Volume 1 Chapter 123

  Bing Shu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked deliberately, "Since Dr. Fang is here to treat my young master's eyes, which medical college did he graduate from?" The implication being, does he have a license or not?

  He looked at him and replied evasively: "You must be in a lot of pain now..."

  Nonsense! How dare you scold me to my face? What's wrong with him? Uncle Bing suddenly turned hostile and stood up with a "ding", not even caring if she was a friend of Xi Shao Ye or not: "Where did this little brat come from..."

  "That thing has been with you for over 20 years, hasn't it? It was originally a dull ache, but now every step feels like walking on the tip of a knife, unbearably painful." Fang Mo Nan glanced at his left leg and said calmly.

  "Boom" Bing Shu was struck by lightning, suddenly falling onto the sofa. This... how is this possible? This little yellow-haired girl is only a few years old, how did she know about the thing in his left leg that had been with him for over twenty years. He opened his eyes wide, staring at Cheng Shi Xi, then denied it again. This matter was unknown to anyone except Old Master and himself, not even Young Master knew, let alone Xi Shao Ye. "Who told you?"

  "Do I still need others to tell me?" Fang Mo Nan glanced at him and said lightly: "Of course, it's obvious."

  "How is this possible? You're not an X-ray machine!" Angel exclaimed, "Guess it!"

  "Cheng Shixi wasn't wrong, to be precise I studied traditional Chinese medicine, looking, listening, asking and palpating. Looking is the first step." Fang Mennai said. "The metal card was stuck in my tendons and bones, it was a tricky position, at that time I didn't meet a good doctor who could take it out, later on doctors didn't dare to take it out rashly." She pointed her finger at the exact location on her left leg. "Honestly, I really admire you, that pain isn't something an ordinary person can endure." What a stubborn old man.

  Anqi initially didn't believe it. But looking at Guan Jia's expression, she knew she was right. "This is simply too amazing." Looking at her was like looking at a monster, sizing her up from head to toe. As for who Bing Shu was, of course, she knew. Although he was just the butler, his status was extraordinary, and even her father respected him.

  "Are you really a doctor?" Bing Shu still didn't dare to believe it, what kind of doctor doesn't examine or take pulses. Relying solely on a pair of eyes to see so much, and even knowing how the illness was contracted, is this still a doctor? It's almost like a god. He sighed: "It seems that one cannot judge people by appearance, nor can one measure the ocean with a ladle." He apologized respectfully: "Sorry, I judged you by your appearance, I take back what I said earlier."

  "Can you take out what's on Uncle Biao's body?" Angie asked anxiously.

  "Ah, my illness is quite troublesome. It requires surgery and can't be cured anytime soon. Doctor Fang, please take a look at the young master's condition first!" In fact, he still had a hint of wariness in his heart, although she spoke correctly, but he didn't think she could cure his illness.

  Fang Mo Nan looked at Hong Yao Qiang opposite her, and after a moment, she slowly spoke: "Your eye problem should have been for three years now. It must be due to the head injury from the high fall, which caused intracranial hemorrhage." She continued: "Looking at your complexion, you're adapting quite well. Your willpower is admirable!" Seeing his performance in the casino earlier, he was no different from a normal person, and that was achieved through hard work and practice.

  People are sometimes very fragile. A little blow can knock them down, and sometimes they are very strong, able to withstand even the biggest blows.

  Hong Yaoqiang heard her words, and his body trembled slightly. "Dr. Fang doesn't need to stimulate me like this, what do you think I can still be stimulated by now?" He said sarcastically.

  Anqi'er saw her provoking her brother like this and wanted to say something but was held back by Uncle Bing, who shook his head in a warning manner.

  "Hehe......" Fang Mo Nan smiled and said: "That's why I admire him!"

  "Can he be cured?" Cheng Shixi sat up straight, she could accurately say the cause of the disease, he asked with hope, but there were some places that didn't make sense to ask: "He had a car accident and fell off a cliff, with intracranial hemorrhage, and had surgery in time. Later, after going blind, the doctor said it was a postoperative complication."

  "But there's no blood clot in the cranial CT scan!" said Uncle Bing, which left everyone puzzled.

  "Please put your hand on the tea table." Hong Yaoqiang did as he was told and placed his hand on the tea table. Fang Mennai took out a pulse-taking pillow from his medical box, walked over to him, and Cheng Shixi made way for him. Fang Mennai sat down, placing Hong's hand on the pillow, then laid three fingers on his wrist, closed his eyes, and felt his pulse.

  Others didn't even dare to breathe, fearing it would affect the diagnosis result.

  Fang Mo's spiritual energy smoothly entered his brain and around his eyes, scouting out the situation.

  A warm and soft small hand suddenly landed on his wrist, Hong Yaoqiang involuntarily trembled slightly. Since he lost his sight, he rarely had physical contact with anyone. From her performance just now, he knew that her medical skills were not bad, but he didn't dare to give himself too much hope, because he had been disappointed too many times. "Thank you!" He still lightly thanked her. Her hand did not move away from his pulse, and at the same time, he felt a flow of air circulating in his body, very comfortable, and the numbness and pain in his eyes also disappeared. Maybe... maybe it was just his illusion, he didn't dare to imagine.

  Fang Mo Nan withdrew his hand and said seriously: "The blood stasis at that time was not completely cleaned up."

  "Nonsense!" Angie retorted, standing up abruptly. She had thought she was a real divine doctor!

  Cheng Shixi was even more shocked, "So many hospitals, all the machine tests didn't show any problems, how could it be that the blood clot wasn't cleared completely?"

  Fang Mo Nan said lightly: "This is the result of my pulse-taking, there's a blood clot the size of a grain of rice in his brain, which just happens to be pressing on the optic nerve. Believe it or not."

  "Besides," said Uncle Ping thoughtfully, "if the blood clot is too small, it won't show up on a CT scan."

  "Hmm!" Fang Mo Nan nodded, machines aren't omnipotent.

  Cheng Shixi thought about it and felt that Fang Monan's words made sense. Otherwise, why would she lose her sight? She nodded to indicate that she should continue speaking.

  "He was bleeding profusely in the brain at that time, and it's already a blessing to save the patient's life. However, after the operation, I dare not guarantee whether there will be any side effects or not. If we don't operate, the intracranial pressure will rise, and the head will 'explode'."

  Cheng Shixi's eyes widened in shock, her mouth agape as she stared at Fang Mosou. He was the first to arrive at the scene of the accident, and had rescued him from the bottom of the cliff and sent him to the hospital - this was simply unbelievable, and what he said was exactly the same as what the doctor who performed the surgery had said.

  Cheng Shixi asked eagerly: "Now that we've found the cause of the disease, can it be treated?"

  "Neng zhi shi neng zhi jiu shi ma fan xie, yin wei shi guo guo chang, hui hen wei xian de, wo zhi neng jin li shi shi." Fang Mo Nan dao.

  Translation:

  "It's curable but it's a bit of a hassle because the treatment takes too long and can be very dangerous, I'll just try my best."

  "Isn't a blood clot just the size of a grain of rice?" Angel said: "Can't it be taken out by surgery?"

  Cheng Shixi looked at Fang Mosou and asked: "Did you find any other discomfort when you took the pulse just now?"

  "Fang Mo Nan looked at Hong Yao Qiang and said: 'Mr. Hong, have you felt that your hearing has decreased recently?'"

  "Really! I've also noticed that when speaking to the young master, one has to repeat oneself several times. I thought it was because the young master's mind was elsewhere."

  "Not just one, there are more blood clots in his brain." Fang Mo Nan said calmly.

  "Ah!" Angie exclaimed. "Who was the surgeon at that time? I'll kill him." She suddenly blurted out a dirty word, showing how furious she was.

  "Brother Fang, you must have a way, right? You can see it, you must save my young master."

  Cheng Shixi looked at her and begged: "Please."

  Fang Mo Nan comforted the crowd with a glance, "I will save him." Not to mention strangers, isn't it a doctor's duty to rescue and heal? Moreover, having taken so much money from Cheng Shi Xi, she felt a bit embarrassed.

  Hong Yaoqiang calmly said: "Dr. Fang, I'm not afraid of any danger, so you can rest assured and treat me!"

  "Yes! She has the reputation of 'Doll Doctor', at that time my liver rupture and massive bleeding could be pulled back from the gates of hell by her, there is no disease that she cannot cure." Cheng Shixi gave Hong Yaoqiang encouragement with a affirmative tone.

  "Don't worry, I'm ninety percent sure, because I don't dare guarantee that you'll regain your sight after the blood is cleared." At any time, Fang Mo Nan didn't dare say that anything could be guaranteed not to happen unexpectedly.

  As soon as he heard her agree to treatment, Uncle Bing hurriedly ran to the phone and said, "I'll book a hospital right away."

  Fang Mo Nan stopped him and said: "Uncle Biao doesn't need to now, can I eat first? After eating, we'll take a closer look at the diagnosis."

  But who has an appetite for food now, I should have finished eating first.

  Fang Mo Nan looked at everyone's anxious faces and said, "Alright! Uncle Bing, find a clean room, let's treat the illness first."

  "Ah! Good!" Uncle Bing led Fang Mo Nan into a room on the first floor, which was like a small operating room. The room was fully equipped with medicines and had a bed in the middle with an overhead surgical lamp, which is used for illumination during surgery and has features such as shadowless, cold light, and high brightness. There were also simple surgical instruments.

  Fang Mo Nan muttered to himself, this house is really well-prepared, it's like a small operating room!

  Cheng Shixi supported Hong Yaoqiang as he lay on the bed, while Fang Mennai asked Cheng Shixi and Biangshu to leave, beginning treatment for Hong Yaoqiang.

  Fang Mo Nan opened the medicine box, took out the acupuncture bag, and disinfected the needles that needed to be used for acupuncture. She said: "I'm going to give you acupuncture now, do you know what acupuncture is?"

  Hong Yaoqiang said: "I know this, I used to accompany Grandpa to the Chinese medicine shop in Chinatown for acupuncture to relieve his joint pain."

  "Oh! That's easy then. Since we know that, there's no need to be tense or afraid. It doesn't hurt at all, just a slight tingling sensation." Fang Mo Nan continued, easing the patient's tension...

  Her clear and tender voice made his eyes slowly open, his eyebrows also relaxed, his body relaxed, and his muscles were no longer tense.

  Fang Mornan swiftly inserted the fine silver needles, as thin as hair, into the acupoints on his head. Fang Mornan grasped his hand and guided the spiritual energy into his body, entering his brain, where he found blood clots. First, he softened them. Although they were only the size of a grain of rice, they affected the patient's life.