"Drink less and live blood." Su Yundao, "I had a couple of Jin of Baijiu liquor when I was young. I didn't have anything. I can't do that now. It's enough for a kilo."

"How old are you?" The old man said contemptuously.

Su Yun laughed.

"I dare not drink more. Now I drink some medicinal wine. One or two meals can relax my muscles and activate blood circulation." The old man drank some wine. He didn't recognize that Su Yun was talking nonsense and went directly into the pit.

"Medicinal wine? What do you make? Gecko? Ginseng? Medlar jujube." Su Yun's heart moved and immediately asked.

After asking for ten minutes, I finally approached the truth.

Before that, Su Yun asked about his usual diet, contact with things and whether he had a past history of other diseases.

Now, we can't rule out the impact of medicinal wine on the body. This possibility is not very common, but it is also a possibility.

"Gecko can't get it, really." The old man was also a little sorry, "my old friend, there is a tiger bone at home. He can't say anything. That thing was left decades ago, but now there's no place to get it."

"One of you and one of me are going to eat the tigers and become extinct. You'd better save it and leave a thought for the children." Su Yun habitually despised.

"Yes, I'm getting older now. I don't even eat meat." The old man chatted happily with Su Yun, and his words were also charitable. He sighed and said, "as soon as I eat meat, I think of... Forget it. It's the same with wine. Guess what I use to make wine?"

"Medlar? It's usually this thing. Another is ginseng. It's very common."

"Hey, what you said is bullshit. Ginseng, there are no old ginseng in Northeast China now. Besides, after that thing becomes essence..."

"Old man, after the founding of the people's Republic of China, we won't let Cheng Jing. Let's talk about science." Su Yun said, "I tied it with a red rope because I left a mark in the deep mountains and forests, otherwise the place would be really lost. Everyone falsely told me that you didn't really think you would become a Jing."

"Look at what you said, just talking about fun. You're really serious. Use you to make science for me? I've eaten more salt than you've eaten. Little maoya, pretend to be garlic in front of me." The old man said contemptuously.

Zheng Ren thought the old man was also very interesting. In addition to being drunk, he chatted with Su Yun and gradually showed his kindness.

"What do you use to make wine? I'll try it back."

"Teach you a good, medlar and carambola."

"Carambola? What's that?" Su Yun immediately began to recall.

Zheng renleng looked for the memory of carambola in his mind.

If you remember correctly, the culprit of interstitial nephritis should be carambola.

"Carambola can't be an ordinary carambola. There's a lot of stress. The most suitable temperature is 21 ℃ - 22 ℃. It's back to the north and south. It's called having a backer. The carambola growing out is water. There should be a river in front. The river can't be urgent. If it's urgent, it will take away Feng Shui and Qi."

"Don't say a word. This thing is feudal superstition." The old lady said unhappily.

"This is the quintessence of Chinese culture. If you don't understand feudal superstition, you can't understand it." The old man said unhappily.

"You continue to say that there is so much to pay attention to planting a peach tree?"

"Of course, carambola is said in traditional Chinese medicine. It tastes sour and sweet and has a flat nature. It can produce saliva, relieve cough and lower Qi. You see, I'm in my seventies. I don't have anything special at ordinary times. I just drink carambola soaked wine."

Zheng Ren turned his head, took a deep breath, then went to the old man and said with a smile: "old man, you may have been drinking carambola wine."

"Don't be bullshit. I've been drinking for years."

"Aren't you tired recently? Your immune function has decreased, resulting in renal insufficiency."

"Doctor? Renal insufficiency?" The old lady was startled at this.

"Carambola is good stuff, but many cases of chronic renal failure seen in hospitals have acute poisoning after eating carambola. Normal people also have problems with eating carambola. It may be that Baijiu increases the toxicity of Carambola caused by the kidney."

The old man was about to get angry and was stopped by Su Yun. "Don't believe it, old man. There are so many people in the hospital. Why do you think doctor Zhou had to examine you that week?"

"No way. I've been drinking for years."

"Bet! I have a bottle of iron covered Maotai!" Su yundao.

The old man's eyes lit up all at once.

Iron covered Maotai... It's an inventory of decades ago. It's the kind that I've only heard of but haven't tasted.

"How's it going?" Su Yun asked with a smile, "dare you?"

"Why don't you dare! Don't go, I'll tell you." The old man was so anxious that he grabbed Su Yun and said.

"It's okay. Look at my badge." Su Yun showed Zhou Litao's badge, "if it's all right, you can directly come to 912 and ask me for iron covered Maotai."

Zheng Ren was speechless.

"The chief inpatient of Tangtang 912 emergency department can still send you a bottle of iron covered Maotai? If you have no problem with your examination, Maotai must send it with both hands, but I'm going to your parents' wine with yangtaopao."

"OK!" The old man looked carefully at the badge on Su Yun's white clothes and wrote down Zhou Litao's name.

Seeing that he went to collect blood, Su Yun came to Zheng Ren with a smile and asked, "boss, it's carambola."

"The consideration should be." Zheng Rendao, "similar cases are not uncommon in recent years. Patients did not use nonsteroidal anti-inflammatory drugs, antibiotics and other drugs that often cause interstitial nephritis, nor did they take other suspicious drugs such as Chinese herbal medicine."

"Carambola itself is not toxic. A friend of mine has done similar research. Carambola may be similar to a few Chinese herbal medicines, causing allergic reaction and interstitial nephritis, which may be related to individual allergic constitution."

"Well, that's probably what it means." Zheng Ren nodded. "Allergies, allergies, these are hard to think about."

"What else do you find difficult?"

"Yes!" Speaking of this, Zheng Ren suddenly remembered the consultation of the whole hospital yesterday and asked, "did director Lin persuade the patient to do renal biopsy?"

"Yes, the diagnosis is correct. According to you, increase the dosage and give symptomatic drugs." Su Yun said with some disdain, "do you have a spectrum? Why do you want to ask now?"

"When she is not at home, she always feels empty and forgetful." Zheng Ren sighed.

"Show your loyalty in front of Iraqi people. Don't expect me to send a message to you behind." Su Yun said with a smile: "boss, how long can gynecological patients with lupus erythematosus get better? The drug dose you give is too large, and Da Bai feels a little afraid."

"You can go home in 3-5 days and 1 week." Zheng Ren definitely said.