Chapter 1457

"She said that maisheng was a sudden myocardial infarction, which should be sent to the hospital for treatment in time, otherwise it would be very serious." Xiao Li replied.

"Come on, who taught this woman medicine?" Is it just myocardial infarction?

As yehaoxuan said, he walked forward. He stretched out his hand and put it on the wrist of maisheng. Then he changed his other hand and put it on for a moment. A moment later, he loosened the hand of maisheng and said, "I'm afraid the old monk can't be sent to the hospital."

"Are you a doctor?" The girl who talked to yehaoxuan just now asked curiously.

"I'm a doctor." Ye haoxuan nodded and said, "sudden cerebral blood supply shortage led to a large-scale heart rate infarction. In terms of symptoms, it was the same as myocardial infarction, but in fact, this time it was cerebral infarction."

"Doctor Zhenzi, is this true? Shifu, what happened to him?" The girl asked the woman doctor.

"You Mei, you have known me for so long. Have you ever seen me make mistakes?" The woman doctor named Zhenzi glared at yehaoxuan with some displeasure, and then asked in fluent Chinese, "who are you?"

"I am a traditional Chinese medicine. Do you feel familiar with my face?" Yehaoxuan showed a friendly smile.

"Ah... Are you a medical saint? The medical Saint from China?" Zhenzi suddenly recognized ye haoxuan.

"It's me." Yehaoxuan nodded. Then he hesitated and said, "I think I'd better not interfere. Your countrymen don't seem to be very friendly to me now. If you continue, you'll think I'm a soy sauce maker."

To be honest, the old monk's life and death have nothing to do with him, but yehaoxuan thinks that he is also an eminent monk and wants to do his bit. However, considering his experiences in the Japanese country these days, he thinks it's better to do more than less. If he kills the old monk, the Japanese people will surely peel off his skin.

"No, I have read your information. I know that you enjoy a high reputation in your country. Since you have come to our country, I believe that you will not beat people for no reason, and I think your medical ethics has nothing to do with your beating people. If you are really a person who blows people all the time, you will not have such a reputation in your country." Shinko shook his head.

She said sincerely, "so I hope you can save master Yasheng. He is the pillar of our faith."

"You can treat it according to your diagnosis. Don't you believe in your ability?" Yehaoxuan asked back.

"Of course, I believe in my ability. I am a medical talent of the Royal Medical College, but people will make mistakes. I believe what you just said must not be groundless, so I hope you can help him, but I want to tell you in advance that master maisheng had heart disease before. At his age, the probability of myocardial infarction in this case is very high." Shinko said.

"Here comes the medicine. Here comes the master's medicine." A little monk came running over with a bottle. It was a bottle of quick acting heart saving pills.

"It's useless. I don't need this medicine." Yehaoxuan shook his head. He took out the golden needle and began to treat the dying.

Yasheng is not too young. His cerebral vascular sclerosis has led to a lack of brain supply. It is not accidental that he fainted just now, but his old age. Various hidden diseases have made his support reach a critical point. If he falls down, if he is not treated in time, he may soon be paralyzed, and then he will die in bed.

Even if he is an eminent monk, he is no exception. In the kingdom of Japan, some monks only practice Buddhism but not martial arts. Therefore, although they are all eminent monks, their life expectancy is the same as that of normal people.

Zhenzi stared at ye haoxuan's acupuncture. Because of the exchange of traditional Chinese medicine, she admired Chinese medicine very much. She looked at ye haoxuan carefully, but she didn't give any details.

Yehaoxuan's needling speed was too fast. He didn't need to deliberately recognize the acupoints when he was needling across the monk's robe. He almost stabbed each needle with his own hands. Although he doesn't understand traditional Chinese medicine, Zhenzi isn't looking at it carefully.

With each stitch of yehaoxuan, in less than five minutes, Yasheng's eyes opened. He sat up straight, folded his hands, and said a string of Japanese words to yehaoxuan.

"He's thanking you." Xiaoli runs over to translate for yehaoxuan.

"Is that all right?" Zhenzi asked incredulously.

"Yes, that's good. If you don't believe it, you can take him to the hospital for a comprehensive examination." Yehaoxuan put away the golden needle and said.

"My name is Masako Asada, a doctor from the Royal Medical College. I think there may be some misunderstanding about what happened during the free clinic." Asada shinko extended his hand to yehaoxuan.

"Your last name is Asada?" Yehaoxuan felt a little weird. He found that the girl was similar to Asada Nakamura, who was responsible for their safety. Asada Nakamura told yehaoxuan that his sister worshiped his medical skills very much. Is this Asada shinko his sister?

"Yes, my name is Asada. My brother is responsible for the safety of your TCM team. His name is Asada Nakamura." Masako Asada replied.

"I met him once. It was thanks to your brother when the accident happened yesterday. Unfortunately, I had too many things to thank him personally." Yehaoxuan nodded.

Yesterday, due to the instigation of several people, the free clinic of the Royal Medical College was in a mess on the spot. Some of the Chinese medicine team brought by yehaoxuan this time are elderly old Chinese doctors. They have rich experience in practicing medicine. In the field of Chinese traditional medicine, they can be said to be the same people as national treasures. If there are any problems, the consequences will be unimaginable.

If Asada Nakamura hadn't brought a large number of riot police in time, something would have happened. But yehaoxuan didn't regret that he slapped the guy. If he came again, he would still slap the little devil.

"No, I should apologize to you on behalf of our people." Masako Asada bowed and said, "Yejun, I have seen your treatment video on the Internet. Your golden needle can be said to be cured of the disease. I want to verify what is the situation of master maisei's body now, so I need to take him back to the Royal Medical College for treatment. Do you mind?"

"Of course, I want to prove with facts that traditional Chinese medicine is not used to bluff people." Yehaoxuan smiled and said.

"If master maisheng is OK, I will announce the magic of traditional Chinese medicine as the chief cardio cerebral doctor of the Royal Medical College." Masako Asada said.

"Thank you. You did it wisely." Yehaoxuan smiled.

"Yumei, I'll go first. I'll look for you later." Masako Asada told the medical staff to help master maisheng get on the bus in Japanese.

When he came to yehaoxuan, maisheng folded his hands and sang a Buddhist name to yehaoxuan to show his thanks.

"You are the sage of medicine." The girl named Youmei felt incredible.

"I'm just the sage of Chinese medicine. I wanted to bring traditional Chinese medicine here. It's a pity that people here don't seem to appreciate it." Yehaoxuan said helplessly.

"Maybe they were just used." Youmei said, "you are a good man. This is only temporary. I think there will be a way to solve this problem."

"Thank you. Your government is working on this." Yehaoxuan smiled. He asked curiously, "your name is Youmei?"

"Yes, my name is Youmei."

"What's your last name?" Yehaoxuan didn't know the surnames of the Japanese very well.

"Guchuan..."

"Yosemite Tanigawa?" Yehaoxuan's face changed. He felt a deep pain. Is this woman... The daughter of Guchuan society?

"Yes, my father is Yashi Tanigawa. You have just come to Japan. You may not know much about the situation here." Tanigawa Youmei smiled sweetly. Her gentle personality is the type that ye haoxuan likes. This kind of girl, if placed in China, also belongs to the type of small jasper.

However, ye haoxuan can hardly associate her with Yashi Tanigawa, who is well known in the Japanese. Her father is an owl, but her character is so small. This gave yehaoxuan an illusion that the girl must have miscarried.

"I have heard of the Tanigawa commune. Just the night before yesterday, I had some conflicts with your members." Yehaoxuan said lightly.

"Oh, really? Did they hurt you?" Tanigawa said.

"No, their abilities are not worth mentioning to me." Ye haoxuan shook his head.

"Sorry, I apologize for them." Tanigawa said apologetically.

"This has nothing to do with you. In your country, the identity of a gangster is legal. I feel very puzzled about this provision." Yehaoxuan said.

"In fact, there is no difference between clubs and legitimate companies. They also have their own businesses. Recently, the relevant government departments have become more and more strict in the control of clubs. I think the current clubs are no longer the former clubs. At most, they are just legal businessmen in other identities." Yumi Tanigawa said, "my father is the same. In recent years, he has been trying to keep the business of the club on the right track. Maybe it won't be long before we have Tanigawa club here."

Yehaoxuan sighed. The girl didn't have much thought at all. She didn't know what kind of existence her father was. What's more, she didn't know that Guchuan society was actually a vassal cultivated by zuosu Murakami in Japan.

"By the way, can I ask you a favor?" Tanigawa Youmei stopped, looked directly at yehaoxuan and said that her eyes were soft and fixed, making her bones soft.

"If I can do it, I will help you." Yehaoxuan said with a wry smile.

"My father doesn't seem to be very well. Can you help him?" Tanigawa said.