I'm bound to the divine medicine system

Chapter 501
The old man shook his head, and said weakly: "Chest tightness, I can't breathe all the time, it's very uncomfortable."

Mu Qingyi took the paper and wrote it down, and said: "If there are any other symptoms, please tell them together, don't miss them."

The old man said: "I'm tired all day long, I don't have much energy, and I always sweat profusely, sometimes not only chest tightness, but also chest pain." He took a breath and asked Mu Qingyi: "Doctor, do I have some terminal illness?"

Mu Qingyi wrote down the symptoms described by the old man, pointed to the hospital bed in the consultation room, and said, "You go and lie down, I'll give you an examination first, and see what's going on."

The middle-aged man hurriedly helped the old man to lie down.

During this period, no one spoke, only the second father's constant coughing was heard. The old man was obviously much more serious, and the middle-aged man was better.

Mu Qingyi walked to the hospital bed, reached out to the patient's chest, and directly scanned it with CT.

The image showed that there were obvious abnormal plaques and cavities in the old man's lungs.That is to say, there is not only inflammation in the lungs, but also tuberculosis.

Mu Qingyi frowned immediately, and her mind quickly turned, looking for a suitable treatment plan.

There is no tuberculosis medicine in her consultation room, only anti-inflammatory is useless, at most it can cure lung inflammation, it is impossible to cure tuberculosis by anti-inflammatory, you have to prescribe the right medicine.

However, she didn't have tuberculosis medicine!
So, in the traditional Chinese medicine prescription, will there be a prescription that can treat tuberculosis?

I am about to search for "ancient relics" in my mind, maybe there will be a prescription for treating this disease in "ancient relics".

Before I started looking for it, the family members at the side couldn't wait, and called out: "Mr. Mu, how is my father?"

Mu Qingyi came back to her senses, and said to the middle-aged man, "Your father's illness is somewhat complicated and contagious."

The middle-aged man's complexion changed suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he hurriedly asked, "Is it tuberculosis?" The doctor at Bai's Medical Center said that his father had tuberculosis, but he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that his father would suffer from this terminal disease, so he took his father I found Liao's Medical Center, but I didn't expect——

Mu Qingyi nodded, "It is indeed tuberculosis."

The middle-aged man's eyes turned red immediately, and tears rolled down his face.

Tuberculosis, in the eyes of the world, is a terminal illness, or a serious disease among terminal illnesses, which is contagious.

No wonder Dr. Mu suddenly put on a mask just now.

The old man took his son's hand, tears were also in his eyes, "Don't be sad, this is fate, it is fate!"

The father and son cried in each other's arms, and Doctor Yu's eyes were also red.He also suspected that the patient had a lung disease, after all, he had a severe cough, but he didn't think about tuberculosis.Until now, Dr. Mu confirmed that the patient had tuberculosis, and he didn't know what basis Dr. Mu relied on to confirm the disease. He had to ask carefully later, there must be some knowledge points he didn't know.

Mu Qingyi sat in the chair in a daze for a while.

In fact, it's not a daze, it's just flipping through the "Ancient Relics" in my mind, trying to search for relevant prescriptions.

After a while, both father and son stopped crying. Just as they were about to leave, Mu Qingyi, who was in a daze, suddenly stood up with a happy face, "Yes."

Doctor Yu was puzzled, "What?"

Mu Qingyi ignored him, turned to look at the father and son with red and swollen eyes, and said, "Consumption is not a terminal illness, you don't have to worry too much."

"What?" The father and son were stunned, forgetting to cough.

Doctor Yu was the first to come back to his senses, with a happy expression on his face, "Doctor Mu, can you really cure tuberculosis?"

As far as he knew, none of the world's famous doctors and genius doctors dared to say that they could cure tuberculosis.

At most, it would be to take some rare elixir to prolong life for a few years, but it has never been heard of a cure.

(End of this chapter)