Chapter 322 Treatment
"Zhou Hao!" The old man called his name majestically, and then apologized to the doctor, "I'm sorry, this child can't accept this reality. He is too sad and lost his composure. Please don't blame me."
The Beijing Medicine Family has treated countless people, and the backers behind them are even more powerful, and they are not someone the Zhou family can afford to offend.
Even if it's a doctor sitting in the clinic for consultation, he is extremely capable. Since he said it can't be cured, then probably no one else can.
Mr. Zhou sighed and chose to accept this reality, but he was still a little worried about the large number of people at home. Zhou Hao gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Impossible, there must be a way!
Many people flashed through Zhou Hao’s mind , and finally his eyes lost their luster. Is there really no one left?
Somehow, Zhou Hao suddenly thought of Chen Yimin, his determined eyes, and his words that he could cure Grandpa's disease...
At that time, Zhou Hao thought that the other party came for their Zhou family, so he rejected it directly. But now, Zhou Hao decided to give it a try and let the other party have a try.
Zhou Hao's face turned cold. He helped Mr. Zhou stand up and said to the doctor: "We don't need you to treat us anymore. The medicine family in Beijing is just so-so. Someone told me today that my grandfather's disease can be cured."
His medical skills were questioned time and again, and he was humiliated by him.
In the past, everyone who came to treat illnesses was always respectful.
The doctor sneered, "Don't tell me you're some charlatan. There are a lot of charlatans these days. They take advantage of your desperate mentality to try any possible cure and cheat you out of your money."
Zhou Hao pursed his lips and said nothing. The doctor continued, "What our Yao family has given is already the best treatment plan. It's conservative treatment and taking some medicine. The old man's body can't stand it anymore. It's good enough that he can live for another year ."
"No."
Zhou Hao's eyes were full of indifference and he rejected the other party's proposal.
If Chen Yimin can be cured, then their Zhou family will definitely treat him as a guest of honor.
If it can't be cured...
His eyes were full of coldness, and he would definitely let the other party know what cruelty was.
Chen Yimin received a call from Zhou Hao, and he had already checked into the hotel. Chen Yimin was not in a hurry, and guessed that he must have seen the old man's health, so he called to agree to let him see the doctor.
The next morning, Chen Yimin got up but did not go for a morning run. He came to Beijing in a hurry and forgot to bring the silver needle.
On a winter morning in Beijing, the sky was gray and the street lights outside were still on, but some people were already up working.
The auntie who was cleaning the street, holding a big broom, exhaled a breath of white mist.
Chen Yimin asked, "Auntie, do you know if there is any Chinese medicine clinic nearby?"
"There are several Chinese medicine clinics around here, but they are not open at this time. They will open around 7 or 8 o'clock."
Chen Yimin looked at his watch and saw that there was still about an hour left, so he found a breakfast shop.
He ordered a local breakfast. The breakfast here is usually soy milk and fried dough sticks. Chen Yimin finished it in a few bites and still felt nothing in his stomach, so he ordered two more bowls of noodles.
Zhou family.
Zhou Hao slapped his forehead in annoyance. He was too anxious yesterday, so he directly asked Chen Yimin to come to his house to treat the old man. But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was wrong.
What if we just casually find someone to treat the old man and his illness becomes more serious?
After returning home, even his usually gentle father scolded him for making trouble and said he would take him to the pharmacy to apologize. Mr. Zhou knew his illness well and knew that it was incurable, so he would delay it as long as possible.
He also decided to follow the Yao family's plan . As for Chen Yimin, he didn't even consider him.
Considering his grandfather's illness, Zhou Hao naturally agreed, but he still decided to let Chen Yimin give it a try.
Old Master Zhou took a sip of strong tea, sat in the living room, and looked at Zhou Hao walking around, and couldn't help shaking his head.
"Hao'er, don't be so nervous. Just think of it as a friend visiting your home. It doesn't matter if it can't be cured." Old Master Zhou said, he didn't have much hope in the first place.
At that time, I rescued Chen Yimin because he was being hit by a car. Who would have known that the young man was so honest and insisted on treating him.
However, since the other party could tell that he was sick at a glance, Mr. Zhou still felt that he had some ability, so it didn't matter if he couldn't cure him.
Zhou Hao sat down, but his eyes still looked towards the door from time to time, "Grandpa, do you think that man can really do it?"
"He should have some ability, but I don't know the details."
It was finally nine o'clock when a servant said someone was coming to visit.
Then Chen Yimin was brought in, holding a cloth bag with his newly bought silver needles in it. Chen Yimin first greeted the old man, and then sat down on the sofa.
Mr. Zhou looked at him twice more. There was a sense of righteousness between his eyebrows. He was a good boy. Mr. Zhou coughed and said, "I am really sorry to bother you today."
Zhou Hao quickly asked: "Mr. Chen, you said before that you could cure my grandfather, is that true?"
Chen Yimin nodded and asked Mr. Zhou to stretch out his hand so that he could take his pulse again.
It was still the same problem as yesterday, his pulse was slightly weak, and the problem was with his heart.
When Chen Yimin was still a junior pharmacist , this disease was naturally uncurable. Later, he continued to learn and improved his abilities a lot.
Thanks to the skills provided by the system, otherwise this would be really difficult.
Chen Yimin held his breath and concentrated for five minutes before he let go of Mr. Zhou's hand.
He said, "Mr. Zhou was injured when he was young, and it must be an old injury from that time. Although it seems to have healed later, the injury is still there. Later, did you feel chest tightness from time to time and could not do too strenuous work, otherwise you would have difficulty breathing and heart pain?"
Chen Yimin explained in great detail, and Zhou Hao's eyes lit up with every word he said. There was nothing wrong with what he said, and that was how the old man got sick.
As Mr. Zhou gets older, his health gets worse. After examinations, everyone said that he could only take care of himself. At the beginning of this year he fainted several times and went to the hospital for examinations, only to be told that he had heart problems.
However, due to the old man’s health problem, the hospital could not perform the operation. Later, he went to a Chinese medicine hospital and spent a lot of money, but there was no improvement at all.
Seeing that the old man was getting thinner and thinner, Zhou Zheng used his connections to find the Yao family, but the result they gave was not good.
Zhou Hao was extremely anxious but there was nothing he could do. Now that Chen Yimin had explained it so clearly, Zhou Hao had higher expectations of him.
