This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 337
As for Zhu Minyan, we can't be in a hurry for this 2 minutes, we must get Zhu Fanzhong done now.

After Wu Buwei brought the medicine, it cooled down a bit, and with the help of the nurse, he fed Zhu Fan again.

When Du Heng took the first spoonful of medicine, he showed a smile.

Effective cases 863/1000.

+1, sure works.

Looking at the sudden increase in the number, Du Heng suddenly thought that if he treats that chronic disease himself, the number of effective cases will be added.

But acute abdomen and critical illness cannot be cured with one prescription. During the whole process, several prescriptions must be changed.

For example, Li Qiuhua changed her prescription more than three times.

If, in the treatment of acute abdomen and critical illness, my first drug worked and the number of effective cases increased, but in the follow-up treatment, the wrong drug was used, which made the patient's condition worse or died, Will the increased effective cases be reduced?

Thinking about it in this way, what if the case happens to reach the number that can receive the reward, and I happen to be stuck with this number to receive the reward, then when the number of cases decreases, what will happen to the reward I get?
Was it taken back?
It's interesting to think so.

But Du Heng was not going to experiment, and of course he couldn't, otherwise his head would probably be smashed to pieces.

While everyone was still worried about Zhu Fanzhong who had finished drinking the medicine, Du Heng showed a smile on his face, let the three new doctors take care of him, and called Wu Buwei to walk to the backyard together.

Wu Buwei took two quick steps, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, do you leave this side alone?"

"Forget about it for now, remember to feed the medicine every two hours in the future, don't stop in the middle."

"Is there anything to pay attention to?"

"If Zhu Fan starts to have a bowel movement again, remember to remove the thenardite. By the way, do you know what the thenardite is for?"

Wu Buwei's walking posture stiffened for a moment. Since he finished the practice exam, Du Heng hasn't asked himself such a question for a month.This question was suddenly asked, and I really didn't react, but this feeling is great!

Of course, this is just his own idea, if Du Heng knows, he will definitely give him the word "change tai".
Wu Buwei froze slightly, and immediately said, "Sauer's salt, a mineral medicine, tastes salty, bitter, and cold in nature, has the effects of purging and laxative, moistening dryness and softening hardness, clearing fire and reducing swelling, mainly used..."

"Okay, okay." Du Heng interrupted Wu Buwei, "Tell me about its taboos."

"Pregnant women should use it with caution." Wu Buwei remembered that he was still very familiar with it.

Unexpectedly, Du Heng asked again, "Is there any more?"

Are there any more?
Wu Buwei was dumbfounded, he only remembered these.

Du Heng didn't say anything, just continued to walk forward, "Then Glauber's salt, sulfur, and trigonum can't be used together. If Glauber's salt and sulfur are used together, it can cause severe intestinal spasms and diarrhea, and even sulfide poisoning.

The silicon dioxide, calcium oxide, and volatile oil contained in the trigonum may have a chemical reaction with Glauber's salt, thereby changing the properties of the two drugs.

Although these things are things that Chinese medicine practitioners must master, as a doctor who prescribes prescriptions, if you don’t know them, it would be very shameful if the prescriptions are returned by the pharmacy.If the pharmacist doesn't pay attention, there may be a big problem.

Therefore, you should rule out such uncertain things, and don't hope that others will seriously review them. "

Wu Buwei nodded, "I made a note of Senior Brother."

"By the way, what do you think of the three newcomers?" Du Heng changed the subject.

Wu Buwei didn't answer in a hurry, and walked slowly behind Du Heng, until a few seconds later he said, "It's almost the same as me half a year ago."

Du Heng laughed lightly, and looked back at Wu Buwei, "What do you mean being the same as you half a year ago?"

Wu Buwei also laughed, and now it was just the two of them, and they didn't have any scruples, and said directly, "Doctor Han is better, after all, he has been working for a few years, but the other two are the same as me half a year ago. Almost, it can be said that everything is half-knowledge.”

"Hey, what do you mean, you are very powerful now?"

"So-so, better than them, enough."

While talking, the two walked to the door of the ward in the backyard.

When they entered the door, the two put away their smiling faces.

When they arrived in the ward, Du Heng and the two had a tacit understanding and didn't mention Zhu Fanzhong, they just wanted Zhu Minyan's examination report.

After reading all of Zhu Minyan's medical records and inspection reports, Du Heng and the two took a breath of air.

From the beginning of the period, there was only a hard object the size of a small soybean, and it took only one month to become what it is now.

The progression of the disease was too rapid.

Du Heng and the two took a deep breath, and they both understood that in this situation, even if the girl received chemotherapy and radiation therapy, it probably wouldn't last long, and the development was too fast.

In addition, chemotherapy injuries and radiation therapy are really harmful, which may accelerate the development of the disease again.

Du Heng had a rough idea, so he started his own inspection.

The left neck tumor was the size of a fist, and had spread down to the left supraclavicular fossa. It was uneven and hard to the touch.

On the right side are six lumps the size of a thumb, connected in a series, also hard to the touch.

When the clothes were lifted, it was similar to Du Heng's guess. There were hard objects the size of jujube pits in the armpits and groin where there were more lymphatic distribution.

Du Heng behind the mask exhaled softly, sat on the bedside to check his pulse, and then looked at the coating of his tongue.

The fur is thick and greasy yellow, the middle root is black and dry, and the six veins are heavy, slippery and solid.

The tongue can be light or red, but black is the color that all doctors of Chinese medicine do not want to see; its appearance indicates that the condition has reached a very dangerous point.

Judging from the pulse condition, it is even worse, three or four pulses, what a mess it has become.

But fortunately, Zhu Minyan's illness was short and she did not receive radiation therapy or chemotherapy. She is still healthy enough to withstand fierce attacks.

Strong medicine is used for serious illness, and it is impossible to support it without a healthy body.

"Zhu Minyan, can you talk?"

Zhu Minyan on the hospital bed nodded slightly.

"How are you feeling now?"

"My head hurts a lot, like someone hit me on the head with a hammer, and my chest is also stuffy, and it takes a lot of time to breathe."

When Zhu Minyan was speaking, Du Heng could smell a strong stench wearing a mask, but the thin layer of mask couldn't stop it at all.

"Did you urinate well? How many times have you had it today?" Du Heng didn't dare to make unnecessary movements, but stood up and asked again.

Maybe Zhu Minyan is a girl who is shy to answer such a question, or maybe she has difficulty breathing and doesn't want to answer, so her mother said, "The child hasn't had a bowel movement for five days, and the urination is so pitiful."

"Have you ever observed what it's like to pee?"

"The color is very dark, like overnight tea, it's almost black, and the taste is very strong."

Du Heng was silent for a while, "Let the child rest for a while, and let's discuss the child's treatment plan. If there is anything wrong, you can call our nurse or doctor directly."

"Well, I see."

After leaving the ward, Du Heng took off his mask and enjoyed the pleasure of breathing freely.

This kind of discriminatory action is wrong, but really, Zhu Minyan's bad breath just now is really a bit suffocating.

In the office, Du Heng asked Wu Buwei, "Buwei, what is the result of your argument?"

Wu Buwei sat silently on the chair, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "I can't argue, and the result of the argument feels wrong."

"Tell me what you think is best."

Wu Buwei thought for a while, "phlegm, poison and blood stasis."

Du Heng held a pen in one hand and a prescription in the other. After Wu Buwei finished speaking, he continued, "It's basically consistent with my dialectic. It is a severe disease that blocks the air mechanism and blinds the gods."

Wu Buwei also quietly let out a sigh of relief, he has really improved.

The joy just rose in my heart, and I was immediately suppressed by myself. Looking at Du Heng, I asked seriously, "Brother, what method are you going to use?"

Du Heng didn't rush to answer this question, but instead asked Wu Buwei a question, "Buwei, have you read the stomach cancer prescription I prescribed in Provincial First?"

Wu Buwei nodded, Du Heng's treatment outside, every time he came back, he would send back a copy from the provincial one.

Every time Wu Buwei needs to sort out the things that come from him, he helps Du Heng sort out the prescription for stomach cancer, which he has studied repeatedly for a long time.

"Brother I know. Didn't you say that the last patient with stomach cancer the day before yesterday was cured after drinking your prescription. Do you still want to use the prescription from last time?"

Du Heng nodded lightly, "That's right, I'm still going to use this prescription, and use strong medicine for serious illnesses. The speed at which Zhu Minyan's condition develops doesn't give us time to take it easy."

Du Heng tapped the table lightly with a pen, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "This prescription has a miraculous effect on nourishing yin and reducing phlegm, attacking toughness and dispelling stagnation, breaking blood and detoxifying, as long as it is slightly adjusted, it can continue to be used in Zhu Minyan's body." body."

After a slight pause, Du Heng's voice has turned into a muttering, "Bloated seaweed, raw licorice, wood turtle seeds, vinegar turtle shell... No, this prescription alone is not enough, and the medicine is not strong enough."

Wu Buwei knew that Du Heng was not talking to him at this meeting, but he was just thinking for himself, so he sat quietly on the side, not daring to disturb him in the slightest.

Du Heng muttered for a long time, tapped the pen in his hand, and tapped the table very rhythmically.

Suddenly, Du Heng's eyes lit up, "By the way, it's enough to mix it with the sputum rolling phlegm pills. The sputum is strong and can produce phlegm; Inject Qi; this time, it will definitely attack the fortified joints and sweep away the blood poison."

After clearing his mind, Du Heng immediately began to write the formula.

Of course, the dosage is still as high as before, and there are many more toxic medicinal materials.

After finishing writing, Du Heng picked it up and read it carefully twice. After confirming that there were no mistakes, he stretched out his hand and handed it to Wu Buwei.

(End of this chapter)