I Can Talk to the Internal Organs-Chapter 248 - 215: Isn’t a Chronic Incurable Disease Just a Joke?

Back home.

Xu Lang started preparing the medicine following Lu Jiu's method, and after more than half an hour,

the licorice decoction was ready. After three bowls of water had been boiled down to one, Xu Lang poured the herbal medicine into a bowl.

Once the decoction had cooled down a bit, Xu Lang carried the bowl to the bedside and handed it to his wife.

Initially thinking that the herbal medicine's smell would be unpleasant and that his mother-in-law would strongly resist, Xu Lang was surprised that when his wife fed her, the mother-in-law showed no expression of distaste and certainly did not enjoy it either.

This shows that when a person is ill, there is always some hope pinned on the medication.

The bitterness was nothing compared to the discomfort.

Shortly after, once the bowl of herbal medicine was consumed, his mother-in-law continued to lie down until the evening when Xu Lang began preparing the Kushen Decoction for his wife to use for her mother-in-law's bath.

But just as the decoction was ready and Xu Lang's wife had brought the basin into the room,

his mother-in-law suddenly got up by herself.

"Mom, just tell me if you need anything instead of getting up, okay?"

"I'm a bit hungry."

"Ah? Oh! I'll heat something up for you right now."

Sitting in the living room, Xu Lang heard the noise and got up to look towards the room. Seeing his wife come out, he quickly asked, "What's up?"

Xu Lang's wife said, "Mom said she's hungry."

Xu Lang said, "Well, she hasn't eaten much all day. I'll heat up the food; you help mom wash up."

"Wait, did mom just say by herself that she's hungry?"

Xu Lang's wife replied, "Yes."

Xu Lang became delighted, "Have you noticed that these days mom never mentioned feeling hungry? At mealtimes, we always ask her if she's hungry, but she always says no, even if she hasn't eaten all day. The aroma of food would make her nauseous. Now, she actually said she's hungry. What does that imply?"

Xu Lang's wife suddenly realized, "Is it the effect of the medicine!?"

Xu Lang clapped his hands, "Absolutely, you wait a minute, I'll go heat up the food and we'll see how mom reacts later."

Their excitement was palpable.

They originally held no expectations, thinking of trying traditional Chinese medicine first and going to a large hospital after the New Year if it didn't work out.

Yet after just one dose, there was such a noticeable improvement, how could they not be thrilled?

Before long, after his mother-in-law finished bathing, Xu Lang knocked and entered, bringing the steaming food into the room.

From that moment, the couple's eyes were fixed on the bed, afraid to miss any detail.

"Mom, let's eat." Xu Lang said.

His mother-in-law didn't say much. Indeed, she was somewhat hungry. She turned sideways, picked up the bowl from the bedside table, took a bite of the dish, and began to chew slowly.

Yes, the dishes today are quite alright.

After a few bites of rice, she continued with another bite of the dish, eating continuously.

Although this was a normal activity, Xu Lang and his wife were particularly excited.

In just three days, they were well aware of his mother-in-law's condition.

She couldn't sleep well, couldn't eat, always complained about abdominal pain but couldn't expel anything. After three days, she was utterly exhausted and worn out, her bloodshot eyes, and a face that was sometimes ashen and sometimes stark white—all of which made the two of them deeply worried.

Especially that morning, after they learned from Feng Yuan what exactly the illness was.

It felt like the sky was about to collapse.

An incurable chronic disease, far more severe than diabetes, having such a disease is like having a sword hanging over your head all the time. You never know when it would fall, living in constant fear, let alone the fact that this illness was so tormenting.

As children, how could they not feel distressed?

It was only because they had just been diagnosed and with hope not yet extinguished that they could maintain a thread of optimism.

What they didn't expect was that the traditional Chinese medicine they didn't rely on would, after just one dose, make their mom want to eat, and eat so heartily.

"Why are you crying just because I'm eating?!" Xu Lang's mother-in-law clearly did not know her condition, nor was she surprised at her improvement.

Actually, she had more or less guessed that her condition could be very serious when she left the hospital that morning; otherwise, her daughter and son-in-law wouldn't have had those expressions. Despite their good acting, as a mother, she could see right through it.

Just so as not to worry her children, she pretended to be strong.

After taking the medicine that afternoon, about an hour or two later, she felt a passage opening from her chest to her abdomen.

Yes, it felt like unblocking.

While lying in the hospital, she felt a persistent blockage, especially in the upper part of the stomach near the bones.

She couldn't vomit, nor swallow.

Not to mention eating; even drinking water made her nauseous.

Yet after just one dose of medicine, that feeling disappeared, and she finally had the desire to eat.

Originally, she thought she was in a dire condition, but after one dose of medicine, she felt much better, which dismissed that notion.

"Nothing, mom, just too much chili, it stings the eyes." Xu Lang said.

...

In a blink, three days passed.

And today happens to be New Year's Eve.

Feng Yuan volunteered to be on duty today because all the colleagues from other regions had left, and there were not enough people scheduled. Besides, no one wanted to be on duty during New Year's Eve, and as Director, he naturally had to set an example.

"Xiao Qin, after you make your rounds, you can go back; there's not much happening today anyway." Feng Yuan said.

"Alright, Director Feng, by the way, didn't you recommend that Behcet's disease patient to see a traditional Chinese doctor a few days ago? He was supposed to come for hospitalization the next day, but it's been three days and he hasn't come. Should I call him and ask?" Dr. Qin said.

For an average patient, not coming was one thing.

But this disease is rare; many people may not encounter a single case in their lifetime.

Being a doctor, you can't help but be curious.

"Three days, huh? Sure, then give him a call." Feng Yuan said.

Dr. Qin immediately took out his phone and dialed Xu Lang's number.

Upon connecting, Dr. Qin suddenly expressed astonishment, "One dose and it worked!?"

After speaking, Dr. Qin paused and quickly added, "Are you sure you're not lying to me!?"

Feng Yuan, hearing this, looked curiously at Dr. Qin.

After another three or four minutes of conversation, Dr. Qin hung up the phone.

"Director Feng, guess what I heard?"

Feng Yuan roughly knew but still looked curious, "Tell me."

With an unusual excitement, Dr. Qin said, "Behcet's disease, chronic, incurable, almost a terminal illness, and that Xu Lang said, his mom took one dose, and could eat, no more vomiting. She applied some bitter medicine, and overnight, the ulcers healed. On the second day, symptoms like diarrhea, fever, eye inflammation, etc., all improved."

"Director Feng, do you think he's lying to me, or is traditional Chinese medicine really that powerful?"

"If traditional Chinese medicine can truly treat this, wouldn't the classification of Behcet's disease as a chronic terminal illness be a joke!?"