Female doctor copper coin

Chapter 155 A two-pronged approach

Time comes with the waiting of copper coins.

Three days later, Uncle Hu's son came directly to the third floor. When he saw Tongqian looking at him, he said, "I have been vomiting and having diarrhea these past few days, but I feel much better now that I have had diarrhea."

"Do you think he's in good condition?" asked Tongqian.

"I think it's okay." Uncle Hu said solemnly.

"Don't lie to me just to get me to cure you?" Tongqian asked again.

"No, no, it's really possible." Uncle Hu's son said immediately.

"That's good. Come and get the pills in seven days. Bring your father with me to see him before you get the medicine." Tongqian agreed with a smile.

Uncle Hu's son left immediately to take care of his father.

Tongqian watched Uncle Hu's son leave, and he had an idea in his mind. He would wait seven days to look at Uncle Hu's hand lines before making a decision.

Seven days later, Uncle Hu bravely came to the third floor. The copper coin was already quietly waiting for his arrival.

Tongqian asked him to sit down and looked around his ears. The pus in the kidney area of ​​both ears had broken and scabbed. The pus behind the ears had stopped flowing and scabbed.

I took it out and looked at it, and there was no change.

When I stuck out my tongue, I saw that it was much smoother and looked a bit like a tongue.

"How do you feel?" Tongqian asked Uncle Hu seriously.

"I feel that your medicine is like a claw, scratching the disease out of me. I was vomiting and having diarrhea in the first few days, and then I had diarrhea only in the next few days. After the diarrhea, I don't feel weak, but relieved." Uncle Hu said as he thought.

"You can see that your complexion has changed. The medicine I used is a bit strong. If you can bear it, I will be relieved and dare to treat you." Tongqian felt a little relieved.

"Just wait here while I make medicine for you! Take a month's supply of medicine this time and come back for a checkup in a month, okay?" Tongqian asked with a smile.

"Sure, we'll come whenever you want." Uncle Hu answered seriously.

While writing the prescription, Tongqian asked, "Did any of your ancestors have this disease?"

"Don't say it, my grandfather died of this disease at the age of 52, and my father and uncle both died of this disease at the age of 53." Uncle Hu was talking, but Tongqian was shocked. This family is all sick with this disease. "Your family members should pay attention to viral infection. It is best to eat and live independently during the onset period."

"I am 58 years old this year, but I got onset relatively late among people in several lifetimes, but I didn't live enough!" Uncle Hu is still in his own world of narration.

Tongqian looked at his son and said, "You must take precautions, especially during his illness period."

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

"My brother passed away last year at the age of 54," Uncle Hu said again.

"I worked hard to make money when I was young, but now I'm old and I haven't even had time to enjoy it. I have to leave. I'm not willing to accept that!" Uncle Hu seemed to have touched the speaking switch and kept talking.

"Lao Liang and I have been friends since childhood, classmates, and colleagues. I didn't expect that he would be so lucky to meet you and save his life. He will receive his pension next year. He is one year older than me."

"Oh, he's one year older." Tongqian realized at this time that Uncle Liang was one year older than him. Yes, Uncle Liang asked his son to call him Uncle Hu, so wasn't she also calling him Uncle Hu? But Uncle Hu looked seven or eight years older.

"I am so lucky this time. I met him who cured my illness. He set a good example for me. I will follow his example and take pills every day."

Tongqian listened to his mumbling while making the pills carefully.

Three generations of this family died from this disease. One reason is that the virus was transmitted to the next generation. The molecules of this disease are very small, so they are very easily transmitted.

After making the medicine, she wanted to check her son's palm lines to see if there were any warning signs of infection.

Often the virus load at the end of the disease is very high, and the next generation is the one that carries the virus. If you don't pay attention, it will continue to be passed on. It's not a family heirloom, so you have to cut it off in time.

Tongqian was rubbing the pills while thinking about it.

When she put the pills in front of Uncle Hu, she saw that he was already in tears and kept wiping his tears. "This is a life-saving pill. I will take it well and not miss a single meal."

"Come back in a month to get the medicine."

"Okay okay."

"Take your medicine and eat well, and I will ensure that you live for more than a year."

"Yeah, I know. After surviving for a year, there will be no danger."

"Come here, let me take a look, are you infected?" Tongqian said to Uncle Hu's son.

"Me? Okay, okay, let me see." Uncle Hu's son stretched out his hand.

Tongqian looked carefully and found that there were "well" patterns on his left liver area, and the thenar was a little red. This was an obvious sign of liver damage.

"You also need to take some medicine to improve your liver metabolism." Tongqian gave sincere advice.

"Really? Then prescribe some medicine for me. We trust you."

Tongqian made pills for Uncle Hu's son.

She is treating her father and preventing her son from getting sick, taking a two-pronged approach to block the virus.