C73 Open Weibo

After listening to his friend's description, Ye Lee understood what was going on. This was a disease that involved both neurosurgery and orthopaedics, and was referred to as ulnar nerve palsy.

The general symptom is the loss of the little finger movement, if the little finger lost consciousness, will affect the fine movements of the finger, such as grasping will have a certain degree of inconvenience.

Ye Lee asked a few more questions.

"To what extent is the paralysis now? Can you hold it properly? Are there any signs of deformity? "

The other party did not reply, it was just that their pinky finger was not agile, and would occasionally shake intermittently, which was already a small problem in Ye Lee's eyes.

"How about this, you take notes, 9 grams each for the skin, 9 grams each for the bed, 6 grams each for bitter ginseng and myrrh, and 5 to 10 minutes of boiling and waiting for the water to heat up and bubble for 10 minutes."

"There is also a prescription for internal medicine: 45 grams of Chicken Blood Vine, 30 grams of raw astragalus, 12 grams of osmanthus, 12 grams of white peony, 9 grams of angelica, peach kernel, safflower, Chuanxiong, 5 slices of ginger, 5 pieces of jujube. One dose a day. Seven days for a course. "

At this time, in a building of the Jiangfeng City, in the office that was at the top floor.

The seemingly successful and handsome man raised his eyebrows, put down his phone, and used the financial department's printed account to write down the prescription.

"Let's try it out and see if it really is that godly."

Wu Fan, 32 years old this year, was the CEO of a multinational corporation. He was also a sick friend of his with the ID of a mortal.

He originally did not believe in traditional Chinese medicine. A few years ago, because of an accident, he had pointed out a few problems. He had seen many famous doctors and invited a private doctor, but his condition did not improve.

Wu Fan was a person who pursued perfection in everything. The deformity of his fingers almost left him with a sore heart.

By chance, he met an old Chinese medical doctor, who prescribed a medicine for him. The little finger nerve paralysis actually improved a lot, at least it was not abnormal, but when he continued to treat it, the old Chinese medical doctor said that with his level, he could only treat it to this extent. Perhaps other brilliant doctors would have a way.

Wu Fan spent a lot of time searching for it. He thought about it and realized that it was nothing but dog shit. He had been to every hospital in the country and had also looked for many neuroscientists. He had even spent a lot of money on medical treatment, but he was still not as reliable as the old Chinese doctor.

There were some neurologists abroad who were highly skilled in medicine, but no matter how rich he was, it was difficult for a doctor of that level to have access to him.

This Witch Cooperation Group was coincidentally added into the Provincial People's Hospital once. This time, he wanted to test it out and see if it would work.

After all, he had tried quite a few different methods over the years.

After work, Wu Fan returned to the villa, where the nanny had already prepared the food.

He then handed the prescription to the nanny, "Follow this recipe and help me grab a copy from each pharmacy. You must be careful and not make a mistake."

The nanny had already gotten used to CEO Wu's behavior, but after a while, she went to the best pharmacy nearby and grabbed two pieces of medicine.

Twenty minutes later, the smell of herbs filled the kitchen.

Wu Fan followed the instructions and warmed the water a little bit before putting his hand inside. The first feeling he got was that it was a little hot. Other than that, he didn't feel anything else.

After about five minutes, he suddenly frowned and a peculiar expression flashed across his eyes. He felt that the numb spot on his pinky had become itchy.

This feeling made him ecstatic. For a long time, even when he was holding a needle, his left pinky was completely unconscious.

"..."

Ye Lee laid on the clinic's chair. Today, he had sent away over a dozen of his sick friends, and was extremely tired. It could be said that he had gained a lot of prestige in the patient group chat.

The most important thing was that his reputation points and mission had also made an obvious progress.

Quest: The Great Doctor's sincerity: 77/1000 (171 days remaining)

Prestige: 690

If I continue like this, the 2000 Reputation leveling skill tree won't be too far off.

Ye Lee suddenly had a strange thought. Since he could gain prestige by treating people's illnesses online, then there was completely a possibility that this path could continue to expand …

Thinking of this, the little Doctor Ye's gaze turned sharp. He took out his phone and opened up a Weibo account.

It wasn't a rare occurrence to see a doctor online these days. In fact, it was quite popular.

Join your search online for a disease, or medicine, and the first page will reveal piles of hospital ads for you by Dr. Xx of some kind of Putian Hospital.

Many introductions and important information about the disease were suppressed. Some hospitals were unreliable, but because of the advertisement, many patients were cheated. One could only blame this on the unscrupulous enterprises.

Ye Lee decided to use his Weibo platform to make a name for himself. He logged into his Weibo account that he had not seen in a long time, and sent the news that he was a celebrity, which he had paid attention to when he was chasing stars in high school. With a flick of his fingers, he turned them off.

Changing the name from Weibo to "Yunqi Street Doctor Ye", Ye Lee thought that this name was pretty good. It fit his personality of being low-key and went straight to the point.

Following that, he revised the note:

"One of them is Chinese medicine. It is good at treating all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases."

Ye Lee then released his first Weibo:

"The timing is free of charge. If you can't cure it, you don't have to pay!"

After the announcement, Ye Lee felt that something was amiss, so he added another sentence.

"Even if he's cured, he doesn't need money!"

After finishing everything, Ye Lee immediately closed his Weibo, since he did not have any fans in his account.

At night, Ye Lee suddenly received a message.

A mortal asked: "Doctor Ye, are you there?"

In the villa, Wu Fan was holding onto his phone. He was very excited, and after taking the pill, his little finger that had not been conscious for a long time actually started to feel itchy.

Moreover, just now, he felt his pinky involuntarily tremble. This discovery made him unable to suppress his joy. The prescription given by this doctor was actually so effective, he was determined to give it his thanks.

Just then, Ye Lee replied, flipping through the history records, he asked about the illness:

"How do you feel after taking the medicine?"

Wu Fan replied, "It's already getting better. Little Doctor, what's your account number? I'll give you one million!"

When Ye Lee saw this news, he was immediately stunned. This fellow patient is too domineering, using one million as money is not enough!

"No need, this time I'm treating the group for free. I won't charge anything."

On the other side, Wu Fan was also stunned when he saw this piece of news. No wonder everyone in the group was praising this young doctor. Just his medical ethics alone already surpassed countless of mediocre doctors who had opened their mouths for money.