Nasopharyngeal cancer

About forty minutes after sending the message, Jin Tiantian called Su Ziyang's phone, "Big brother, I'm at the entrance of this Daoist Medicine Clinic, come out and meet me."

"I'm in the consultation room on the second floor, come over here!" Su Ziyang said and then hung up the phone.

Less than a minute later, Su Ziyang heard Jin Tiantian's voice.

"Here you are!" Su Ziyang hurriedly left the consultation room and waved to Jin Tiantian from the hallway.

"Big pot!" Jin Tiantian called out in a simple and honest voice.

However, what attracted Su Ziyang was not Jin Tiantian's somewhat fierce shout, but a middle-aged man following behind Jin Tiantian. The middle-aged man had a very obvious black aura surrounding his forehead, and he had no life force at all. Su Ziyang had no doubt that he might die at any moment.

"Big pot!" Jin Tiantian called out to Su Ziyang as she approached.

"Hello, hello! I see you! No need to repeat yourself!" Su Ziyang said to Jin Tiantian with a smile.

"Are you together?"

Su Ziyang then pointed to the middle-aged man following behind Jin Tiantian.

"Yes, yes, yes! Big brother, we're in the same boat! I'd like to ask you to take a look at my illness!" Jin Tiantian nodded quickly.

"Sit!" Su Ziyang gestured for the two to sit.

"Hey buddy, my uncle has nasopharyngeal carcinoma, it's pretty serious, can you take a look? Show me your skills!" Jin Tiantian patted Su Ziyang's pulse diagnosis bag and pointed to the middle-aged man behind her.

Hearing Jin Tiantian's relaxed words, Su Ziyang didn't react for a moment.

Sister, this is cancer, you think it's some kind of treatment for a cold...

"Big brother, what are you spacing out for? Hurry up and take my pulse, then take out your gold needles, apply the gold needles to the acupoints, hey~ beep beep beep~ chirp chirp chirp--"

As Su Ziyang watched Jin Tiantian gesture and dub her own voice, he finally understood one thing: we are ultimately not from the same world.

The middle-aged man looked slightly embarrassed as he watched Jin Tiantian acting strangely. He gave Su Ziyang a look, then pointed to his own head, his meaning very clear: this girl isn't very bright, please forgive her.

"Let me take her pulse first!" Although Jin Tiantian, this chuunibyou girl, was a bit crazy, Su Ziyang agreed to her suggestion to take her pulse first.

Judging from his complexion, Su Ziyang found that the middle-aged man was almost completely devoid of vitality, meaning that even if he didn't seem to be in any serious condition now, he was not far from death.

However, since this person was able to come to the clinic on their own, it means that the situation may not be so bad. We might as well take their pulse and see if there is still a glimmer of hope.

Su Ziyang pressed down with three fingers to locate the cun, guan, and chi positions, then carefully searched for the pulse with his fingertips.

The middle-aged man's pulse was very strange; his cun pulse was very large and long, even extending to the thenar eminence, and the pulse was very strong.

In contrast, the Guan and Chi pulses were flat and without any fluctuation, and every now and then, waves of cold energy constantly stimulated Su Ziyang's fingers.

Feeling this pulse, Su Ziyang felt a chill in his heart, because this person was practically doomed to die.

Pulse diagnosis emphasizes the presence of energy, spirit, and foundation. As long as the pulse has energy and foundation, it can be said that no matter how serious the illness, there is a glimmer of hope.

Now that God and the root are gone, then...

Just as Su Ziyang was about to stop taking the pulse and advise the person to give up treatment, a faint warmth suddenly came from the previously unmoving radial pulse. Along with this warmth, the radial pulse pulsated very slightly.

"Hmm--" Su Ziyang was overjoyed. Although the pulse was very weak, it at least meant that the person still had a glimmer of hope.

Thinking of this, Su Ziyang calmed down and carefully felt this glimmer of hope that came from despair.

Sure enough, after waiting for the same amount of time as when he first sensed the fluctuation, Su Ziyang felt that faint pulsation on his cun pulse again.

However, this does not mean that Su Ziyang can relax, because although there is a glimmer of hope, it is only a glimmer of hope, which is like taking a gamble and hoping to turn a bicycle into a motorcycle.

Su Ziyang withdrew his fingers, Su Ziyang three red finger marks on the middle-aged man's wrist.

"Big Brother, you really are an expert! You take longer to take a pulse than others. Shouldn't it be time to use acupuncture now?"

Just now, Su Ziyang carefully took her pulse, and Jin Tiantian didn't dare to breathe loudly, which made her very suffocated. As soon as Su Ziyang stopped, her mouth became like a machine gun, outputting all the chuunibyou thoughts in her head to this three-dimensional world.

"It's like this, Uncle. You probably know how serious this disease is. There's something I must tell you: this disease is very difficult to treat. Even if I were to treat it, I might not be able to cure it. Do you understand?" Su Ziyang was good at being upfront and avoiding conflict, saying all the unpleasant things upfront.

The middle-aged man grinned, his voice thick with nasal congestion and slightly hoarse. "I understand, I understand! What I mean is, I'm not going to get treatment anymore. I've already had radiotherapy in the hospital for a while, but it didn't help. I know my own body. Although I look quite big, I feel unsteady when I walk. And I can't lie flat now; I can't breathe when I lie down. I haven't been able to eat much these past few days either, and my throat hurts terribly!"

Upon hearing Su Ziyang say that the illness might be incurable, Jin Tiantian immediately pouted, looking at Su Ziyang with pitiful eyes. "Great hero, you can't just leave me to die!"

"The child is just being immature. Please forgive him!" The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly and said to Su Ziyang.

"It's alright, it's alright!" Su Ziyang nodded with a smile.

"Well, Uncle, I'll prescribe some traditional Chinese medicine for you. I'm afraid just taking your pulse isn't enough. I need to ask you a few questions and make a record, is that alright?" Su Ziyang asked.

"Of course! Go ahead and ask!"

Although the middle-aged man was Jin Tiantian's cousin, he also shared the surname Jin and his given name was Jin Yizhi.

Jin Yizhi is a worker whose job is electric welding. Every day, he holds a protective mask in one hand and a welding gun in the other, welding things with a "sizzle sizzle sizzle" sound.

The nasopharyngeal carcinoma was discovered several months ago, and it was already in an advanced stage when it was found. Moreover, the reason for the discovery was quite ridiculous.

One day, while Jin Yizhi was squatting on the ground, bending over to weld, he noticed a problem: when he bent over, he had some difficulty breathing and his nose felt uncomfortable, but when he stood up, he was fine. Jin Yizhi then experimented with this a few times and found that it was indeed the case.

At first, Jin Yizhi thought it was a flare-up of his rhinitis, but he didn't have a runny nose, just a feeling of discomfort in his nose. And after a while, Jin Yizhi felt that the situation was getting worse.

So one day after work, Jin Yizhi went to the hospital for a check-up. The check-up revealed a peculiar growth in Jin Yizhi's nasal cavity. Without needing to conduct any pathological examination, the experienced ENT doctor diagnosed it as nasopharyngeal carcinoma.

After the pathology report was done, it turned out to be a malignant tumor. Jin Yizhi concealed his condition from everyone and continued to go to work as usual. He would tell his family that he was working overtime on Saturdays and Sundays and then secretly go for radiotherapy.

He underwent radiotherapy and spent a lot of money, but his condition kept getting worse. He couldn't keep it a Jin Yizhi from his family anymore, because no one works overtime every week. One day, Jin Yizhi's wife secretly followed him to see what Jin Yizhi up to.

Mrs. Jin, who had initially suspected her husband of having an affair, burst into tears when she saw him arrive alone at the radiotherapy department.

Despite taking medication and undergoing various treatments, Jin Yizhi's condition continued to worsen. His family was already struggling financially, and this situation made things even more difficult...

Later, the relatives and friends who had lent money to him all avoided him, but there was one person among them who didn't avoid him: Jin Tiantian.

Don't let Jin Tiantian's eccentric and seemingly crazy demeanor fool you. He's actually a legitimate accountant with a high income, and his workplace is the same factory where Jin Yizhi works.

Ever since Jin Tiantian learned about Jin Yizhi's situation, driven by a desire to uphold justice and act as a female knight-errant, she has been sending money to Jin Yizhi's family almost every month.

That's how it happened. After Jin Tiantian said she had met a master of traditional Chinese medicine, Jin Yizhi followed the eccentric Jin Tiantian to Su Ziyang's clinic without hesitation.

After listening to Jin Yizhi recount these events, Su Ziyang suddenly felt a greater liking for Jin Tiantian. At least in his mind, Su Ziyang moved Jin Tiantian from the category of "mentally ill" to "good person."

So it seems that being a little eccentric at times isn't a problem; it might even help make the world a more beautiful place.

Su Ziyang wrote down Jin Yizhi's basic information in his notebook, "Uncle, let me see his tongue!"

"Ah!" Jin Yizhi stuck out his tongue.

Su Ziyang examined the tongue and recorded Jin Yizhi's appearance on the paper: white tongue, thick and greasy coating, red tip, and a missing piece of coating on the right side (corresponding to the lungs).

"Uncle, you can't eat right now. Is it because you have no appetite, or do you want to eat but can't?" Su Ziyang put down his pen and began the formal consultation.

With such a serious illness, observation, listening, questioning, and palpation are all indispensable. Su Ziyang asked questions with exceptional care, just like a detective solving a case, not letting go of the slightest clue.

"I have no appetite and can't eat. I don't usually want to eat, and when I do eat, I always feel like there's something in my throat. I feel like vomiting and nausea after eating. That's about it!" Jin Yizhi nodded and said.

"Do you usually feel thirsty?" Su Ziyang asked again.

"I'm not thirsty. I feel my mouth is sometimes dry, but not thirsty, and I don't feel like drinking water," Jin Yizhi said, recalling the past.

"Are your hands and feet cold? Are you afraid of the cold? Or do you prefer them a little cool? For example, when it comes to water, do you prefer it hot or cold?" Su Ziyang asked this to determine the extent of Jin Yizhi's yang energy.

"I'll feel more comfortable if you feel a little cooler," Jin Yizhi said with absolute certainty this time.

Hearing that he preferred it a little cooler, Su Ziyang wasn't happy, because he hoped Jin Yizhi would prefer hot water.

If someone likes cold food and feels comfortable both mentally and physically, then this person likely falls into one of two categories:

First, there is internal heat, so something cooling is needed to suppress it.

Second, the feeling of liking coolness is a false impression. It is a manifestation of the separation of Yin and Yang in the body. It means that the true Yang is not in the body and is wandering to the outside. Although there is no Yang in the body, one still feels hot. This situation is not a good thing.

Judging from Jin Yizhi's physical condition, the first scenario was impossible, so Su Ziyang's worries increased even more.

Su Ziyang carefully made notes in the medical record book, highlighting the details he had written, and then continued to ask questions.

"Uncle, how are your bowel movements usually? How many times a day do you urinate, and what color is it? How many times a day do you poop, and what color is it? Is it dry or loose?"

"I urinate two or three times a day now, and sometimes I have a bowel movement every two or three days. My urine is white, which is normal. My bowel movements are normal, but it's quite difficult to pass stool. It might be related to the fact that I'm not eating or drinking water right now, it probably is!" Jin Yizhi emphasized the last sentence.

"Yes, they are related!" Su Ziyang confirmed Jin Yizhi's repeated words.

Having contracted this disease, Jin Yizhi lived up to his name; his willpower exceeded Su Ziyang's expectations. From the moment Su Ziyang entered the room until the consultation, Jin Yizhi's mental state was excellent. He was very calm and natural, without any of the anxiety or unease that some cancer patients exhibit. This impressed Su Ziyang greatly.

"Great hero, you've asked so many questions, why haven't you treated my uncle yet!" Jin Tiantian couldn't help but ask again as she watched Su Ziyang asking all sorts of questions and writing incomprehensible words in his notebook.

"This is a consultation; I need to understand your uncle's condition before I can prescribe the right treatment!"

When Su Ziyang mentioned the drug, Jin Tiantian's eyes lit up. "Is it one of those magical secret formulas, like Ten Fragrances Tendon-Softening Powder- Softening Powder, Black Jade Bone-Mending Ointment, Leopard Fetus Tendon-Altering Pill, Three Corpses Brain Spirit Pill..."

Jin Tiantian muttered to herself, then suddenly stopped. "Wait a minute... these prescriptions seem... they seem to be used to harm people!"

This time, not only was Su Ziyang helpless, but Jin Yizhi's face also twitched.

After finishing his consultation, Su Ziyang covered his head and asked quietly, "Excuse me, has this child always had these symptoms?"

Jin Yizhi grinned, sighed deeply, and remained silent.

"Big Brother, why aren't you asking anymore!" Jin Tiantian looked at the two people in the room who were not speaking and were staring at her, completely unaware that something was wrong. Instead, she asked Su Ziyang curiously.

"It's nothing, I've finished asking. I'm considering the formula for the Leopard Fetus Tendon-Altering Pill you mentioned!" Su Ziyang couldn't help but blurt out.

"Hey! Big brother, can you give me the secret recipe? I want to use it to lose weight..."

Upon hearing Jin Tiantian's words, Jin Yizhi couldn't stand it anymore. "Tiantian, go out and buy Uncle a pack of cigarettes! Thank you!"

"Okay! Big brother, secretly send me the recipe on WeChat, okay? I'm going to go buy some things for my uncle now~"

As soon as Jin Tiantian left, Jin Yizhi sighed again, and fearing that Su Ziyang might misunderstand, he quickly explained, "Tiantian was just engrossed in reading, she's fine!"

"It's alright, it's alright. I understand." Su Ziyang gave a wry smile.

"Young man, I don't think I'll live much longer..." Jin Yizhi's next question sent chills down Su Ziyang's spine.

This tone, this deathly aura, was something Su Ziyang had never seen before. As soon as Jin Yizhi uttered those words, Su Ziyang abruptly looked at his forehead and found that the deathly aura had intensified even further...