Si Mingjing asked about whatever ca to mind.
Butler Zhou said, "It’s no problem. The Young Master is our Second Young Master’s own flesh and blood. Crown Prince Lisao and our Second Young Master were like brothers. Before our Second Young Master passed away, he specifically asked Crown Prince Lisao to take care of our Young Master. Therefore, Crown Prince Lisao pays extra attention to him."
Si Mingjing nodded and apologized, "I’m sorry."
Butler Zhou said sorrowfully, "Our Young Master is pitiable too. The Second Young Master died young and never told us who the Young Master’s mother is. Our Young Master grew up without a father or mother, but his intelligence is off the charts. He learns anything exceptionally fast, and our old lady is very fond of him."
Along the way, Butler Zhou kept praising the child, practically singing Ye Jingzhe’s praises to the heavens.
Later, they arrived at Old Lady Hua’s bedroom.
The dical team, invited by Miss Hua, was examining Old Lady Hua. She was reluctant to go to the hospital, so the filial Miss Hua had arranged for the dical team to bring all the necessary equipnt and treat her at ho.
Si Mingjing gestured to Butler Zhou, indicating they shouldn’t announce their arrival, so as not to disturb the dical team attending to Old Lady Hua.
As the old saying goes, you shouldn’t consult two doctors for one illness.
Announcing themselves now would be disrespectful to the entire dical team.
Si Mingjing made herself inconspicuous, standing quietly outside the bedroom door to listen.
Miss Hua asked the dical team, "Doctor, what exactly is the cause of my mother’s illness? It’s been years. Why does she always have swelling in her lower limbs? It’s a bit better in winter, but the edema worsens in sumr. Every ti we go to the hospital for physical examinations, they report no abnormalities. The doctor prescribed hydrochlorothiazide for diuresis to reduce swelling, but why does it keep recurring? My mother is elderly and can no longer withstand this ordeal. You must find a way to identify the cause and cure her swelling!"
"Miss Hua, the Old Lady’s condition is idiopathic edema. Edema can be classified into cardiac, renal, hepatic, nutritional deficiency-related, and other types, all of which have clear underlying causes. However, idiopathic edema is peculiar because no definitive cause can be found, and its precise chanism of onset is unclear. Therefore, while dication can alleviate symptoms, it cannot cure the condition."
The doctors were at a loss regarding idiopathic edema.
Idiopathic edema typically doesn’t have serious consequences, but it recurs periodically, which is why it’s also called cyclical edema.
This was precisely Old Lady Hua’s situation.
Her legs had been swelling for over a decade. dication could reduce it, but it always returned. It wasn’t usually a major problem, but this ti the swelling was particularly severe; not only were her lower limbs affected, but even her face was swollen.
Old Lady Hua was advancing in age, and with age ca frailty. If this continued, it would indeed be problematic.
This ti, Miss Hua was determined to find a cure for her mother’s edema once and for all.
Yet, despite consulting one dical team after another, the cause remained undiagnosed.
Miss Hua was dissatisfied. "You are all reputable doctors. Can you really not pinpoint such a seemingly minor cause? Please discuss it more thoroughly."
"Miss Hua, it’s not that we aren’t capable, but the precise pathogenesis of idiopathic edema is genuinely difficult to clarify. It’s a water and salt tabolic disorder syndro caused by dysregulation in various systems, including endocrine, vascular, and neurological. Even if you were to bring in the world’s top dical teams, I’m afraid it would still be very difficult to identify the cause..."
Just then, a gentle and clear voice ca from outside the bedroom: "Let give it a try."
Everyone turned towards the voice and saw a young woman carrying a dicine chest, approaching with a confident gait.
Miss Hua saw Si Mingjing and asked in surprise, "You are...?"
"I am a practitioner of traditional Chinese dicine. I would like to take the Old Lady’s pulse."
"Traditional Chinese dicine?"
Miss Hua frowned slightly. If Western dicine was ineffective, could traditional Chinese dicine possibly work?
Who invited this doctor?
Miss Hua said, "I haven’t invited any practitioners of traditional Chinese dicine."
"I invited her!" Lu Jinyi declared, following right in.
He was devilishly charming and dapper, greeting the Hua family’s eldest daughter, "Hua Jinse, you’ve hired so many Western dical teams for your mother, but so far, they haven’t even been able to find a cause. It’s clear Western dicine is helpless against your mother’s illness. Why not try traditional Chinese dicine? Let tell you, this doctor is a true master—there’s no illness under the heavens she can’t cure!"
Lu Jinyi was like a lon vendor hawking his own wares, brimming with blind and unshakeable confidence in his sister’s dical skills.
"What are you doing here?"
Upon seeing Lu Jinyi, Hua Jinse’s expression changed imdiately, her eyes filled with haughtiness and disdain.
"I’ve brought a doctor to treat the Old Lady, of course!"
Touching his chest, Lu Jinyi said earnestly, "It’s not just you who cares about your mother—I’m very filial too!"
Hua Jinse snorted. "My mother doesn’t need *your* filial piety!"
"Why wouldn’t she? She’s my future mother-in-law!"
"You! Shut up!"
Hua Jinse flushed with anger and embarrassnt, wishing she could throw Lu Jinyi out. Who does he think he is, calling her mother his future mother-in-law? The shaless cad!
Lu Jinyi, his face thicker than a city wall, strode to the bedside and cheerfully greeted Old Lady Hua, "My future mother-in-law, this is my sister. Don’t be fooled by her youth—she’s quite skilled. Since Western dicine hasn’t diagnosed your condition, why not let her take a look? What if she finds the cause and cures it completely?"
Old Lady Hua, propped up in bed with two pillows, saw Si Mingjing’s youthfulness. I must really be out of options, she thought, otherwise, Lu Jinyi wouldn’t have brought such a young girl to treat . He’s probably treating this as a last resort, trying to bring a dead horse back to life.
However, the young woman was beautiful, her delicate features hinting at a hidden wisdom.
Old Lady Hua, who had encountered countless people in her long life, was skilled at reading faces.
She found Si Mingjing’s appearance agreeable and didn’t want to embarrass Lu Jinyi, so she showed great patience, extending her swollen hand. "Then I shall trouble you, young doctor."
Si Mingjing put down her dicine box, sat, and gently placed two fingers on Old Lady Hua’s wrist, feeling for her pulse.
After a mont, she withdrew her fingers.
Old Lady Hua asked her, "Young doctor, what are your findings?"
"I’ve identified the cause, Old Madam. Rest assured, this illness is not difficult to treat."
She spoke with such confidence that the entire dical team stared at her, their expressions incredulous. She figured out the cause just like that? Impossible, surely? They say expertise in traditional Chinese dicine cos from years of experience. How much could such a young girl possibly have learned? Just the basics, perhaps? Did she really think she could diagnose in two minutes what nurous Western doctors couldn’t figure out in years? Whose reputation was she trying to tarnish? If they, a team of specialists, couldn’t find the cause, and this young woman identified it so easily, wouldn’t they beco a laughingstock?
One doctor, feeling personally humiliated, huffed, "This practitioner of Chinese dicine, since you claim to have found the cause, pray tell, what is it?"
If she spouts so nonsense, I’ll make sure she understands the consequences of humiliating !
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