Chapter 22 Critical Illness

Wei Chi smiled silly, didn't say anything, but only knew how to smile foolishly, and took out something from the travel bag - two soft cushions, some food, and even a small pot of grape wine, accompanied by two porcelain wine glasses. Xie Jiu pursed his lips and smiled, watching Wei Chi cushion cushion on the ground, the two of them arranged things together, knelt down together, and prayed silently.

"Come on this every year, okay?"

"Okay, as long as you can climb the mountain, madam, I have no objection."

Xie Jiu smiled slightly, leaned against Wei Chi with satisfaction, hugged his arm, and said, "Let's sit for a while, rest for a while before going down the mountain."

Wei Chi smiled and sat on the mat together, looking at the tombstone of the driver's elder brother not far away, sighing. It was also time travel. The driver's elder brother died and Xie Jiu was slightly injured. He was the only one who was intact. This was a kind of character outbreak?

After taking a break, seeing Xie Jiu look at him, kiss him secretly, and then laughing secretly from the side, Wei Chi rolled his eyes and thought, it seemed that the girl had recovered. She reached out and pulled her up and said, "Since you have the strength, then go down the mountain."

Xie Jiu smiled and said, "Okay, you carry me!"

Wei Chi was stunned: "No...no?! Sister, I extremely suspect that you want to murder your husband."

Xie Jiu showed disappointment in his watery eyes, looked at Wei Chi, and lowered his head to express his sadness: "The book says that when a woman gives birth to a child, her husband no longer loves her and has no love anymore. It seems that this is true, alas."

A long sigh, a big hat. Wei Chi smiled bitterly and said, "What kind of book is this? It's a mess. The author must have never been married. It must be nonsense."

"Is that?" Wei Chi smiled bitterly, squatted down and said, "Okay, come up, sister, as for being so aggrieved, I haven't even cried yet, why are you depressed!"

Xie Jiu smiled, carrying a travel bag on his back, jumped on Wei Chi's back, looking very happy. The poor Wei Chi carried his wife down the mountain again, but his heart was a little different. Last time he was a fake wife, but this time he was a real wife, and still a child's mother. But...

"I said, wife, have you weighed it? It seems to have improved a little. Ouch..."

After being pinched, he quickly changed his mouth: "I have made great progress. I like your current weight. If you gain a little bit, you will be too fat, and if you lose a little bit, you will be too thin. It's just right. It's my favorite. Especially the improvement of the pectoralis major muscles, which is just right for me! Oh, why are you still biting someone?"

"Rogue! Fool!"

Wei Chi laughed loudly, while going down the mountain, he imagined the current expression of the beautiful sister on his back. He was in a good mood. Every time he coaxed the sister to smile, he would be in a very beautiful mood and feel a little accomplished.

"Wei Chi."

"What?"

"Have you ever disliked me for being spoiled?"

"No, everyone's growth environment is different, and their habits, temperaments, and styles are different. Try to get along as much as possible. Isn't this the way you live? If you want me to be unhappy, you will slap you twice. Let's not talk about anything else. Sister, our martial arts are not as good as you. This woman, it's better not to learn fighting martial arts. Men are too hard to live."

Xie Jiu chuckled, frowned, and said, "Fortunately, I have practiced my sister, otherwise I wouldn't be bullied to death by you."

Wei Chi was not happy anymore. Why did this sister like to learn to speak so much? She even learned a strange and strange style. Wei Chi said: "Sister, is it okay to say the other way around? We have to respect the facts, right? Also, don't learn to speak me."

Xie Jiu smiled, and Wei Chi also smiled foolishly. As he smiled, there was a wet and hot feeling around his neck. He hugged his soft arms and wrapped them around his shoulders. Xie Jiu's gentle and cool face gently pressed against his neck, and tears flowed down his eyes.

"What's wrong?

"I said you can't laugh at me."

"Reassure Chairman Mao that he will never smile."

Xie Jiu then whispered: "I thought before that if I wanted to find a husband, I would find someone who likes me and loves Xie Jiu."

The delicate and emotional little woman. Wei Chi laughed and said nonsense: "Then you don't have high requirements, I have high requirements. Look at us, you are a handsome man, and you are not very tall, and you have a good job. I am going to catch a rich girl. I can work for thirty years less after getting married, and I will solve the problem of a car, a house, and a child at one time."

Xie Jiu smiled: "There is really not a high requirement."

"That's right, I really caught a rich girl after traveling through time. Unfortunately, I was in trouble."

"I feel wronged."

"It's okay, hard work and self-reliance are the fine traditions of our party."

"loquacious!"

Xie Jiu smiled, hit him, climbed on his shoulder, and said, "Actually, women are not good at being too beautiful, and their family background is not good. You don't know if they like your family background or your appearance. I just want to find someone who likes me just because of Xie Jiu, who likes me, and who likes me, but because of me, who loves me, has nothing to do with other factors."

Wei Chi smiled, patted her butt, and carried her down the mountain steadily. Seeing that Wei Chi had no reaction, Xie Jiu was displeased and said, "Why don't you take the opportunity to confess your love?"

"Sister, we rely on making things, not on saying things. It's useless to say things. Just look at what I've made for you. Be good, don't be too literary. Youths are not popular now."

Xie Jiu was stunned, reached out to pat Wei Chi, and leaned back again. This guy shouldn't have been counting on it anymore. The occasional romance is called a flash of inspiration. It seems... she may not be able to bear it. Forget it, at present, she is quite satisfied.

He carried Xie Jiu down the mountain, and Wei Chi was so tired that he squatted on the side of the road, sticking out his tongue. He passed by a big yellow dog, wagging his tail at him, and extremely suspected that he was a kind of person. Wei Chi was angry and picked up a stone to scare the dog away. Xie Jiu, who was standing beside him, was very heartless and laughed. Wei Chi asked the sky speechlessly. He said that he was tragic because of who he was now, and he had no conscience. Xie Jiu was so sad.

Xie Jiu seemed to find out with conscience, and held back his laughter and helped Wei Chi up. The couple walked backwards. As they walked, Xie Jiu was still laughing, making Wei Chi speechless.

"My master, you are back. The young master of Lord Yao has been waiting for you for a long time."

The couple just entered the house with a laugh, and Uncle Cheng, the housekeeper, saw him walking around the door from a distance, looking anxious. When the two of them approached, they hurried over and said.

Wei Chi asked: "Mr. Yao?! Which Master Yao? What are you waiting for us to do?"

Uncle Cheng said: "The master is Yao Silian, Grand Secretary Yao."

Wei Chi and Xie Jiu looked at each other and hurried in. In the living room, a young man of twenty-seven or eight were walking back and forth anxiously. When he saw Wei Chi coming in, he stepped over and bowed urgently, saying, "Okay, my doctor Wei, you are finally back. My father is seriously ill. Please go and have a look."

"Young Master Yao, right? Let me first talk about what is going on with Ling Zun now?"

Yao Jing, the young master of the Yao family, said concisely: "It's normal to get up this morning. When I went down the ladder, I suddenly fell into a coma and was already looking for it."

Wei Chi grabbed Yao Jing's arms and asked, "Is there a doctor? Have you taken acupuncture?"

Yao Jing said: "I have found the Imperial Doctor from the Imperial Medical Department and use acupuncture to stabilize it first, so that I can come down and ask the Doctor and his wife to take a look."

Wei Chi looked solemn and said, "Young Master Yao took a step first. Neizi and I have to go to the clinic to get medicine. Lord Yao's disease is difficult! It's very difficult."

Yao Jing nodded heavily and said, "I understand, let's take a step first."

After Yao Jing left, Wei Chi and Xie Jiu went out, rushed to the clinic, went straight into the warehouse to read medicine, took the medicine, carried the medical box and went out, and called Sun Simiao, and the three of them went together. The Yao family had already sent people to wait at the entrance of the clinic. As soon as Wei Chi and the other two came out, they led them directly to the Yao family.

After the three arrived, they did not exchange any greetings and led them directly to the inner room of the backyard. Yao Silian was already over ninety years old and was lying on the bed with silver needles inserted into her body.

"Master Wei."

The doctor from the Imperial Medical Department quickly saluted Wei Chi, the boss who was in the head. Wei Chi signaled that he didn't need to be too polite. After asking about the symptoms, he looked solemn and said, "Brother, let's take a look. Let's check it together."

Sun Simiao nodded and began to take the pulse, looking at the sound and asking questions and silences all the way. Wei Chi, with the help of Xie Jiu, began to do Western medicine examinations. What’s hateful is that due to the limitations of equipment, many things and important data cannot be checked out.

Xie Jiu asked in a low voice: "Cebrain thrombosis?"

Wei Chi nodded and said, "According to clinical symptoms, it is 90% possible. I am just a general surgery department, not a cardiology department, and I am really not sure about the treatment."

The two of them looked at each other, Xie Jiu stopped talking, and fell silent. Wei Chi turned to his eyes and looked at his Yao family and said, "I can only say that I can do my best, but I really have no confidence in treatment."

Although the old lady of the Yao family looked sad, she looked calm and leaned on a crutch and said, "Please give the doctor a skill, and let the people do their best."

Wei Chi sighed and said, "In this way, let's let go of it."

In the Tang Dynasty, I couldn’t see EEG, I couldn’t do CT, and I couldn’t do blood rheology examinations. There was no basis for Western medicine to prescribe medicine. Wei Chi really didn’t dare to apply Western medicine and vasodilator, which was not something that could be used in all situations. I discussed it with Sun Simiao and Xie Jiu for a while and decided to use the Chinese medicine method. Sun Simiao used acupuncture to clear the meridian blood vessels, and used the technique of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. On the side of Wei Chi, I used Chinese patent medicine injections.

After everything was done, Wei Chi breathed a sigh of relief and instructed: "What I can do is already done. Next, it depends on Lord Yao's situation. If you are lucky, you may wake up. However, long-term care will be needed in the future. If you are unfortunate, then..."

Wei Chi didn't finish speaking, and his meaning had been made clear. The Yao family nodded, and Mrs. Yao took the lead and expressed his gratitude to Wei Chi, but Wei Chi refused repeatedly.

The fluid was injected, and the doctor from the Imperial Medical Department was supervised. Wei Chi asked Xie Jiu to go home. He and Sun Simiao were going to stay in Yao's mansion, waiting to see Yao Silian's situation.

Xie Jiu said: "Then I'll go back first. If you have any needs, ask Xia Sheng to come and find me."

"Well, don't worry, the child needs you, it's good that my elder brother and I are here."

After Xie Jiu returned, Wei Chi and Sun Simiao sat outside drinking tea, waiting for Yao Silian's situation while being stunned. Historical records show that Yao Silian died of illness in the eleventh year of Zhenguan.

Yao Silian is a real bachelor. He devoted himself to his studies throughout his life and devoted himself to studying history. He usually never left his home, but Wei Chi had only met him a few times and was not very familiar with him, so he didn't remember him. Now that he came to him, he could only do his best to do his best. Time travelers are not omnipotent. In the case of insufficient equipment and medicines, and not as a subject, he really only has to do his best.

Sun Simiao said: "Second brother, what is your Western medicine called this disease? What are the research theories? Can you tell me about it?"

Wei Chi said: "If you want to hear it, I will of course say everything you know and say everything. This disease is called cerebral thrombosis in Western medicine. Cerebral thrombosis is a type of ischemic cerebrovascular disease. It is more common in middle-aged and elderly people, and there is no significant gender difference. It is caused by lesions in the cerebral blood vessel wall itself..."

Wei Chi talked about it and told Sun Simiao about the research on cerebral thrombosis in Western medicine theory. There are also some commonly used treatment methods and key points of protection, all of which were said to Sun Simiao, hoping to inspire him and summarize the treatment methods of traditional Chinese medicine.

The treatment of cerebral thrombosis, whether in Western medicine or traditional Chinese medicine, has some unsatisfactory points. In many cases, clinical practice uses a combination of Chinese and Western methods. It seems that cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases are highly common in ancient and modern times. Judging from Yao Silian's symptoms, this is the first time that the disease occurs, and the chance of getting through it is very high.
Chapter completed!