Chapter 277 Poisoning
Chapter 277 Poisoning
Doctor Zhao stroked his graying beard and nodded, saying, "Doctor Hang is right."
"In medicine, although older people have accumulated more experience, they can also be better at medical skills."
“But not everyone is like this.”
"I heard that Miss Yun of the Yun family in the Jichun Marquis's mansion is only in her twenties, but her medical skills are comparable to those of Ouyang Yuanzheng, and she is even better in treating certain diseases."
"Your medical skills are so high that one cannot help but admire you as the descendant of Mr. Yun."
"From this we can see that things in this world cannot be generalized!"
Yun Fuling felt that Doctor Zhao's words were fair and couldn't help but feel quite favorable towards him.
She originally planned that if Wen Zhao continued to complain, she would use the fact that Doctor Zhao had not been able to cure Wen Zhiheng as an excuse to refute him.
But seeing that Doctor Zhao did not seem like the unscrupulous doctor who was in collusion with Wen Zhao, she immediately gave up this plan.
Doctor Zhao seemed to be a nice person. She came here only to form an alliance with Wen Zhiheng and get his help in exchange for curing his illness.
There is no grudge between him and Doctor Zhao, so there is no need to step on him to get to the top, ruining his reputation and making it difficult for him to survive in the industry in the future.
Wen Zhiheng said at the right time: "In that case, Doctor Hang, please come and check my pulse."
Yaoguang, the little medicine boy, was very competent. Upon hearing this, he immediately took out a pulse pillow from the medicine box and placed it under Wen Zhiheng's wrist.
Yun Fuling walked forward and sat down, raising her hand to place on Wen Zhiheng's pulse.
She tilted her head slightly, closed her eyes and listened carefully to Wen Zhiheng's pulse.
After a moment, she couldn't help but frown slightly.
Judging from Wen Zhiheng's pulse, it doesn't seem like he has a serious illness; it's clear that he has been poisoned!
But the poison he was poisoned with was a bit strange.
Judging from the pulse, it is very similar to wind-cold.
Ordinary doctors can't see anything at all and will just treat it as a cold.
If he hadn't met her, Wen Zhiheng would only have one month to live.
Seeing Yun Fuling withdraw her hand, Wen Zhao was the first to ask, "How is it?"
As soon as he said this, he seemed to realize that he was a little anxious, and immediately made up for it, "Big brother is the future and hope of our Wen family. The entire Wen family still depends on him for support. Everyone in the Wen family hopes that he will get better soon."
Yun Fuling rolled her eyes secretly and thought to herself, that’s weird.
I'm afraid the person in the entire Wen family who least wants Wen Zhiheng to be alive is you, Wen Zhao!
With Wen Zhao present, Yun Fuling knew the truth about Wen Zhiheng's poisoning, but she was afraid it would be inconvenient to tell it now.
Her mind raced, and she quickly came up with a solution.
Yun Fuling said, "The pulse is floating and tight. Judging from the pulse, it is indeed the cold evil that has entered the body and the blood vessels are stagnant."
"Doctor Zhao's previous diagnosis was not wrong."
Doctor Zhao was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Yun Fuling's diagnosis was consistent with his, but Yun Fuling changed the subject and continued:
"But this is only the first layer of appearance."
"Doctor Zhao only diagnosed the first symptom. In addition to the cold, Young Master Wen also has lung heat and phlegm, which is hidden under the cold."
At this point, Yun Fuling looked at Wen Zhiheng and asked, "Master Wen, do you have any headaches or body aches?"
Seeing Wen Zhiheng nod, she continued to ask: "Even if you drink a lot of water, you often feel thirsty, irritable at night, often wake up in the middle of the night, and have difficulty falling asleep after waking up?"
Wen Zhiheng nodded again.
"That's right, it's a case of wind-cold and lung-heat. The wind-cold is the exterior, and the lung-heat is the interior."
"If lung heat is not treated, the condition will naturally recur and become more serious."
Doctor Zhao frowned as he listened, and after obtaining Wen Zhiheng's consent, he took his pulse again.
This time, Doctor Zhao took a longer time to diagnose the patient's pulse.
However, after examining for a long time, he could only find the pulse of wind-cold, and as for lung heat, he really couldn't hear any pulse at all.
For a moment, he couldn't help but doubt his medical skills.
I thought to myself, could it be that his medical skills are really not as good as those of a young man in his early twenties?
Yun Fuling saw Doctor Zhao's expression of doubt about life and secretly said sorry in her heart.
Judging from Wen Zhiheng's pulse, it does look like the symptoms of a cold. As for lung heat and such, that was all nonsense.
As for the symptoms of headache and thirst that she asked Wen Zhiheng about, Wen Zhiheng nodded frequently because those were symptoms of poisoning.
Some of these symptoms are somewhat similar to lung heat, so Yun Fuling used the disease of lung heat as an excuse.
If she wanted to replace Doctor Zhao and become Wen Zhiheng's attending physician, she must have a reason.
Originally, the best way was to contradict Doctor Zhao and thus highlight her superior medical skills.
However, after several interactions, Yun Fuling did not want to ruin Doctor Zhao's reputation, so she changed her mind.
Her theory of the inside and outside of the disease spread out, and at most it was said that Doctor Zhao's medical skills were not good enough and he could only see the first layer of the disease but not the second layer.
Rather, he misdiagnosed the disease.
Yun Fuling saw the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone on the table beside her, so she immediately went up to pick up the pen and wrote the prescription.
She had just finished writing the prescription when Mo Shu came back holding the medicine residue.
Doctor Zhao checked the medicine residue and nodded, "This is indeed the medicine I prescribed. There is nothing in it that shouldn't be there."
Yun Fuling also stepped forward to take a look and asked, "Doctor Zhao, are you prescribing the Scallion and Seven Flavor Soup?"
Doctor Zhao saw that she recognized the prescription he had written after just two glances. After a slight surprise, a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.
He is worthy of being a member of the Hang family who learned from Mr. Yun.
A young man who is only in his early twenties already has such advanced medical skills.
I believe that within a few years, he will have a place in the medical field.
Yun Fuling handed over her prescription and said, "Doctor Zhao, what do you think of my prescription?"
Doctor Zhao took it and looked at it, and couldn't help but secretly praise it as an exquisite prescription. This prescription can cure colds and lung heat, and it is a prescription he has never seen before.
Each family’s prescriptions have always been kept closely guarded.
In some medical clinics, a prescription can even be passed down from generation to generation.
When treating patients, only the pharmacist who dispensed the medicine could understand the words on the prescription.
There are even many medical clinics that only prescribe medicine for patients but do not allow patients to take the prescription away, in order to prevent the prescription from leaking out.
But the kid from the Hang family in front of him just showed the prescription he wrote to an outsider like that.
Doctor Zhao's mood suddenly became extremely complicated.
I don’t know whether I should say that this kid from the Hang family is simple and naive, or whether I should say that the Hang family is wealthy and powerful!
Yun Fuling had no idea how complicated Doctor Zhao's mood was at the moment.
The prescription that Doctor Zhao considered very precious was nothing to Yun Fuling.
For the same disease, Yun Fuling can write down more than a dozen prescriptions for treatment.
Moreover, the prescription can be changed according to the actual situation for different patients, different family circumstances, and even in different regions.
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