"Mr. Lin, my stomach hurts. It hurt all day yesterday. I didn't sleep at all last night. This morning it's even worse..." The first patient of the day came in clutching their stomach, with hollow eyes and sweating continuously from the forehead and neck.
It was clearly cold sweats.
"Don't worry, you've come to me, and I'll definitely help solve your problem," Lin Miao reassured the patient.
After examining the tongue coating and taking the pulse, Lin Miao said, "Lie down over there, and I'll examine you."
The patient nodded, climbed onto the long table, then lay down. Lin Miao pulled up the screen to maintain privacy.
"Does it hurt here?"
"Yes, it hurts a lot, Mr. Lin, please be gentle..." The patient immediately started sweating heavily.
"Xia Zhu, come here and take a look." Lin Miao called Xia Zhu from outside, who was taking notes, as his senior had not come today and he let her rest at home.
"Yes, Mr. Lin."
