Yu Xinggui heard the other side ntion that studying traditional Chinese dicine requires talent.
The whole person seed deeply resonated with this idea.
Because his theory is similar.
Studying dicine can’t just be about hard, long hours.
Sotis, you can study stubbornly for ten or twenty years and still can’t match a talented person who learns in a month.
And he considered himself to be such a talented person.
Among those who have studied for over a decade, even working for over twenty years in traditional Chinese dicine, how many dare to treat a mother’s diabetes like him?
If he succeeds.
There’s definitely no hope for him to beco one of the Seventh National dical Masters.
But by the eighth, or at latest the ninth session, he’d surely have a spot among the three National dical Masters.
He simply couldn’t understand why a National dical Master would want to take his wife’s pulse; shouldn’t it be his mother?
But since the other party requested it.
He certainly couldn’t say anything.
And a slender young male doctor beside him seed to have expected this situation.
After all, President Zhang had directly stirred the old man’s blood, always wanting to diagnose alongside him, to see who was more accurate.
Ti passed quietly.
More than two minutes later, the pulse-check ended.
Ru Jiming began to examine the patient’s face, tongue coating, while simultaneously conducting inquiries.
Another five minutes passed.
"Hmm..., although it’s hidden rather deep, if you pay a little attention, you can still notice it—jaundice, drug-induced liver injury, and slight kidney failure. Let’s have the next one."
After the pulse-check, Ru Jiming looked towards Yu Xinggui’s mother.
"Huh???"
Yu Xinggui’s face was full of questions.
Why does it seem so much like that Zhang Lingchuan? must’ve gotten it wrong!!
"Old, old sir, am I really suffering from drug-induced liver injury and kidney failure??"
While her husband was dumbfounded, Duan Jiawen also looked at Ru Jiming in shock.
That Dr. Zhang had gotten everything right!
"Our old Mr. Ru Jiming is the Vice President of Capital University of dical Sciences, top-notch in traditional Chinese dicine diagnosis, basically what he says is eight or nine out of ten likely correct. Haven’t you also done tests? You can compare once the hospital results co out. For now, let him check on your mother."
Dr. Lay-flat Man spoke to Duan Jiawen.
Poor woman.
Led astray by her husband into drug-induced liver injury, plus kidney failure.
Frankly speaking, he studied traditional Chinese dicine for eight years, now shifts bricks at the Affiliated Hospital of University of Traditional Chinese dicine, especially learning from Mr. Ru Jiming, considered a top 2 among National dical Masters, since twenty years ago when the first session selected among three and just two of that batch remain alive today.
He himself can be considered from a prestigious background in the traditional Chinese dicine circle.
With such a background.
He’s nervous even about assisting in breast cancer therapy.
Rember, just assisting makes him nervous.
This dude even directly prescribes dicine, massages, and uses acupuncture to treat his wife.
A genius, truly a genius!
Importantly, he even dares to treat his mom’s diabetes!
Without knowing what the pathology is at all, he dares to treat it!!
Ignorance is fearless.
He specifically experints with family mbers.
"Alright alright..."
Though they have doubts now.
They quieted down.
Waiting calmly for old Mr. Ru Jiming to diagnose the old lady.
Ti passed quietly.
This ti it took a whole ten minutes.
Including three minutes just for a pulse check.
Also inquired about so conditions.
"Mr. Ru, how’s my mom’s condition? Shouldn’t be anything major, right?"
They’ve waited for eleven minutes.
And saw Ru Jiming writing sothing.
Now Yu Xinggui can’t help but inquire.
"You truly are more filial than I imagined."
Ru Jiming stopped writing, sighed, and spoke to Yu Xinggui.
Jin Qiu’an, female, 74 years old.
After his inquiry, found the other had eye floaters, hypothesized kidney disease, accompanied by neuropathy, urinary infection, diabetic foot’s terminal ulcer necrosis, with infection.
Too reckless!!
Literally using his mother to practice ignorance.
"No choice since my father passed early, it’s just and my mother living together, filial piety is a given, especially since she has diabetes, I surely want her to live more years. My aim is to help her achieve a ripe old age of eighty-three or eighty-five."
Yu Xinggui revealed a smile, contented and emotional at hearing "filial piety."
Achieving recognition from a National dical Master, that’s no easy feat.
Seems his treatnt approach was right!
"I was speaking sarcastically, didn’t you catch that? With your mother’s current state, you wish to keep her till 83, even 85 years old. If she continues being ssed around by you, living till 75 is already heaven’s blessing! Still talking about 85 years! If you hadn’t stopped the dicine, maybe 83 is possible. Now if you don’t amputate, there’s at most a year’s life left—I’d resign as National dical Master for you to take over!"
Ru Jiming spoke angrily.
He was sarcastic.
Didn’t expect the other to actually think he was complinting him!
Being evil isn’t scary, what’s scary is stupidity combined with ignorance!
"What? Only a year’s life left, impossible! Did Mr. Ru Jiming get confused? My mom’s leg is in recovery, it’s supposed to grow flesh!!"
Hearing this, Yu Xinggui was entirely puzzled, and utterly unbelieving!!
"This..."
The old lady’s mood now plunged to the depths!!
"Why impossible, traditional dicine has always been a very rigorous field, not sothing you can casually practice, including self-prescribing. Additionally, treating diabetes—you can’t even discern diabetic foot’s condition, how can you be so confident? You even turned your wife into drug-induced liver injury, kidney failure, your mother is worse, both in and out there’s almost nothing healthy!"
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