C42 Acute Gastritis?

Mo Bingyuan nodded, his expression somewhat relaxed.

At this moment, Physician Sun was examining the old man, but after a long period of examination, he was still unable to determine the root of the problem.

Seeing that, Lee Yifann could not help but frown and ask: "Are you able to do it? Have you found out what's sick? "

"It should be... "Acute gastritis," Doctor Sun hesitated for a moment before giving an uncertain diagnosis.

Lee Yifann rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Are you sure?"

"Nonsense!" Am I a doctor or are you a doctor? I have seen this illness for more than ten years, could it be that I am still unable to see through this minor ailment? " Doctor Sun shouted in indignation.

Damn!

This time, Lee Yifann was sure that the other party was just a quack doctor.

He was too lazy to argue and his gaze landed on Mo Bingyuan, as he started to observe him carefully.

Mo Bingyuan's symptoms were indeed very consistent with the symptoms of acute gastritis. However, it was only because acute gastritis did not cause one to turn black and turn green, just like food poisoning.

Lee Yifann dared to conclude that Mo Bingyuan's illness was definitely not acute gastritis, so he stretched out three fingers and placed it on the old man's wrist.

"Brat, what are you doing!" Seeing that, the Master was enraged.

Lee Yifann did not even turn his head, "To see a doctor!"

Master immediately sized him up, and after a few seconds he sneered: "You think you can treat people? Don't joke around, hurry up and go to the side! "

A person who came to apply to become an apprentice of the Physician Hall actually said that he knew how to treat a patient. He was truly a laughingstock.

"I don't need you to tell me whether or not I can cure a disease," Lee Yifann could not be bothered with him.

If it wasn't acute gastritis, what kind of illness could it be?

He continuously observed Mo Bingyuan's expression and analyzed him.

Mo Bingyuan's symptoms included abdominal pain, slight vomiting, and coughing. His face was dark and yellow in color.

In traditional Chinese medicine, blackening of the restaurant is a very serious symptom of dangerous diseases.

"The restaurant is getting dark, it might be a kidney and lung disease …"

Lee Yifann began to speculate about the direction of lung disease that was related to lung and spleen in the Indian Hall.

A normal person's memory is white, the lungs appear kidney black, proof that kidney disease has affected the lungs, then it must be kidney lung disease!

At this time, the middle-aged man looked after Mo Bingyuan unhappily frowned, "What disease does he have? Have you guys made a diagnosis? "

Doctor Sun hesitated, but based on his level, he could not confirm it completely. He could only stammer, "It should be acute gastritis."

The man was displeased. "What do you mean 'should'? "That's right, that's right, that's right, do you know how to treat patients or not?"

Doctor Sun and Master's faces paled at the same time.

To be honest, they didn't have many people visiting them. All of them came here to cheat and earn a lot of money. If he really knew how to treat a patient, he would have long opened up the infirmary in the bustling commercial district to earn a large sum of money. There was no need for him to open the clinic in such a godforsaken place.

Doctor Sun gritted his teeth and steeled his heart. "He's suffering from acute gastritis. Give him the drug immediately."

Master also felt that it was acute gastritis and immediately went to get the medicine.

"Stop!" He is not an acute gastritis at all! " Lee Yifann immediately opened his mouth to stop the Master who went to get the medicine. After his pulse examination and analysis just now, he had already determined that the disease that Mo Bingyuan suffered from was a very serious lung disease.

It was not acute gastritis at all.

"Brat, stop with your nonsense. What qualifications do you have to question my judgement?" Doctor Sun was furious, wasn't Lee Yifann's words just smacking his face in front of the crowd?

"Scram! Don't hinder our infirmary from treating the patient!" Master pushed and shoved, about to chase Lee Yifann away.

Lee Yifann clenched his teeth, "You, you will kill people!"

When he checked earlier, he realized that Mo Bingyuan's consumption of lung had been increasing over a period of time, and the situation was especially complicated. Using a medicine that could treat acute gastritis without any help would instead be harmful.

"Little brother, are you serious?" When the middle-aged man beside him heard this, he frowned.

"Big Brother, I'm serious! You're the one who brought the patients here. You can make the decision, hurry up and stop them! " Lee Yifann was extremely anxious.

The middle-aged man scratched the back of his head, not knowing who he should trust. He frowned and said, "I was just passing by. I sent him here because he was sick. I can't make a decision." Furthermore, I'm not a doctor, so I don't understand any of the things you're talking about! "

The man's name was Cao Dong. On the way to work today, he saw that Mo Bingyuan was sick and that there were so many people on the way here that no one bothered with him.

He had originally planned to just send the person over, but who knew that the Little Medical Center would be unable to diagnose Mo Bingyuan's illness? He was really worried, so he endured until now and didn't leave.

Lee Yifann was stunned, so it turned out that Cao Dong was just a passing kind-hearted person who had no relationship with Mo Bingyuan.

No wonder Mo Bingyuan told him to make a call earlier and did not ask Cao Dong to contact Mo Lingyan for her help.

"Don't listen to that brat's nonsense, he's just a ignorant brat!" Master shouted coldly from the side.

Doctor Sun stared at Lee Yifann and spoke coldly: "Brat, wait till I cure him before we settle our scores! "You better behave, or else if you blabber any more, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Ignoring Lee Yifann's objection, he insisted on using MuddleLin and his stomach tablet to treat the old man as though he had acute gastritis.

However, after they gave the medicine to Mo Bingyuan, he did not become like what they had expected. Instead, his condition stabilized quickly, and even improved on the spot.

"Ah …" Mo Bingyuan screamed in pain, holding his stomach and rolling on the bed, wailing in pain.

Pow!

The medicine in Master's hands fell onto the ground, scattering all over the floor in a daze.

Cao Dong panicked. He gritted his teeth as he glared at the two and shouted, "Bastard! How did you do it? Not only is he not well, he is even worse. Are you going to treat him or not? If there is a life, how will you end it? "

"I, I …" The two of them were stupefied. They had no idea what was going on.

"Old man, how are you? "Elder …" Cao Dong anxiously looked at Mo Bingyuan who was rolling on the sickbed, he was so anxious that sweat was coming out from his forehead.

Responding to him was Mo Bingyuan's painful groan.

Cao Dong's face turned ugly, "You black-hearted doctors, you deserve to die!" What do we do? Who will save him? "

He should have trusted Lee Yifann's words just now and stopped these two bastards from using their medicine.

"Humph!" Lee Yifann coldly snorted, "I've already warned you guys that he's not acute gastritis, you guys won't listen!"

If they had listened to his advice and not fed him those messy pills, at least Mo Bingyuan's condition would not have worsened.

Cao Dong looked at Lee Yifann, and rushed forward to grab his hand and asked: "Little brother, do you have a way? Hurry and save him! "