I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 399 Checking up on Grandpa

In fact, with Xia Qingdai's current level and the pulse-taking cheat brought by the power of faith, she can also give her grandfather a physical examination herself.

But how can I put it? After all, she had only studied medicine for a short time, and sometimes even if she detected something wrong with the body, she still had a hard time making an accurate diagnosis.

After all, the power of faith has given her the ability to "know why", but as for why it is so, that requires the accumulation of medical knowledge over time.

Du Zhong is much better than her in this regard. He is not only a genius, but also very hardworking. He has read more journals than she has.

It would be fine if we didn't know each other, but now that we have a good relationship, why not ask him for help! Sometimes being good at bothering others is also a way to get closer to them.

After all, you asked him for help, so you have to show some appreciation. The more you interact with him, the closer your relationship will be.

Although Xia Qingdai has no work experience yet, she has a lot of emotional intelligence in this area as she has depended on her brother since childhood.

"Thank you."

Du Zhong took it, took a sip casually, and put it back on the coffee table.

He was still as cold as ever, looking like a flower on the mountain top. But in fact, he was only cold on the surface, but he was very warm inside.

Otherwise, he would not have arrived at Xia Qingdai's door half an hour after her call. After all, it takes half an hour to commute from the doctoral dormitory of Jiangda University to Jiangshan Yujing Community!

That is to say, the moment Du Zhong received Xia Qingdai's call, he set out. This shows how much he cares about her.

Before Du Zhong came, Aunt Wu Qing'e had heard from Xia Qingdai many of his wonderful diagnoses. When she saw him in person, she looked at him for a while and clapped her hands and said, "This little boy is so good-looking, he has the face of a rich and powerful man!"

When an elder praised him like this, even though Du Zhong was used to hearing compliments, he still smiled politely and thanked him.

The second grade kid from Xia Qingdai's second cousin's family buried his head in his mother's body, secretly looking at the handsome older brother from time to time, and whispered to his mother: "Mom, older brother is so handsome."

"Yes, it looks good."

The second cousin looked at her cousin, then at the handsome young man in front of her. Thinking back to the basketball player Yan Shixian she saw the day before, she silently picked a boyfriend for her cousin.

I feel that no matter which of these two is my cousin's husband, they would be a perfect match!

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, it turns out that people still have to study hard to enter a different class. Just the two boys she met in the past two days, how could ordinary people get in touch with them.

Take Eucommia ulmoides for example. I had the chance to meet him only because my little cousin was admitted to Jiangnan University.

"Junior Sister Xia, are we going to start the examination?" After exchanging a few simple pleasantries with Xia Qingdai's relatives, Du Zhong couldn't wait to get down to business.

It's not that he doesn't want to interact with people, but there are too many people in the living room. He doesn't know any of them, so it's awkward to just sit there, and chatting is really not his forte.

I could hear their whispers clearly in my ears, and I felt ashamed, so I picked up the teacup again and drank tea to avoid talking.

He got full marks in doctor-patient communication, but that course is aimed at patients, not friends and family. Being fangirled by someone you know is more embarrassing than being stared at by someone you don't know.

After hearing what Du Zhong said, Xia Qingdai immediately said, "Okay, let's get started now. Just like before, you do the physical examination first, I'll take your pulse, and then we'll summarize and discuss, how about that?"

The two of them are the real combination of Chinese and Western medicine. Xia Qingdai's current half-bottle of Chinese medicine knowledge and full bottle of "pulse-taking" ability are particularly suitable for communicating with Du Zhong. Du Zhong put down the teacup and stood up.

Grandpa Xia cooperated and lay down on the bed in the guest bedroom. Du Zhong took out alcohol gel from his pocket and disinfected his hands. Then he took out the noise-canceling earplugs and put on a folding stethoscope.

In fact, with his hearing, he can hear clearly with or without a stethoscope. But wearing one makes the patient feel more professional, so he chose to wear it.

There are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames. The reputation of Eucommia's humanoid ultrasound has spread more and more in the hospital, and even outside the hospital, so his physical examination level is really not just talk.

About ten minutes later, Du Zhong finished examining Grandpa Xia's whole body, stood aside with an unchanged expression, and took out the alcohol gel and handed it to Xia Qingdai.

Without him saying anything, Xia Qingdai understood that it was her turn to take the stage.

She moved a stool, took out the pulse pillow, took the alcohol gel and disinfected it, then placed three fingers on Grandpa Xia's pulse, closed her eyes, and activated her internal Qi to "look within."

Last year, she "saw" that grandpa had pulmonary effusion, and her uncle promptly took grandpa to the hospital for treatment. A year later, another examination revealed that the lung meridian was blocked.

Fifteen minutes later, Xia Qingdai withdrew her true energy, stood up, exchanged glances with Du Zhong, and then said, "Let me tell you first, there is a problem with the hand Taiyin lung meridian, and it is suspected that there is fluid in the lungs."

The more she learned and the more she understood, Xia Qingdai no longer dared to draw conclusions as confidently as she did when the bottle was shaking a year ago, and she became more cautious in her choice of words.

Du Zhong affirmed Xia Qingdai's statement, but his "ultrasound" was more intuitive than Xia Qingdai's "internal observation of the meridians".

Therefore, in addition to pulmonary edema, he also gave other more detailed physical examination contents, such as some small nodules in Grandpa Xia's body and a lot of feces in the large intestine.

"Oh, what should we do if there is a nodule?" My aunt became nervous when she heard this.

Earlier this year, her cousin had a physical examination in the hospital and was diagnosed with a ground-glass nodule in his lung. He underwent minimally invasive surgery on the doctor's advice.

Now Wu Qing'e is a little panicked when she hears that her father also has nodules.

Xia Qingdai quickly comforted him, "It's okay, it's okay. I've checked it out. It's not a big problem. It's mainly water in the lungs that needs treatment. It's not a big deal."

"Oh, I'm glad you're okay!" Wu Qing'e patted her chest. "I can't afford to be scared when I'm old."

"Yeah, it's just a small problem, don't worry too much."

"Dad still has a lot of feces in his stomach. Does he need some laxative?" asked my aunt.

"Ah, this is also easy. I'll take grandpa to the Chinese medicine clinic at the entrance of the community to get some Chinese medicine for conditioning." Xia Qingdai said with a smile, "That's what my master prescribed."

"Your master?" Wang Jun, who had been silent and trying to reduce his presence, asked in surprise, "Qingdai, have you become my disciple?"

Although he studied Western medicine, he has also heard about the relationship between teachers and students in Chinese medicine. Compared with Western medicine teaching, Chinese medicine is more traditional, and the relationship between teachers and students is closer.

There was nothing to hide from her relatives, so Xia Qingdai told them directly about her apprenticeship to Mr. Liang. However, she did not elaborate on how great Mr. Liang was, nor did she mention his status as an academician.

Even so, she was still praised by her relatives. In contrast, Wu Qing'e was even more disgusted with her son Wang Jun.

Wang Jun, who was shot in the knee by an arrow, expressed his helplessness! The appearance of these two evildoers gave his family the illusion that it was easy to study medicine and become a disciple.