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There were three people in the house, an old man with all white hair but a sturdy body, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a middle-aged man with an expressionless and cold expression.

The old man seemed to give people a sense of peace, but there was a hint of imperceptible sharpness in the peace, rigid and soft.

Obviously, this old man is by no means an ordinary person, but a habit cultivated in a high position for a long time, even if he deliberately constrained, intentionally or unintentionally, it will reveal the majesty.

The young man, sitting in a wheelchair, seemed to be sick, but his upper body was straight and his eyebrows had an aura that a hot-blooded man could have, so Chen Xin guessed that he was mostly a soldier.

As for the middle-aged man, he should be a bodyguard, and the figure that flashed by just now should be him.Although Chen Xin didn't fight him, he felt a sense of danger in his eyes.

"Lao Lei, this is the little genius doctor Chen Xin I introduced to you."

Zhang Changyi smiled and introduced Chen Xin: "Chen Xin, this is Lao Lei from Beijing and his grandson Lei Wanjun. Lei Lao's trip is mainly to treat Lei Wanjun."

With hopeful eyes, Lei Lao and Lei Wanjun dimmed as soon as they saw Chen Xin, hum from their nostrils, and then disappeared, not even giving up their seats. Chen Xin couldn't help frowning, feeling a little unhappy. .

These two obviously look down upon themselves!

Even if you look down on yourself, you should maintain the most basic etiquette. What does it mean to be indifferent?

Just about to walk away, several doctors in white coats walked in, headed by Dean Wen of the hot spring sanatorium.

Dean Wen carried a beer belly and smiled, "Lao Lei, I am the dean of the spa sanatorium. On behalf of all the medical staff in the spa sanatorium, I wish Lei Lao good health and all the best!"

Then there are a lot of unnutritious routines.

A faint look of boredom flashed in Old Lei's eyes, and he said faintly: "Dean Wen, for this period of time, Wanjun and I will bother you in the nursing home."

"Lao Lei is polite, it is our duty to take care of every guest!"

Old Lei’s tone was neither salty nor light, but Dean Wen already had a smile on his face. He turned and pointed to a doctor with glasses behind him who looked rather arrogant and said, “Lao Lei, this is my specialty from the military area. The neurology expert invited, Dr. Shen, let Dr. Shen help Colonel Lei take a look?"

This old Lei’s identity is very unusual, so this time Dean Wen specially invited neurology expert Dr. Shen from the military area to please Lei.

A big person like Lei Lao, just say something, he is not far from Feihuang Tengda.

Unexpectedly, Lao Lei shook his head and said: "No, it's ankylosing spondylitis that is extremely rare, and it is in the advanced stage. I don't expect it to be cured. I only hope that more hot springs can relieve his pain.

As soon as Lei’s old saying was spoken, Dean Wen’s smile instantly froze on his face. Dr. Shen was invited by him at a high price, and now he refused to look at it. What’s the matter?

And Dr. Shen's original arrogant expression suddenly changed and immediately became unsightly.

Dr. Shen was unwilling to be driven away in this way, so he generously stated, "Lao Lei, I dare not say that I am unique in neurology, but I am quite successful. Lao Lei is so pessimistic, it is not conducive to the recovery of the patient! "

Dean Wen also took the opportunity to say: "Yes, Mr. Lei, it's man-made, maybe it can be cured!"

Old Lei groaned for a while and nodded: "Okay, please tell Dr. Shen about Wanjun's situation!"

Before Dr. Shen came, he had done enough homework, and Lei Wanjun had seen all the examinations. At this time, he pushed his glasses confidently and talked freely:

"Preliminary physical therapy for ankylosing spondylitis, such as hot springs, massage, etc., can effectively promote local blood circulation, relax muscles, facilitate free movement of joints, maintain normal functions to the greatest extent, and prevent bone deformities."

"But in the middle and late stages, spinal neuropathy develops, which in turn leads to complications in the legs and shin. Ordinary physiotherapy is no longer effective!"

"How should it be treated?"

Hearing what Dr. Shen said was blunt, Lei couldn't help asking.

"Conservative treatment, the use of drugs to control the continued development of the disease, prevent the further occurrence of complications, and ensure the safety of the patient's life is the primary goal."

Dr. Shen said very positively.

"What do you mean?"

Old Lei frowned slightly.

"That's... Use drugs to slow down the disease, and when it is a last resort, perform amputation... to ensure the safety of the patient's life!"

Dr. Shen said.

"No, I don't want to amputate my limbs, if that's the case, I would rather die!"

Lei Wanjun, who had been silent, suddenly became excited.

Lei Lao sighed, and slowly said with an extremely lonely expression: "Wanjun, maybe this is fate, you...accept fate!"

For Lei Wanjun's illness, Lao Lei can say that he has invited countless famous doctors, only to get disappointed again and again, and he is a little numb.

At this time, Zhang Changyi said without losing the opportunity: "Old Lei, Chen Xin's medical skills are very good. Would you like to let him see it?"

Zhang Changyi recommended Chen Xin again, which made Lao Lei a little surprised, "Lao Zhang, he is so young, what is his ability to make you admire him so much?"

Originally, when Zhang Changyi recommended Chen Xin, Lei Lao and Lei Wanjun were still very excited. They could be admired by a generation of genius doctors. They must be extraordinary medical skills. As a result, they were a young man in his twenties. They were immediately disappointed. The old saying is exaggerated.

Zhang Changyi stretched out a thumb and said with a smile: "Lei old man, don't look at him as young, this is definitely the medical skill. I am ashamed in some respects!"

Lao Lei nodded and said, "Well, let him see it!"

At this time, the doctor Shen was anxious when he heard it. Lei Lao meant that he did not trust his medical skills, so he chose to let Chen Xin see. Isn't this slap him in the face?

He is an expert in neurology and has published many papers in well-known medical journals across the country. He is even more authoritative in ankylosing spondylitis.

Looking at Chen Xin at a young age, wearing an individual shirt and big trousers, he didn't look like a doctor at all, so he snorted and asked like a bullet: "Young man, which school did you graduate from?" Which major? How many papers have been published? Can you treat ankylosing spondylitis?"

"I just graduated from Eagle City Medical College. I studied Chinese medicine and I haven't published a paper."

Chen Xin said lightly.

Dr. Shen and the experts and professors behind him heard that he had graduated from Eagle City Medical College and was a Chinese medicine doctor. They were immediately full of disdain, and Dr. Shen sarcastically said:

"It turned out to be a'high-achieved student' who graduated from a third-rate school. He still studied Chinese medicine. Chinese medicine is a bluff. Can you believe that?"

Those other experts also lost the opportunity to express themselves:

"Young people should keep their feet on the ground and don't make mistakes!"

"Yes, ankylosing spondylitis is an intractable disease, but it's not a headache. Just get two pairs of herbs and fool them!"

"Traditional Chinese medicine theories are pseudo-sciences that cannot withstand the test, so you can't believe it!"

Another group of people who look down on Chinese medicine, Chen Xin raised his brows, and said: "I don't know if Chinese medicine is bluffing, but...I can really treat ankylosing spondylitis!"

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