"It’s like, Grandpa Chu’s body now is like a frozen river, which needs hot dicine to dispel the cold and lt, not cold dicine to make it worse."
With this explanation, everyone imdiately understood what Nianyang ant, but Chu Tianming and Yunrou were very hesitant. Although Nianyang spoke with confidence, what if her diagnosis was wrong?
After all, Grandpa Chu’s dicine was prescribed by the best hospital in Pingjing.
Western dicine prescribed cold dicine, but Nianyang wanted to prescribe hot dicine. These two treatnts are poles apart, and if wrong, wouldn’t it be adding fuel to the fire?
Could Grandpa Chu’s already frail body withstand such a risk?
Should they take the gamble?
Aunt Dong suddenly spoke up, "Sir, Madam, I think this young lady’s diagnosis is too one-sided. Traditional Chinese dicine relies solely on pulse-taking, which can’t accurately diagnose the patient’s condition. You must think twice before acting, or you might endanger Grandpa Chu!"
Nianyang raised an eyebrow, "Aunt Dong, you seem to know a bit about dical principles."
"I used to be a practitioner of Traditional Chinese dicine in our village, but I only studied with my master for a few years!"
Aunt Dong replied timidly, "So I know that Chinese dicinal herbs take effect very slowly, they can’t compare with Western dicine. Grandpa Chu’s illness can only be cured by scientific Western dicine, Chinese dicine would just be a waste of ti!"
Nianyang frowned. If Aunt Dong were truly skilled in Chinese dicine, she wouldn’t discredit it like that.
So either Aunt Dong doesn’t really understand it and is just a quack, or she knows sothing she’s not saying, trying to stop Grandpa Chu from getting better.
Cough, apologies for letting conspiracy theories get out of hand!
Aunt Dong is just a housekeeper, she couldn’t possibly want to harm Grandpa Chu!
Overthinking it.
At this mont, Grandpa Chu suddenly cried out, "Ah-ah," fixing his gaze directly on Nianyang with absolute trust in her.
Chu Tianming thought of his father, who was once full of spirit, now in ruin in his old age, living in pain every day.
If Grandpa Chu could speak, he would surely not want to live such a useless life!
Why not give it a try?
Chu Tianming looked at Nianyang, "Alright, I believe in what you say, so I entrust my father completely into your care for treatnt!"
Nianyang nodded, imdiately pulling out pen and paper, and wrote a prescription based on Grandpa Chu’s condition, handing it to Chu Tianming, "Grandpa Chu’s illness can’t be cured in a day or two, it will take a total of three months.
Each treatnt cycle is different, and later stages will require different acupuncture sessions!
This is the prescription for the early treatnt of epilepsy to dispel wind and clear the upper body, consisting of 15 types of dicinal herbs, all ground into powder and made into pills using ox gall bladder, taken twice during the day and once at night. After taking it for seven days, Grandpa Chu’s symptoms of cold extremities will ease!"
Chu Tianming noted it all down, spoke a word to Aunt Dong, and then Nianyang and Li Tingyan prepared to leave!
Grandpa Chu saw Nianyang about to leave and imdiately called out in distress.
Nianyang had no choice but to hold Grandpa Chu’s hand again and said,
"Grandpa Chu, don’t get agitated. I’m responsible for your health now; you must keep a calm mindset. If your emotions are unstable, even dicine won’t help."
Grandpa Chu gazed at Nianyang, tears suddenly slipping from his cloudy eyes.
The old man’s gaze was incredibly complex, with a thousand emotions intertwined, and Nianyang suddenly felt sothing, asking, "Grandpa Chu, do you not want to leave? If so, stay calm and let see!"
Grandpa Chu imdiately quieted down, as obedient as a cat.
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