"This is the prescription. I've collected it, I'll get the medicine down, and then take it according to the prescription after I go back. I'll come for a follow-up visit after a course of treatment."

Yun Heng prescribed the prescription and politely handed it to the patient.

After handing the prescription to the patient, Yun Heng remembered that Ma Tiequan and his men were there, and smiled and said to the patient and the patient's husband: "That is Director Ma Tiequanma of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Xihua Hospital, and that is Director Niu Gensheng and Niu of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the Fourth Hospital... If you are worried, you can ask Director Ma and his men to take a look."

The patient has been suffering from this disease for more than half a year and has been to many places.

For most patients, once the disease period exceeds three months, the treatment effect will always be poor or difficult to diagnose. Eight out of ten patients will lose confidence or easily distrust the doctor.

Maybe when you see the first doctor, the patient can persist for a longer time and continue to take the medicine for one or two months. However, when you wait for the second doctor, the time you persist will be shorter. The more doctors you see, the more you cannot last. In the later stage, you will seek immediate results.

Because one doctor after another has worn off the patient's patience and consumed the patient's trust, every time the patient takes the medicine, he will feel that he has been cheated and whether he still has no effect this time.

Yun Heng told the patient that Ma Tiequan and several people were. On the one hand, he remembered that Ma Tiequan and three were by the side, and he ignored him and seemed to be disrespectful. On the other hand, Ma Tiequan and three were also experts in large hospitals, which could increase the trust of patients.

Who knew that after Yun Heng said that, the patient's husband hesitated for a moment.

The patient's husband was a little embarrassed, but the patient did not care and whispered: "We just believe in you, Dr. Yun."

"puff......"

Wang Xuemeng, who was beside him, hurriedly covered her mouth and laughed out loud.

Ma Tiequan's old face turned dark and he glanced at Wang Xuemeng.

This person was a bit lost today.

The director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Xihua Hospital and the president of the Zhongzhou Traditional Chinese Medicine Association was actually compared by a young man.

"Don't talk nonsense."

The patient's husband hurriedly glared at his lover, walked over and handed the prescription in his hand to Ma Tiequan.

Although Ma Tiequan's face was a little dark, he was not so ignorant and he would have to worry about the patient.

As a frequent visitor to Xiya Hospital, Ma Tiequan is quite aware of the situation at Xiya Hospital. There are many patients coming to Xiya Hospital, and Yun Heng is even more famous here.

In today's society, if some people do not trust traditional Chinese medicine, they do not believe it at all, but if some people trust traditional Chinese medicine, they are quite hard-working. Especially when they meet doctors with good reputation, most people don't care about experts or experts. The directors of department directors of tertiary hospitals are not as famous as doctors in clinics outside.

"Wendan Tang is delicious!"

Ma Tiequan took the prescription, looked carefully, and handed the prescription to Niu Gensheng: "The patient's illness has been prolonged for a long time. Although the obvious symptoms are only half a year, the real course of the disease actually starts from three or four years ago. Long-term mental stimulation and emotional depression lead to insufficient positive energy, adverse liver and gallbladder qi, which affects the transportation and transformation of the spleen and stomach. The symptoms are weak spleen and stomach, insufficient gallbladder qi, discord in the Ying and Wei, and timid and courageous."

"Well, Dr. Yun's prescription is good."

Niu Gensheng took the prescription and looked at it in detail, listening to Ma Tiequan's analysis while nodding.

Director Liu from the central hospital next to him also nodded repeatedly, feeling in his heart.

Hysteria, whether in traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, is quite troublesome to treat, especially similar to patients, who are worried and afraid, and feel that there are always troublemakers who will harm me. It is easy to be misdiagnosed as a psychological disease in clinical practice.

Even if some doctors initially unaware of mental illness, once the treatment is incorrect and long-term treatment is ineffective, the disease will be classified as psychological illness.

When we walked out of the West Asia Hospital, Niu Gensheng and Director Liu were both in a bit complicated.

Both of them couldn't help but look back at the hospital behind them. They looked unpretentious and even a little unworthy of their reputation, but the doctors here... were really surprising.

Not to mention the level, every doctor is very responsible, the process of diagnosing the disease is clear, the thinking is serious, and the diagnosis is carefully.

Especially the patients who were finally brought to the duty room.

If you are in another hospital or outpatient clinic, how can the outpatient doctor be unable to be sure of recommending the patient to a more powerful expert immediately?

Replacing a number is a trivial matter, I’m afraid there is no number to come again another day.

The three of them were about to leave, but Qi Yaping came back on an electric bike.

"Director Ma!"

While stopping the car, Qi Yaping greeted Ma Tiequan with a smile.

"Dean Qi is back."

Ma Tiequan walked forward with a smile and looked at Qi Yaping's electric car: "Director Qi should change his car, right?"

“I can’t afford to change.”

Qi Yaping smiled and said, "Why should Director Ma give me some sponsorship?"

"Director Qi said this. You are the dean and I am the director. How can the director sponsor the dean?"

"If Director Ma is willing to come, I will give it to you."

Qi Yaping said with a smile.

"I'd better forget it."

Ma Tiequan smiled and patted Qi Yaping's battery car: "Director Qi's battery car has made great contributions."

When Ma Tiequan came to the hospital in Xi’an, Yun Heng had just arrived for a long time. Qi Yaping rode an electric bike around all day, poaching people and running, and Ma Tiequan knew about it.

"It's actually good to not get traffic jams at critical moments."

Qi Yaping said with a smile.

"I'll get one for me the next day."

Ma Tiequan said with a smile.

"If someone saw it, I would think that Xihua Hospital could not afford the salary." Qi Yaping smiled.

"It just so happened that the dean would raise his salary. If it didn't increase, I would change jobs."

Ma Tiequan joked with Qi Yaping while introducing Qi Yaping, Niu Gensheng and Director Liu.

"Director Niu, Director Liu."

Qi Yaping hurriedly smiled and said hello.

From Yun Heng's admission to Xiya Hospital to now, President Qi has met many department directors of Grade A hospitals in Xihua City. In the past two years, I have seen almost all the first half of my life.

Just as Ma Tiequan and his three men were standing at the entrance of the hospital and talking, a black Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of the West Asia Hospital.

As soon as the car stopped, a young man in his thirties got out of the passenger seat.

When the young man got off the car, the door on the other side of the rear opened, and a 27 or 28-year-old beauty got off. After the beauty and the young man got off the car, they quickly arrived at the other side of the back row.

The young man took a step forward and opened the car door. Then the beauty bent down and reached out to help an old man about 70 years old out of the car.
Chapter completed!