FID – Chapter 319

“Why are you still standing here? Get out! You’re interrupting my examination!” Xue Qinglian sullenly drove them away.

“…” The three immediately turned around and left. “Divine Doctor, take your time diagnosing. We’ll get out right now!”

Liu Yusheng watched the few depart to execute the order without fail. Besides, their arms and legs moved unilaterally, giving away the extent of their tension.

She found it inexplicably funny and emotional. 

This was a true comradeship.

They have been on the battlefield together, fought together, and experienced life and death together.

Among them, some people have never come back, and those who returned were extra cherished.

Once the three men left the room, Liu Yusheng turned her attention and asked, “How is it?”

“It’s strange. There is indeed a blood clot, and it’s more than that. The place where the obstruction is, is here.” Xue Qinglian’s face turned grim. He stretched out his index finger and nodded at the head of the man on the bed. “Lucky Nannan, come and try. See if you might probe something different.”

Liu Yusheng did not decline. She went forward to check his pulse, carefully feeling the pulse under her fingertips.

Combined with the patient’s symptoms that Shi Kewei mentioned, she actually had a rough idea deep inside, but she didn’t see him with her own eyes, so she didn’t dare to conclude.

Xue Qinglian has also diagnosed the crux of the problem now, so she should be eight or nine percent sure.

After checking the pulse, Liu Yusheng withdrew her hand, and her complexion also gradually turned gloomy.

Traditional Chinese medicine was extensive and profound, but the ancient conditions were largely limited. At this time, no one has developed medical equipment to see through the human body.

They could only check the pulse for a preliminary diagnosis.

The good thing was, her medical knowledge was not just limited to traditional medicine.

“Tell me about your diagnosis.”

“The symptom indeed points to the brain. If my diagnosis is not mistaken, he should have a sarcoma growing in his brain, which is compressing the nerves in the brain.”

“Do you mean that something is suppressing his meridians and causing poor blood flow?” Xue Qinglian didn’t understand what nerves were, but he grasped the meaning.

Liu Yusheng nodded. “If the blood flow is not smooth, the brain will have insufficient blood supply, and then many symptoms will burst out, such as headache, dizziness, serious coma, aphasia, loss of mobility, and if the sarcoma grows and the compression is more severe, it will be fatal.”

The illness of the man on the bed was already very serious.

“If we can’t treat him in time, I’m afraid he won’t last more than forty days…”

The young girl didn’t finish her words, but Xue Qinglian and the man on the bed both understood her meaning.

He wouldn’t live past forty days.

Xue Qinglian’s brow continued to furrow. It was his first time encountering such a difficult case.

A sarcoma in the brain?

How was the diagnosis and treatment? And there were only less than forty days left.

Traditional Chinese medicine emphasized gradual and orderly progress,  especially for serious illnesses that took a long time to cure.

Therefore, after discovering the wonders of Liu Yusheng’s potions, he was so desperate to stay by her side, trying to get the potions from her hands for research.

He just wanted to find out the formula of the potion and the full effect of that kind of liquid medicine.

Unfortunately, there has been little progress until now.

The potion contained something he has never seen before. He even sometimes doubted that there were no herbs in the world with the ingredients contained in that kind of potion.

“This is the first case I am unsure of. The human head is the most difficult place to heal.” When Xue Qinglian said this, he looked at Liu Yusheng. She was full of mystery, and he wanted to know, can she surprise him again this time?

“It is indeed the most difficult place to treat.” Liu Yusheng sighed.

The human brain was extremely complex, with nerves filling the entire brain. The sarcomas that were growing in it could not be diagnosed just by feeling the pulse to determine whether it was benign or malignant. On the contrary, they would be endangering the patient’s life.

If they wanted to save him, there was only one way to do it, which was to remove the tumor through craniotomy. 

However, she did not know if they dared to accept this method.

In this time and space, no one probably has ever done this before.

“You said the most difficult to cure, but you didn’t say it’s incurable. Lucky Nannan, do you have a way.” The folds between Xue Qinglian’s eyebrows gradually opened. His eyes that were glued on the young girl were getting brighter and brighter. He knew it. She never let him down! “Tell me, how do you want to do it?”

“Cut his head open and remove the tumor.”

“…” Xue Qinglian, who thought he was mentally strong enough, almost went limp when he heard this.

The person’s eyes on the bed were even wider. He was in disbelief, and his breathing also became rapid.

Cut the head open –  would he still be alive?

Wasn’t it the same as directly cutting people’s heads?!

“Hahahaha … Lucky Nanann, stop kidding.”

“I’m not kidding. This is the only way to keep him alive. If only conservative treatment with traditional Chinese medicine is used, I am not sure that the sarcoma in his brain will shrink and disappear before his time limit.” Liu Yusheng squared up. She never joked about medicine. “Removing the tumor through craniotomy also has a certain risk. I dare not guarantee 100% success.”

“…” Xue Qinglian pinched his brow, “If you carry this on, he will not die of illness, but will already be scared to death by you.”

The man’s eyes on the bed suddenly focused, and a sharp glint suddenly burst from his turbid and dim eyes.

Looking askance at him, Xue Qinglian hummed, “Yo, you’re still quite temperamental one. Can you get up and hit me?”

Liu Yusheng closed her eyes helplessly and tugged at Xue Qinglian’s collar, pulling him out of the room.

The man would probably not die of illness, but of anger.

The man on the bed was still gasping for breath, his lips trembling.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t speak. Otherwise, he would have had that Divine Doctor kicked out!

Were people, who had climbed from the battlefield, afraid of death?  This was the biggest insult to the soldiers who had survived battlefields!

The living room was dull, and no one was talking.

They were waiting for the diagnosis result.

As soon as Xue Qinglian and Liu Yusheng came out, the big men who were sitting immediately stood up. “How is it? Doctor Xue, can you cure him? Can he be cured?”

Except for Feng Qingbai, who remained calm, the others all looked at Xue Qinglian with bated breath.

“I’m not sure this time. Whether he can be cured or not depends on Lucky Nannan.” Xue Qinglian said bluntly. He was a genius doctor, not a god, and was not afraid to admit that his medical skills were inferior to others.

Shi Kewei and the other three men were bewildered.

Depends on Lucky Nannan? Depends on the little girl?

The Divine doctor was Xue Qinglian, right?

Could it be that the little girl’s medical skills were better than his?

Not that they did not want to believe it. It was just that the little girl was very young. Just how old was she?

Sixteen or seventeen, right?

At this age, even if she started learning medicine from her mother’s womb, she couldn’t rival Xue Qinglian, who has been famous around the world, more than ten years ago!

Now Xue Qinglian actually said that it depended on a young girl whether he could be cured or not?

“Father, three uncles, Yusheng’s medical skills are indeed top-notch. She is no better than Divine Doctor Xue. She’s only a bit younger, and her reputation is not renowned.” Shi Xianrou explained on behalf of several people, lest they create a misunderstanding and think that Xue Qinglian was excusing himself. “The reason why Divine Doctor Xue has been staying in the capital is so that he can discuss the medical techniques with Yusheng and develop the herbal medicine that she produces.”

The topic was shifted to Liu Yusheng. Only then did Feng Qingbai, who had been sitting quietly, lift his eyes and frown imperceptibly. “Shengsheng?”