Chapter 189 Can you cure this disease?

Ran out of the house in a hurry.

Lou Xiao'e calmed down, looked around, and went straight to the house of the deaf old lady next door.

When I pushed the door open, I saw the deaf old lady eating, and Aunt Yi was chatting with her about family matters.

Seeing her coming in, the deaf old lady put down her chopsticks, waved with a smile and said, "Xiao'e is here, have you eaten yet?"

The deaf old lady liked this simple-minded girl very much.

Not only was he not so cunning, but he also often helped her and gave her some daily necessities every once in a while.

A few days before the Chinese New Year this year, I found that her clothes were badly torn and had many patches on them, so I went back to her parents' home to get some cloth and gave it to her.

Some of the rare items brought back from her mother's home, as well as some local specialties that Xu Damao brought back from the countryside, would also be given to her.

I often come to chat with her and relieve her boredom no matter what.

"Ma'am, I've already eaten."

Lou Xiao'e was very familiar with the deaf old lady's home. She moved a small stool from the corner and sat next to it.

When she sat down, the old deaf lady, who was very experienced in her age, noticed something was wrong.

Usually, Lou Xiao'e would smile when she saw her, but today she frowned and looked absent-minded.

"Xiao'e, did you have a fight with Xu Damao?"

The deaf old lady asked with concern.

"Ma'am, there was no quarrel."

Lou Xiao'e said with a forced smile.

But she was not shrewd enough, and the expression on her face betrayed her.

"You said you didn't have anything, but when you saw your wife, you even pouted your face. Something must be wrong.

There are no outsiders here, so just tell us what happened, and your Aunt Yi and I will help you with some advice."

The deaf old lady spoke directly.

"Yes, Xiao'e, if there is anything wrong, just tell me, don't keep it in your heart, otherwise it will cause health problems."

Aunt Yi also advised.

Compared with last year, her complexion is much rosier and she looks as healthy as a normal person.

Ever since I got chest pain and almost got into trouble during the Chinese New Year.

She then became more open-minded and understood things.

I no longer look sad every day.

In addition, I often take "Quick-Acting Heart-Saving Pills". In the past seven or eight months, I have only had one attack, and it was a mild symptom.

Seeing both of them say this, Lou Xiao'e thought for a moment and then quietly told them what had happened.

When I heard that the conflict was caused by not having a child after two years of marriage.

The deaf old lady and Aunt Yi looked at each other, neither of them knowing what to say for a moment.

They had been troubled by this problem before.

Aunt Yi, in particular, has been living in rumors and gossip for nearly twenty years. Many of the things the neighbors said behind her back were very harsh and sharper than a knife.

The room was quiet for a while, and the deaf old lady was the first to react.

She said in a responsible manner, "Xiao'e, you said you went to many hospitals for checkups and found nothing wrong. Did you ask Wang Mengde to check it out for you?"

Although he had a mediocre impression of Wang Mengde, he admired his medical skills very much.

She knew that the medical skills of this young man who usually kept his distance from her were better than those of most doctors in the world.

"Yes, go find Meng De to have a look. I have chest pain, and it's all thanks to him. Otherwise, I wouldn't be sitting here now."

Aunt Yi also said with praise.

Her thoughts were a little simpler, and she was grateful to Wang Mengde.

"Old lady, auntie, Damao has looked for the eldest brother of the Wang family before, but he said that he is not very good at this kind of disease and asked us to go to a big hospital."

Lou Xiao'e pursed her lips and spoke softly.

"That's it!"

The deaf old lady said somewhat disappointedly.

“However, the eldest brother of the Wang family also said something, that is, the inability to have children is not necessarily a woman’s problem. There is about a 50% chance that it is a man’s problem.

He also suggested that our son Damao go to the hospital for a checkup, but Damao was reluctant to go and insisted that there was nothing wrong with his health.

Lou Xiao'e said again.

Wang Mengde had once said this to her in person, so the impression was very deep.

After hearing this, Aunt Yi was stunned and fell silent.

The deaf old lady, on the other hand, said in agreement: "Wang Mengde is absolutely right about this point.

This may not be your problem. I think that bad boy Xu Damao has a health problem. You should ask him to go for a check-up."

She had a very bad impression of Xu Damao.

On the one hand, he was always at odds with his good grandson Sha Zhu, and on the other hand, he believed that Sha Zhu had evil intentions and was full of bad ideas since he was a child.

Most importantly, he didn't respect her.

"Ma'am, I told him several times, but he not only didn't listen, but also asked me to go to that little room."

"Hut? What hut?"

Aunt Yi came back to her senses and asked hurriedly.

"It's my mother-in-law's family home, next to a place in the south of the city. There used to be a land temple there, but it was somewhat abandoned for various reasons before liberation.

Later, someone spread the word that this land temple was particularly effective in praying for children. It was said that every summer and autumn evenings, many women would line up inside to kneel and worship.

When you are kneeling down, the God of Land will give you some fertility-enhancing drugs. As long as you hear any movement in front of you, you can feel for it and put it directly into your mouth. After eating it, you will be able to give birth to a son soon.

They also said that this is how Damao came about.”

Lou Xiao'e explained with a troubled look on her face.

After saying this, she glanced at Aunt Yi.

When her mother-in-law pulled her into the room and talked to her, she even gave two examples to make her believe it.

That is Xu Damao, who was born after she went to pray for a child. She had asked her neighbor Aunt Yi to go as well, but Aunt Yi didn't believe it, and she still hasn't given birth to a boy or a girl.

"Don't listen to her nonsense. It's a different era now. Why do you still believe this? Besides, your mother-in-law followed Xu Fugui into the city and waited until Xu Damao was born before she returned to her parents' home."

The deaf old lady said angrily: "Xiao'e, you look like a fertile woman. There must be something wrong with Xu Damao."

If it were any other time, she would still be skeptical, but if someone said Xu Damao had a child by praying, she would definitely sneer.

As a local resident who has lived in this courtyard for twenty or thirty years, she knows everything.

Mr. and Mrs. Xu got married and became pregnant very quickly, but they never thought about having a child.

Aunt Xu's words could deceive Lou Xiao'e, but not her.

"And the fertility potion. I guess it was a cricket or grasshopper that jumped out at night and they thought it was a fertility potion and ate it."

After thinking about it, the deaf old lady guessed again.

What she said was really right. Aunt Xu didn't know much about the mountain temple and the fertility potion, and she heard a lot of things from her mother's family.

In order to convince the daughter-in-law, he spoke with details and credibility.

Moreover, the so-called gift of a child was also a lie made up by a pair of wild mandarin ducks in order to cover up some facts.

Unexpectedly, after people heard it, they actually believed it to be true.

Then the rumor spread and the false information became true.

"So you lied to me."

Lou Xiao'e said somewhat sadly.

"Xiao'e, let me tell you, there is no real person in their family. If you follow Xu Damao, your future life will definitely not be good." The deaf old lady looked at the innocent girl in front of her, and an idea suddenly came to her mind. She smiled and tempted:
"Or, you divorce him, and I'll introduce you to a good one, and I promise you'll be happy in the future."

She thought of her eldest grandson Sha Zhu. She would feel relieved if Lou Xiao'e could be with Sha Zhu.

"Madam, who are you going to introduce to me?"

Lou Xiao'e asked.

She didn't want a divorce, but she was a little curious.

"Haha, it's my eldest grandson, Sha Zhuzi. I'll give him to you. Sha Zhuzi is a very good person. If you are with him, you will definitely be happy..."

When talking about Shazhu, she perked up and started selling it with great enthusiasm.

Unfortunately, the girl sitting opposite was filled with disgust.

Lou Xiao'e thought to herself that she was the only one who didn't want to be with Sha Zhu, that eccentric man.

If it was the eldest brother of the Wang family, she would be willing to do it, but unfortunately, he already has a wife and children, and they are very much in love.

She never stood a chance in her life.

Thinking of this, he began to feel sorry for himself again.

Guanganmen Hospital.

In a dermatology clinic.

Yi Mingjun was sitting on a chair with a frown on his face, taking the pulse of a girl in front of him.

The students behind him and the doctors in the department were afraid to make a sound, and the atmosphere in the room was somewhat solemn.

After a while, he retracted his arm, stretched his neck, and looked carefully at the patient's arm. He saw that it was covered with red scabies-like wounds larger than soybeans.

There were the same wounds all over the body except for the face, where the clothes could not see.

"I've been taking this medicine for several weeks, but it still has no effect?"

After sitting up straight and calming himself down, Yi Mingjun asked kindly.

"Doctor, I have been taking the new prescription you gave me for more than a month, and it is just like the previous medicine, with no obvious effect.

It still itches a lot every day, and I can't help scratching it from time to time. The hotter the weather is, and the more I sweat, the more I want to scratch it."

The girl said with a distressed look on her face.

As he said this, he couldn't help but scratched his arm with his hand.

"It shouldn't be!"

Yi Mingjun listened to the girl's story and talked to himself.

He also scratched his bald head, then took out a medical book from the drawer of the table and began to read it.

As the director of the Department of Dermatology at the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he is one of the top experts in the field of dermatology nationwide.

Even he himself can’t remember all the patients with skin diseases he has seen.

He sees all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases almost every day, which other doctors only see once in several years or even decades.

He has treated many red scabies-like wounds, and basically all of them were cured.

But the situation of the girl in front of us is rare.

He couldn't help but doubt himself as none of the several prescriptions he had been prescribed had any effect.

After looking through it for a while, he lowered his brows and asked unwillingly, "After taking this medicine, there is no reaction at all?"

After thinking for a while, the girl suddenly said: “Doctor, it’s not that there is no response, but my sleep is worse than before.

I couldn't sleep well and was always groggy. I was woken up several times by the itch in the middle of the night. I could only sleep soundly for two hours in the early morning."

Well. . .

When he heard that the medicine not only had no effect but also caused other symptoms, Yi Mingjun looked a little unhappy.

He turned his head and glanced at his subordinates in the departments behind him, coughed, and then asked:

"Do you have anything to say about the patient's condition?"

Those people looked at me and I looked at them, and none of us said anything. We just shook our heads to show that we were powerless.

Seeing their performance, Yi Mingjun sighed in his heart, gritted his teeth, waved his hand at one of them and said, "You, yes, you, go and invite Director Wang Mengde over to consult with the patient."

If there was any other way, he would never do it.

After all, inviting others would be tantamount to admitting that you are inferior to them.

What's more, this person is from another department.

After saying this, he looked a little tired, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his forehead.

The one he pointed out among the people behind him ran out without hesitation, as if he had heard an imperial decree, and the others had no intention of objecting either.

In Wang Mengde’s office at the Chinese Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Qian Dayong was chatting with him.

"Meng De, are you planning to start a new research project recently?"

“Well, there have been a lot of things going on with the vaccine team recently, which has taken up a lot of my energy. Now that things have stabilized, I am ready to start researching new projects.

This project is bigger than any other before, and it will take a lot of time and manpower. So, are you thinking of helping me?"

Wang Mengde said with a smile.

Over at the vaccine research team, the transfer of gene editing technology has come to an end.

The rest is up to them to digest on their own.

It is only a matter of time before results are achieved, so there is no need to rush.

"Really? Then I'm definitely willing."

Qian Dayong said in surprise.

He didn't expect that his casual question would lead to such a huge fortune.

The bigger the project, the greater the final credit will be. If you can have a sip of the soup, you will definitely benefit a lot.

At this moment, the man sent by Yi Mingjun knocked on the door and came in. He said respectfully:

"Director Wang, Director Yi asked me to invite you over for a consultation."

"Oh, let's go then."

Wang Mengde stood up and said.

He was used to other people coming to him for consultation.

Of course, most of the people who came to see him were internal medicine patients, and this was his first time seeing a dermatologist.

Qian Dayong happened to have nothing to do, so he followed behind, ready to watch the fun.

I arrived at Guang'anmen Hospital and entered the dermatology clinic.

After exchanging a few polite words with Yi Mingjun, Wang Mengde naturally sat opposite him and began to check the patient's condition.

At the same time, Yi Mingjun also introduced his diagnosis and treatment medication in detail.

After taking the pulse and listening to the two people's stories, Wang Mengde thought about it for a moment and then had an idea in his mind.

He picked up the prescription paper on the table, took out a pen from his jacket pocket, and began to write a prescription.

After writing the prescription, he handed it directly to Yi Mingjun.

Yi Mingjun picked up the prescription and read it carefully, pondering as he read.

Soon, a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face, and he said convincedly: "Director Wang, I understand."

Then he turned to the patient and said, "Girl, take this prescription and get the medicine. This time, there should be no problem."

After coming out of the dermatology department, Qian Dayong, who was following behind him, asked curiously: "Meng De, you can also treat skin diseases? You are even better than Mr. Yi. When did you start learning these?"

“Haha, I know a lot of things.

By the way, next Monday morning, you and Taozi, come to my office, we are going to start researching new things."

(End of this chapter)