Chapter Fifteen Poor Little Zi Jie (Part 2)

  Chapter Fifteen: Poor Little Zi Jie (Part 2)

  Listening to Wang Zhi and Han Yixue's sudden conversation, Chen Kaiwen was taken aback for a moment, looking at Wang Xu in surprise. He and Wang Xu were both studying traditional Chinese medicine, yet he hadn't noticed anything unusual about the girl just now.

  "No wonder the teacher praised Wang Xu so much." Chen Kaiwen felt a wave of emotion, and indeed, Wang Xu's eyes were extraordinary.

  Han Yixue ignored Chen Kaiwen's idea and said to herself: "Xiao Zijie was also in college, but she suddenly fell ill half a year ago. She had no strength when walking, always felt thirsty, her appetite increased greatly, and she couldn't bear even slight intense exercise, so she had to drop out of school and stay at home. The money earned by the old man's shop in these years was almost all spent on treating Xiao Zijie's illness."

  "Has it been found out what disease it is?" Chen Kaiwen asked aloud.

  "Diabetes." Han Yixue said bitterly.

  In Western medicine, diabetes is a group of metabolic disorders characterized by high blood sugar due to defects in insulin secretion and/or insulin action. Typical symptoms are the three polys and one less, namely polyuria, polydipsia, polyphagia and weight loss. The condition worsens under stress. Symptoms such as decreased appetite, nausea, vomiting, abdominal pain, increased urination, dizziness, somnolence, blurred vision, difficulty breathing, and coma may occur.

  Diabetes is a disease with a relatively high incidence rate worldwide in recent years. However, the largest group of diabetic patients nowadays are people over 40 years old, and those under 40 who develop the disease are not many. People like Bai Zijie, who developed diabetes at the age of 20, are even rarer, which is why Han Yixue has such a bitter expression.

  However, diabetes has a certain genetic and familial tendency. Although cases like Bai Zijie's are rare, they do exist. Contracting such an illness at the tender age of twenty is indeed pitiful.

  For diabetes, there is no good cure internationally at present. Some lucky ones can be cured, while the unlucky ones can only rely on insulin injections to maintain their condition.

  Three people were talking, and Bai Ziliang bounced in again, holding a plate of edamame. Han Yixue saw this and hurried over to greet her, scolding: "Why did you serve the dishes yourself? Aren't there waiters?"

  Bai Zijie, although she was in the restaurant, did not do much work due to her own circumstances. Serving dishes and pouring water were tasks that rarely fell on her. The reason why Old Man Bai kept Bai Zijie by his side was simply for convenience and care.

  "It's nothing, just a plate of peas." Bai Zijie said with a smile, looking very optimistic and cheerful. If you didn't know any better, you would never guess that this beautiful young girl was suffering from a stubborn illness.

  Han Yixue took the plate from Bai Zijie's hand and placed it on the dinner table, then looked at Wang Xu and said: "Doctor Wang, since you can see that Little Purple is not feeling well, I wonder if you can check again?"

  "No problem, I'll take his pulse." Wang Xu said with a faint smile, treating patients and saving lives was the duty of a doctor, he wouldn't shirk it.

  "Xue Jie!" Hearing Han Yixue's words, Bai Zijie's originally smiling face suddenly turned pale, looking at Han Yixue with some blame.

  Generally, patients suffering from illnesses, especially those that are difficult to cure, dislike it the most when others spread their conditions everywhere. Bai Zijie was no exception.

  "It's okay, this brother is a new divine doctor in our hospital, maybe he can cure your illness." Han Yixue patted Xiao Zijie's shoulder and comforted her.

  "Can my illness really be cured?" Bai Zijie asked disbelievingly, her illness had been going on for over a year now, she had seen countless doctors but to no avail, and could only rely on medication to sustain herself. She couldn't even go to school anymore, every night she would secretly cry alone in her bed, hugging her quilt tightly. But in order not to worry her father, the next day she would still put on a smiling face, though the bitterness in her heart was known only to herself.

  "Don't worry, your illness can be cured, let that brother take a look." Han Yixue encouraged.

  Bai Zijie slowly walked up to Wang Xu, looking at him unnaturally. Considering Wang Xu's age was only two or three years older than hers, could he really cure her illness?

  "Don't be afraid, stretch out your arm, I'll take your pulse." Wang Xu said with a smile.

  After hearing Wang Xu's words, Bai Zijie subconsciously glanced at Han Yixue beside her and saw that Han Yixue nodded encouragingly. She then pulled up her sleeve and stretched out her pale and thin arm in front of Wang Xu.

  Wang Xu smiled and pulled over a chair, letting Bai Zijie sit down, taking a napkin from the side to pad underneath before reaching out to take Bai Zijie's pulse.

  Wang Xu's three fingers lightly rested on Bai Zijie's wrist, carefully feeling her pulse. Bai Zijie's pulse was weak and slow. After checking one hand, Wang Xu switched to the other, only to find that the pulse in Bai Zijie's right hand was even weaker than her left.

  After listening to the pulse, Wang Xu furrowed his brow and meditated quietly for a long time before his eyebrows relaxed. Han Yixue saw this and hastily asked: "How is it?"

  "This is a consumptive disease of Qi and blood deficiency, the root of the disease lies in the spleen." Wang Xu said lightly.

  Diabetes is called Xiao Ke in traditional Chinese medicine. Wang Xu's diagnosis was accurate, and he hit the root of Bai Zijie's illness at once.

  "Is there any way to treat it?" Han Yixue was overjoyed when she heard this, originally she just had a try-and-see attitude, but unexpectedly Wang Xu actually hit the nail on the head, compared to many doctors in the past who only vaguely said it was diabetes or something similar, he was much stronger.

  "It's hard to say." Wang Xu shook his head and looked at Bai Zijie, asking: "Besides overeating and drinking, do you have any other symptoms?"

  Listening to Wang Xu's question, Bai Zijie subconsciously dodged a bit, although Wang Xu was now treating her illness, after all, he was just a young man of about 24 years old, and some symptoms were relatively subtle, she couldn't help but feel unnatural as a girl.

  "Zijie, honestly tell Doctor Wang, maybe Doctor Wang can really cure your illness." Han Yixue urged hastily.

  Now, Han Yixue was somewhat curious about Wang Xu. Wang Xu had been in the hospital for less than half a month, and apart from his usual consultations, he had operated twice, both times curing diseases that were relatively difficult to treat in the department.

  Whether it was the patient with abdominal distension before or Miao Runfeng yesterday, Han Yixue had studied both diseases. From Wang Zhi's prescription and diagnosis, Han Yixue felt that Wang Xu's medical skills were even stronger than Zhang Yiming's. Moreover, since Wang Xu had just revealed White Zi Jie's hidden illness with one sentence, Han Yixue thought that perhaps White Zi Jie's disease might really be cured by this unknown young man this time.

  As for why Han Yixue had this feeling, she couldn't explain it herself, it was just a premonition. This young man who is several years younger than her has created two miracles after all.

  Perhaps whether it was the patient with abdominal distension or Miao Runfeng, their illnesses were not considered a big deal in the eyes of a true medical expert. However, Wang Xu was only in his early twenties, and just looking at his age, one couldn't help but sigh.

  At the urging of Han Yixue, Bai Zijie hesitantly said: "Also, in winter I'm not very afraid of cold, my urine is white and turbid, and when I look at it in the toilet bucket, it seems like there's a layer of oil floating on top."

  "A parched throat unaware of coldness indicates dry heat in the body." After listening to Bai Zijie's description, Wang Xu murmured a sentence under his breath and then revealed a hint of a smile: "Your illness can be cured."

  "Really?" Hearing Wang Xu's affirmative reply, Bai Zijie asked subconsciously with a surprised tone.

  "Really!" Han Yixue and Chen Kaiwen asked in unison.

  "Not bad, this disease still has hope of being cured." Wang Xu nodded and explained: "Qi and blood are both weak, plus the body is dry and hot, so we can start by using sweet warmth to assist the spleen and sweet coldness to moisten dryness."

  After saying that, Wang Xu smiled and looked at Bai Zijie: "I've already got a clue about your illness, I'll go back and think about it again, and come up with a prescription. Your illness will be cured, no problem."

  "Whoosh!" After hearing Wang Xu's last words, Bai Zijie suddenly knelt down in front of Wang Xu, and two lines of clear tears flowed down her pale and weak face. She choked with excitement: "Doctor Wang, if you can really cure my illness, I will definitely repay you well."

  Wang Xu was immediately confused by Bai Zijie's behavior, and hastily helped her up, smiling bitterly: "What are you doing? Isn't being a doctor all about treating illnesses and saving lives?"

  Han Yixue and Chen Kaiwen also rushed to help on the side, only then did they comfort Bai Zijie who was overjoyed and wiped away the tears from Xiao Yatou's face.

  After Bai Zijie recovered, she burst into tears and laughed, looking at Wang Xu and the others: "Thank you, I'll go tell my dad now, let him thank you properly." After that, she hurriedly ran downstairs.

  P.S: Laughing again with a shameless request for recommendation votes, I suddenly had a fever these two days and couldn't get better, it's really miserable. As a medical student myself, I'm helpless against my own fever, I wonder if I've been infected by the H7N9 virus, but laughing recently hasn't eaten any poultry!

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