The most enlightened doctor

Yu Zhiming learned from Teacher Qi Yue that the non-protein amino acid is more like a stimulant.

Although it increases brain cell activity, it also accelerates the aging and death of brain cells.

Judging from the cell culture tests conducted in the laboratory of Ning'an Hospital, Mr. Ji's current brain atrophy, which has imaging characteristics similar to Alzheimer's disease, is most likely caused by this amino acid.

"Teacher, can Mr. Ji's condition still be treated?" Yu Zhiming asked.

Qi Yue shook his head and sighed: "Irreversible."

"What's even more difficult is that we don't dare to carry out treatment to eliminate the fungi in his brain."

Qi Yue said with a distressed look on his face: "His brain is functioning normally now, mainly relying on the non-protein amino acids secreted by the fungi to increase the activity of brain cells."

"Once this amino acid is gone, he will immediately fall into a state of severe Alzheimer's disease and he will no longer be himself."

"However, this amino acid accelerated the aging and death of his healthy brain cells."

"When the brain cells are consumed to a certain extent and reach a certain critical point, his brain will probably shut down."

This is the real drinking of poison to quench thirst.

Yu Zhiming sighed for a moment and asked, "Teacher, what is Mr. Ji's opinion?"

Qi Yue shook his head and said, "I haven't told him yet."

"After the ward check, we went to the neurology department together, met with Director Zhang, and told him the truth together."

Qi Yue sighed softly: "At least, I can tell him some good news first."

"What good news?"

Qi Yue said softly: "Ning'an's pathology laboratory has confirmed that the non-protein amino acid is indeed a newly discovered amino acid."

"We own the naming rights."

"For example, can we call it Ji's Amino Acid?"

Yu Zhiming grinned and said, "I guess Mr. Ji doesn't want to hear such good news..."

At nearly 10:20 in the morning, Yu Zhiming followed Teacher Qi Yue to the Department of Neurology again, and met Mr. Ji and Director Zhang in the ward.

Noticing Mr. Ji's mournful expression, Yu Zhiming knew that Director Zhang had told him everything.

"Is there really no other way?"

Mr. Ji looked expectantly at the newly-appeared Yu Zhiming and Qi Yue, as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

Qi Yue explained: "Existing brain damage has always been irreversible and difficult to recover. All we can do now is to delay the occurrence of new damage as much as possible."

"only……"

Qi Yue shook his head and said no more.

The light of hope in Mr. Ji's eyes was extinguished little by little, and he held his head in despair.

"After I retired, it took me five years to get rid of that woman and go through the divorce procedures."

"These past few years have been the happiest days I have lived."

Mr. Ji recounted slowly while recalling, "I drove my RV around the country to see beautiful scenery, taste delicious food, and meet new friends. I was so happy."

"did not expect……"

The corner of his mouth suddenly twitched in pain, and he turned to ask: "How long can I stay like this?"

Qi Yue did not answer, but looked at Director Zhang.

Director Zhang coughed lightly and said: "It's hard to judge the specific time, but judging from the degree of your brain atrophy, the longest time should not exceed one year."

Mr. Ji nodded gently and said, "It's meaningless to live in a state of confusion. I don't know who I am."

"I've always wanted to go to the roof of the world."

"It's just that I was worried about my health and altitude sickness before, so I didn't dare to go."

"It's time for me to go."

Yu Zhiming suggested: "Mr. Ji, it's autumn now and it's cold. It's not a good time to go to the plateau."

Mr. Ji forced out a smile and said, "Dr. Yu, I seem to have no choice."

Yu Zhiming read this guy's medical information and knew that he had children.

However, seeing that he had no intention of staying with his family, Yu Zhiming wisely did not say any more suggestions.

If there is only the last half year of my life...

Yu Zhiming imagined it for a while and felt that there was a high probability that he would choose to spend his last days with his family...

He followed Teacher Qi Yue back to the central building and unexpectedly found someone waiting for him.

A hale and hearty old man with a red face and gray hair, and a fair-skinned man about thirty years old.

The faint smell of Chinese medicine exuding from these two people made Yu Zhiming aware of a name.

Ye Huazhang, the master of traditional Chinese medicine?

Sure enough, I heard the other party introduce himself: "Hello, Dr. Yu, I am Ye Huazhang."

"I've taken the liberty of visiting. Can I take up some of your time?"

The other party is well-known, and he is a guest.

As Yu Zhiming's teacher, Qi Yue enthusiastically and proactively invited Ye Huazhang and his apprentice into the director's office.

After pouring tea and water and chatting briefly, the two parties sat on the sofa in the reception area of ​​the director's office and sat down separately.

Ye Huazhang looked at Yu Zhiming and said slowly: "Dr. Yu, I was not born into a medical family. It was just that in my early years, the situation was chaotic and the people were in dire straits."

"My father was lucky enough to save a famous Chinese medicine expert, who is also my mentor."

"I have been studying under my mentor for nearly thirty years, and I have come step by step to where I am now, and I can only be considered a modest success."

Ye Huazhang sighed lightly and continued: "Nowadays, traditional Chinese medicine can be said to be declining day by day, and young people are increasingly disapproving of it."

“Fewer and fewer young people are taking the initiative to learn Chinese medicine.”

Yu Zhiming said: "In addition to the difficulty of learning and mastering Chinese medicine, the main reason is that there is no way to seek medical treatment."

"The essence of traditional Chinese medicine has been passed down in an orderly manner. Nowadays, it is almost a family-based teaching model."

"The so-called traditional Chinese medicine knowledge taught in colleges of traditional Chinese medicine is of little practical use at all."

Ye Huazhang nodded in agreement and said, "Indeed, traditional Chinese medicine is becoming more and more monopolistic."

"It is difficult to become a famous doctor if you are not from an aristocratic family."

"A few decades ago, in every town or village, you could still find one or two Chinese medicine doctors who could take pulses."

"Nowadays, it is quite good to find three or five Chinese medicine doctors who can truly take pulse in a county."

Yu Zhiming interrupted directly: "Mr. Ye, you came here to see me specifically. Do you want to discuss the education and inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine with me?"

Ye Huazhang laughed and said, "I do have this purpose, mainly because I want to cooperate with you, Dr. Yu."

"Cooperation? Cooperation for what?" Yu Zhiming was a little confused.

Ye Huazhang explained: "To be honest with Doctor Yu, I am writing a pulse record and am preparing to keep pace with the times and use modern imaging technology to express the symptoms of the pulse record."

"Later, I accidentally learned that Dr. Yu is particularly good at physical examinations and has the ability to discern the subtleties."

"I wanted to use my granddaughter's birthday party to have a detailed chat with you, Dr. Yu."

"But, Doctor Yu, you are not available that night."

After a pause, Ye Huazhang continued: "Dr. Yu, my idea is that I will tell the patient's pulse and you will tell the patient's actual symptoms. The two will reflect each other and improve students' understanding of the pulse and disease. "

This suggestion made Yu Zhiming feel refreshing.

To be honest, Yu Zhiming has always felt that the five elements of traditional Chinese medicine, such as deficiency, excess, stagnation of yin and yang, are very mysterious.

If the patient's specific pulse pattern is combined with the patient's specific internal abnormalities and compared one by one, it will be very easy to understand.

Chinese medicine is no longer mysterious.

In this way, with more cases that can be compared, it seems that we can crack and decode the pulse case?

Yu Zhiming knew that he was a little too optimistic and whimsical.

Nothing is so easy.

He declined politely: "Mr. Ye, to be honest, I agree with your idea and think it is very meaningful."

"It's just that I'm very busy every day now and can't spare any free time to do such things."

Ye Huazhang smiled softly and said, "Dr. Yu, don't refuse in a hurry. This is a major event to promote the culture of traditional Chinese medicine and benefit future generations."

"I don't want to complete this pulse case in a short time."

"I am planning to set up a clinic in Binhai. In addition to me, I will also invite a few old friends to sit in the clinic."

Speaking of this, Ye Huazhang stood up and said: "Doctor Yu, I hope you can consider my proposal carefully!"

Yu Zhiming said very politely: "Mr. Ye, I will definitely consider it seriously..."

After sending Ye Huazhang and his apprentice away, Qi Yue said: "Zhi Ming, this matter is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it will not bring much practical benefit to you."

"In addition to receiving a cheap favor from the other party."

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "Teacher, am I the kind of young man who rashly agrees when I'm fooled?"

Qi Yue made a light sound and struck: "You are not stupid, but you are not very smart either?"

Yu Zhiming was a little hurt and said depressedly: "Teacher, in your mind, I am stupid?"

Qi Yue laughed and said, "It's not that he's stupid, he's a bit honest. Well, that kind of honesty that makes people like him very much."

"I just love it."

Qi Yue explained a few words awkwardly, and then said: "In the afternoon, Mr. Hua from Jinling will come over with several experimental machines for awakening devices."

"Our narcolepsy project is about to enter the next phase of trials."

"If all goes well, our awakening device will be put on the market next spring."

"If sales go well, maybe next year you can buy a big house on the waterfront."

Yu Zhiming said expectantly: "I hope so. What I want is not just as simple as a big house."

"Well, I have to buy a small house for the fourth sister first."

Qi Yue glanced at him sideways.

"Zhi Ming, you have the best shortcut to getting rich."

"Marry Gu Qingning, not to mention a big house, a bigger single-family villa is not a problem."

Yu Zhiming said seriously: "Teacher, Qing Ning actually doesn't have much money."

"She only gets one to two million from the family a year, and she doesn't even have a house to live in."

Qi Yue looked at Yu Zhiming with difficulty, and thought to himself, he'd better maintain his silly evaluation of this kid...

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