"Xiaoye, what do you think?"

After asking Cao Zhaohui, old Chen turned to ask Ye mo.

Xia Bing also turns her head curiously. She is also curious about ye Mo's view.

She couldn't see the depth of the medical skills Ye Mo showed when he saved the unconscious old man with Ye mo before, but from the attitude of Chen Lao, an expert from the provincial hospital, it should also be better.

Ye Mo shook his head and smiled.

"I agree with brother Cao."

Cao Zhaohui was stunned. He knew that generally speaking in this tone, there must be a negative answer. Comparison is a relatively vague word, and approval is only part of approval.

Sure enough, Yemo continued.

"But it's not completely hysteria, but it's a little similar, and this case is not just one cause."

Then ye Mo picked up the two B-ultrasound photos just now and handed them to Cao Zhaohui.

"Observe carefully to see if there is any change in the position of the patient's liver before and after wrestling."

Cao Zhaohui hurriedly took the photos and compared them carefully. When he looked carefully, it was true!

Although the position of the liver in the two photos is very positive, there is a little difference. One is slightly higher and the other is slightly lower. If you don't observe it carefully, you really can't see this slight difference.

"According to the change of liver position, I made an inference. The patient's fall at that time caused the liver position to move. This position is a little special. When the patient lies down, the liver resets, so the body is completely normal. When the patient stands, the liver begins to shift, so there are all kinds of strange symptoms."

After ye Mo finished speaking, old Chen thought a little, and then suddenly realized!

Looking at Ye Mo again, his eyes are more fiery. On Ye Mo, he has faintly seen a bit of the wind of great medicine!

This son will become a great weapon in the future!

Cao Chaohui is a serious western medicine. He doesn't understand Ye Mo's theory, but he also has a vague guess.

Xia Bing and the others in the ward stared at the three people who were being consulted.

Yemer explained.

"The basis of my inference is that when the patient stands up, he must look up. According to the viewpoint of traditional Chinese medicine, the liver dominates the eyes. If the eyes are not right, it must be because the liver is not right."

No one spoke in the room. Old Chen nodded slightly. There was only one traditional Chinese medicine here. No one else could understand it.

Yemerton paused and continued.

"As for why the illness was so serious, I think it was because of the sudden shock at that time, which led to mental tension. When the patient was ill, his head would fall involuntarily, which is a good proof."

The people in the room are a little stunned. The patient's head is down because he is nervous and wants to see if there will be unidentified objects at his feet, but his eyes look up again, but he can't see the soles of his feet. This disease is strange.

Xia Bing couldn't help asking.

"Is there any way to cure it?"

Cao Zhaohui touched his chin and mused.

"When you are nervous, you can prescribe some drugs to relieve your nerves, but it's difficult to do this visceral displacement..."

Cao Zhaohui shook his head. What he wanted to say was that this little displacement was not a displacement at all in the view of Western medicine. It had no impact.

Yemo smiled.

"There is a way to cure it. As long as there is one thing, I can make the patient recover and go home today."

Ye Mo's words made everyone in the ward take a breath and let the patient who had been lying for several months recover immediately. Isn't this a joke?

Even the relatively calm old Chen trembled and almost pulled out his gray beard.

This boy is clearly a doctor with 28 classics, but how can he give people the feeling of a fortune teller?

Xiong's old prescription can cure the disease

Ye Mo's conclusion inevitably makes people feel that he is a liar. This time, even Xia Bing's mother, Wang Shufang, looked at him with a suspicious eye.

Why is the child so lame?

Wang Shufang hesitated and even began to consider whether to interfere with Xia Bing's contact with Ye mo.

Cao Zhaohui was slightly surprised, but he quickly covered up his mood and looked as usual.

There is no extreme reaction to what ye Mo said. His Qi Nourishing skills are quite good.

Xia Bing is excited. Her biggest wish at the moment is to make her mother healthy and safe. She wants Ye Mo to take medicine immediately and make her mother recover as before.

"Brother ye, do you think about it again?"

Cao Chaohui looked at old Chen and ye mo. after thinking about it, he still couldn't let go and decided to remind him.

The patient has been lying for so long, and there is no sign of improvement. Ye Mo blindly wants the patient to recover in an instant. To tell the truth, Cao Zhaohui is a little worried.

He is afraid that ye Mo is young and greedy for work. If he can't be cured at that time, he will be very passive, especially in front of so many people, and the patient's family members are present.

Yemer waved his hand.

"The patient must have been very painful after lying for so long. As doctors, we should also consider the patient's feelings. If there is a quick way, we'd better use the quick way as much as possible."

He never said ambiguous words when treating diseases. If he can't treat, he says he can't treat. If he can treat, he will explain how long the course of treatment is.

Old Chen nodded slightly. The boy's words looked like a doctor. The patient entrusted himself to the hospital and the doctor, which was quite a lot of trust.

Let the patient get rid of the pain as quickly as possible, which is what every doctor should try his best to do. If he doesn't even take this responsibility, he will take the treatment method of no plague and no fire, which will add to the patient's pain. Needless to say, it is also an insult to his own medical skills.

"Then this prescription..."

Cao Zhaohui asked.

He thought for a long time, but he didn't think of any drugs to relieve the spirit. At the same time, it also has the effect of liver reduction, and can make the patient recover quickly.

Ye Mo didn't take the stubble. It's OK for traditional Chinese medicine to discuss the condition with western medicine, but if you discuss the prescription, you're just looking for bad luck.

"Brother Cao steamed rice, I have to trouble you. Is the restaurant in our hospital open now?" I asked for two dishes, a large portion of rice, and two bottles of Baijiu.

Ye Mo looks at Cao Zhaohui and says solemnly.

Cao Chaohui wondered in his heart. He didn't know what use it was, but he still nodded.

"There is. I'll send someone to prepare it right away!"

Old Chen touched his chin. He didn't guess Ye Mo's intention. Is it possible that the boy is just hungry?

Looking at Ye Mo, the old God, Chen felt that he couldn't see through the boy more and more.

"By the way, brother ye, do you mind if I look for some experts who have contacted this case in the hospital to watch and learn? This medical case is very rare, and several experts in internal medicine are also very concerned."

Cao Chaohui took out his mobile phone and was about to give orders when he suddenly thought of this and turned to ask Ye mo.