indianbanksassociation Chapter 15 I can cure your father's illness.
Chapter 15 I can cure your father's illness.
"Dad! What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhao Weiguo, the square-faced man and deputy captain of the Health Bureau's enforcement team, was both anxious and angry. He quickly stepped forward to support his father. "This place is of dubious origin. What's wrong with you? I'll take you to the provincial hospital to see a specialist!"
"Experts? If experts were useful, would I be coughing like this?" Old Master Zhao pushed his son's hand away, coughing even more violently, his whole body bent over like a shrimp. "I... I know my own body best. This time... I'm afraid I won't make it..."
His voice was filled with despair.
The surrounding reporters and crowd fell silent, and the flashes stopped.
Anyone could see that the old man was genuinely very ill and wasn't acting.
Seeing his father's pained expression, Zhao Weiguo felt as if his heart was being torn apart, yet he was helpless.
He knew his father was right. He had consulted the head of the respiratory department at the provincial hospital no less than ten times, and each time it was the same few medications: IV drips and nebulizers. They were somewhat effective at first, but then they got worse and worse.
"I...I was watching the live stream at home..." Old Master Zhao caught his breath, pointed at Wang Minyu, his eyes filled with a glimmer of hope, like grasping at a straw, "I saw...this young doctor saw right through that reporter's problem...he even knew he had hemorrhoids...I think...he must have some real skills..."
Zhao Weiguo's face burned with embarrassment. He had come today to "expose the fraud," but his own father had come to "deliver his head"—what kind of situation was this?
Wang Minyu remained silent, simply watching Old Master Zhao quietly.
The system panel had already appeared.
[Patient: Zhao Zhenhua, 72 years old. Symptoms: Acute exacerbation of chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, diagnosed in Traditional Chinese Medicine as "phlegm and fluid retention affecting the heart and lungs." Causes: Decades of smoking have severely impaired lung function. Combined with old age and physical weakness, the kidneys are unable to receive qi, leading to fluid retention rising upwards and obstructing the airways.]
[Analysis of the condition: The patient is currently showing signs of heart failure, with cyanosis of the lips and lower limb edema, typical of pulmonary heart disease. If fluid retention and fluid ingestion are not addressed promptly, the patient's life will be in danger within three days.]
"Captain Zhao, right?" Wang Minyu finally spoke, his tone indifferent as if he were talking about something unrelated to himself. "Your father's illness, did the hospital diagnose it as 'COPD' and advise you to prepare for the worst?"
Zhao Weiguo was startled and looked at Wang Minyu with suspicion and uncertainty.
That's exactly what the hospital said. The head doctor told him privately that the old man's lung function had failed, complicated by heart failure, and he could pass away at any time.
How did this kid know that?
"You...how could you..."
"I can tell." Wang Minyu pointed to Old Master Zhao's somewhat swollen ankles. "The kidneys govern water, open to the ears, and their health is reflected in the hair. Old Master Zhao's ears are withered and his hair lacks luster, which are signs of severe kidney deficiency. Insufficient kidney yang leads to abnormal water metabolism, causing fluid retention to rise to the lungs, hence the persistent cough and wheezing. The fluid retention also compresses the heart, causing the lips to turn purple and the lower limbs to swell. In traditional Chinese medicine, this is called 'heart and kidney yang deficiency, with fluid retention attacking the heart.' Western medicine can't cure the root cause."
These words left everyone present dumbfounded.
Although I couldn't understand many of the words, they sounded very profound and made a lot of sense.
Even Zhao Weiguo, a layman, found it easier to understand than the "weakened alveolar elasticity" and "gas exchange disorder" that the doctors in the hospital said.
"Then...then do you have a way?" Zhao Weiguo asked subconsciously, and regretted it as soon as he asked.
He came here to enforce the law, so why is he asking the other party for help instead?
"Yes." Wang Minyu's answer was as simple and straightforward as ever.
"What can we do?" This time, it was Old Master Zhao himself who spoke, his eyes blazing with a strong will to survive.
Wang Minyu didn't answer immediately. Instead, he turned to Zhao Weiguo, a playful smile curving his lips. "Captain Zhao, you just said you were going to punish me because I caused a 'bad social impact.' Now, if I were to treat your father, wouldn't that count as continuing to 'practice medicine without a license'?"
Zhao Weiguo's face instantly turned a deep liver color.
This is a blatant slap in the face!
If he lets Wang Minyu handle it, it would be tantamount to admitting that his previous enforcement of the law was wrong.
If he didn't let Wang Minyu handle it, he would be watching his father die.
This is a difficult choice, and even more so a test of one's humanity and professional ethics.
The reporters at the entrance were going crazy. The plot twists and turns were more exciting than a TV drama! They frantically pressed the shutter, capturing the alternating pale and flushed expressions on Zhao Weiguo's face.
"I..." Zhao Weiguo's Adam's apple bobbed, but he couldn't utter a single word.
"Weiguo!" Old Master Zhao cried out anxiously, grabbing his son's arm and shouting with all his might, "I don't care if he's acting illegally or not! I just want to live! If you still consider me your father, then let the little miracle doctor treat me!"
"dad……"
"To treat or not to treat?" Wang Minyu pressed.
All eyes were on Zhao Weiguo.
Time seemed to stand still.
After a full half minute, Zhao Weiguo seemed to have all his strength drained away. He slumped off his hand supporting his father, took a step back, and said to Wang Minyu in a hoarse voice:
"Please...save my dad."
He lowered his head, which had always been held high.
At this moment, he was not a law enforcement captain; he was just a helpless son who was afraid of losing his father.
"Okay." Wang Minyu nodded. "Considering your filial piety, I won't hold it against you."
He walked to the counter and took out paper and pen.
This time, he didn't write any strange prescriptions, but instead prescribed a seemingly "normal" Chinese medicine.
"15 grams of Lepidium seed and 10 jujubes. That's all."
"That's it?" Boss Liu was stunned. Lepidium seed is for purging the lungs and relieving asthma, while jujube is for tonifying the middle and replenishing qi.
When these two herbs are used together, they form the famous "Tingli Dazao Xiefei Decoction" in traditional Chinese medicine, which is specifically used to treat coughs and wheezing caused by excessive phlegm.
But this prescription is too simple. Can it really cure such a serious illness as the old man's?
"The medicine is simple yet potent," Wang Minyu said without looking up. "The old man is extremely weak right now and cannot use strong medicines. This prescription combines purging and tonifying, attacking the pathogens without harming the body's vital energy. First, we'll expel the water from his lungs so he can breathe again."
He handed the prescription to Boss Liu and then said to Zhao Weiguo, "Go and buy a bottle of mineral water and bring an empty bowl."
Zhao Weiguo dared not delay and immediately ordered his men to carry it out.
The medicine was ready quickly.
A bowl of brown herbal soup, emitting a faint sweet almond aroma.
"Drink it." Wang Minyu handed the bowl to Grandpa Zhao.
Without hesitation, Old Master Zhao took it and drank it all in one gulp.
Everyone held their breath and watched him.
One minute, two minutes...
The old man's expression didn't seem to change much, and his coughing continued.
The young law enforcement officer couldn't help but whisper to Zhao Weiguo, "Captain, this... doesn't seem to be working. Could it be a scam?"
Zhao Weiguo's heart also jumped into his throat.
Just then, Wang Minyu suddenly spoke up: "Grandpa, do you feel like throwing up?"
Old Master Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then felt a strong feeling of nausea rising from his stomach.
"think……"
"That's right." Wang Minyu held the empty bowl to his lips. "Spit it out. Spit out all that old phlegm from your lungs and stomach."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Old Master Zhao vomited with a loud "whoosh".
What he vomited wasn't food scraps, but large mouthfuls of thick, yellowish-green phlegm, mixed with lots of foam. The sight made those around him feel nauseous.
Surprisingly, as the thick phlegm was expelled, Old Master Zhao's coughing miraculously... stopped!
He gasped for breath a few times, and then, to his surprise, he found that his breathing had become smooth!
That feeling of tightness in my chest, like a heavy stone pressing down on me, has disappeared!
"I...I'm not coughing anymore?" Old Master Zhao touched his throat in disbelief and took a deep breath tentatively.
Fresh air enters the lungs without any obstruction.
"I can breathe! I really can breathe!" Grandpa Zhao was so excited that tears streamed down his face. He grabbed Wang Minyu's hand, "Miracle doctor! You really are a miracle doctor!"
The entire room fell silent.
Everyone was stunned by what they saw.
One bowl of medicine, and the effect is immediate!
This isn't just medical skill; it's practically divine magic!
Zhao Weiguo was completely dumbfounded.
As he supported his father, he could clearly feel that his father's originally weak and rapid breathing had become steady and strong.
When he looked at Wang Minyu again, his eyes were filled with awe and... guilt.
"Dr. Wang... Dr. Wang," Zhao Weiguo walked up to Wang Minyu and bowed deeply, "I'm sorry. I was blind to your greatness."
Wang Minyu accepted his bow without hesitation.
"You're not fully recovered yet." He pointed at Old Master Zhao. "This is just the first step, treating the symptoms. Next, we need to nourish your kidney yang and strengthen your body from the root. I'll prescribe another formula for you to take home and gradually adjust your condition."
He quickly wrote down several herbs: Rehmannia glutinosa, Dioscorea opposita, Cornus officinalis, and Jin Kui Shen Qi Wan... all of which are herbs for strengthening the body and nourishing the vital energy.
"Remember, you can't smoke or drink anymore. Get more sunshine and try not to bottle up your anger."
"Yes, yes, we've remembered." Zhao Weiguo nodded repeatedly like a primary school student.
He took the prescription, expressed his gratitude profusely, and, supporting his father, whose spirits had greatly improved, left the pharmacy amidst the admiring gazes of reporters and onlookers.
The health bureau staff members left with their faces flushed.
As Wang Minyu watched their retreating figures, the system's voice echoed in his mind.
[Congratulations, host, on completing the first stage of the main quest: 'Test of Reputation'. You have successfully transformed the 'Challenger' Zhao Weiguo into a 'potential victim'.]
[Reward: Basic access to the system shop has been unlocked.]
Wang Minyu had a sudden thought, and an interface resembling an online shopping platform appeared in his mind.
Various goods were displayed on it, but they were all very strange.
[Item 1: Absolutely soundproof curtains. Function: Blocks 99% of sound, turning your cubicle into a private consultation room. Price: 500 reputation points.]
[Item Two: Automatic Temperature-Controlled Tea Mug. Benefits: Keeps your goji berries hot all day. Price: 200 Reputation Points.]
[Item Three: An ordinary-looking chair. Effect: Contains microcurrent stimulation, causing those who sit on it to unconsciously tell the truth. Price: 1000 reputation points.]
Wang Minyu's lips twitched as he watched.
Why is this system getting more and more unorthodox?