I Can Talk to the Internal Organs-Chapter 260 - 227: Comparable to a National Master of Chinese Medicine?

"Late-stage liver cancer!?"

"Dr. Lu, can it be treated?"

"Has she undergone surgery?"

"Yes."

"How many rounds of chemotherapy and radiotherapy?"

"Three times."

"...Does she feel hungry now?"

"Hungry, probably, but she eats very little. We have to force her to eat a bit each time."

"If she doesn't eat for a day, would she feel hungry?"

"Um... we haven't really noticed."

"..."

Even though Lu Jiu was mentally prepared, he still felt a bit overwhelmed when patients with late-stage cancer started coming in one after another.

A few days ago, there was a case of breast cancer that had metastasized to the liver, and there were bone cancer and lung cancer cases as well.

Most of these patients had undergone surgery, and chemotherapy and radiotherapy too.

Although some breast cancer metastasis cases were similar to Sun Dan's, even with the same illness, different people have different levels of severity.

Traditional Chinese medicine doesn't look at how many cancer cells you have; it looks at your current spirit, the state of qi and blood, and the function of the five viscera and six bowels.

If these aspects can still be adjusted, it means at least coexisting with cancer is possible. But if they can't be adjusted, then there's really nothing that can be done.

The most important aspect when the illness reaches the Jueyin stage is to see if the patient's gastric qi is still present.

As long as the patient still feels hunger, it means the body is attempting self-recovery.

In such a situation, Lu Jiu has ways to regulate, even if the effect is not good, it's just that Lu Jiu's method is incorrect, not that the patient can't be saved.

But if the gastric qi is gone, the body's self-healing ability is down, then even if Bian Que was present, Lu Jiu would still be helpless.

"Dr. Lu..."

Seeing Lu Jiu not speaking, Mo Shuxiang and her sibling were extremely anxious.

"Actually, these days I have had many patients with similar requests to yours, and I have said similar things countless times. Today I still have to repeat, in the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, cancer as an illness is a false proposition; it's not a terminal illness, but it's very hard to cure."

"The reason I asked if she had surgery and chemo-radiotherapy is that even though these treatments removed the tumors and killed the cancer cells, the roots remain, the lesions in the body haven't been eliminated, and the environment hasn't changed, so the cancer cells will continuously regenerate. The patient's body wasn't in good condition to begin with, and surgery and chemo-radiotherapy deplete the qi and blood while killing cancer cells. Once the cancer cells grow strong again, the patient's condition will worsen further."

"In traditional Chinese medicine, late-stage cancer equates to being at the Jueyin stage, and in ancient times, many doctors wouldn't even touch it because unless their level was second-rate, it would either be ineffective or worsen the patient's condition. Now, after surgery, it's like adding injury to the illness, making it worse."

"Of course, by saying this, I don't mean that surgery and chemo-radiotherapy are wrong. It's just that within the scope of traditional Chinese medicine, the patient's situation is extremely challenging. Hoping for me to cure it completely is absolutely impossible. I can only say, do not have too high expectations, understand?"

Although Lu Jiu is treating two cancer patients, he still lacks substantial clinical experience in this regard.

Furthermore, late-stage liver cancer differs from breast cancer and lung cancer. Just because they have the word cancer doesn't mean they're the same.

Every cancer involves damage to the five viscera, and no patient in the Jueyin stage has intact viscera.

Mo Shuxiang pursed her lips, clearly understanding that it would be a bit aggressive to expect traditional Chinese medicine to cure what the hospital couldn't, "Dr. Lu, how far can traditional Chinese medicine go?"

Lu Jiu replied, "Ideally, life wouldn't be affected by the illness. That is, the cancer cells would still be there, the tumor would still be there, but they wouldn't impact the patient's eating, sleeping, and limited daily activities. As for how long they could live, that's unknown. Traditional Chinese medicine doesn't currently have statistics like Western medicine, so you need to weigh it yourselves."

Lu Jiu's meaning is clear, just ensuring quality of life, not promising lifespan.

In fact, that's what Mo Shuxiang and the others wanted.

For late-stage cancer patients, there's not much time left to live.

Even with hospital treatment, they might only last three to five years, and during those years, they could be tormented to the point of being better off dead.

If they can ensure a comfortable life every day, letting her mother leave without suffering from the pain in her last three to five years, it would be a way for the children to fulfill their filial duties.

"No need to weigh it, Dr. Lu. Just as long as you can let my mom live with quality, we don't care about how many years," Mo Shuxiang declared.

Lu Jiu reiterated, "Remember, that's the ideal state. I didn't say it can definitely be treated to that level."

Mo Shuxiang, hearing this, probed, "Isn't there still Elder Huang? Can he lend a hand?"

Oh?

She actually knows the teacher.

Hearing this, An Xianda couldn't help but laugh, "Working for the government, right? Don't consider that idea; it's unnecessary. The teacher is at most better than Lu Jiu in terms of diagnosis and clinical experience, but in terms of treatment methods, my junior's skills aren't inferior to the teacher's. If he can't treat it, having our teacher come wouldn't make much difference."

Last time, Lu Jiu prescribed medication for a lung cancer patient, which even Huang Fusheng considered very good, with no faults to be picked.

The prescription was already like that, and combined with acupuncture, Lu Jiu's treatment methods are already quite remarkable, and what An Xianda said was mostly the truth.

The other senior classmates present also agreed with An Xianda's words.

The continuous follow-up visits during this time truly allowed them to witness how high Lu Jiu's acupuncture level is.

What they've seen includes the Official Needle Twenty-Six Stabs, Mountain Fire Burning Through the Sky, and they once even saw him use the Nine Yang Needles.

That occasion truly shocked them.

The Nine Yang Needles is the most potent emergency acupuncture technique, and nationwide, very few might master this technique.

At least, many of the National Masters of Chinese Medicine wouldn't know this technique.

Clearly, just by acupuncture techniques alone, Lu Jiu is already able to rival a National Master of Chinese Medicine.

If not for being too busy, this group of seniors would be begging Lu Jiu to teach them acupuncture.

Hearing An Xianda's words, Mo Shuxiang was also quite astonished.

She knew Lu Jiu was impressive, but she hadn't imagined he could compare to a National Master of Chinese Medicine.

How old is he?

Is he even thirty?

Being so young and already comparable to a National Master of Chinese Medicine, if he continues to study for another ten or twenty years, wouldn't he surpass even National Masters...

Lu Jiu waved his hand, "Don't listen to him exaggerate. In Chinese medicine, the most crucial thing is diagnosis, and treatment methods are secondary. Alright, I've said enough. Since you've decided to let me treat, I will certainly do my best, but I can't guarantee your satisfaction. I hope you understand."

Faced with Lu Jiu's candid words, how could Mo Shuxiang have any intention of blaming him, "Don't worry, Dr. Lu. We understand, and whether it works or not, we won't blame you."

Lu Jiu nodded and then placed his hands on the elderly lady's wrists. The next moment, the sound of the five viscera entered his mind...