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"Director Xie, Director Xie, please take a look at this child."

Tang Yi was seated at the outermost table in the clinic room. Upon seeing a couple carrying a pale-faced little boy, wearing a hat even in the height of sumr, he imdiately sensed sothing was wrong.

Upon inquiry, he discovered that the child the couple was holding had leukemia.

This illness was beyond Tang Yi’s ability to handle.

He imdiately called out to Xie Xiao.

Hearing the call, Xie Xiao also instructed Tang Yi to bring the patient over.

"What’s going on?"

Tang Yi said, "The child has leukemia and has already undergone chemotherapy."

Hearing this, Xie Xiao felt a heavy weight in his heart, "Alright, you go ahead with your work, leave this to ."

He glanced at the child in the couple’s arms, about seven or eight years old, and tried to muster a smile on his face.

Leukemia by itself is already very difficult to treat, and now with chemotherapy having been done, compounded injury upon injury, Xie Xiao felt sowhat powerless as well.

Still, in front of the patient’s family, he tried not to let his expression affect them.

"What’s the child’s na?" Xie Xiao asked while grabbing the boy’s hand, placing his fingertip on the boy’s pulse point.

Jiang Hongming, with tired eyes drooping, looking like he hadn’t slept well for days and nights, said, "Jiang Shu."

Xie Xiao asked with a smile, "How old is he, is he in primary school yet?"

Jiang Hongming replied, "He’s seven, hasn’t started school yet."

Xie Xiao asked, "How long has he had the illness?"

Jiang Hongming said, "For more than half a year."

Xie Xiao asked, "When did you start chemotherapy?"

Jiang Hongming said, "Three months ago."

Xie Xiao looked at Jiang Hongming, "The results aren’t ideal?"

Jiang Hongming lowered his head, "The doctor said if we continue with chemotherapy, my son could live for another two years, but... but every ti after chemotherapy, seeing him in such pain, makes my heart ache..."

He choked up even before finishing his sentence, as if sothing was lodged in his throat.

Xie Xiao looked at Jiang Hongming, fully understanding his feelings.

Children with leukemia undergoing chemotherapy was sothing he’d seen before.

After chemotherapy, they frequently experience nausea, accompanied by vomiting, feeling very hungry but not wanting to eat, bloating, fatigue, palpitations, gastrointestinal discomfort, etc.

When these symptoms all hit a person at once, the pain is constant, it interferes with your rest, making it hard to sleep, causing severe headaches.

Even adults find these pains unbearable, let alone children.

As a father, seeing his child suffer like this daily, of course Jiang Hongming couldn’t help feeling heartbroken.

"Don’t be sad, since you’ve co to our hospital, we will definitely do our best to treat him. Even if we can’t cure him, we’ll find ways to improve his quality of life. I think your decision to stop chemotherapy and co here was likely made in hopes that your child can live happily for a few years, right?" Xie Xiao said.

Jiang Hongming nodded heavily, "Director Xie, please, you must help !"

Honestly, when a father makes the decision to stop treating his son, he’s enduring imnse pain inside.

It feels even worse than if sothing were to happen to him.

But when his son told him he was in pain and wanted to go ho, he just couldn’t hold it together anymore.

"Don’t worry, even if I can’t, we have Dean Lu," Xie Xiao said with a smile.

He had great admiration for Lu Jiu.

Up until now, for any difficult case Lu Jiu had taken on, over ninety percent of the patients showed significant signs of recovery. This diagnostic record was visible on the hospital’s internal platform, and whenever he had ti, he would review so of Lu Jiu’s cases.

He often discussed and analyzed them with other doctors.

For instance, how did Lu Jiu differentiate the symptoms, and how did he prescribe the dications, etc.

He wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but they noticed that from the initial cases to the most recent diagnostic records, Lu Jiu’s proficiency with classical prescriptions was continually improving.

And at a remarkably fast rate.

In terms of his boldness in dication use and the simplicity of his prescriptions, he already exhibited the deanor of a master.

Each ti they looked over Lu Jiu’s prescriptions, they felt like they were observing Huang Fusheng’s handiwork.

This illusion only deepened their inability to fully gauge Lu Jiu’s capabilities.

And this was just his proficiency with classical prescriptions; his skills with acupuncture were likely even more unfathomable.

So, Xie Xiao didn’t worry at all about illnesses he couldn’t cure.

After all, there’s always Lu Jiu at the hospital to fall back on.

"Is it Lu Jiu, Dr. Lu?" Jiang Hongming asked.

"Is there anyone from Jianghan who doesn’t know him?" Xie Xiao replied with a smile.

"Can he treat leukemia?" Jiang Hongming asked.

Jiang Hongming had been working outside, and if it weren’t for his son’s leukemia diagnosis, he wouldn’t have returned to Jianghan.

After the New Year, he had taken his son to Zanglong City Central Hospital, which is almost the best hospital in Beihu.

But the chemotherapy results weren’t ideal.

Unable to bear his son’s daily tornt, he heard from family that there was a Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital in Jianghan, where the doctors were particularly skilled.

Hoping for a miracle, he brought his son to Lu Jiu TCM Hospital.

"I can’t promise you anything. You must understand that if this illness was easy to cure, you wouldn’t have co to us," Xie Xiao said.

Jiang Hongming couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

Indeed!

Leukemia is a terminal illness.

His earlier words did put so undue pressure on TCM.

"I’m sorry," Jiang Hongming said, apologetically.

Xie Xiao, having just finished taking the pulse, said, "I took a look, and in TCM, your son’s condition is considered marrow toxin. The main reason is congenital deficiencies and postnatal neglect, leading to infections with toxic heat and dicine toxins, depleting both qi and blood, scorching body fluids, ultimately causing a deficiency in the body’s righteous qi, allowing toxins to invade the bone marrow, resulting in both qi and yin deficiencies."

"To put it simply, your son’s body wasn’t very strong from birth. Coupled with postnatal caretaking issues, he often fell ill, and likely had nurous dications and injections. While minor ailnts were treated, his heart was damaged, leading to a general deficiency of righteous qi, giving toxins a chance to penetrate the bone marrow."

"Currently, if I were to prescribe, I can’t guarantee any efficacy because your son’s righteous qi is already deficient, and following chemotherapy, not only was the illness not addressed, but made his internal organs even weaker. In this situation, I recomnd seeking out Dean Lu."

This illness was beyond Xie Xiao’s confidence.

Mainly because congenital deficiencies are inherently hard to manage, and chemotherapy further damaged the child’s righteous qi.

After just taking the pulse, Xie Xiao distinctly felt that the child’s heart pulse and fate pulse were particularly weak. So, to be cautious, the child should see Lu Jiu.

Although Jiang Hongming couldn’t fully understand, many things Xie Xiao said matched his son’s condition.

For instance, from birth, his son wasn’t very strong, which was true; before reaching one month old, his son had already caught a cold with a fever.

In the following years, his son’s health remained poor, especially after catching a severe cold three years ago, his constitution deteriorated further. Last year, nearly every week or two, he had to take his son to the clinic for IV fluids.

"So, Director Xie, which departnt should I go to find Dean Lu?" Jiang Hongming asked.

Xie Xiao smiled, "Turn left after you exit, keep walking straight, it’s the departnt of difficult and complicated illnesses, I’ve already entered your information into the hospital’s internal platform. He will be able to see it, so you don’t need to register again, just go directly to him."

"Thank you," Jiang Hongming said promptly.

Xie Xiao nodded, watching as Jiang Hongming left the clinic room.

Leukemia... I wonder what prescription Lu Jiu will use this ti!

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