Chapter Fifteen: Initial Treatment of Cancer

  At the urging of the nurse, a middle-aged doctor in his thirties hastily stood up and greeted everyone before hurrying away.

  Wang Zhi remembered that this person was called Zhang Xuebin, also an attending physician, a 30-year-old attending doctor, which is considered to be quite an achievement. Watching him hurry away, he must have been the responsible doctor for that patient.

  Wang Zhi had also wanted to go and take a look, but suddenly remembered that doctors are not supposed to casually check on patients in the hospital, so he continued eating with his head down.

  Several others have also experienced similar situations, and Zhang Xuebin's departure did not affect everyone's appetite.

  But this time, things didn't turn out to be that simple. Ten minutes after Zhang Xuebin left, the nurse came again with news that the patient's condition was severe and it would be difficult for Dr. Zhang to handle alone, so Director Guo went to help. This made everyone jump up from their seats, leaving their half-eaten meals behind, and rushed to the ward.

  As he walked into the ward, Wang Zhi casually glanced around and saw that it was a luxurious single room. The environment in the ward was very elegant and did not have the strong smell of Chinese medicine like other wards, indicating that the patient's identity was not ordinary.

  Seeing Guo Jun and his group coming in, Zhang Xuebin frowned and walked to Guo Jun's side, saying in a low voice: "Severe respiratory infection, lungs seem to have foreign objects, qi and blood are also severely damaged, severe hemoptysis again."

  Upon hearing Zhang Xuebin's words, Guo Jun also furrowed his brow, a hint of solemnity appearing in his eyes as he pondered slightly.

  At this time, Wang Zhi also looked at the medical card on the patient's bedside table, which clearly read "gastric cancer".

  The patient was sixty-six years old, a stomach cancer patient. Wang Zhi furrowed his brow, also somewhat solemn. For all sorts of traditional difficult and complicated diseases and various external injuries, Wang Zhi could be said to have absolute confidence in curing them with medicine, with a success rate of over 90%. However, for modern society's new diseases like late-stage cancer, AIDS, leukemia, and the like, Wang Zhi didn't have that much confidence. Because these diseases basically had something to do with modern society's environment and eating habits, they were rarely encountered in his time. This also led to Wang Zhi not having a deep understanding of these diseases.

  However, Wang Zhi still saw the patient's condition at a glance. The patient had advanced gastric cancer with liver, lung and bone metastases, and his overall condition was extremely poor. He had severe pain in the spine where the tumor had metastasized, suggesting that he had taken modern analgesics before but they were not effective. Later, he used traditional Chinese medicine to control it to some extent.

  "Cough! Cough! Cough!" At this time, the patient suddenly started coughing violently again. The nurse on the side quickly used a paper towel to wipe and clean, and the paper towel was soon stained red with fresh blood.

  "Doctor, think of something quickly, my father is dying!" At this time, a middle-aged man in his 40s who was a family member of another patient couldn't bear it anymore and hastily shouted out.

  At this time, seeing the patient's urgent situation, Wang Zhi no longer cared about any rules and hurriedly went forward, took the patient's wrist and listened carefully.

  After carefully listening to the pulse for a while, Wang Zhi had a more detailed understanding of the patient's condition. After thinking about it for a moment, he already had a plan in mind.

  Although the patient's condition is severe, it can still be cured with Wang Zhi's medical skills. At this time, after Wang Zhi's thinking, drawing on Zhang Zhongjing's "Shang Han Za Bing Lun" and Sun Simiao's "Qian Jin Fang", a feasible treatment plan has been thought out.

  Actually, Wang Zhi also knew that in modern society, many hospitals have borrowed from Jingfang to treat some stubborn and difficult cases, but the Jingfang they mastered has been lost for thousands of years. However, Wang Zhi himself is a living Jingfang, he originally followed Bian Que, and later not only memorized Zhang Zhongjing's "Shang Han Za Bing Lun" and Sun Simiao's "Qian Jin Fang" in his mind, but also gave the two parties a lot of inspiration, it can be said that many classic cases and ancient methods in the book are deeply understood.

  So once he had a complete understanding of the patient's situation and judged where the patient's symptoms lay, a best treatment plan naturally emerged in Wang Zhi's mind.

  Although Wang Zhi had already made a diagnosis, due to the lack of experience in treating this type of disease, it was still necessary to be cautious. Looking at the patient's pale and thin face, difficulty breathing, even more so, one must be careful, once the medication is incorrect, with the patient's physical condition, it will absolutely lead to death.

  After careful consideration, Wang Zhi decided to use Nei Jia needle technique to temporarily alleviate the patient's suffering, control the division speed of cancer cells, and slightly improve the patient's physical condition. This would also have a significant impact on the patient's subsequent medication and recovery. With that thought in mind, Wang Zhi took out the golden needles that Zhou Boran had casually given him yesterday and prepared to take action.

  Zhang Xuebin and Guo Jun were discussing the current treatment plan on one side, while Wang Zhi carefully examined him without saying a word. Since Jiang Yuanhua said that Wang Zhi was the attending physician, he must have some real skills, and perhaps he would have some good suggestions. But who knew that he had already started treating him? Was it ignorance of his own limitations or excessive self-confidence?

  No matter what, seeing Wang Zhi take out the needle, Zhang Xuebin was anxious and wanted to step forward to stop him. However, before he could act, Wang Zhi's golden needle had already pierced the patient's Zhongfu acupoint, followed quickly by the insertion of needles at several other points including Zheze and Huagai. Wang Zhi's speed in inserting the needles was incredibly fast, leaving the two onlookers dazzled.

  "It's actually Golden Needle." Seeing this scene, Zhang Xuebin had not reacted yet, while Guo Jun muttered.

  "Golden needle? What's wrong with the golden needle? Ah! Golden needle." Zhang Xuebin suddenly seemed to remember something, and was shocked almost to the point of shouting.

  Yesterday, Wang Zhi told Zhou Boran that the golden needle was the best, and Zhou Boran did his best to find one for Wang Zhi. However, although Zhou Boran tried his best, he didn't understand the difference between the golden needle and the silver needle after all.

  Silver needles are relatively hard, and as long as the technique is correct during acupuncture, they can generally be inserted into the acupoint very well. However, gold needles are different. Gold needles are extremely soft, and even if you just casually prick the skin, it's easy to bend the needle, let alone use it for acupuncture.

  However, in many ancient prescriptions, there are some wonderful uses of golden needles. Therefore, many famous old Chinese doctors still like to prepare a pair of golden needles for research purposes. But using them to treat illnesses is a skill that few people possess. Nevertheless, nowadays, Wang Zhi is actually using golden needles to perform acupuncture on patients...

  To say nothing of other things, just this one move of acupuncture with golden needles is an unparalleled skill. Guo Jun and Zhang Xuebin are thoroughly convinced.

  Wang Zhi held the golden needle, with rhythmic lifts, pulls, twists and turns. As Wang Zhi treated him, a faint flush of blood appeared on the patient's pale face. Suddenly, he let out a loud cough, and a large mouthful of bloody phlegm was spat out from the old man's mouth. The old man instantly let out a comfortable sigh, his face relaxed.

  Seeing the old man's pain disappear, the middle-aged man on the side hurriedly thanked him with gratitude. At first, he looked down on Wang because of his youth, but unexpectedly, this young doctor had relieved his father's suffering in an instant.

  Seeing the patient's pain alleviated, Wang Zhi put away the golden needle and said to the man: "Don't worry, I'll prescribe a few doses of medicine for you. As long as you take it on time, pay attention to your diet, and within a month, your father will definitely be able to get out of bed and walk around. At that time, I'll teach him a set of health-preserving exercises, and with persistence, he'll be fully recovered in about a year."

  "Really." The middle-aged man asked in surprise, he was originally just grateful that Wang Zhi had alleviated his father's suffering, but did not expect Wang Zhi to say that his father's illness could be completely cured.

  A middle-aged man was overjoyed and surprised, he had run to many places to treat his father's illness but all said there was no hope. He sent his father to the Chinese medicine department with the intention of living one more day, who would have thought that he would encounter an unexpected joy.

  "Hehe, what's the benefit of cheating you?" Wang Zhi smiled lightly and walked up to Zhang Xuebin, apologetically saying: "I took action without your permission, I hope you won't mind."