The Story of Happiness Court

Chapter 61 Gu Dunren

Of course, Leng Hanhui knew that this disease refers to abdominal diseases in traditional Chinese medicine. When the old man said this, Leng Hanhui understood that this old man didn't know what disease he was suffering from.

There are roughly three types of Fuliang's troubles, the most serious of which is bowel cancer.

The middle-aged man seemed to look at Leng Hanhui with some anxiety, for fear that Leng Hanhui would be unhappy.

Mei Lao is a well-known old Chinese doctor in Tianhai City, the whole country, and the world. He has countless lives, immeasurable merits, and a highly respected figure.

As the disciple and grandson of Old Mei's direct relative, this young man should be very difficult.

Youth is not the only basis for judging a person's ability.

Patients who can enter this kind of ward cannot be grassroots.

This middle-aged man is the old man Gu Dunren's own son, a well-known filial son, and a moderate official, working under the husband of Mrs. Zheng.

So, the respect for Leng Hanhui is actually an indirect respect for Mrs. Zheng's husband.

Is this human, an instinct or wisdom of this advanced animal?

How could Qiu Yuning, as Zheng Jianhua's best friend, not know about this Gu Dunren and his basic situation, and some things about his family?

So, last night, after she finished her work and didn't even eat, she called Leng Hanhui and told him about Gu Dunren's ancient situation. Of course, she also casually mentioned Gu Dunren's son.

Leng Hanhui has long developed a very good habit in the hospital of his master, that is "look".

To put it bluntly, by observing the expressions of the patient or the relatives who accompany him, we can deduce the patient's psychological endurance, as well as the mental preparation to what extent he can actually accept the diagnosis and treatment.

Of course, by the way, even the patient's family members can guess a general idea.

This is helpful to judge the attitude of the family members to cooperate with the doctor's diagnosis and follow-up treatment, as well as the tolerance and ability of receiving treatment in terms of financial resources, manpower, physical condition and other aspects.

Now, Leng Hanhui can clearly see that this middle-aged man must be the son of old man Gu Dunren.

He greeted the middle-aged man first: "Uncle, hello, I want to check Gu Gu's body now, is it convenient for you?"

This is a very good way to observe the family members' attitudes and worries about the elderly's condition, which is much better than telling the elderly Gu Dunren directly.

Then the middle-aged man hurried over and stretched out his hands, tightly holding Leng Hanhui's right hand and said with some excitement: "Thank you, thank you, I wish for it, I can't wish for it!"

His eye sockets were red, showing his concern for his father from the bottom of his heart.Looking at his red eyes, he is still the kind of temperamental person who can't sleep well at night because of his father's illness.

Of course, there is also a reason for this. After all, Mrs. Zheng is right next to her, and Mrs. Zheng's husband is his immediate boss.

Gu Gu said: "Feng Ming, look at you, his child has just entered the door, and you are so impatient to ask the child to see a doctor for me, it's too rude." He turned his head to Leng Hanhui again: "My child, your name is Leng Hanhui. Han Hui, right? Let me apologize first, I was just joking just now, I don’t even have a daughter, where did my grandson come from? I have a adopted daughter, and she only has one son.

It seems that Xiao Zheng said it?I need relatives to accompany me, Feng Ming is too busy with work, so I found a housekeeping company.It was Fengming who knew Xiao Zheng, and met you through a blessing in disguise, this is also a kind of fate, right?

How about this, in the future when you discuss friendship with Feng Ming's peers, you can call me uncle, because I will call myself a junior in front of your master Mei Lao.

In other words, your master is absolutely versatile, and one of my antiques was identified as a fake by your master.

It was almost because that antique smashed my treasure appraiser's signboard for decades, so Mr. Mei is still my benefactor.

Do you know how much the antique Mei Lao appraised for me is worth?7000 million, and..."

"Father! You, old man, stop for a while and let Han Hui take a breath. Can you talk about these things later?" Gu Fengming hurriedly interrupted his father's nagging.

He turned his head to Leng Hanhui and said, "I'm sorry, my dad likes to talk a lot sometimes. No, if he can't stop it for a while, he just keeps talking."

Leng Hanhui smiled and said: "It's okay, I have long been used to my master's nagging. When I was studying in university, I didn't hear him nagging for a long time. I still feel a little bit at a loss. Like this It's good that Gu Gu is so cheerful and good for the body, just don't talk too much.

You know, speaking is very debilitating for elderly people. "

He didn't say that Gu is a patient, but he omitted this sensitive word that might be associated with the patient, and replaced it with the old man.

Ancient looks really old, but the card on the hospital bed reads 73 years old.

According to the uncles and uncles of the master, he was about the same as a 73-year-old when he was 50 years old.

Mrs. Zheng introduced the identity of the old man Gu Dunren to Leng Hanhui in a low voice: "Gu Dunren is a famous collector in Tianhai City, and an appraiser who is especially good at appraising antiques, especially writing antiques.

In his early years, he was a professor of archeology at Kenan University, the kind of world-class authority.After retirement, he became a collector and connoisseur. "

Leng Hanhui nodded, he understood the ancient thoughts.

Because he didn't know that he was going to die soon, and he still wanted to work in appraising treasures for a while, maybe this was his old man's pursuit?

The meaning of life lies in whether there is pursuit.

Whether great or humble, they all have their own pursuits, and there is no exception in the world.The only difference is the size of the pattern and the contribution to society.

Leng Hanhui sat in front of the old hospital bed habitually, and took out a pulse pillow from his handbag.This handbag was originally Liu Lao's bag, and now it is also inherited by Leng Hanhui.

After all, it's very convenient, and you don't need to rummage through that huge travel bag that never leaves you.

Gu Gu skillfully stretched out his left hand and put it on the pulse pillow: "It's inconvenient to have an infusion here, so let's forget about it, men are on the left and women are on the right?"

Leng Hanhui nodded with a smile, and did not speak. At this time, there is no need to dwell on such common sense issues.

He stretched out his right hand, and lightly pressed the Cunguan ruler on Mr. Liu's left hand.

Press lightly, press again, repeat many times.

Look at the ancient eyes, open the mouth to observe the old man's mouth and tongue coating.

He smelled a foul stench coming from the old mouth.

Leng Hanhui had smelt too much of this stench in Shizu's hospital, and only dying patients would emit this stench from their mouths. (To avoid misunderstanding, the name of the smell is omitted here. If some people are suspicious, it would be a crime.)

After hearing and asking, sometimes in some chronic diseases or even acute diseases, it is really not much worse than instrumental examination.

Soon, Leng Hanhui knew that the diagnosis of the ancient disease by the two experts in the hospital was accurate.