Back to laogua mountain, it''s midnight.


    The construction site at the foot of the mountain was shut down, and only a few lights were still on. Tomorrow, China construction team 5 will come and build this small orphanage.


    Taoist Lin is waiting for Wu Mian and AO Wen at the back Mountain Gate. There is an astronomical telescope in the yard. I think Taoist Lin hasn''t given up this "hobby" after Wu Mian said it.


    In this regard, Wu Mian also lamented that if Lao Lin was willing to spend his time studying astrology on learning medicine, would it be better?


    But everyone has his own aspirations and can''t be forced. Although Wu Mian doesn''t like these, he can''t say anything about Taoist Lin.


    "Little martial uncle, is everything going well?" Taoist Lin asked with a smile.


    "Nothing has been done," said Wu Mian. "Why haven''t you slept yet, Lao Lin."


    "I''ve been watching stars at night every night recently," Taoist Lin said. "Little martial uncle, it''s really interesting to say that watching stars with an astronomical telescope is watching stars at night!"


    Seeing Taoist Lin''s expression and trembling beard, Wu Mian smiled.


    "Little martial uncle, just now Wei Dabao came." Taoist Lin came to Wu Mian and whispered.


    "Hmm? What is he doing here?" Wu Mian was surprised.


    "I brought a patient with spontaneous pneumothorax." Taoist Lin said, "you have guests here. It''s inconvenient. When will you be free and take a look?"


    Spontaneous pneumothorax is only a minor problem and belongs to emergency. If the lung tissue is compressed by more than 50%, it needs closed drainage in the lower thoracic cavity.


    Laogua mountain certainly won''t prepare breast bottles. What did Wei Dabao bring such patients to laogua mountain for?


    Wu Mian thought for a moment and thought that although Wei Dabao was unreliable, this case should not be Wuzhen. After arranging for Owen to stay, he and Taoist Lin got on the battery car and drove to the front mountain.


    "Lao Lin, what''s going on? Tell me." Wu Mian asked.


    "A child from bajingzi works in the south. I just asked about the medical history, and I think there are a lot of places that don''t make sense." Taoist Lin said while driving a battery car.


    "Oh? What''s going on?"


    "The child said by himself that he had no obvious inducement to develop a dry cough and chest tightness three months ago. The local hospital gave symptomatic treatment, the symptoms were not relieved, and there were chest pain symptoms. After 12 days of illness, he rechecked the chest film and found that the right fluid pneumothorax and the lung tissue was compressed by about 35%


    After 12 days, I found that there was a problem. It was really strange.


    "At that time, we had closed thoracic drainage and thoracic puncture. It is said that the chest water was light yellow." Taoist Lin said, "after that, we continued to work, but within a few days, the child had pneumothorax again."


    "I''ll be hospitalized again, and then I''ll do it again when I''m good. When the child works outside, the boss thinks she''s sick, so she''s thrown back. I look a little listless and I think I have pneumothorax. But the difficulty in breathing is not obvious. Why don''t you take a look or send her directly to the province."


    "What did Wei Dabao say?" Wu Mian asked.


    "Wei Dabao..." Taoist Lin was upset when he mentioned Wei Dabao. "Didn''t the child come back and go to bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital to see a doctor when he felt uncomfortable, which happened to be Wei Dabao''s class. He asked about his medical history for a long time. Finally, guess what he said?"


    Wu Mian thought of the furry legs under Wei Dabao''s Taoist robe and smiled. During this period of time, I don''t know whether Wei Dabao has made progress and whether he has memorized diagnostics.


    Taoist Lin didn''t speak to Wu Mian and was not embarrassed. He went on talking for himself.


    "Wei Dabao asked the patient''s medical history. Finally, he wanted to dig out his ancestral graves."


    "Get down to business," said Wu Mian. "What did Trinket ask?"


    "The patient is a young woman, 24 years old, with acne on her face. In the south, I don''t know who said the folk prescription and took snake gall," said Taoist Lin, "Snake gall is cool in nature, bitter and slightly sweet in taste; it has the effects of dispelling wind and dehumidification, cooling and brightening eyes, detoxifying and removing heat; it can adjust and supplement people''s nervous system, endocrine system and immune system, and delay the aging of the body. But little martial uncle, you said it has a wool relationship with pneumothorax."


    "What did Wei Dabao say?" Wu Mian smiled. He was curious about what Wei Dabao thought.


    If he kills a snake and gets sick again and again, he will find time to rub him on the ground of bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital so that he can have a good memory.


    "Don''t mention it. Wei Dabao didn''t understand. He took the girl to the sword association hospital to find you. He said you came to laogua mountain, and he took the girl over again." Taoist Lin said.


    "I ask you what Wei Dabao thinks of this disease."


    "He didn''t understand." Taoist Lin smiled bitterly. "When the goods came, he was holding a medical record book with the patient''s current medical history and past history. Many things are completely unnecessary. I think he was possessed."


    "Lao Lin," Wu Mian said softly.


    "Huh?"


    "Wei Dabao is better than you now." Wu Mian said with certainty.


    "..." Taoist Lin was stunned for a moment, and then said unconvinced, "little martial uncle, I don''t like what you said. What''s his education and what''s my education, how can he be better than me."


    "Oh?"


    "No matter what I say, I also graduated from undergraduate course, integrated traditional Chinese and Western medicine, and more than 20 years of clinical experience. Wei Dabao will fart! Eat and die every day, playing tricks."


    "There is a saying that scholars should look at each other with new eyes on the third day of their leave, you know?"


    "Cut, just Wei Dabao''s virtue, also called Shi?"


    "Don''t tell me," said Wu Mian with a smile. "Lao Lin, I haven''t seen the patient yet, but it''s estimated that Wei Dabao did the right thing. You continue to say what he thinks."


    Taoist Lin didn''t understand why little martial uncle took a fancy to Wei Dabao''s goods, especially what he said about the third day of official leave.


    As for Wei Dabao''s virtue, just eat and die, and make yourself look up to it! impossible.


    Although he thought so, Taoist Lin continued, "he took the original medical record and I took a look. The current medical history is more than 200 words, and the previous history is more than 300 words. What he said is unnecessary small things."


    Wu Mian was silent and quietly listened to Taoist Lin.


    Taoist Lin didn''t know what to say. At night, the mountain wind in laogua mountain was very strong, whistling in his ears with a little chill.


    "Lao Lin, you go on." Wu Mian said after a few seconds of silence.


    "That''s it."


    "You said a general history before. What about the past history? How much can you remember? Tell me."


    "Er..." Taoist Lin tried to recall, "it seems that Wei Dabao wrote that the patient was in good health in the past, had a history of drug allergy, and the specific drugs are unknown. He denied that he had a history of respiratory diseases such as bronchiectasis and tuberculosis, and no history of blood system diseases. He denied that he had a history of living in parasitic epidemic areas, eating raw shrimp and crab, dysmenorrhea and pet captivity."


    With that, Taoist Lin immediately asked, "little martial uncle, you say these are used for wool."