The Age of Rebirth: Winning since the educated youth went to the countryside

Seeing that Zhu Jianguo was a little anxious, Zhou Ziwen simply said hello to the Chen sisters, and then left with Zhu Jianguo.

As for the production team’s morning meeting, it’s okay if it’s not held.

"What's going on with your dad now?"

On the way to Zhu Jianguo's house, Zhou Ziwen asked about the situation.

"My dad woke up this morning and suddenly couldn't speak clearly. His eyes and mouth were also crooked. I read in a medical book that this situation should be a stroke."

When talking about his condition, Zhu Jianguo was a little unsure.

He was also a little confused as to whether his old man had suffered a stroke.

"It should be a stroke." Zhou Ziwen nodded.

The symptoms of stroke are very obvious, such as misalignment of the mouth and eyes, unclear speech, and in severe cases, blurred vision, blurry vision, convulsions, headaches, vomiting, etc.

"Did you bring the silver needle?" Zhou Ziwen suddenly asked.

In a situation like Zhu Youde's, acupuncture is necessary.

With his level of medical skills, he may not be able to cure it. Of course, acupuncture is definitely an essential procedure.

Even if there is no certainty of cure, it can still have a certain effect.

"No, I'll go to the clinic to get it." After hearing this, Zhu Jianguo patted his head in frustration.

He was too busy. As soon as he found out about his father's situation, he immediately came to see Zhou Ziwen. As for the rest, he didn't think about it at all.

"Then go get it and bring the medical kit with you." Zhou Ziwen nodded and said.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Zhu Jianguo agreed, and then hurried to the clinic.

After Zhu Jianguo left, Zhou Ziwen continued to rush to his home.

It's not like he doesn't know the location of Zhu Jianguo, so he doesn't need anyone to guide him at all.

After a while, Zhou Ziwen came to Zhu Jianguo's house.

After entering the house, he saw Zhu Youde lying on the kang.

But Zhu Youde didn't look very good at this moment.

His eyes and mouth were crooked because he couldn't close his mouth and was drooling all the time.

Zhu Youde's wife was sitting next to the fire bed, wiping his saliva with a towel.

"Uncle Zhu, Brother Jianguo said you were sick. I came to check on the situation."

Zhou Ziwen said.

Seeing Zhou Ziwen, Zhu Youde stretched out his hand and gestured twice, and barked a few times to indicate that it was inconvenient for him to speak.

"Uncle Zhu, don't worry. Stroke is a common disease. Give me your hand first and I'll take a look at the situation."

Zhou Ziwen comforted him and motioned for him to stretch out his hand.

Zhu Youde didn't say much and honestly stretched out his hand.

In fact, in his case, it didn't matter whether he felt his pulse or not, his mouth and eyes were crooked, he drooled, and he couldn't speak clearly. This was an obvious stroke.

Just by taking his pulse, we can find out his condition in more detail.

For traditional Chinese medicine, everything is very important.

In particular, Zhou Ziwen knew that his medical skills were not very high, so he was more careful when treating people.

After checking Zhu Youde's pulse, Zhou Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Zhu Youde's illness was not particularly serious.

Although the stroke occurred very quickly and the symptoms appeared quickly, fortunately, he arrived in time. With his medical skills, there was still no problem in treating this recent stroke.

If he delayed longer, he would not be so sure.

"Ziwen, I brought the medical kit and the silver needle."

At this moment, Zhu Youde ran in from outside panting.

In his hand, he also held a medicine box.

It has to be said that although Zhu Jianguo has poor medical skills, he has a good attitude.

If you really learn how to do it, you will be a good doctor.

"Give it to me!" Zhou Ziwen nodded, and then said to Zhu Youde: "Uncle Zhu, I already understand your situation. I will give you acupuncture and take Chinese medicine every day. If everything goes well, it will last about five days." You can recover in seven days."

"However, stroke is a disease that may recur. You need to pay more attention to it in the future, especially in terms of living habits and diet. Brother Jianguo should know these, so I won't say more."

"Yeah!" Zhu Youde had some difficulty speaking, but he still nodded in response, indicating that he would pay attention.

"Okay, then I'll start."

Zhou Ziwen sterilized the silver needle, asked Zhu Youde to lie down, and then started to inject the needle.

He has level two medical skills and his acupuncture skills are not bad either.

Especially in terms of acupuncture point identification, I have my own experience.

He has reached the tenth level of Baji Quan and has a deep understanding of the flow of Qi and blood in the human body and the identification of acupuncture points.

Next, Zhou Ziwen began to inject Zhu Youde.

Sometimes slow and serious, sometimes quick and fast.

After finishing his busy work, Zhu Youde felt that the skin on his face began to relax.

Especially the corners of the mouth can be closed after a while.

This effect can be said to be immediate.

After the acupuncture, Zhu Youde opened his mouth and tried to speak.

Although the result is not very clear when spoken, it is much better than before.

"Xiao Zhou, please excuse me."

Zhu Youde said vaguely.

"It's okay, it's all what I should do."

Zhou Ziwen answered casually. Although he couldn't hear clearly what Zhu Youde said, he roughly guessed it from his expression.

Then, Zhou Ziwen asked Zhu Jianguo to bring him a pen and paper and write him a prescription.

"Brother Jianguo, take this prescription and get some medicine. If you have any questions, come back to me."

While talking, Zhou Ziwen handed the prescription to Zhu Jianguo.

"Okay, I understand, Ziwen, thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know what to do." Zhu Jianguo said gratefully.

"It's okay, that's what we do as hygienists!"

Zhou Ziwen waved his hand and said, "I'll leave the rest to you. I also want to go to the mushroom house."

"Ziwen, please wait a moment."

When Zhou Ziwen was about to leave, Zhu Jianguo came over.

When he came over, he also stuffed a bag of things over.

"Brother Jianguo, what are you doing? Take it back quickly, I can't have it." Zhou Ziwen frowned and hurriedly refused.

Although when he was treating people before, some people were like this. Because they were grateful, they wanted to take something as a thank you gift.

Of course, Zhou Ziwen will also accept some things that he really can't refuse.

But the things he collected were all local specialties.

As for some of the more precious things, he rejected them.

"Ziwen, this is nothing valuable. It's just a bag of tea. It represents my feelings. Just accept it!" Zhu Jianguo hurriedly explained.

He also knew that Zhou Ziwen didn't like expensive things. After thinking for a long time, he finally thought of a suitable gift.

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

Once he heard it was tea, Zhou Ziwen no longer refused.

As Zhu Jianguo himself said, tea is not a very precious thing.

The best thing he can do is teach him more medical skills in the future so that he can still have the confidence to accept this kind of thank you gift.

Although receiving gifts is not allowed.

But in this society, interpersonal relationships are inevitable.