Chapter 296

Luo Gang suddenly felt that this short section of the road seemed to be going a long way. When he recalled that he had just been transferred to the municipal hospital, let alone all the departments said hello, even the people in his department didn't know his name until more than half a month later.

This man is better than others. He is really angry.

Luo Gang's mother lives in an ordinary ward, but it is obviously the "classmate" who helped. There are only two beds in the ward, which is much better than those six bed and eight bed rooms.

Ye Mo arrives at the door of the ward and pushes the door in. He just sees a man in a white coat with a case in his hand, asking the nurses nearby about the patient.

Seeing this figure, ye Mo was stunned and smiled faintly. He thought that the world was too small. Unexpectedly, there were so many doctors in the provincial hospital. Luo Gang's classmate was this one.

"Lao Cheng, bother."

Luo Gang went up to say hello.

The doctor in a white coat was stunned when he heard the speech. He had just been too involved and ignored someone coming in. He smiled faintly.

"I should have come to help my aunt when she was sick. I didn't go to your house to eat. There's no need to be so polite about these little things."

"That's different. I really want to thank you this time. I've just read the watch. You haven't taken a long break. Thank you!"

Luo Gang is an honest man and has to thank him.

"And I have a little brother who is newly transferred to you. Please take more care of him in the future."

"Oh? Who? Which department?"

The white coat was stunned and asked unexpectedly. Then he seemed to think of something and said excitedly.

"Is it the one you said who can use an eight inch gold needle for pressure relief surgery?"

Seeing this scene, ye Mo knows that if he doesn't hurry up to say hello, it's a little deliberate.

"Good evening, Dr. Cheng."

Yemo goes up to say hello.

"Dr. Xiaoye!"

After seeing the visitor clearly, Dr. Cheng, who "ordered" Yemo, almost thought he was dazzled.

"Dr. Xiaoye, why are you here? Is it difficult?"

Dr. Cheng turned his head and looked at Luo Gang. The other party smiled and nodded.

This time, Dr. Cheng figured it out and suddenly realized it.

That's why there are so many people who can use that magical means, but if it's Dr. Xiaoye, it's normal. After all, the other party's amazing treatment means has been seen with his own eyes.

"Dr. Cheng, what disease does brother Luo's mother have? Does western medicine have a conclusion?"

Ye Mo looked down at the old woman with closed eyes on the hospital bed, pale lips, dry skin and many age spots on her face.

Now Dr. Cheng is taking over the disease. He can't intervene. He just wants to get some information and analyze it by himself.

"Yes, yes."

Hearing Ye Mo's mouth, Dr. Cheng seemed a little excited. Looking at this posture, he was expected to see ye Mo's hand for the second time today. He quickly closed the case in his hand and handed it to Ye mo.

"The detailed content and medication are on it. It's more intuitive to see this."

Yemo originally wanted to ask questions by side. Unexpectedly, doctor Cheng was more eager than him and handed over the things directly.

According to Yemo's character, he should have refused, but Luo Gang's decadent appearance didn't want to delay, so he didn't refuse again. After receiving the case, he began to read it carefully.

The medical records of the provincial hospital have always been very detailed. Ye Mo turned a few pages and found the information he wanted.

The patient had paroxysmal vertigo, fluctuating and progressive hearing loss, tinnitus and fullness of ears. It was preliminarily determined as Meniere's syndrome. After three days of treatment, the symptoms were not relieved

"Vertigo?"

Ye Mo was a little dumb. He thought the other party should be an ordinary senile disease. Unexpectedly, Luo Gang's mother got this somewhat tricky disease!

"Yes, the diagnosis of the patient's condition has been confirmed. Before being sent to the hospital, the patient found that everything was always rotating double shadow, with tinnitus, palpitation and vomiting. After the other party's diagnosis, it was confirmed that it was Meniere's syndrome, but..."

Dr. Cheng said, frowning and sighing.

"But later, antihistamines, benzodiazepines and anticholinergics were used for treatment, but they had no effect. The patients seemed not to take the medicine at all. After the use of these drugs that should effectively alleviate the symptoms, they really had no effect!"

"Can I have a look?"

After hearing Dr. Cheng's words, ye Mo is also interested. He moves his wrist and asks.

"Of course, no problem! Everyone can see the level of Dr. Xiaoye!"

Normally, few people are willing to transfer their ordinary patients halfway. The risk they need to bear is too great, but Dr. Cheng readily agrees.

Luo Gang saw that doctor Cheng didn't object, and hurriedly said, "brother ye, just look, don't have any pressure."

Ye Mo nodded, stretched out his finger and pressed Luo Gang's mother's cochlea, looked over his eyelids, then grabbed his thin wrist, closed his eyes and diagnosed his pulse.

After feeling his pulse for a while, Yemo suddenly stops his hand, raises his eyelids, puts out his fingers and presses Luo Mu's throat.

"Gollum!"

With Ye Mo's fingers pressed, a sound like boiling hot water sounded, but it was much more subtle. If you didn't listen closely, it would be difficult to find it.

"Can't the patient sleep well at night, always wake up in the middle of the night, can't eat, and always shout hot?"

After withdrawing his hand, ye Mo stands up and faces Luo Gang and Dr. Cheng Wendao.

Both of them have been silly. Even Luo Gang began to doubt whether he had seen Ye mo before. Otherwise, how could he get so much information just by consulting his pulse!

"This condition is not particularly complex, but there is an incentive. Even if the drug has achieved results, it will be suppressed by the new lesions before it comes into full play."

After taking back his hand, Yemo said in a flat tone.

"What incentive?!"

Luo Gang originally thought that ye Mo was only proficient in first aid of traditional Chinese medicine and preferred surgery such as main knife. He had a try attitude, but he didn't expect it to be really useful.

"Hum, put on airs."

Before ye Mo could speak, a middle-aged woman with a fat body and three layers of chin on her face snorted in disdain.

It seemed that he said it casually, but it was very loud, which led to almost all the people present listening very clearly.

Director Cheng's face suddenly sank.