Great Chinese Doctor

Chapter 21 I can cure this disease!

Qin Qing also knew that Director Pan was not the kind of person who liked to owe favors to others, so the reason why he asked her to take action was also to hint her to do him a favor.

I think the identity of that comrade is not ordinary.

Director Pan also knew that Qin Qingye's medical skills were among the best in the medical field, but this was cancer, a global problem, not an ordinary disease, so he did not hold out too much hope. He just wanted Qin Qingye to do his best to alleviate the suffering of his comrades.

Qin Qing did not confidently say that he could cure cancer. He only asked for the address and comforted him, "Uncle Pan, don't worry. I'll prepare some things first."

Director Pan felt a little relieved after hearing this.

Qin Qing also hung up the phone, washed up simply and went to the Chinese medicine clinic. Recently, she has been studying Western medicine culture and knows that esophageal cancer is what Chinese medicine calls dysphagia.

Traditional Chinese medicine believes that esophageal cancer is related to emotional injury, improper diet, weak spleen and stomach, internal obstruction of phlegm and dampness, qi stagnation and blood stasis.

In this world, cancer is indeed an incurable disease, but for Qin Qingye, it is not a serious disease. The so-called spread of cancer cells can be easily killed under the cover of the external release of true qi.

With the help of Chinese medicine and diet therapy, cancer will be cured in time.

"Xi Dang, Baizhu, Fuling, Guangpi, Chicken's gizzard lining, Dragon's tooth, Huaishang——"

Qin Qing also put the herbs into the furnace one by one, carefully controlling the temperature, releasing his true energy towards the furnace, and skillfully wrapped the herbs in the true energy, fusing them bit by bit.

Half an hour later, she rolled the cooled ointment in the furnace into pills and placed them in the prepared small bottle. Then she simply ate a bite of bread and hurried to the hospital.

Before going to the hospital, Qin Qing called Director Pan. Knowing that she was coming, Director Pan was waiting for her at the door in person.

"Uncle Pan!"

Director Pan looked in the direction of the voice and saw Qin Qing walking over in a lake blue long-sleeved dress. Her steps were not big, but she exuded an aura that could not be ignored, making people involuntarily feel awe of her.

Seeing this, Director Pan's eyes flashed with a hint of contemplation, but he quickly concealed it and took a few steps forward to greet him. "I'm here. I'm going to trouble you this time."

Qin Qing also smiled lightly and said modestly, "Uncle Pan, you are being polite. The fact that you came to see me shows that you recognize my medical skills. I am so happy. How can this be a trouble?"

Hearing her say this, Director Pan sighed in his heart that Qin Qing was rational and clear-headed in her conduct and actions. Thinking of his comrades, his expression suddenly became worried.

"This comrade of mine was once the political commissar of the provincial military region. He has now retired early due to illness. He has esophageal cancer and had surgery six months ago, but he was still a step too late. Alas - it was only these few days, and seeing how skinny he was, I thought of you."

"Qin girl, can you give him pain relief? The painkillers in the hospital are not very effective and have serious side effects. It really hurts me to see him in pain. If possible, can you make him happier while he's alive, and it would be best if he could eat something."

Qin Qing didn't say too much, just comforted him, "Don't worry, Uncle Pan, let me see the patient. If I can cure him, I will do my best."

"Well, don't worry, my comrade has some foundation. As long as you can make him feel better, you will get a lot of benefits."

"Uncle Pan, you are being too formal. I can call you uncle because I don't treat you as an outsider."

When Pan Ming heard this, he was somewhat touched and his voice couldn't help but soften.

"Although you call me Uncle Pan, brothers still have to settle accounts. What's more, the person is about to die, so why keep those things? Uncle Pan will make the decision for you."

Since he said so, Qin Qing no longer refused, and the two of them entered the VIP ward unimpeded.

What caught my eye was a clean white hospital bed with a man in his fifties lying on it.

His face was haggard, and his skin hung loosely, as if he was an old man. Due to illness, his eyes were deeply sunken, losing their former luster, and looked dull and turbid. His once tall body was now shrunk into a ball, so skinny that even breathing seemed abnormally difficult.

His fingers were long and dry, as if only bones were left, and every breath made his expression twisted in pain.

Qin Qing also looked at the tube inserted into his body——

Infusion tubes, oxygen tubes, catheters, etc. were connected to various machines and bottles and jars. His body was covered with a thin quilt, but it still couldn't hide his thin body.

Listening to his weak breathing, every breath seemed to use up all his strength, and his heartbeat was slow and weak, as if it might stop at any time.

It was clear that his body was reaching its limit and the spark of life was gradually extinguishing.

Looking at this terminally ill and emaciated man, Director Pan's face was filled with heartache and regret.

Lu Huairen knew that his life was coming to an end, and he didn't want to see Director Pan in so much pain, so he pulled the corners of his lips, gasped, and jokingly comforted Pan Ming.

"Don't be so sad, I'm not dead yet, but it's okay to die. Living, living is too painful, it's okay to die--"

"Stop talking and have a good rest. I found a young doctor for you. Although she is young, she has great medical skills. Although she cannot cure you, she can at least relieve your pain during this period."

Seeing the painful expression on his face when he spoke, Pan Ming quickly stopped him and did not forget to introduce Qin Qing to him.

Lu Huairen looked over and saw a beautiful girl standing there with great grace, exuding a noble temperament that could not be ignored.

There was confusion in his eyes, "Little doctor?"

It was the first time he had seen such a young doctor. He knew that Pan Ming was not the kind of person who exaggerates, and he became curious about Qin Qing.

Qin Qing also walked over with a smile, "Sir, may I take your pulse?"

Please give me your pulse?

Lu Huairen was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted, stretched out his wrist and asked casually, “The little girl is studying Chinese medicine?”

Qin Qing also nodded, his brows full of confidence, "Don't worry, sir. Although I am young, my medical skills are not bad. In my opinion, your illness is not difficult except for being troublesome."

Pan Ming stepped forward excitedly, staring at Qin Qingye's profile, and asked anxiously, "Qin girl, what did you say? What do you mean by troublesome, not difficult?"

Qin Qing also smiled at him, without making any jokes, and said directly, "Uncle Pan, I can cure your illness."

With a buzzing sound, Lu Huairen and Pan Ming both widened their eyes, as if they saw disbelief in each other's eyes.

"Really, really?"

"If it can be cured, it can be cured. How can it be true or false?" Qin Qing also withdrew his white jade finger from Lu Huairen's pulse and said firmly, "Fortunately, I arrived in time. If it had been five days, I'm afraid even the Great Luo Immortal would have been unable to save him."

Lu Huairen understood clearly.

Indeed, the hospital has issued an ultimatum, and his life will only last a few days. Qin Qing also determined from taking his pulse that he only has five days left to live. Her medical skills are indeed not to be underestimated.

"I will prescribe medicine for you first, and then give you acupuncture. At least you will feel more comfortable."

Qin Qing also said this, and took out a pen and paper from his bag and wrote a prescription:

1. For those who are impatient, use processed Arisaema, processed Pinellia, Tianlong, Sophora flavescens, and stir-fried White Peony Root.

2. Agrimony, Ishiba, Bidens pilosa, Hedyotis diffusa

3. Grind 1.5g of borax into fine powder and take it with rice porridge in 4 doses. Do not drink water.

She handed the prescription to Pan Ming and explained, "After taking four doses, you will feel as if something has fallen out of your esophagus, and your breathing will be smooth. You will be able to eat and drink without any obstruction in the future without feeling uncomfortable. Your appetite will also increase, and the amount of mucus in your vomiting will be significantly reduced. When the dysphoria has dissipated, your stomach qi will not be in harmony."

"However, after all, you have undergone surgery and have lost your vitality, which cannot be restored in a short period of time. You can only strengthen your body and replenish your vitality, replenish your qi and nourish your yin, and calm your qi and stomach to protect your energy. I will then prescribe other medicines for you—"