Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 319 Who says there is no “magic medicine” in the world?
From inside the room came Dr. Charlie's somewhat indifferent judgment.

Each English word is like a verdict.

"Preliminary judgment is that Mr. Zhang was infected with pneumococcus, a bacterium first discovered by Mr. Pasteur in 1881. It is clear that he is suffering from typical pneumonia. For such an old man, pneumonia is a very dangerous disease, and there is currently no good way to treat it."

"If it progresses further, a pleural effusion may need to be drained."

"You should know that for a 62-year-old man, an operation could also take his life."

Zhang Nianyue looked at the increasingly solemn expression on Bao Guowei's face and couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

Among those present, only Bao Guowei could speak English fluently.

It was difficult for Zhang Nianyue to understand this speaking speed.

"Guowei, how is the old man? Tell us quickly."

"Yes! Please translate what the Western doctor said to us."

Tang Guoli could no longer sit still, and consulted several doctors, all of whom made a verdict on Zhang Taiyan.

That's why she was in a hurry to inform Bao Guowei.

The doctor in front of me can be said to be the most powerful Western medicine doctor available.

If he has no other solution, then we will be in despair.

Bao Guowei was silent for a while and looked at Zhang Taiyan who was coughing and unable to speak on the bed.

He stood up and walked out the door without saying a word.

Everyone looked at each other, immediately understood what Bao Guowei meant, and followed him out the door.

Only Zhang Taiyan was left there humming and moaning.

"Bingwen, please speak quickly."

"Yes! Senior brother! What does Doctor Charlie mean?"

Several people looked at Dr. Charlie again. He was still talking, but even though he was speaking Chinese, no one could understand him.

Bao Guowei sighed, translated Charlie's diagnosis into Chinese, and spoke it out.

For a moment, there was silence outside the house.

Needless to say, everyone knows the dangers of pneumonia.

In this era before the discovery of antibiotics, this kind of disease basically had to be fought by the body.

Dr. Charlie mentioned the same thing just now.

"In the West, there is no specific medicine for pneumonia. All you can do is use some medicine to relieve symptoms, and then use supportive treatment, adequate rest, nutritional support, maintaining water balance, improving the living environment, etc."

However, considering Zhang Taiyan's age and the fact that he suffered from respiratory diseases, it would be very difficult for him to recover by relying on his own immunity.

Dr. Charlie also mentioned a method.

"I heard that a drug called allicin was invented in Hangzhou. This drug may have a certain effect on the infection, but there may be a way to get it now."

Hearing this, Bao Guowei's face looked a little strange.

He looked at Tang Guoli and said, "Master's wife, have you been using the allicin I sent you?"

Tang Guoli had tears on her face. She nodded and said, "Since Binglin knew that it was you who sent the medicine, he has been taking it consistently. It has some effect. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't be able to speak now."

After hearing Dr. Charlie's diagnosis, Tang Guoli felt like her body was about to collapse.

Especially after Bao Guowei came, her originally tense nerves finally allowed her to be vulnerable.

Upon learning that Zhang Taiyan had used allicin, Charlie looked at Bao Guowei with some surprise.

It seems that the family in front of me are indeed not ordinary people.

Even the most sought-after allicin can be obtained.

You know, after allicin came out, many countries listed it as a military controlled item.

If you want to get a box of allicin, it is basically impossible unless you are a state official or some important person.

Judging from the tone of the young man in front of me, obtaining allicin seems to be a very simple thing?

The more Charlie listened, the more respect he had for Bao Guowei.

He analyzed carefully and said: "In fact, the effect of allicin varies from person to person. I have read many papers on it. In order for allicin to be effective, it not only requires a high dose, but also certain conditions.

Can allicin cure pneumonia? Few people in the world have studied it. Perhaps the world's most advanced allicin can solve this problem?"

Charlie's meaning was obvious.

The efficacy of allicin is still in the experimental stage.

Bao Guowei naturally knew this. Compared with antibiotics, allicin is still much inferior.

When Hangzhou was fighting the plague, many people took allicin but it was not effective. Even if many elderly people took allicin, they still could not survive.

In short, at this age, in this era, it is like racing against death.

"Wow!"

The youngest, Zhu Jihai, was the first to give up. After walking a little further away, he sat down on the ground and started crying.

"Master cannot die! Master still has many lessons that he has not taught me! Master still has many senior brothers that he has not introduced me to! Wuuuuuuu!"

For a moment, the people standing nearby were also filled with sorrow.

Tang Guoli suppressed the sadness in her heart and looked at Bao Guowei and said.

"Bingwen, Master's wife has something to entrust to you."

Bao Guowei was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said.

"Master's wife, please feel free to speak."

"To put it bluntly, your master has reached this age, and it is only a matter of time before he passes away. Although you entered the sect relatively late, you are one of your master's most valued disciples. Do you understand that?"

Bao Guowei opened his mouth and felt his heart being pulled heavily.

He looked up at Tang Guoli, and could no longer speak.

I only heard the other party say.

"Binglin has a high fever now. If anything goes wrong, I will need your help in the future."

When Tang Guoli said this, Zhang Nianyue next to her could no longer bear it and burst into tears.

Dr. Charlie was used to such separations of life and death, but he was powerless. In this era, an elderly man who was already ill and had such severe pneumonia had basically no chance of survival unless there was a miracle.

Bao Guowei frowned, with an idea in his head, but he didn't know whether he should say it out loud.

At this time, Zhang Taiyan's hoarse voice came from the room.

"Bao Bingwen!"

"Bao Bingwen!"

"Bao Bingwen!"

Three times in a row, until he was hoarse.

Hearing the sound, everyone immediately ran into the house.

When I pushed open the door, I found that Zhang Taiyan had sat up from the bed at some point, coughing non-stop. When he saw Bao Guowei coming in, he waved at him repeatedly.

Bao Guowei came up to him and held Zhang Taiyan's hand.

The latter said with a smile on his face.

"Bingwen, it is a blessing for me to have you as my disciple. From now on, you must never give up your original intention and never forget why you are here... cough cough cough!"

Having said this, Zhang Taiyan began to cough violently again, and his originally pale face turned the color of liver.

Tang Guoli said distressedly: "Zhang Binglin, please stop talking. There is still hope. You will get better."

"OK OK."

Only after Bao Guowei helped and patted his back did Zhang Taiyan recover.

He stiffened his neck and said with a smile: "I myself have profound attainments in medicine. How could I not know my own situation?"

Zhang Nianyue was so angry at the old man that she laughed. She said angrily, "You stinky old man, it's already this hour and you're still going crazy."

"Hahahaha! That's why I am Zhang Binglin!"

Zhang Taiyan laughed hoarsely on the bed.

Then he looked at Bao Guowei again, and with his blurred eyes, he seemed to see his whole life passing by before his eyes.

He is bohemian, unruly and fearless. He thinks his life has been eventful, but what he is most proud of is the boy in front of him.

He took a deep breath and felt better, and he couldn't help but say it with great nostalgia.

"Once upon a time, I met that ignorant boy in Hangzhou, but it seems like it was just yesterday. I didn't expect that you have become a famous young writer both at home and abroad. I have never walked your path, and you don't need to learn from me, Zhang Binglin. Walk your own path and stick to it."

Zhang Taiyan's words were so moving that everyone else in the room shed tears, even Dr. Charlie who was standing nearby couldn't help but be moved.

But Bao Guowei seemed to be struggling for a long time, and finally raised his hand to stop Zhang Taiyan from continuing.

He spoke to Zhang Taiyan with a serious look on his face.

"Sir, don't worry. There may still be hope. Who says there is no cure for pneumonia in this world?"

(End of this chapter)