Dr. Zheng is about forty years old, with meticulous hair care and dressed very carefully.

Standing in the consultation room, Dr. Zheng glanced left and right, with a trace of inadvertent contempt on his face.

Not bad, it's contempt.

As a personal doctor who is a big shot, Dr. Zheng looks down on these experts in the hospital.

As a personal doctor who is a big shot, Dr. Zheng’s income is about annual salary, which is very high. Ordinary doctors, even at the director level, are not too many who earn 100,000 yuan a month, but Dr. Zheng has an annual salary of 5 million yuan.

A doctor with an annual salary of 5 million is definitely a very good doctor. As a doctor, Dr. Zheng naturally has a sense of identity and superiority in life.

This is like being a migrant worker, other doctors are all white-collar workers in small businesses, while Dr. Zheng is an executive in large businesses, which is different.

Moreover, in the doctor industry, being able to be hired as a private doctor by a big shot is itself a recognition of the ability of a doctor. If you don’t have the ability, can someone hire you?

This is like the barbers in the barber shop outside and the professional barbers around big stars. They all cut hair. Can they be the same?

With a sense of superiority in identity and a gentlemanly polite expression, Dr. Zheng began to slowly introduce the condition.

"Mr. Xu"

Qin Weihua directly interrupted, "We should call the patient directly here. As a doctor, we must first put down the burden of the patient's identity, so that we can go into battle lightly."

Speaking of this, Qin Weihua looked at Mr. Xu and his wife, "What do you think, Mr. Xu?"

"Director Qin said it well, just talk about the patient directly. I don't feel comfortable with my identity."

Dr. Zheng was a little displeased, but he didn't feel embarrassed to express it in front of his boss. He continued, "The patient started to have symptoms of anorexia half a month ago. He smelled the food and felt foul smell, nausea, and could not swallow. He did not eat or sleep for half a month, and it was all maintained by ginseng soup and infusion."

Mr. Xu interrupted, "My father used to be in good health and had a good appetite, but since he got this disease, he couldn't eat anything in one bite. He used to feel the stench of what he liked the most."

Dr. Zheng continued, "We did various examinations on the patient, including esophageal ci, film, stomach CT, B-ultrasound, and all the examinations were not abnormal. A week ago, I also had an open examination in the provincial hospital, and the patient's stomach did not have any food accumulation."

While speaking, Dr. Zheng also played slides of various patient examinations on the projector in the consultation room.

The patient's condition is actually not complicated. He developed anorexia half a month ago, which led to sleeplessness. In the past half month, the patient has undergone various examinations and treatments, and even conducted a laparotomy investigation, but found nothing.

Looking at the patient's medical records, Fang Han did admit that the patient's health was very good. If it weren't for the good health, people of such an old age would not be much better after the past half month.

After Dr. Zheng introduced, Mr. Xu stood up and said, "Dear experts, my father has been ill for half a month. The old man has been in great pain for the past half month. I, a son, want to replace the old man. Here I would like to thank you to you first. I hope that all the experts can all alleviate the old man's pain. I am so grateful to you as a son."

The vice president hurriedly said, "Mr. Xu, you are polite, we will naturally do our best."

After saying that, the vice president looked at everyone, "Do you have anything to say?"

Fang Haoyang said, "We have already roughly understood the patient's situation, and we need to see the patient in person to draw a conclusion."

"Then check the patient's condition first." said the vice president.

As they were talking, a group of people left the consultation room, and the patients were in the special ward next to the consultation room. Because they were in a critical condition and were not in a hurry, the patients were not allowed to be in the emergency room.

At the door of the ward, the man who had just gotten off the plane with a patient just now stood at the door like a javelin, his eyes slashing across every doctor's face.

When you walk into the ward, the air is fresh in the large special ward. The 35-square-meter ward has only one bed, two tables, a row of sofas, and a coffee table, making it look empty and comfortable.

Push open the door to the partition of the ward, and there is also a small kitchen less than ten square meters, which can cook and boil water.

There is a bathroom with a size of the same size at the entrance. There is also a washing machine in the bathroom. The nurse helps the patient's dirty clothes to clean them at any time.

The balcony of the ward is filled with flowers and plants, which makes people feel refreshed. Two young nurses are on standby for 24 hours.

For such a special ward, there are only two emergency departments, and the daily bed fee of each room is 6666. It is a very auspicious number, but it definitely makes you feel worth the money.

For ordinary patients, the great experts and chief physicians who are not likely to meet after staying in the hospital several times are on time every morning, and the attending doctors will be checked once every morning and afternoon. The inpatient doctors are on standby 24 hours a day to keep abreast of the patient's situation at any time.

On the wide bed, an old man in his early seventies leaned against the bed. The old man was as thin as a firewood, with wrinkles on his face. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was skinny and bone-ridden.

At this moment, the old man was leaning against the hospital bed with his eyes closed. Although his eyes were closed, he could not fall asleep at all.

Mr. Xu walked to the old man and gently said in the old man's ear, "Dad, the experts from Jiang Intermediate People's Court have come to check you."

The old man slowly opened his eyes, looked into the knife, slowly glanced at the experts coming in, and then closed his eyes again.

Then Mr. Xu said to everyone, "What should you check as soon as possible. The old man was in pain during his illness, so"

Mr. Xu didn't say the following words. Everyone knows that the old man was in pain for half a month, so his patience was naturally not good, and his temper was naturally not good.

Like ordinary patients, even if they have a bad temper, they dare not scold the doctor at will. However, if a big man like the old man of the Xu family is really unhappy, he will scold you, and the hospital will be careful.

Qin Weihua and Fang Haoyang stepped forward and first diagnosed the old man's pulse, then checked the old man's abdomen, reached out to press, and finally checked the old man's tongue coating and eyes.

Fang Han followed Fang Haoyang not far away. Although he didn't get started, he was still observing the situation of the old man. When the old man spoke, Fang Han could smell the bad breath that was very unpleasant in the old man's mouth.

After the examination, a group of people entered the consultation room again. This time the deputy dean was the one who presided over the consultation.

The vice president looked at everyone and asked directly, "You have already checked the patient's condition. Is there anything else to know?"

Fang Haoyang hesitated for a moment and asked, "I would like to ask Mr. Xu, did the patient eat something before he developed anorexia?"

Before Mr. Xu could speak, Dr. Zheng said, "Do you suspect that the patient has trauma and food disease?"

Fang Haoyang nodded, "I have speculation in this regard."

Dr. Zheng directly said, "It is impossible. This can be completely ruled out. Various examinations show that the patient's stomach and esophagus have no food intact. The previous laparotomy examination also proves that the patient's stomach has no food intact."

Fang Haoyang frowned slightly, "The patient's esophagus and stomach do not have food in their esophagus and stomach, which does not mean that the patient does not suffer from trauma. There is no necessary connection between the two."

Dr. Zheng said, "Why is there no necessary contact? The patient's stomach and intestines and esophagus have no indigestion. Can't it be explained?"

Fang Haoyang was too lazy to pay attention to Dr. Zheng, so he asked Mr. Xu again, "Mr. Xu, my question just now."

Mr. Xu's attitude was much better than Dr. Zheng, and he said patiently, "The old man has always had a good appetite, and his appetite has not changed much the day before the illness, just like before."

Dr. Zheng looked at Fang Haoyang proudly, and he understood the meaning very clearly. How about it, am I right?

Fang Haoyang ignored him and continued to ask, "Can you tell me in detail what the patient has eaten?"

"There are porridge steamed buns in the morning, and the noodles are noon at noon. The old man grew up in Guanzhong and likes to eat noodles very much. At night, he uses fried noodles and stir-fried noodles. The old man almost enjoys all the noodles."

Fang Haoyang nodded, looked at Qin Weihua next to him, and looked at Qin Weihua. It seemed that the two people had similar views.

The vice president asked, “Does anyone else need to know?”

No one said anything.

The vice president asked again, "What do you think about the patient's situation? Everyone speaks freely."

Still no one said anything.

Dr. Zheng was a little proud again, "Is there no one in the Jiangzhou Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital that can treat the old man's illness? So many experts who are sitting in the hospital are just frivolous?"

Dr. Zheng is indeed a little comfortable now. The old man of the Xu family is sick this time. The most uncomfortable thing is, besides the patient himself, Dr. Zheng.

As a personal doctor around the big man, he must naturally be able to bear the annual salary of 5 million yuan. This time, Mr. Xu was sick and did not recover for half a month. In order to investigate the condition, the old man was even stabbed, but his illness was still not cured.

As a result, Dr. Zheng was a little embarrassed. As long as the old man's illness was not healed for a day, he would always be ashamed when he saw his client.

Before, the old man had no results in the treatment in the provincial hospital, Dr. Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. Now that he came to Jiang Intermediate People's Court, a group of experts in Jiang Intermediate People's Court were speechless, Dr. Zheng felt even more comfortable.

If so many experts can't see it well, it won't seem too incompetent.

There is a saying that comes from it, it is not that we are too incompetent, but that the enemy is too cunning.

Fang Han originally didn't plan to interrupt, he just planned to be a spectator honestly, but the system issued a task at this time.

"Ding the temporary task, curing the symptoms of the old man Xu's family. As a doctor, you must face difficulties without fear of difficulties! The task is completed and the reward will be awarded once. If the task fails, there will be no punishment."

Fang Han was still a little confused. He saw that Fang Haoyang and Qin Weihua should have a clue, but were just silent for the time being.

Fang Haoyang sat next to Fang Han, looked back at Fang Han, and gave Fang Han an encouraging look. Since that's the case, Fang Han would be welcome.

"I wonder Dr. Zheng, the patient has been sick for more than half a month. As a personal doctor for the patient, he cannot cure the patient and relieve the patient's pain. Are you worthy of being a false name or deserve it?"

A sudden sound rang out.

Dr. Zheng, who was talking, seemed to be suddenly pinned by someone, his face turned red, and he looked at the crowd, looking for the source of the sound.

Fang Han stood up without waiting for the other party to ask.

Fang Haoyang and Qin Weihua looked at each other, and they both had smiles in their eyes. They knew this disease, but the time was not very good, so they were waiting for someone to break the deadlock, and Fang Han was the best candidate. Fang Han had a better choice than anyone present, and it was also the most suitable.
Chapter completed!