The Sweetest Medicine

Chapter 132: Insomnia is also a disease

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After Yu Gangan looked at it carefully, he withdrew his hand to feel the pulse and said softly: "Old sir, your condition is a little serious..."

The old man was a little surprised. Although the expression on his face remained unchanged, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Chen Zhenghe, a man in military boots, with thick eyebrows like axes, immediately raised his eyebrows. He excitedly interrupted Yu Gangan's words and said loudly: "How is that possible? That's nonsense."

Yu Gangan looked at him in shock: "..."

She just talked about the condition she was diagnosed with, and she hasn't finished talking yet, so why should she be scolded for talking nonsense.

If they were not sick, why would they come to her hospital

With enough to eat and nothing to do, why don't you take a day trip to the medical center

The old man raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Zhenghe gently, without saying anything.

Chen Zhenghe stood up straight subconsciously, like a soldier, with his abdomen drawn in and his chest raised. He realized that his words and deeds just now were too extreme, and he immediately apologized to Yu Gangan: "I'm sorry, Doctor Yu."

Yu Gangan curled his lips, wanting to smile but unable to do so: "It doesn't matter, I can see that you care about this old gentleman and don't want to believe that he is sick, but his condition is really serious. …”

Once again not letting Yu Gangan finish his words, Chen Zhenghe said: "The old man goes to bed early and gets up early every day, and he exercises diligently. He has always been in good health. He rarely even catches a cold. He had an experience last week and there was no problem. , Why did Dr. Yu say that the old man's illness is serious?"

The old gentleman nodded slowly while listening, and looked at Yu Gangan to ask for the reason: "..."

Yu Gangan: "..."

You didn't know you were sick, but you came to make an appointment with her

She spread her hands speechlessly and asked: "Since you two think you are not sick, why did you come to me? I am a doctor."

At first glance, Chen Zhenghe seems to be an honest and strong man with a really cool personality.

I was a little embarrassed for a moment.

The old man smiled and said: "Who said you can't come to see a doctor if you are not sick? And haven't you diagnosed me as sick now? But I eat well every day, sleep soundly, have a rosy face, am full of energy, and move quickly. It’s not like he’s terminally ill.”

Yu Gangan corrected him: "Old sir, I didn't say you were terminally ill, I just said you were a little bit seriously ill."

The old gentleman asked: "Does it make a difference?"

"Of course there is a difference. A terminal illness means that the condition is so serious that it cannot be cured, and you are a little bit seriously ill, which means it can be cured." Yu Gan smiled helplessly.

After a pause, she added, "Also, did you really sleep well?"

The old gentleman's expression was slightly startled, and his gaze on Yu Gangan's face deepened, "Then tell me what kind of disease I have."

Yu Gangan looked at the old gentleman and said slowly: "The old gentleman has red eyes, a bitter mouth, a red tongue with yellow coating, and a wiry and rapid pulse. This is due to long-term insomnia."

Chen Zhenghe, a thick-brained person, couldn't understand such words. "What do you mean? What kind of disease is this?"

"It means that the old gentleman has severe insomnia and has not been able to have a good night's sleep in many years. You should be very familiar with the old gentleman, so you must know that the old gentleman has insomnia, is irritable and irritable, and often cannot control his temper. .”

Yu Gangan said it again in a very easy-to-understand way.

Chen Zhenghe understood it as soon as he heard it.

His temples beat rapidly a few times, and he looked at Yu Gangan in shock.

(End of chapter)