Chapter 119

  "Ah!" Everyone's mouth opened wide in unison, "Admiration." Such perseverance is indeed admirable.

  "Dr. Fang, what happened yesterday? I took the medicine and it was effective immediately. It's simply unbelievable." Everyone else also looked at her with curiosity, waiting for an explanation to dispel their doubts.

  Fang Mo Nan smiled and said: "Your illness should have originated from your stomach."

  "Ah! This can't be possible! The problem can only be with the throat, or possibly the vocal cords, or even the lungs, but it absolutely cannot be related to the stomach. The stomach is for digestion and has no connection to speaking at all!" Joey said, "Isn't this basic medical knowledge?"

  "Xu's physical condition is of the stomach heat type, where heat meets dampness and generates gas. The gastric qi rises and steams the lungs, causing lung function disorder and loss of voice." She continued: "That day you had seafood, drank wine, and also drank iced water."

  Looking at their confused faces, Fang Mo Nan simply said: "In traditional Chinese medicine, the stomach is earth and the lungs are gold. Xiu Si's stomach energy is too strong, which suppresses the normal physiological activity of her lungs, making it impossible for her to speak."

  "Ah! Native gold, right!" Xue suddenly said. He and his wife were raised by Chinese nuns in the monastery, so he knew a bit about the five elements.

  "Hmm!" Fang Mo Nan nodded, while others looked puzzled and confused, unable to find a way to explain these things.

  "Alright, I've said it in professional terms but you wouldn't understand anyway," Dustin said.

  Xu Si curiously asked: "What was yesterday's medicine made of?"

  Fang Mo Nan looked at him with a smile that was not quite a smile, "You really want to know."

  Xiūsī thought of his previous experience going to a Chinese medicine store and just thinking about it made his scalp feel numb! "You'd better not say any more. I don't want to know."

  Others started teasing, wanting to know what was going on with the medicine yesterday. Fang Mo Nan said it was cicada shell soup. Qiao Yi and Owen covered their mouths and ran to the bathroom.

  "It's really true, in the countryside before, in summer we would roast cicadas and fry cicada nymphs. Now it's just using its shell." Fang Mo Nan had a look of 'you don't understand the taste'.

  There are too many interesting things in the countryside, digging bird eggs in spring, touching crabs in summer, picking fruits in autumn, and catching sparrows in winter... But the most spectacular, funniest and tastiest one is "roasted cicadas". Fang Mernan smacked his lips with a nostalgic expression.

  "Underestimating cicada shells is not good, they contain rich protein and various amino acids. It's a high-grade nutritional supplement for people who are weak, post-illness, elderly, and women after childbirth." Cicada shells can produce substances with pharmacological activity, which can effectively improve the level of white blood cells in the human body. This improves the body's immune function, delays physical decline, and cicada shell oil can lower blood lipids, lower cholesterol, and has a significant effect on treating high cholesterol and improving liver function." Looking at their faces filled with gratitude, she didn't say anything else and changed the subject to remind Shu: "For people with stomach heat, eat less but more frequently, supplement with cool-natured foods like vegetables and fruits. Reduce sun exposure and do gentle exercises. Because people with body heat originally have strong yang energy. If they bask in the sun, absorbing yang energy is like adding fuel to the fire. Doing static exercises, such as yoga, helps regulate internal organ function, calms emotional fluctuations, and lets the body's heat gradually subside."

  Xu nodded, indicating he remembered.

  "Knock, knock......" The sound of knocking on the door interrupted Fang Mo Nan's words.

  Hal got up and went to open the door. He called in from the doorway: "Dustin, Dr. Jerry is here."

  Fang Mo Nan immediately finished the remaining breakfast in his plate, drank up the milk and wiped his mouth with a paper towel from the table.

  Jerry walked in and Dustin stood up and asked, "Jerry, good morning, come have breakfast!"

  Jerry said, "No need, I've eaten already." He looked at Fang Mo Nan and said, "Nan, can we go now?"

  Fang Mo Nan stood up, closed the medicine box and put it on his back. "Let's go!"

  Xiu Si hastily said: "Later there will be someone looking for Dr. Fang."

  Jerry waved his hand and said, "What Sue and I are talking about is the same person." He then explained to Sue, "Last night, Sue mentioned me unintentionally on the phone. After hanging up your call, he called me again."

  Everyone suddenly understood, it turned out to be so.

  After waving goodbye to everyone, Fang Mo Nan followed Jerry down and got into a black Ford sedan parked at the entrance. Jerry sat in the passenger seat, while Fang Mo Nan sat in the backseat.

  As the car moved forward, Jerry introduced them to each other: "This is my old friend Andrew, now the president of the largest private hospital in Los Angeles. This is 'Baby Genius' Fang Mengnan."

  Andrew and Fang Mornan nodded to each other, asking how they were doing. From the rearview mirror, Fang Mornan saw that there was no suspicion or guessing in his eyes, apparently Jerry had made a detailed description.

  The car drove further and Fang Menger felt more and more familiar with the road, Ah! Isn't this the same road they took when they first came to Los Angeles? Could it be that patient with a bad temper?! She muttered to herself. Hmm! It seemed obvious that he was indeed the patient they had come to see, only they hadn't seen him on the first day and were 'driven away'.

  The car stopped in front of the luxurious villa, and a couple under 40 stood outside the window. The butler opened the door, and Fang Mo Nan got out of the car. Andrew warmly hugged the couple and exchanged pleasantries.

  Andrew made the introductions for Fang Morsen on both sides. The patient, Jeremy, was the son of this couple. Judging from the age of the couple, the patient should not be very old. So it was probably the patient's family member who had a tantrum yesterday. And this couple were Jeremy's father, Coreylin, and mother, Adela, while Andrew was the patient's uncle. Apparently, upon seeing her appearance, the other party directly pulled Andrew to one side, "Andrew, you're not joking, are you? She..."

  "Brother, don't be deceived by appearances," Andrew said, fearing he had some doubts, and specially cited an example, "Brother, I have no reason to make fun of Jeremy's illness."

  They whispered to each other for a while, and it's clear what they were talking about without even guessing.

  Andrew finally persuaded them, bringing Fang Mo Nan and Jerry in, while the couple, though without a guarded or suspicious look on their faces, had thoughts that were unknown.

  They walked through the living room and upstairs, where the interior decoration was luxurious and grand. The couple exchanged a shocked glance at each other's calm and composed expression, because previously, doctors who came to visit were all dazzled by the luxury and even stopped in their tracks. Who would have thought that such a young girl could have such great composure? Hmm! Maybe she just didn't understand it at all! The mistress thought maliciously.

  Korilin opened the door, and Fang Mosan saw a little boy lying on the bed, about 7 or 8 years old, thin and bony, like an African refugee. He heard the sound of the door opening, looked at them expressionlessly, then turned his head to look out the window, a pair of emerald green eyes dull and lifeless.

  "Baby, Mom is here to see you." Adela looked at the thin child on the bed with a heart-wrenching gaze, and tears dropped down one after another.

  Andrew said: "Can you help take a look?"

  "May I take a look at his medical records first?" Then he turned to Jerry and said: "You go take his pulse."

  Andrew handed the medical records to Fang Mo Nan, Jerry sat in the chair in front of the bed and began to take his pulse. The only sound in the room was Fang Mo Nan flipping through the medical records, which were very detailed. From the onset of the illness to each medication used, all test data was included.

  Jie Rui finished taking the pulse, and Fang Mo Nan also finished reading the medical records. She came forward again to take the pulse, and after a moment, Fang Mo Nan said: "Teacher Jie Rui, tell me about your feeling when you took the pulse."

  "His appearance is very weak, the pulse shows that his stomach energy is weak, almost non-existent, and his spleen is also very weak. You know that children are still in their growth stage, their spleen and stomach are very delicate. The Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon says: 'With stomach energy, one lives; without stomach energy, one dies.' He continued: "The key to treating the disease now is to first restore Jeremy's stomach energy. With a normal stomach energy, other organs can function normally, relying on their own resistance, they can drive out the pathogen."

  Fang Mo Nan smiled and said: "The spleen and stomach are the main digestive organs of the human body, living in the middle burner, the two work together in harmony, dividing labor and cooperating to complete the digestive function, so traditional Chinese medicine calls the spleen and stomach 'the foundation of later heaven'. The stomach is in charge of 'receiving and ripening' water and grains. 'Receiving' refers to the stomach accepting food and storing it, while the spleen is in charge of transporting: referring to the process of digesting, absorbing, and transporting nutrients." She paused for a moment; "Generally speaking, the spleen is in charge of transportation, if the spleen's energy is weak, then the stomach's energy will also be weak, and its digestive function will already be disordered."

  "No wonder!" Jerry's face was filled with realization. Andrew and the patient's family listened in confusion, so Jerry gave them a simple explanation.

  "What's the treatment?" Korelin asked urgently.

  Fang Mo Nan said faintly, "If I'm not mistaken, he" she pointed to the patient on the bed, "had been eating mostly junk food for a week before falling ill, and didn't eat proper meals. As a result, he had diarrhea and vomiting, and after recovering, he continued his previous lifestyle, resulting in another bout of vomiting and diarrhea."

  "Junk food?" Jerry asked in confusion. Adela said, "We eat normally! What's junk food."

  "Junk food refers to foods that provide some calories, but no other nutrients; or provide more than the body needs, becoming excess components. Such as hamburgers, fries, fried chicken, pizza, and cola. These fast foods are mainly made by frying, and overall, they are high in calories, high in fat, and low in dietary fiber. These foods are not delicious, but 'junk food'." said Fang Wen Nan.

  "Ah!" Adela covered her mouth and said, "Is this the cause of his illness? No wonder, he originally ate the same as us and didn't feel uncomfortable. When he went to school and saw other kids eating fast food, he demanded to eat it too and was instantly conquered. So that's what happened."

  "What's wrong? My son eats these every day." He furrowed his brow, "Isn't that right? Don't most kids eat these? Fast food restaurants are packed with people every day, adults and children alike love to eat them!" He continued, "And they don't get sick! They're all alive and well! And they look very healthy too, nice and plump!"