
"Don't talk nonsense, I've been drinking for how many years."
"Isn't it because you have been tired recently? Your body's immune function has declined, leading to renal insufficiency."
"Doctor? Renal insufficiency?" The old lady was shocked when she heard this.
"Carambola is a good thing, but there are many cases of acute poisoning among patients with chronic renal failure seen in the hospital after eating carambola. Normal people also have problems after eating carambola. It is considered that liquor may increase the nephrotoxicity of carambola. of."
The old man was about to get angry when he was stopped by Su Yun, "Old man, you really don't believe me. You've seen so many things in the hospital. Why do you think that Dr. Zhou insists on checking you."
"Impossible, I've been drinking for so many years."
"Bet! I have a bottle of Moutai with an iron cap!" Su Yundao said.
The old man's eyes suddenly lit up.
Iron-covered Moutai... It was a stock from decades ago. It was the kind that I had only heard of but had no luck trying.
"How is it?" Su Yun asked with a smile, "Do you dare?"
"Why don't you dare! Don't leave, I'll tell you." The old man was anxious and grabbed Su Yun and said.
"It's okay, it's okay, look at my name badge." Su Yun showed Zhou Litao's name badge, "If it's okay, just come to 912 and ask me for Iron Gai Maotai."
Zheng Ren was speechless.
"Dignified 912 Emergency Department Resident Chief, can I still give you a bottle of Moutai with an iron cover? If your examination is fine, Moutai will definitely give it to you with both hands, but I want the wine your parents brewed with carambola."
"Okay!" The old man looked carefully at the nameplate on Su Yunbai's clothes and wrote down Zhou Litao's name.
Seeing that he was going to collect blood, Su Yun came to Zheng Ren with a smile and asked: "Boss, is it about Yang Tao?"
"It should be considered," Zheng Rendao, "Similar cases have been common in recent years. The patient did not take drugs such as non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drugs and antibiotics that can often cause interstitial nephritis, nor did he take other suspicious drugs such as Chinese herbal medicine. "
"Carambola itself is not toxic. A friend of mine did similar research and found that carambola may be similar to a few Chinese herbal medicines, causing allergic reactions and leading to interstitial nephritis. It may be related to individual allergic constitution."
"Well, that's probably what I mean." Zheng Ren nodded, "Allergies, allergies, these are difficult to think about."
"Is there anything else you find difficult?"
"That's right!" Speaking of this, Zheng Ren suddenly remembered the hospital-wide consultation yesterday and asked, "Has Director Lin persuaded the patient to undergo a renal biopsy?"
"It's done. The diagnosis is correct. According to what you said, increase the dosage of symptomatic drugs." Su Yun said, with some disdain: "Do you have a spectrum? Why did you just think of asking now?"
"When I'm not at home, I always feel empty and careless about what I do." Zheng Ren sighed.
"To express your loyalty, you have to do it in front of the beautiful woman. Don't expect me to send you a message from behind." Su Yun said with a smile: "Boss, how long will it take for any patient with lupus erythematosus in the gynecology department to recover? The dose of medicine you gave is too high, and Dabai also I feel a little scared.”
"You can go home in 3-5 days and a week." Zheng Ren said with certainty.