Dong Lin's eyes were frightened, and his hands holding the medicine box were starting to feel weak. He suddenly turned around and ran into the room. He wanted to go back and take a look!

He staggered in front of him, and Dad Fang, who had reacted behind him, followed closely behind him.

Wei Zhao signaled Su Yuancheng to follow, and then slowly walked into the house.

There is only one main house in the courtyard and two wing rooms in the east and west. The patient Fang Dalang lives in the east wing room.

"I can't have misdiagnosed such obvious symptoms! It's you, you didn't tell me why you didn't say anything about him drowning?!" When Wei Zhao entered, Dong Lin looked crazy and grabbed Dad Fang's collar tightly.

His medicine box fell to the ground, and several thick curtains were thrown on the ground, looking like they had just been torn off.

Old Man Fang was pulled on the collar and pressed against the wall. Fang Dalang was lying on the bed, struggling to get up, but because he had no strength, he could only make a scream of insufficient energy.

There was a woman beside the bed. She was probably Fang Dalang's wife. At this moment, she was completely shocked and was at a loss with the medicine bowl.

"Cough cough...Cough cough, Doctor Dong, I said it, at the beginning...Cough cough, I said, "You said my son was sick and the weak fire rose, it was okay...Cough cough..." Old Man Fang was pressed against the wall with his collar, breathing a little uncomfortable, and he replied stutteringly.

"You...!" Dong Lin's eyes widened, wishing to strangle Dad Fang to death.

It was them, they concealed the condition and arranged the house tightly, which caused the light in the house to be dim. He could not see Fang Dalang's face and pupils clearly, so he did not see that it was jaundice!

They deliberately said that it was Wei Zhao! Yes, it must be Wei Zhao. He and Dad Fang conspired, and they wanted to harm him!

He let go of Mr. Fang, and in two steps he arrived in front of Wei Zhao, raised his fist at Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao was unprepared for a moment and wanted to see his fist approaching him. He instinctively closed his eyes and reached out to block it. However, the imagined pain did not come. Instead, he heard Dong Lin's moan "Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

He opened his eyes and saw that Dong Lin in front of him had already fallen to the ground, covering his shoulders and screaming.

It turned out to be Su Yuancheng. He followed Wei Zhao in. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Dong Lin blowing his fist at Wei Zhao. Before he could think too much, he reached out and pushed him out.

Because of anger, Dong Lin was originally full of strength in his right arm, but Su Yuancheng suddenly pushed it away, and his fist was blown away and his shoulder was dislocated.

He covered his shoulders, his eyes still staring at Wei Zhao, "You are despicable, Wei Zhao, you have taken great pains to deal with me! What kind of grudges do I have with you?! Even if I have questioned your medical skills, it is not worth your dealing with me like this, right?"

Wei Zhao frowned slightly and snorted, "Ha, Dong Lin, you said you have a big face and you are still panting. Do I need to deal with you? As a doctor, you look at the hearing, ask, and be the leader. Have you ever observed the patient's face carefully? Ask, have you ever asked about the patient's urination and drowning? If you did it, even if I want to harm you, how could you succeed!"

After saying that, he ignored Dong Lin, who was already like a pile of mud, walked over a few steps to help Mr. Fang up, let him sit by the bed, and then looked at Fang Dalang on the bed carefully.

Fang Dalang is in his twenties, and he is young and strong. He is in good health and very strong. After these days of illness, he has become much thinner and has been very ineffective.

His face was pale and dull. Wei Zhao rolled his eyelids, and his eyes turned yellow.

Mr. Fang also came to his senses now. He knew that Wei Zhao's medical skills were far above Dong Lin. He had guessed the disease before he saw Dalang. However, Dr. Dong had run three times but still failed to make the correct diagnosis. The level was obvious.

He knelt down on the ground with a pounce, "My doctor, please save my Dalang!"

The eldest son's wife also reacted and hurriedly followed her father-in-law to kneel down and beg Wei Zhao to treat Fang Dalang.

Wei Zhao asked Su Yuancheng to help Mr. Fang get up. Mr. Fang then realized that Su Yuancheng was the one who came to his house yesterday. He understood that it must be Wei Zhao he invited, and bowed to Su Yuancheng again and again to thank him.

Su Yuancheng said: "Dad Fang, since my young master is here, he will naturally help Dalang treat him. Please be careful not to be impatient, don't affect my young master's medical treatment."

Dad Fang quickly closed his voice and stood aside waiting for Wei Zhao's conclusion.

It can basically be determined that it is jaundice, but there are various categories of jaundice. Further judgment is needed to distinguish whether it is hepatocellular jaundice, obstructive jaundice, or hemolytic jaundice.

Wei Zhao asked Fang Dalang to lie flat, touching his abdomen with his fingers, and there was a tenderness in his liver. He had some thoughts in his mind.

Fang Dalang was sick for a few days and was lying on the bed, his clothes were loosely placed. Wei Zhao reached out to untie the collar and touched his ribs. He felt something strange, as if it was swollen. And when he touched him, Fang Dalang would instinctively "hiss" because of the pain.

Hepatitis? It is indeed icteric hepatitis?

Wei Zhao frowned, then turned to Su Yuancheng and said, "Go back to the clinic to ask Dr. Wang, and ask him to come and have a look."

Su Yuancheng was stunned and asked Dr. Wang? Could it be that the young master cannot treat this disease?

Wei Zhao said: "I suspect it is icteric hepatitis. Please ask Dr. Wang to take a look at the insurance policy together. You go quickly."

Su Yuancheng nodded. The young master must have made sense for him to say this. He glanced at Dong Lin, who was still moaning, and walked around him and rushed to the Chen Family Hospital.

Wei Zhao decided to invite Dr. Wang to come. One reason was that traditional Chinese medicine treats jaundice with some unique features than Western medicine. He asked him to come and have a look. If traditional Chinese medicine can be cured, he would not have to use the medicine in his hands. After all, his medicine is very limited now.

Another thing is to determine what type of hepatitis Fang Dalang's jaundice hepatitis is, the examinations required are very complicated. He cannot do the test now, so someone can determine the cause of the disease together, which is more safe.

After Su Yuancheng left, Wei Zhao looked at Dong Lin.

He walked to Dong Lin, reached out to pinch his shoulder, and it was indeed dislocated.

Seeing that Dong Lin was already sweating profusely, he said "I deserve it", but he couldn't stand the moan of a man in his ear, so he simply pulled and pushed it with slight "click", and the arm that was originally hanging beside him returned to position.

Wei Zhao stood up slowly, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped his hands, then lowered his head, and looked at Dong Lin condescendingly, "Originally, I just thought you were narrow-minded and unwilling tolerate others, but I didn't make any comments on your medical skills. But now, you have even diagnosed such obvious jaundice wrongly, and your medical skills are really not very good. In addition, anyone who sees a ghost in your heart is a ghost."

After saying this, he turned around and talked to Mr. Fang about Fang's illness and ignored him.

Dong Lin was sharpened by him, but he didn't want to accept his affection. Now, he doesn't want to see Wei Zhao at all, let alone receive his little favor.
Chapter completed!