"Then please, Ms. Duan, have a seat first."
Zhang Lingchuan gestured invitingly.
"Mm-hmm."
Duan Jiawen nodded and sat down in front of Zhang Lingchuan, then stretched out her hand.
anwhile, Zhang Lingchuan began his signature pulse-taking action.
In an instant, everyone’s attention was focused on this diagnosis.
[Detecting that the host is conducting a diagnosis, system-assisted scanning is in progress...]
[Precise Detection... 2 remaining attempts.]
[Normal Detection... 1 attempt remaining today.]
[Activating Precise Detection, please wait...]
[Precise Scan rejected... Initiating Normal Scan.]
The system’s scan had activated as the pulse-taking began.
He still had one normal scan left.
For this patient with the yellow tag, he decided to try using a normal scan first.
As for the precise scan, it could be reserved for the elderly woman in the wheelchair later.
"Dr. Zhang, so how is it? Does my wife no longer have breast cancer?"
The pulse-taking continued.
Seeing a change in Zhang Lingchuan’s expression, Yu Xinggui, who fancied himself an experienced traditional Chinese dicine practitioner, asked with a sowhat confident smile.
"It seems that based on my diagnosis, I indeed cannot see any signs of breast cancer in this lady..."
Zhang Lingchuan withdrew his hand.
He answered the question.
[Patient Na: Duan Jiawen.]
[Patient Gender: Female.]
[Patient Age: 47 years.]
[Patient Condition: Slight weakness in limbs, slightly poor appetite, orange urine, low fever, itchy and sallow skin.]
[Patient Diagnosis: Jaundice, drug-induced liver damage.]
[System Note: This patient has been consuming traditional Chinese dicine containing He Shou Wu, Thunder God Vine, Shuanghuanglian, snakeberry, roasted ginkgo, ephedra, Trichosanthes root, fennel, cinnabar, centipede powder... and so on for a long ti postpartum, which has led to significant drug-induced liver damage, accompanied by mild liver failure. It is recomnded that the patient stop taking traditional Chinese dicine and actively seek hospital treatnt.]
The scan now appeared before him.
Compared to the previous case of a woman who took bezoar for two and a half years, suspecting her husband was poisoning her, he now felt the possibility of poisoning was even higher.
Look at all she’s taken; they’re all traditional Chinese dicines that can cause liver damage.
What’s more, this has already led to liver failure.
As for breast cancer, he truly didn’t see any signs of it.
Normally, even if breast cancer were cured, it should still show up in a scan, right?
Because breast cancer only reaches clinical recovery, there’s always so residual impact.
"Whoa? No more breast cancer, really!"
"6666~, so is this a high-level case, where a divine healer has appeared who can cure breast cancer?"
"Isn’t it possible that it was a misdiagnosis, aning this person never had breast cancer?"
"Yeah, breast cancer isn’t sothing that can be cured by traditional Chinese dicine thods. There was a TCM professor from the Capital University of dical Sciences who had breast cancer, and she opted for chemotherapy herself. If there were such a treatnt, wouldn’t soone like her, who’ve been in the field for so long, know about it?"
When Zhang Lingchuan ntioned he couldn’t seem to find any signs of breast cancer, the live stream imdiately split into two camps.
One part believed that a high-level expert might have really appeared.
The other part thought that traditional Chinese dicine couldn’t achieve this.
Why? Because many of them were dical students, dical professionals, and even traditional Chinese dicine practitioners.
If traditional Chinese dicine were really so powerful that it could treat breast cancer, this technique alone could qualify for the title of National dical Master.
The idea of high-level experts among the common people is quite laughable.
If soone were truly an aloof expert, why would they bother setting up Douyin and Weibo accounts and co to Dr. Zhang’s live stream to prove their innocence?
Clearly, there’s a logical issue here.
"Hahaha, Dr. Zhang, it’s precisely because you can reach over three million followers that I appreciate your honesty. If there isn’t any, there simply isn’t, unlike so who act as if acknowledging soone else’s excellence is like killing themselves!"
Hearing Zhang Lingchuan state that he didn’t see any signs of breast cancer, Yu Xinggui beca very pleased.
He imdiately laughed heartily and praised him.
There was a sense of eting a kindred spirit.
"Actually, ma’am, I’m quite curious about how you learned you had breast cancer. Was it from a hospital check-up?"
Zhang Lingchuan did not respond to this comntary from Elder Yu but turned a distinct glance toward Duan Jiawen, now thinking the likelihood of misdiagnosis was high.
"Yes, during my physical exam, there was a breast ultrasound item, and the report ntioned I had a breast nodule and swollen axillary lymph nodes, recomnding I go for a hospital check-up. Then, my husband researched and consulted a doctor friend, and they said it could be breast cancer."
Ms. Duan recalled the scene from that ti.
Then she continued speaking to Zhang Lingchuan.
"So you’re saying, the breast cancer wasn’t finally confird by the hospital?"
Upon hearing this response.
Zhang Lingchuan felt relieved.
It seed like it wasn’t even a misdiagnosis; it was just self-scaring.
Breast nodules, swollen axillary lymph nodes, etc., may be associated with breast cancer, but not necessarily.
"How could it be unconfird, the doctor said it could be breast cancer, and later my husband said there was no need to go to the hospital. He read dical books and knew how to treat it, so he used massage, acupuncture, and then I drank traditional Chinese dicine for three months. Only after over a week originally did the symptoms of breast pain and soreness in the chest, back, and waist disappear."
Ms. Duan imdiately denied it.
They had consulted a doctor friend for this.
Her husband simply claid he understood the treatnt, and that if she went to the hospital, doctors would definitely recomnd chemotherapy, so she didn’t go.
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