Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Although Young Marshal Mu had stepped forward to guarantee responsibility, Jiang Wanyun also had many of the sa concerns as the doctors.
It wasn’t that she didn’t believe in Yun Xi, but it was just that the old Mada’s health was too important to take risks.
“Yun Xi, the old Mada’s illness isn’t trivial nor can treatnt be delayed. She has hemiplegia now and is unable to walk. Without surgery, there is no cure.”
“I understand that, but the old Mada’s illness really doesn’t require surgery. She is suffering from hemiplegia now because of an insufficient blood supply to the brain. The operation is too risky. The old Mada is unwilling to have the operation, and she can’t really tolerate long periods of anesthesia either.”
“I would rather die then undergo surgery, so you all might as well give up. I know my own body.”
The old Mada was stubborn, and no matter how hard they tried to persuade her, she simply wouldn’t agree to the operation. She was afraid of its consequences.
She was a very proud woman, and she was honestly quite frustrated about being stranded in bed. However, she was even more worried about the possible side effects of an operation.
There was no middle ground at this ti, so Yun Xi’s appearance had basically made her the old Mada’s savior at this mont, when she was feeling quite desperate.
“Girl, you said that it can be cured without surgery, what does that an? Is Chinese dicine that magical?”
Yun Xi turned her head and smiled at the old Mada gently. “It’s not magic, but Chinese dicine does have a positive effect on this condition.”
As she said this, she turned her head to look at the doctors. “After the old Mada fainted, did any of you check her for chest tightness, blood pressure, spleen, digestive issues, or liver problems?”
The doctors were all caught off guard, but then quickly nodded one after another.
“The old Mada is indeed experiencing digestive and liver issues. Also, because the weather has gotten colder, she has excessive phlegm, high blood pressure, and hardening of the arteries.”
“The pathogenesis of vertigo in traditional Chinese dicine is generally caused by wind, fire, deficiency, phlegm, blood stasis, and dysfunction of the brain. According to the doctors’ descriptions, traditional Chinese dicine has identified liver-stomach discord and excessive phlegm. You should choose Gastrodia, Uncaria, Achyranthes, Eucommia, and Chuanxiong for treatnt. These strengthen the spleen, get rid of excessive phlegm, nourish the kidneys, replenish vitality, nourish the brain, and help maintain ntal alertness.”
After a pause, Yun Xi continued, “You can also have soone massage your feet as therapy. The acupuncture points on the feet can stimulate the ridians. With proper Chinese dicine therapy, the old Mada will be able to stand up soon.”
“Really?” Chen Yichen could see how everyone was worried. “How long will it take for Grandma’s disease to be cured?”
“About a week! I can co over to massage old Mada’s feet every day after class to stimulate blood circulation. This will not only help increase the blood supply to the brain, but also improve cerebral circulation and increase the cerebral arteries’ blood flow.”
After she said this, Yun Xi looked toward the old Mada without changing her expression. “Old Mada, what do you think?”
These thods of Chinese dicine were more acceptable to the old Mada than surgery.
“All right, it’s settled then. Wanyun, you tell the housekeeper to have the driver pick up Yun Xi from school every day after class, so she can co talk to .”
She had not only delayed the operation, but having her to chat with made the old Mada much happier.
“Old Mada...”
With worry, the doctors looked at old Mada, who didn’t appear to be taking her health seriously. Then they looked at Yun Xi’s childish face, and they grew extrely anxious.
“Young Marshal Mu, this is completely unacceptable! If sothing happens...”
Mu Feichi allowed his gaze to move away from Yun Xi. He swept his eyes over them coldly.
“Didn’t I say just now that I would be held responsible if sothing goes wrong?We are only talking about a week here, and if it doesn’t work, I will plead with you for the old Mada to go to the hospital for an operation. It’s only seven days. That’s not too much of a delay, is it?”
“No, no, that’s not too much of a delay...”
Young Marshal Mu had spoken and had also used the word “plead”, so how could they say anything else?
They could only pray that the old Mada’s illness wouldn’t take any severe turns. As long as nothing out of the ordinary happened, seven days would be enough for them to make all their necessary preparations.
Since Young Marshal Mu had rarely stood up for her, old Mada nodded at him gratefully. “Thank you, Young Marshal Mu.”
“Old Mada is too courteous. You really must cooperate with this girl, otherwise I really will have to forcibly admit you to the hospital.”
The old Mada smiled kindly and gazed at Yun Xi with faith in her eyes.
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