Siheyuan: The prosperous era starting from being a doctor

Chapter 431: "Salt plus medicine" and needle extraction of cataracts
Caochang Hutong.

In the living room of Lao He's house.

After hearing what Wang Mengde said, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

They all have great faith in his medical skills.

If they say everything is fine for now, then there will definitely be no problem.

But there were some things Wang Mengde did not say in public.

He Youyu's health has reached the point of being exhausted.

His age is there, coupled with the life on the edge of a knife when he was young and the injuries caused by martial arts training. All of his emotions will burst out at the slightest trigger.

Originally, he was almost at the end of his life two years ago.

It was only because of the various treatments Wang Mengde gave him, as well as the effectiveness of the 'Rejuvenation Pill', that it had been delayed until now.

It is only after you accidentally fall that the consequences become so serious.

In other words, Wang Mengde used silver needles to temporarily prolong his life, and he will wake up soon.

really.

About ten minutes passed.

Wang Mengde, He Guangyao, He Shengwen and He Shengwu entered the house.

Then He Youyu woke up quickly.

He coughed softly twice, then opened his eyes and turned to look at Wang Mengde and others with some confusion.

"Dad, how are you feeling?"

He Guangyao asked with concern.

"Hey, why did I fall asleep? I feel a little dizzy and weak."

He Youyu blinked and then spoke intermittently.

He is currently very conscious, but weak.

At the same time, I couldn't remember what had just happened.

"Grandpa, you just fell down. I checked and it seems like nothing serious is wrong. You will be fine after a few days of rest in bed."

Wang Mengde replied with a smile.

“Alas, I am old and my legs and feet just don’t obey me anymore.

If I were five years younger, I would be able to walk on mountain roads as if they were flat ground, not to mention flat roads.

He Youyu boasted about himself out of habit.

He has always been a strong-willed person and likes to tell the younger generations about his glorious history of traveling all over the country.

of course.

Everyone listened to it as a story. After all, in his stories, he always appeared as a savior and a key figure, or a great and glorious figure.

At the beginning.

Some people still believe it firmly.

After it happened so many times, no one took it seriously anymore and just thought he was telling a story.

"Yes, yes, Grandpa, you are still as majestic as ever. After you get better in a few days, let's go hiking nearby."

He Shengwen also joked.

Several people chatted with He Youyu for a while.

Wang Mengde observed him carefully and found that his logic and thinking were normal, and there was nothing wrong with his body. He was just a little tired, so he was completely relieved.

Then he ordered:

"Shengwen, Shengwu, both of you get some warm water and use a clean towel to wipe grandpa's body.

Be careful with your movements and use less strength."

“Grandpa, after you finish washing, take a rest and have a good sleep.

I'll make you some noodles tonight. When you're better, Shengnan and I will bring the baby to see you."

"Okay, Meng De, don't leave for a while. I have something to talk to you about when I wake up."

He Youyu smiled and nodded, then gave another instruction.

out the door.

The smile on He Guangyao's face gradually disappeared. He took a long breath and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

Pull one out and put it to your mouth.

Wang Mengde took the initiative to light it with a match.

The two people walked slowly along the alley.

The two of them had no destination in mind, they were just walking casually, and if they met acquaintances on the road, they would chat briefly.

After finishing a cigarette, he arrived under the big locust tree at the entrance of the alley.

He Guangyao looked around and found no one else. He threw the remaining cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it with his foot, and then said:
"Meng De, tell me the truth, what is the health condition of your grandfather?"

He had always had a premonition in his heart.

The consequences of this fall may not be that simple.

Wang Mengde was mentally prepared for his father-in-law's questions.

As the eldest son, it is necessary for the father-in-law to know the specific situation.

"Dad, I won't hide it from you.

Grandpa's health has deteriorated, but I'm just using silver needles to treat him, so he should be fine for now.

But this winter, it could be very dangerous.

I estimate that even if we can get through this winter, we won’t be able to survive next year.”

He told the truth.

"Ah, I already guessed it."

He Guangyao looked gloomy. He took out another cigarette, lit it, and after a while, he said softly:

“For my dad’s age, this is considered normal, and I know you’ve done your best.

Besides, if it weren't for you, he would have already..."

Although the words were not finished, the meaning was already very clear.

After this happened, Wang Mengde didn't know how to comfort his father-in-law. He could only silently accompany He Guangyao and walk slowly.

night.

He Youyu woke up.

He leaned on two quilts and was fed by He Shengwen. He ate half a bowl of noodles and two poached eggs.

After dinner, he took a short rest and then drove everyone out, leaving Wang Mengde alone in the room.

"Grandpa, do you have anything to say to me alone?"

"Haha, Meng De, I really let you guess.

I can feel my body and I can’t refuse to accept aging.

In fact, I had a premonition a few years ago that I might die at any time. It was not until you adjusted my body many times that I was able to hold on until now."

“But this time, it seems that the time has really come.

So, there is something I want to tell you.”

He Youyu looked at his grandson-in-law and said with a smile.

He was very grateful in his heart that his granddaughter was lucky and blessed to have found such a good family.

I also benefited from it.

Not only did his life span get extended by several years, but he also enjoyed several more years of happiness.

Especially in the past two years, his living standard has been better than in his entire life.

There are endless vegetables and fruits in winter, and you can eat meat anytime you want.

This is something I never dared to think about before.

There are also a large number of nutritional supplements and rare materials, some of which I have never even heard of before.

and so.

He is not afraid of death.

Because in this life, he felt that he had achieved enough.

"Grandpa, if you have anything to say, please tell me."

Wang Mengde also said seriously.

He did not lie to the other party and say that his health could be cured.

Some things simply cannot be deceived by lies.

"It's like this, I've been practicing the family's Baguazhang since I was a child, and I've passed it on to you and Shengnan before.

Shengwen, Shengwu and others practice the same set of techniques as you, no more, no less."

He Youyu looked at Wang Mengde and said:
"But actually, I have a few tricks hidden away that I haven't told you yet."

"Grandpa, you should pass on the few moves you have hidden to Shengwen and Shengwu. What you passed on to me a few years ago is enough."

Wang Mengde said sincerely.

The martial arts inherited from his family were not inferior in any way. Of course, after combining with Baguazhang, the power would be even greater.

Moreover, in the future we will live in a society ruled by law, and his family will not be an ordinary family, so they don't need to go into battle and kill personally.

The biggest benefit of practicing martial arts is that it strengthens your body.

Or it may be of some use at critical moments.

It does not require excessive force.

"Meng De, it's not that I don't want to pass it on to them."

He Youyu smiled bitterly and continued, "But these few moves that I have kept privately are too lethal and very difficult to practice.

People who lack talent will end up hurting themselves if they try too hard.

They all have average talents, and I’m afraid that if I pass it on to them, their bodies will collapse if they force themselves to practice.

I am a lesson learned from the past, so I have kept it hidden and never brought it out.

But you are different. You have enough talent and a strong mind. Maybe you can do it."

Coming out from Lao He’s house.

Wang Mengde rode a bicycle and took He Shengnan to Nanluoguxiang.

On the way, He Shengnan asked curiously:
"Meng De, what did grandpa say to you two in the room? We talked for half an hour and he didn't let us know."

"Haha, this is a secret between my grandfather and I. I promised him not to tell it."

"Well, then just keep it to yourself."

The next few days.

Wang Mengde occasionally visited He Youyu and found that he was recovering quickly and could walk on his own.

Simultaneously.

At the Beijing Institute of Parasitic Diseases, Mr. Nie has also been inviting him to visit.

Diethylcarbamazine has been successfully copied.

Currently, all the products produced in the laboratory have been shipped to Shandong Province for clinical trials.

Mr. Nie wanted him to go over and take a look at the clinical trial data.

I couldn't resist the repeated invitations.

That afternoon, Wang Mengde took time out to visit the Beijing Institute of Parasitic Diseases.

Seeing him coming, Mr. Nie was as happy as a child.

He held his arm tightly and didn't let go, and went straight to the laboratory.

When he arrived at the laboratory, he proudly introduced the process and steps of the experiment, and then expressed his gratitude repeatedly.

"Comrade Wang Mengde, if it weren't for your help, my team and I might not be able to replicate it even after a few years."

Although Wang Mengde simply adjusted his original steps and research process and gave some suggestions.

As if this matter is insignificant.

actually not.

Many times, the success or failure of research is often just a thin layer of window paper away.

If you don't break through, you may never succeed in your life.

But if you break through it, you will find it is very simple.

"Haha, Mr. Nie, I am just the icing on the cake. Your team must have worked hard for several years before, otherwise it wouldn't be so smooth."

Wang Mengde waved his hand and said modestly.

He cannot take most of the credit for himself, otherwise it would be unfair to Mr. Nie's team for their hard work over the years.

He noticed it all.

Several team members have serious dark circles under their eyes.

Then he said with concern:
"By the way, Mr. Nie, I see that everyone has serious dark circles under their eyes. Ethylcarbamazine has been successfully copied, so everyone should rest more.

My teacher recently developed an eye drop that is very effective in relieving eye fatigue. I will bring a few bottles for you next time I come here."

During this period, Mr. Pu has been leading Li Xiang and others to study ophthalmology.

In addition to methods for treating cataracts, eye drops were also developed.

"The eye drops developed by Mr. Pu must be effective. I won't be polite."

Mr. Nie smiled and complimented:
"After this clinical trial is over, I will give everyone in the team a few days off so that everyone can have a good rest."

"But now there is a very tricky problem, and I need your help to find the cause."

After a pause, he thought for a moment and continued:

"That is ethodicarbamazine, which was imitated in the laboratory. During its use, the recovery of filariasis patients varied from good to average.

I never found the reason, it's just so strange."

After saying that, he handed the clinical trial data to Wang Mengde.

“Has this problem ever occurred with the imported diethylcarbamazine before?”

Wang Mengde took the information and asked casually while checking it.

“The same problem also occurred with the diethylcarbamazine imported from the United States.

It’s just that I didn’t investigate it in depth before, thinking it was caused by the inconsistency of the patients’ conditions.”

Mr. Nie replied.

"It shouldn't be due to inconsistent medical conditions. There should be other problems. Let me take a look at the information first."

Wang Mengde lowered his head and said as he looked through the documents in his hand.

Unfortunately, he was unable to be in both places at once, otherwise it would be easier to find out where the problem lies if he went there in person.

There are about forty pages of information.

All of them record the symptom changes of dozens of patients before and after taking the medicine.

Some of the patients had very good results after taking the medicine, while others had average results.

Wang Mengde also noticed.

The strange thing is that the same patient can show huge differences after taking the medicine.

What works well one time may turn out badly the next time.

About twenty minutes later.

He read through all the information and then closed his eyes and began to think.

Now the entire information was recorded in his mind, as if it were engraved there.

He analyzed the reasons.

Soon, he noticed a common point and had an idea.

Opening his eyes, Wang Mengde said with a smile:

"Mr. Nie, I think I understand the reason.

So, please tell the comrades doing the clinical trials to let the filariasis patients take the medicine with their meals, and then observe the effects.”

"You mean?"

When Elder Nie heard this, his eyes lit up. After a brief thought, he suddenly realized:

"Yes, that should be the truth."

Next to them, Pan Xiaojun watched the two people playing charades and felt very curious.

He couldn't help it and asked directly:
"Teacher, what's the reason for this?"

"Haha, what Comrade Wang Mengde just said was the principle of 'adding medicine to salt'."

Elder Nie patiently explained to his disciples: "Salt is like a medicine inducer in traditional Chinese medicine. It stimulates and enhances the efficacy of the medicine."

After finding the reason, Wang Mengde sat here for a while, drank two cups of tea, and then left.

He returned to the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Went directly to Mr. Pu’s office.

"Sir, give me a few bottles of the eye drops you developed to relieve eye fatigue, and I'll give them away later."

Wang Mengde added some hot water to Pu Lao's teacup, then said with a smile.

"Okay, if you're not in a hurry, I'll ask Qiaoyu to send it to you tomorrow."

Pu Lao said cheerfully.

"I'm not in a hurry, sir."

"By the way, how is your research on cataracts going? Have you made any progress?"

Wang Mengde asked.

Although he did not participate in it, he would occasionally pay attention to the research progress of his teacher and several junior fellow students.

"Don't mention it. We've been researching for so long, but there hasn't been much progress."

Pu Lao shook his head and said helplessly.

"Teacher, how about trying an unconventional method and using a needle to pick out the cataract?"

"Needle to pick cataracts?!!!"

(End of this chapter)