Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

"A total of 56 yuan and [-] cents." Dr. He said, "Let me have a look at the letter of introduction."

Meng Zezhi took out money and a letter of introduction to him.

The letter of introduction was opened by Lin Erde's father-in-law, who is the captain of the production team in the village.

Dr. He was also very interested in the prescriptions for treating uremia, and he originally wanted to chat with Meng Zezhi for a few more words.But Meng Zezhi didn't give him this chance at all. He said 'thank you, doctor', turned around and left Rongshengtang with the medicine in his hand.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man didn't care to take the medicine he had grasped, and hurriedly chased after him.

"Brother, brother, please stay behind..."

Meng Zezhi stopped when he heard the sound, and looked back.

"Brother—" the middle-aged man was out of breath.

Meng Zezhi pretended to be puzzled: "You are?"

The middle-aged man grabbed Meng Zezhi's hand, his expression hard to hide his excitement: "Just now, I heard from you in the pharmacy that the medicine you grabbed was used to treat uremia?"

"En." Meng Zezhi nodded hesitantly.

"Then, is this medicine useful?" The middle-aged man asked cautiously.

"It should work."

A light suddenly shot out from the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he said incoherently: "Brother, my father also has uremia, in the advanced stage, the doctor said that he will die in a few days... My father is not easy, my mother A few years ago, he ran away with someone, and he brought up our brothers all by himself. After a few years of blessings, he got such a terminal illness. Brother, look, can you treat me like this? The doctor who gave you the prescription introduced it to me."

There is no such thing as a kidney transplant these days, and if you get uremia, you basically have to wait to die.

"This—" Meng Zezhi looked hesitant.

"I don't ask for your help in vain, I'll give you the referral fee." As he said that, the middle-aged man hurriedly took out a handful of money from his pocket and stuffed it into Meng Zezhi's hand.After a cursory glance, there must be dozens of dollars.

He is a dutiful son.

Meng Zezhi took another look at him and frowned, as if hesitating for something.

Seeing that Meng Zezhi didn't even look at the money in his hand, the middle-aged man knew that this was not what he valued, and he became even more anxious: "Brother, just treat it as me begging you, and I will kneel down for you." down..."

The heat is almost up.

Meng Zezhi quickly grabbed him, sighed and said: "For the sake of our family's similar situation... Let me tell you the truth, my family ancestors were all doctors, and I figured out the prescription myself based on the medical books handed down by my ancestors." It came out and has not been used on humans yet... You also know that uremia is a terminal illness, so I estimate that the possibility that this prescription can cure uremia is not high, there is only a [-]% chance at most."

The reason why I say this is to win the trust of the middle-aged man, and he doesn't need to believe it wholeheartedly, just three days is enough.

"Forty percent?" The middle-aged man's eyes widened. There was forty percent. After all, his father had already been sentenced to death by a doctor invited by country M.

The corners of his mouth trembled, and he knelt down to Meng Zezhi sincerely: "Brother, please save my father. It's best if you can save my father. If you can't, that's life, and we won't blame you, please." You..."

"What's the matter?"

"do not know."

……

Seeing this scene, the passers-by stopped.

"Look at the crowd—" Meng Zezhi frowned, but no matter how he helped him, the middle-aged man refused to stand up.

In the end, he could only say: "Since you have talked about this, then I will try!"

"Okay, okay." The middle-aged man was very excited: "Please follow me."

The middle-aged man's surname is Cheng, and his full name is Cheng Jichang. The whole family has just been rehabilitated not long ago.He himself is teaching at Dingshi University. His eldest brother is the secretary of the Dingshi Municipal Party Committee, his second brother works in a newspaper office, and his two older sisters are also civil servants who eat state food.

When something happened to his family back then, it was his father who shouldered all the crimes and saved the whole family. However, his father's body was exhausted during the labor reform.

No wonder Cheng Jichang is so filial.

Otherwise, Meng Zezhi would not have planned such an elaborate plan.

"Doctor Lin, how are you doing?"

Seeing that Meng Zezhi withdrew his hand on the old man's wrist, Cheng Jichang asked impatiently.

"Difficult." Meng Zezhi flipped through the medical records on the side. The patient was so skinny that it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as skinny. The exhaled air smelled like urine. In addition, he also suffered from high blood pressure, diabetes and other complications.

In short, the patient's body was on the verge of collapse.

While speaking, the corner of his eye fell on the young man waiting at the side, who noticed his gaze and nodded at him.

Unexpectedly, I ran into an acquaintance.

Isn't it the young man who bought all his seafood in the black market before?

Cheng Jichang was overjoyed: "You mean, it can be cured?"

Doctor Zhao pouted at the side. He didn't believe that a problem that modern medicine can't solve can be cured by a mountain doctor who came out of nowhere with water from dead trees and rotten leaves?

It's just that at this moment, everyone in the Cheng family regards Meng Zezhi as a life-saving straw, so it's not good for him to say something disappointing at this juncture.

"Try it." Meng Zezhi said, "Give me a pen and paper."

"Okay." Cheng Jichang touched his pocket subconsciously.

Seeing this, the nurse at the side quickly handed over the ward round record book in her hand.

While writing, Meng Zezhi said: "The old man's illness is more complicated, I mean first treat the symptoms and then the root cause, take your time..."

"Even if it can be cured... the old man is getting old, even if he is well maintained on weekdays, it can last for another five years at most. You have to be mentally prepared."

The Cheng family on the side just nodded in agreement.

"Okay." Meng Zezhi carefully checked the two prescriptions written twice before handing them over to Cheng Jichang: "Please trouble Mr. Cheng to prepare these medicinal materials, and prepare a set of silver needles and a set of medicine for me." Cupping."

"No problem." Cheng Jichang said hastily.

Just as he was talking, Cheng Jichang's elder brother Cheng Zhongyue came back: "How is it?"

The young man Cheng Guangzhi looked at Meng Zezhi and whispered something in his ear.

"Black market? Seafood?" Cheng Zhongyue frowned, and the word liar flashed in his mind, but he still had a chance in his heart: "Send someone to check his details first."

"it is good."

That afternoon, Cheng Jichang prepared everything Meng Zezhi needed.

Meng Zezhi asked Cheng's family for two rooms, one for storing medicinal materials and the other for decocting medicine.

He tried to inject a period of true qi into old man Cheng's body, and then used acupuncture and cupping to guide this real qi to slowly repair the wounds in his body, and supplemented it with medicinal juice to warm and nourish the internal organs.

He never prescribes medicine, and he does it himself no matter whether it is grabbing medicine or decocting medicine.The reason for doing this is firstly to maintain my sense of mystery, and secondly, isn’t it normal for Chinese medicine to protect their precious prescriptions from being leaked out?

Facts have proved that his treatment direction is right.

three days later.

"Dad, I found out." Cheng Guangzhi rushed home in a hurry.

Cheng Zhongyue also just came back from get off work.

"That Lin Suihan is just an ordinary fisherman who never went to school. His adoptive father is an old doctor of Chinese medicine, but he is only half-baked. It is said that he has cured people to death. He has no experience in practicing medicine before. "

"What?" Cheng Zhongyue's expression changed. He thought Lin Suihan was a liar at most, but he didn't expect that the other party was not even a doctor.

"Old man—" Cheng Zhongyue took a short breath, "Let's go."

Just as he was talking, Cheng Jichang came downstairs excitedly. Seeing Cheng Zhongyue and his son, he couldn't wait to share his joy with them: "Brother, Dad didn't vomit blood all afternoon. Dr. Zhao said that Dad's gastric ulcer has begun to improve." .”

"What?" Cheng Zhongyue and his son froze, and their expressions changed again.

"What's the matter with you?" Cheng Jichang belatedly realized that there was something wrong with Cheng Zhong's father and son's expressions.

Cheng Zhongyue and his son looked at each other, they couldn't say that just a second ago, they were going to settle accounts with Lin Suihan.

"Nothing?" Cheng Zhongyue didn't care about the embarrassment: "Good thing, let's go, let's go see the old man, and thank Dr. Lin by the way."