This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 960
At first, Du Heng felt that he was wrong, so he smiled and left him alone, and continued talking and laughing with Li Chengzu and others as they walked forward.

But within two steps, the figure seemed to have magical powers, attracting him to turn back again, but it was too far away, and he was still not sure.

For a moment, Du Heng scratched his heart.

I want to go to confirm, afraid of admitting the wrong person, and afraid of causing trouble to others; if I don't go, I feel sorry.

After a few thoughts, Du Heng talked to Li Chengzu and others beside him, and then walked quickly to the corner of the street.

A cane that was put together indiscriminately, hair that slightly covered the eyes, walked up and down, and dragged a few boxes of drinks slowly.

"Hey man, do you know me?"

When he got closer, Du Heng recognized the guy in front of him, the guy who knocked on the door on a rainy night before.

Although he was unshaven at this time, and his clothes were a little worn out, Du Heng would definitely not recognize the boy's slightly raised corners of his eyes.

It's just that the guy who was stopped looked back at Du Heng, and didn't show any extra emotion. He just looked at Du Heng with a little surprise, and then continued to turn his head and pull the cart forward.

Du Heng was stunned for a moment, feeling in a trance that he had admitted the wrong person.

But looking at the left ankle of the young man in front of him, it was black and blue; his right leg was slightly swollen, and he was swaying as he walked. Du Heng knew that he hadn't misunderstood the person.

Walking two steps to the boy's side, he asked in a low voice, "I thought you had gone to other places. Since you are in Muyila, why didn't you come to us and see what your legs look like?"

The boy in front of him who looked like a yellow race continued to look at Du Heng with surprised eyes, and then murmured something.

Du Heng didn't understand, and felt that what the other party was speaking seemed to be Korean, and it seemed to be a dialect of a certain place in China.

Did I really admit the wrong person?

"%...%*@#￥, Xiba."

Xiba?

Did I really admit the wrong person?

Du Heng took a step back in embarrassment, smiled and apologized, and hurriedly left the boy's side.

But after walking a few steps, Du Heng still looked at the young man unwillingly, he always felt that he would not admit his mistake.

But what if I am not wrong?

Du Heng sighed, stretched out his hand to touch his pocket, squeezed the CFA francs he had exchanged but never spent, then turned back to the boy, took out all of them, and stuffed them into his pocket without any explanation. inside.

Not much, less than a thousand in domestic money.

After stuffing, Du Heng didn't wait for the boy to say anything, and directly returned to Li Chengzu's side.

"Why did you go?" Li Chengzu asked curiously.

Du Heng chuckled, "I saw a patient who had been treated before, and asked how he was recovering."

"Oh." Li Chengzu said softly, and inadvertently glanced in the direction of the young man.

This is the first time Du Heng has witnessed the situation of the local rich family.

It took about 5 minutes to walk from the gate to the place where I lived.Along the way, there are neat lawns, smooth roads, and tall trees everywhere.

The servants dressed in bright but uniform waited quietly, and there was a lot of frolicking in the crystal-clear swimming pool.

All kinds of fruits that Du Heng can name or can't name, bottles of red wine with English stickers, and various kinds of barbecue with fragrance are randomly placed on the tables that can be seen.

If it wasn't for the black waves in the swimming pool and the girls like Dede all around, Du Heng would have thought he had come to the wrong place.

The scene is very lively, and the young people here are also very open, and all kinds of swimsuits with only one thread can be seen everywhere.

But, Du Heng can't appreciate it, and the language barrier is really uncomfortable. In addition, his character is not suitable for such a prescribing occasion.

Similarly, Lee Seung-jo next to him is similar to him.

Even the reaction of the two of them is not as good as Sun Xin, an old bone.

To say that the one who can let go the most is Yao Youshi.

He doesn't seem to be timid at all, he is very relaxed, he should eat and drink.

I don't know when he changed into swimming trunks, but when Du Heng and Li Chengzu saw him, he was already in the black waves of the swimming pool.

Although Du Heng seemed out of place in such an occasion, and he himself was awkward, facing the table full of delicious food could still make him temporarily happy.

Just when he was eating and drinking well, sitting on the deck chair with fruit, and watching Yao Youshi playing with the girl in the swimming pool with great interest, Dede quietly walked to Du Heng's side, and after whispering a few words, took Du Heng To the villa behind.

"Dr. Du, this is my classmate. You can call him Ao Dong. He is also the owner of this manor. Today's party is organized by him."

Entering inside, Dede pointed to a young man with an everted lower lip and was particularly thick, and introduced it to Du Heng.

This young man was very thin, as dark and shiny as Dede, with light green hair curled upwards.

It is worth mentioning that this young man is really thin, only skin and bones left.

And this guy couldn't speak, so when he greeted Du Heng, he just stood up and opened his mouth.

Dede continued, "My classmate has been suffering from a sore throat for several years. He has been seen by the medical team in Libreville, and also by top experts in Europe, but it is always up and down.

Didn't Dr. Du come here recently? All kinds of diseases can be easily solved in your hands, so my classmate wants to invite you to take a look. "

Listening to Dede's words, it sounds like the language of her own country. It can be seen that this girl is not only learning the language at the Confucius Institute, but also learning a lot about people and the world.

Du Heng smiled slightly.

In the recent period, Dede has helped himself, and he will also give Dede this face.

"What kind of discomfort, please tell me in detail."

"Okay." When Dede heard Du Heng agree, a smile appeared on his nervous face.

After all, it is very rude to drag people to see a doctor like this, let alone a foreigner like Du Heng, even here.

"Probably two years ago, when he was studying in a beautiful country, one day his throat suddenly became red and swollen, and it got better after treatment.

But after a while, my throat continued to be red and swollen, and gradually turned purple.

In the time since then, he has been treated repeatedly for recurrent attacks.

And recently, every time there is an attack, ulcers and erosions will appear in the throat. "

As soon as Dede finished speaking, the young guy opposite nodded.

Seeing this, Du Heng asked slightly surprised, "Your classmate can speak Chinese?"

Dede nodded, "I don't want to talk anymore, he is my classmate, and we studied Chinese together at the Confucius Institute."

Du Heng smiled embarrassedly, "I thought you were classmates in high school or other times."

While Du Heng was talking to Dede, her classmate named Ao Dong reached out from the tray on the table, took an ice cube and threw it directly into his mouth.

Seeing this, Du Heng asked in confusion, "Does he like to eat ice cubes?"

Dede glanced back at Odong, "No, it was his former doctor who said that taking ice cubes in his mouth can relieve the pain in his throat.

If you keep taking painkillers, you will become addicted, not good. "

Du Heng frowned slightly, "Then what kind of medicine is he still drinking now?"

"The same type of drugs such as anti-inflammatory drugs and anti-infective drugs." Dede immediately continued, "I have been taking these drugs for the past two years."

"Then what was the result of his examination?"

"Upper respiratory infection."

"What caused the infection?"

"do not know."

do not know?
This stunned Du Heng.

Upper respiratory tract infection is either a viral infection, or a bacterial or fungal infection. There must be a reason for infection erosion to occur, right?
With the examination methods of modern medicine, what does this mean?
Perhaps Dede also saw Du Heng's doubts, so he explained again, "The previous doctors considered many situations.

But Odong's situation is that every time he recovers, he lives a normal life, even if he stays in the hospital and does not go out, his throat will continue to turn red and purple, and then ulceration will occur near the throat.

Corresponding blood and other examinations were also done on him, but nothing was found out. "

Du Heng touched his chin with his hand, and after thinking for a while, he said to Ao Dong, "Come on, open your mouth and let me see."

"Ah~~~~"

Odong spit out the ice cubes in his mouth and opened his mouth skillfully.

The throat is red and purple, and there are slight ulcers in some places. If you look closely, the ulcers are like the color of raw lacquer, reddish brown with black in red.

Burned?
No, no.

Du Heng shook his head lightly. If the anger is rising and the throat is eroded, other parts, such as eyeballs, lips, corners of the mouth, and tongue will all respond.

"Come on, give me your hand."

As soon as Du Heng finished speaking, Ao Dong skillfully arranged his wrist again to make it easier for Du Heng to signal his pulse.

And this made Du Heng slightly surprised, "Have you seen a Chinese medicine doctor?"

Odong nodded, then looked at Dede.

Dede immediately said to Du Heng, "When he was beautiful, he visited a Chinese medicine doctor over there."

A beautiful Chinese medicine doctor?

Du Heng smiled lightly, and flicked Aodong's wrist with his fingers, "Did he prescribe medicine for you?"

Odong nodded again, and opened his mouth to speak, but he could only make two ahhhs due to his sore throat.

"Don't talk if it hurts, just nod or shake your head if I ask anything."

As soon as Du Heng finished speaking, Ao Dong immediately nodded to show that he understood.

Du Heng stopped talking and began to concentrate on pulse diagnosis.

But as he was examining him, his face became serious.

The wrists are cold, the lung pulse is stringy and tight, and the liver pulse is counting, all of which are evidences, and it feels cold and hot.

Is it cold or fire?

Judging from the current situation of looking for Odong, it should be a symptom of fire syndrome.

But no matter how strong the anger is, it will not make people's throats turn red and purple.

On the contrary, the upper respiratory tract is closely related to the lung and stomach, and problems must be closely related to the lung and stomach.

But now the lung and stomach are cold, what kind of cold can make the throat look like this?

There is only one possibility, and that is that the lungs and stomach are cold, and the cold air is extremely severe, otherwise, at most, they will spit out more phlegm.

"Do you usually like to drink cold drinks?"

Otto nodded.

Dede added later, "When he likes to drink Coke, he adds ice cubes to it. If he doesn't add ice cubes, he won't drink it."

Du Heng nodded lightly, a little eyebrow.

"Do you like to eat fruit?"

Otto shook his head.

Du Heng frowned, "Where's the seafood?"

Otto continued to shake his head.

Du Heng frowned again.

And Dede added, "Odong can't eat seafood, he is allergic."

Then there is a problem, there is nothing wrong with his eating habits, so how could he have such a severe cold accumulated in his lungs and stomach?
Could it be that his judgment was wrong, his problem was not caused by cold syndrome, or caused by rising anger?
Still not right.

Du Heng thought for a while and continued to ask, "Do you have any special hobbies in life?"

Odong's eyes were straightened, and he didn't expect that he had any special hobbies.

Dede next to him said, "When Odong was not sick, he would go to Switzerland for a while at this time of the year."

Du Heng was a little confused. If he went to Switzerland, he would go to Switzerland. What kind of special hobby is this?

And Dede added, "He said he wanted to fully experience winter, and he especially likes skiing, so he bought a ski resort for himself."

ah. . .That's the way it is, he's really rich.

But that's not enough to explain his current problem, unless he spends many days outside when skiing instead of going to the room to keep warm.

"That's right." Dede suddenly shouted excitedly, "He really has a special hobby, which is holding some winter swimming competitions with some of his friends. It has been several years."

At this time Oton also raised his hand and stretched out four fingers.

Obviously, he meant to say that it has been held for four years.

But then he stretched out two fingers slightly annoyed.

Does this mean that he has not participated in two years?
Du Heng looked a little dignified.

Why does a rich second generation in a tropical area like to do some ice and snow sports?

Spend money to find guilt?
Can't understand.

Let’s go back to the illness. Although this reason is interesting, it’s almost interesting.

The coldness in the lungs and stomach is not caused by bad habits in a short period of time. Without eating and living habits for seven or eight years, or even more than ten years, it is impossible for his throat to become rotten.

Could it be that I am really wrong?

Du Heng frowned and fell into deep thought.

What situation can cause such a serious cold evil?
diet?Behavioral habits?Tonic?

Tonic?

Tonic mistakenly took the tonic of Great Cold and Great Cool?

Du Heng looked up at Aodong and Dede.

Although this is a rich second or third generation in Africa, he is very rich, but he certainly does not have the so-called sense of nourishment like those rich people in China.

so. . . .

Du Heng felt a little uncomfortable, the cause of the cold evil was insufficient, and the symptoms of the fire syndrome were wrong, so it was a bit difficult for him to act at this time.

If you prescribe a medicine to dispel the cold, then if he really has a fire syndrome, don't worry about it, this young man's voice will be rotten.

If you prescribe a powder for reducing gunpowder, if the person has a cold syndrome, the cold will be added to the cold, and it will directly become a death syndrome.

(End of this chapter)