The next day, at around 8 o'clock, Fang Han had just come out of the observation room, and Jiang Feng came up with a smile: "Doctor Fang."

"Is there something wrong?"

Fang Han glanced at Jiang Feng. Could it be that this kid felt that he had made some progress in the past few days, so his tail was raised again?

I received the system notification yesterday, and Fang Han didn't pay much attention to Jiang Feng after I came back. If Li Xiaofei was replaced and the system notification was notified, Fang Han might even praise Li Xiaofei. Well, he performed well recently and worked harder, but Jiang Feng, let it go.

This kid can't stand praising me. He can open a dyeing shop just by giving me some color. Usually, even if he doesn't praise me, he will be careless when he is not stressed. If he hadn't felt the pressure this time, this kid wouldn't know how long it would take to enter the primary level.

This kid Jiang Feng is like a talented academic master, not the kind who is hard-working, but the kind who can get good grades through playing all day.

When dealing with such students, both teachers and parents, there are constant encouragement. Some children are suitable for praise, while others are not suitable. Similar to Jiang Feng, if you give him some pressure, he will be able to go quickly. If you praise him a few words, you will be drifting immediately. The next exam results will definitely fall a lot behind.

In fact, the reason why Fang Han likes to take Jiang Feng when he goes out is not only because of his personal relationship, but also because Jiang Feng is more excited. He may not be as crazy as Chen Yuan in terms of human relationships and worldly styles, but he is very smart.

I didn’t pay much attention to Jiang Feng yesterday. Jiang Feng also worked harder, and he recovered this day?

"Doctor Fang, there is a patient." Jiang Feng said hurriedly.

"Patient with bone injury?" Fang Han asked.

"No, I'm a friend of mine."

Jiang Feng hurriedly said, "Doctor Fang, do you still remember Fang Qianjin, who wrote the novel I told you before?"

"Um!"

Fang Han nodded. He had an impression of this. Jiang Feng recommended this novel by Fang Qianjin to him. Although it was an online novel, some of the things in it were considered interesting. He had read a little, but because of his busyness, he only read a little.

"The patient is that Qianjin Fang."

Jiang Feng hurriedly said, "I am also his fan, and I have added his readership..."

Jiang Feng explained for a while, and Fang Han understood.

This kid Jiang Feng is fine, and he likes to read some novels. The novel written by Fang Qianjin is also a Chinese medicine category. Jiang Feng has been chasing him. A while ago, the author got sick and the update was not very stable. Jiang Feng added a reader group to ask, and then he learned about the situation and introduced Fang Han by the way.

Following Jiang Feng into the clinic, Fang Han saw a young man of thirty-three or four years old standing in the clinic. The young man was slightly fat, about 1.73 meters tall, and his skin was fair, which was the kind of appearance that easily made people feel good.

At this moment, the other party held his waist with one hand and looked at the clinic very carefully. It was not to examine it, but it seemed to be recording the layout of the clinic.

Hearing the movement, the other party quickly turned around and then stretched out his hand to Fang Han politely: "Hello, Doctor Fang, I'm very happy to know you."

"Hello."

Fang Han also stretched out his hand and shook it with the other party: "Hello, I have read the novel you wrote, and to be precise, it is your fan."

"It made Dr. Fang laugh. Although some of the medical records in the novel have evidence, many of them are understood by me and may be biased." The other party smiled politely.

“It’s very well written.”

Fang Han also smiled and signaled that the other party to sit down opposite the clinic table, and he also sat down behind the clinic table.

After sitting down, Fang Han asked: "I heard from Jiang Feng that you have urinary stones?"

"Yes."

The other party nodded, then handed a bag to Fang Han, which contained the CT films taken, as well as the diagnosis and examination and treatment of the hospital before.

Fang Han took it and took a look, saying, "I have done extracorporeal gravel. Keep taking the medicine and exercise more. I'll be able to get rid of it in three to five days if I have good luck. I've seen that your stone is not big."

Stones of 0.5 are not too big. Generally speaking, below 0.4 are considered small stones, and there is no need to do external gravel. Directly expel stones by drugs and then exercise more, and they can still be easily discharged. Even above 0.5 is considered larger stones. In this case, 0.5 is just a boundary, but it is not too big.

Moreover, some of the drugs prescribed above are all Chinese patent medicines, stone granules, etc.

The other party nodded and said politely: "I actually know this. As the saying goes, long-term illness becomes a doctor. Although I cannot be considered a long-term illness, I have been writing Chinese medicine novels for almost ten years. I have read a lot of medical books and understand some. You said just now that I have good luck for three or five days, and there are also those who can't get it out if I have bad luck for one or two months."

"Yes, although this situation is not too many, it does happen." Fang Han nodded and said truthfully, "What he said is right.

"I think you have been in this situation for ten days?" Fang Han asked.

"Well, today is actually the eleventh day."

The other party nodded and said, "I also know that the main thing about this disease is to exercise more and drink more water. But you also know that in my profession, I am mostly otaku, I don't go out much, don't exercise much, and I sit for a long time, and many problems are actually caused by sitting."

Fang Han listened patiently. Fang Qianjin is not an introvert, but a talkative person. Moreover, because he writes medical novels, he can also talk about the key points of his words and not involve off-topics.

"To be honest, I weighed only 111 before writing, but now I am almost 180. About ten days ago, I suddenly had abdominal distension and pain and low back pain in the morning. I went to the emergency department for examination. The result was a lower urethral stone. The doctor also said at the time that the stone was not too big. You can do an external gravel, and then cooperate with drug treatment, exercise more, and drink more water..."

"When I was doing external gravel, the doctor said that the location was not very good, and the effect might not be ideal. After I went back, I started exercising. You also know that I rarely exercised normally, and I accidentally caught a cold, had a fever, and cough the next day. Actually, it wasn't very good today."

"I had less exercise, and I had a cold. After a little jump, I was panting, sweating, and my whole body was weak. I wanted to sleep all day. In addition, I was sick these days and could not write. I was worried every day. Although I didn't write, I was worried about it. I didn't have a good rest at night."

"You still need to exercise more and exercise more in this situation."

Fang Han nodded and could see that Fang Qianjin had many problems. Although there were no major problems, there were actually many small problems, and occupational diseases.

If you sit for a long time, and go out less and have less sun exposure, your skin is born with white skin, but on the other hand, it is actually less wind and sun exposure.

"Frequently stay up late?" Fang Han asked.

"Yes, I often stay up late, and I almost always write things at night." The other party nodded.

"You are also writing medical novels, and you should understand some common sense in health care. This won't work." Fang Han reminded.

The other party smiled bitterly: "Doctor Fang, I'm not a doctor, but I actually know a little about what I should know. But people often have no choice but to live in the world."

"Big Da Fang, your income should not be low, right?" Jiang Feng next to him interrupted.

The other party smiled bitterly and said, "To be precise, my current income is not too low. I can still get 20,000 or 30,000 a month. But at the beginning, my income was not high. I didn't even make money in the past few years. I was 34 years old this year, and my son was three years old. My income was slightly higher. In fact, it was just the past two or three years. Now I have not paid off the mortgage, car loan, and decoration loan. I have children at home, so the family depends on me to support me alone. I can't afford to make a little less money."

"Actually, I know a lot of things. I always think about working hard for a few years, saving some money, and paying attention when I am more affordable. After all, I have been used to it for many years, and revising it will definitely affect the writing progress. If I write less, I will earn less."

"Twenty or three thousand, not much!"

Jiang Feng was a little envious. He could not get ten thousand yuan even if he had done it in one month.

"Yes, 20,000 or 30,000 is not a small amount, but I only started to make more money in recent years. This type of novel audience is actually not too many."

The other party smiled and said, "And to be honest, it's not very stable. This book makes money. I don't know what the situation in the next book is. It was okay before I had a loan. I really didn't dare to relax with a loan. I have been delayed for almost ten days this month, and I will have to worry about repaying the loan next month."

“That’s true.”

Jiang Feng nodded. This industry is indeed unstable. Except for some very powerful people, most middle-level people are actually very hard-working.

Fang Han expressed his understanding.

In the past two years, he has encountered all kinds of patients, some are white-collar workers in companies, and some are employees of large companies. If you want to say that the income is not too low, and 20,000 to 30,000 is not small. But there are not many easy things, and every family has a difficult sutra to recite.

"hiss!"

As he was talking, Fang Qianjin suddenly frowned, took a breath of cold air, stood up, held his waist with one hand, looking very painful, there were already dense beads of sweat on his forehead, and it was obvious that it was starting to hurt again.

Urethral stones are actually not considered very serious diseases. Modern medicine also has many treatment methods for this disease, including external lithotripsy, minimally invasive surgery, etc.

However, it is really painful to have this disease. Even adults are sweating profusely and unbearable.

"Come on, climb up."

Seeing this, Fang Han hurriedly stood up, and while holding the other party to the treatment bed beside him, he said to Jiang Feng on the side: "Prepare the fire cup."

"Doctor Fang, can cupping relieve pain?" the other party asked on the treatment bed.

"It can not only relieve pain, but also prompt the stone to move downward." Fang Han explained with a smile.

"I don't know about this, there is another good material." The other party said with a smile.

Fang Han: "..."?
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