Tao Le took out the golden needle obtained from Tang Wanhe.
Huang Wenjing's kidney disease, including the main lesion and complications, required a total of fifteen times of acupuncture, which was extremely slow.
But if an insider knew about it, they would definitely think she was joking.
"I can't come here every day, so I come here twice a week, every Wednesday and Friday night for acupuncture, and I just take the medicine on weekdays."
Because the needle was retained and he had to wait for a quarter of an hour, Xiong Wenfa called to Tao Le in a low voice: "Doctor Tao, shall we go out to talk?"
The family members wanted to know the situation, so Tao Le followed him outside the door.
"I mainly want to ask, has my wife's condition progressed to uremia?"
"Yes. But it's just the early stage of uremia now." Tao Le understood. Xiong Wenfa must have noticed something through the symptoms.
She just said, now that the Internet is so developed, how can patients with glomerulonephritis not pay attention to the progress of the disease?
"Then how long can she hold on?" Xiong Wenfa closed his eyes and opened them again, feeling extremely heavy.
"This depends on whether you can listen to me and cooperate with the treatment." Tao Le told the truth.
"She is very afraid of having blood drawn. If she undergoes dialysis, she will have to have it drawn once or twice a day. She cannot accept it, either psychologically or physically."
"Yeah." Tao Le didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this.
"So I beg you, Dr. Tao, you must have a way to make her persist a little longer, and try to move the time to start dialysis as late as possible."
Seeing the sad and heartbroken expression on the face of the man in front of him, Tao Le felt uncomfortable.
Disease not only brings pain to the patient himself, but also to a family behind it, involving the hearts and minds of loved ones.
Fortunately, she has a golden finger and can give them the happiness of being together in peace again.
"There is no need for dialysis." Tao Le said seriously: "It will take about two months after the acupuncture and the medicine I prescribed. Then you will be fine."
"Okay?" Xiong Wenfa repeated these two words, completely unable to understand.
This disease is impossible to cure even in its early stages, let alone when it has progressed to this stage.
"You heard it right. When I said good, I meant recovery. In two months, your wife will be back to health, and her future work and life will not be affected, and she can enjoy her long life."
"Is what you said true?" Xiong Wenfa's eyes instantly became extremely bright.
"Of course, it's more real than real gold." Tao Le said with a smile.
Xiong Wenfa and his wife were leaving, and Tao Le also left with them.
She didn't want to stay in this building for a minute, and she didn't want to pry into any Mio secrets.
Enough happened today, and she still hasn't completely sorted it out.
Simu came to see her and signed a cooperation agreement with her, but she had no idea what the other party's intentions were.
The car to pick her up was still waiting downstairs, driven by the robot who called himself Xiao Lin.
"Dr. Tao, the capsule has been made and Xiao Mo has been delivered to Mr. Xiong." Xiao Lin said.
For some reason, Tao Le always felt that when Xiao Lin faced him, his words and deeds had an indescribable weirdness.
Cautious, respectful, and fearful, it seems like she is some kind of monster that eats robots.
Do robots actually have such rich emotions? This is a bit beyond Tao Le's cognition.
"You seem a little afraid of me." Tao Le said.
"How is that possible!" Xiao Lin, who was driving, almost jumped up.
"I'm not, I haven't, why should I be afraid of you! I obviously admire you from the bottom of my heart."
"Okay, no need to say anything more." Tao Le put his hand on his forehead. Who would believe it if he said he didn't have such an anxious behavior?
Lin silently. Although the core of all robots is his direct or indirect split, Xiao Lin is seriously equivalent to his clone.
Of course, as long as he wants, he can have thousands of clones like this at any time, but in Blue Star, the materials that can carry such clones are still a bit rare, so there is only one like this for now.
I just didn't expect His Highness Tao Le to be so sensitive.
He no longer cares about Xiaolin's affairs. He will clean up the traces of anyone who shows them. As for himself, of course he has to solve problems for his beloved His Highness!
Today is another free day. Since the first of this month, Mai Xiaoyu has been enjoying this slow life.
Every day she just watered the flowers, drank tea, read, sat around, and drew a few strokes of paint. These things that she originally felt very comfortable when she thought about them, and were indeed very beautiful in fact, became a bit boring now.
Everything is difficult at the beginning, but Mai Xiaoyu was mentally prepared and believed that he could cope with the lack of customers in the previous month.
But she didn't expect that the reality was crueler than she imagined. It has been open for nearly twenty days, and there is not even a single customer at all.
It can't be said that no one has been here. In addition to Mai Xiaoyu herself, the female owner of the jewelry store next door also often comes to take a look.
"Xiaoyu, what time is it? You haven't closed the shop yet? Stop waiting, we can't have any customers." After the female boss instructed her employees to take inventory and clean up, people jumped over to her again.
What she said didn't sit well with her, and Mai Xiaoyu didn't take it to heart at all. She knew the thoughts of the wealthy female boss, Sister Man.
She originally wanted to lower the price to death and rent this shop and connect it with her previous one, but she didn't expect that at the end of the day, she would get in the way.
The owner of the underground shopping mall was very talkative at the time and the price he offered was quite low, so she signed and paid readily. Only after the store opened did she find out about the previous one.
"Sister Manman, please don't worry. I'll leave later." Mai Xiaoyu didn't even raise his head as he traced the canvas one stroke at a time.
"Hey, this painting is quite decent." Sister Man walked in and stood behind her, looking at the painting casually and taking in the environment in the room.
Although it only has an area of 30 square meters, Xiaoyu’s simple layout, wall colors, a few paintings, flowers on the windowsill and table, and carefully matched sofas and curtains all make this small studio fresh and elegant. , making people relax unconsciously.
"I know, you paid three months' rent. But looking at the situation these days, I'm afraid you won't be able to last three months." Sister Man said, looking at the sign hanging on the wall.
The big characters "Xiaoyu Marriage Consulting Studio" are engraved in rose-colored alloy, and they are hung in the perfect position on the wall. The only pity is that they probably won't last long.
Mai Xiaoyu frowned: "I think I can hold on a little longer."
She put down her brush and turned around to look at Sister Man, feeling that the smile on her face was a bit dazzling.
"If there's nothing else, please go back first. Painting requires a quiet environment."
The intention of expelling customers in her words was so obvious, how could Sister Man, who had been doing business for half her life, not hear it.
"Hey, good advice is hard on your ears. If you don't like hearing it, then I'm leaving!" Sister Man moved her strong waist and went out. When she arrived at her shop, she muttered:
"A little girl with a big butt, who knows nothing about marriage and love, deserves to have her business closed down!"
After pulling down the rolling shutter door and locking it, when Sister Man walked out, she suddenly saw two people coming towards her.
