Janet nodded and followed Sheldon, wearing a nonchalant look. “How is Old Master Fuller now?” she asked while walking.
Frowning, Sheldon replied in a gloomy voice, “He has been in a coma ever since noon and has not regained consciousness yet.”
“Did he take the herbs according to my prescription?” Janet muttered.
Sheldon pursed his lips. “Yes, he has been taking it.”
“This is impossible!” Janet was extremely confident that Old Master Fuller would not vomit blood if he had been taking the herbs she prescribed.
Looking distressed, Sheldon remained quiet as he didn’t know how to respond.
Just then, a familiar, deep male voice which was tinged with disdain emerged from inside the room. “Divine Doctor Sandra, Young Master Fuller himself witnessed Old Master Fuller vomit blood this time. How is it impossible then?”
Walking into the inner part of the room, Janet glanced at the man who just spoke—it was none other than Ed who practiced western medicine.
Ignoring him, Janet walked to the bedside and got ready to take Old Master Fuller’s pulse.
Seeing how Janet had completely disregarded him, Ed put on a sulky face and crowed in a gloating manner, “Divine Doctor Sandra, Old Master Fuller vomited blood after he took your herbs. Shouldn’t you give us an explanation?”
Janet glared at Ed and hissed, “Shut it!”
Meanwhile, Sheldon too gave Ed a warning look.
Seeing this, Ed clenched his fists as his eyes were filled with hatred. It was the first time in his life he was insulted by others, and what was worse, it was by someone who practiced traditional medicine!
With that, silence was restored in the room while Janet concentrated on taking Old Master Fuller’s pulse.
His pulse pattern is odd and totally different from last time. His body couldn’t have deteriorated so much in just a few days. Besides, I’ve prescribed some herbs to stabilize his condition.
Janet furrowed her brows as she felt that something was off.
The patient’s pulse was inconsistent, which made it difficult for her to diagnose how far he had deteriorated.
There was an uncanny silence in the room as everyone was waiting for Janet’s announcement.
After some time, Janet finally opened her eyes and placed Old Master Fuller’s hand under the blanket.
Standing up, Janet remained silent for quite a while before she spoke up. “According to the patient’s current situation, there are two possibilities.”
Sheldon’s eyes dimmed and he said in a low voice, “Please go ahead.”
“The patient hasn’t been taking my herbs or, he has been taking other medicines along with my herbs,” Janet said crisply and coldly.
Looking ruffled, Sheldon frowned as he stared at Janet. “What do you mean?”
Janet raised a brow and continued, “If the patient has been taking my herbs, it would have been impossible for him to be in this situation. Now, there’s only one possibility, which is that he has taken multiple types of medicine and the drug interactions have disrupted his body mechanism, hence leading to an inconsistent pulse pattern.”
Hearing that, Ed stared at Janet and sniggered. “Drug interactions? I think it’s you who have prescribed the wrong herbs and caused Old Master Fuller to vomit blood and be in a coma.”
Sneering, Janet retorted, “It’s okay if you don’t get it, Dr. Brown. After all, you did not practice traditional medicine and it’s reasonable for you to not understand the meaning of drug interactions.”
“You…” Ed stiffened and glowered at her. “Cut the nonsense! There have been people carefully monitoring Old Master Fuller’s medicine intake, so what you’ve just said couldn’t possibly happen. You’re obviously trying to shirk your responsibility! This is not the first time already. Before this, Old Master Fuller’s symptoms clearly showed that he has ALS, but you insisted on performing another checkup, causing his treatment to be delayed. As a result, his health has deteriorated rapidly, yet now, you’re saying that it is caused by drug interactions.”
