Han Shengxue said: "This kid also has a nickname in our hospital, he is called 'Fang Fuzi'."
As he spoke, Han Shengxue pointed to the prescription in Gao Jianping's hand: "Yes, Fang Fuzi will take action again today, and it will be 20 grams again."
Fang Le's prescription for Gao Jianping this time was Sini decoction with cinnamon added. Sini decoction must contain aconite.
Just now Gao Jianping mentioned the symptoms, and later Fang Le asked, and Gao Jianping nodded, which means that the judgment is basically correct, otherwise Fang Le would not have guessed so accurately.
In traditional Chinese medicine, the four diagnosis methods of inspection, smelling, questioning, and palpation are independent of each other, but they are interdependent.
Independence means that every diagnostic method can actually diagnose diseases. It is not an exaggeration to say that a high-level Chinese medicine doctor can tell who is sick and who is pregnant at a glance.
Although Fang Le has not seen the patient, he can basically make a judgment based on the symptoms. The four diagnostic methods combined with ginseng are just to corroborate each other when there is uncertainty or insufficient information, while avoiding mistakes.
"Fang Fuzi?"
Many people repeated softly, this nickname is so interesting.
"oops!"
Chen Zhiming suddenly said in an exaggerated way: "It seems that what Director Gao said is really right. The meeting was really well organized today, and we actually met Dr. Fang."
Many people looked at Chen Zhiming, and the meaning in their eyes was very clear: "Please start your performance."
Chen Zhiming is not embarrassed. He is a salesperson and has no shame. He went home early to take care of his children. How can he still achieve the position of regional manager?
"Dr. Fang, I have a relative who has been ill for a while. He has seen many doctors but has not found any relief. I wonder if Dr. Fang is convenient?"
Han Shengxue didn't even bother to ask.
What relative?
Maybe it's a relative who is beyond reach?
"I'm very interested in seeing a doctor."
Fang Le could also see Chen Zhiming's little thought, which was just to find an excuse, but if there were really patients, it wouldn't matter.
And going back to the beginning, Fang Le also knows that the patient mentioned by Chen Zhiming must not be a simple one. If it is really a small cold, and everyone is cured before the doctor arrives, isn't that funny?
"Thank you so much, Dr. Fang."
Chen Zhiming said hurriedly: "Then..."
"Please come to our department tomorrow. Just come to me directly when you arrive."
Before Chen Zhiming could say the second half of his sentence, he was interrupted by Fang Le.
Chen Zhiming's face was full of astonishment.
Is this what the script looks like?
Shouldn't it be that you go over to see a doctor, then go out to have a meal, keep in touch with each other, or something like that?
"Doctor Fang, where is my relative? He is currently hospitalized in the provincial hospital. It's hard to say if he will be transferred to another hospital now. How about I pick you up early tomorrow morning?"
As he spoke, Chen Zhiming said hurriedly: "Doctor Fang, there is no need to worry."
Fang Le said nothing and looked at Han Shengxue.
I have to go to work tomorrow, and Director Han is here, so just agreeing like this is a bit disrespectful to the leader.
"Can I control you?"
Han Shengxue rolled his eyelids, now he knows how to respect the leader?
"Our hospital, which department?"
Xiang Hongzhuo, director of cardiothoracic surgery at the provincial hospital, asked with a smile.
"It must be in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine."
Someone on the side said with a smile.
"The doctor will come to say hello tomorrow. I will accompany Dr. Fang." Xiang Hongzhuo said with a smile.
"Fine."
Fang Le nodded.
Opening up new maps is also one of Fang Le's stated policies. Although Fang Le has no plans to leave Xijing Hospital, some things that can be done in the future may really require help from some people.
At this time, the medical policy was not so complete. It was normal for doctors in the hospital to visit and practice medicine. Many people worked in the hospital and occasionally went out to see a doctor. As for going to other hospitals to see a doctor, that was a very high-level matter.
Similar to Fang Le, if you go to a hospital of the same level, you can't call it a flying knife, but call it help.
While we were talking, it was getting late, and a group of people went to the restaurant to eat.
The dinner in the evening was very sumptuous. It was not a buffet, but a banquet at a large round table. Such a dinner was quite sumptuous even for the directors of the tertiary A hospital who came today, not to mention it was a good-quality Bell Tower Hotel.
Director Han was a little stuffed.
When he walked out of the hotel, Han Shengxue threw the car keys to Fang Le: "You come to drive and let me be your driver. I have no eyesight at all."
"It's not that I don't have the foresight. Generally speaking, I don't drive a car of this caliber because the price drops."
Fang Le took the car keys and responded with a smile.
"Do you think you are Chen Jidong?"
Han Shengxue said with disdain.
Han Shengxue still knew about Fang Le's family background. As for Fang Le's car, it seemed that it was left by Li Wanjiang.
"If you can't drive your car, don't drive it. Favors will always be used up."
Han Shengxue has wanted to remind you about this for a long time, and I just want to talk about it today.
"Why don't I drive my car?"
Fang Le said, already opening the car door, opening the car and getting in the passenger seat.
Han Shengxue only knew one but not the other, and Fang Le did not explain it to Han Shengxue.
In a few months, Zhang Xiyue will come back, mainly to get the certificates with Fang Le. By then, the two of them will be legally married. Things are not as Han Shengxue imagined.
Moreover, these days there are quite a few people holding weddings without a certificate. The relationship between husband and wife like Fang Le and Zhang Xiyue is actually tenable.
To be more precise, the car Fang Le drove could be regarded as the car provided by Wanjiang Group to Zhang Xiyue.
Is there any problem with driving my wife’s car?
It's not a public entity.
Besides, there are not many public buses for private use these days?
Director Han is using the bus for private use right now. Bah, shameless. You still have the nerve to talk to others. You are quite thick-skinned, and you are still an LSP.
Of course, Director Han is not the only one who uses a public car for private use. Many of the department directors who came to the meeting today drive public cars. It is really hard for even department directors to afford cars these days.
Santana, which costs about 200,000 yuan, is really expensive compared to the salary income at this time.
At this time, the car is actually more expensive than the house.
The house that Li Wanjiang gave to Fang Le only cost about RMB 100,000, which was not as good as a brand-new Santana.
To be honest, the price of private cars has not changed much in the past few decades. Wages have risen, housing prices have risen, and the housing prices have increased really outrageously.
Gao Jianping squinted for a while in the afternoon, and now he felt a little more energetic. When he drove past the pharmacy, he went in and grabbed some medicine, and gave it to his wife to take after returning home.
Gao Jianping's lover has been ill for the past few days and is on vacation at home. He fell asleep in his room. Hearing some movement outside, he got up and walked out, smelling the smell of traditional Chinese medicine.
"Where did you get the Chinese medicine? It smells terrible."
"In today's meeting, I met Mr. Sun's disciple and I asked you for a wonderful recipe."
Gao Jianping smiled and said: "How about it, will it be nice to you?"
Gao Jianping didn't pay much attention to the prescription Fang Le prescribed, but he didn't ignore it completely. After all, the questions Fang Le asked at that time were very accurate. Let's try it first.
"Chinese medicine tastes so bad."
Gao Jianping's lover frowned.
"Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease."
Gao Jianping didn't say Fang Le's age or name: "Mr. Sun's students are pretty good."
That time when he went to Xijing Hospital, Gao Jianping also heard about it. At Xijing Hospital, Cheng Zaiming came to see Fang Le. I don’t know whether it was true or not, but I guess it was not too false.
"Just sit down for a while and you'll be fine soon."
In about half an hour, Gao Jianping arrived in front of his lover with the soup.
"I knew it was very bitter, so I bought some candies when I came back. I ate two candies after drinking them."
Gao Jianping took out a pack of white rabbits from his pocket.
"Where are you coaxing the kids?"
Gao Jianping's lover glared at Gao Jianping with an angry smile.
It can be seen that the couple has a good relationship.
When the soup was almost cold, Gao Jianping's lover held his breath and drank up the soup in one gulp. Gao Jianping had already handed over the peeled candy.
Gao Jianping's lover opened his mouth, and Gao Jianping put the candy in.
"Lao Sun's disciple, Director Liang Sibo of the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital?"
Hao Jianping's lover works as a head nurse in Tangdu Hospital and is familiar with some experts from major hospitals in Xijing City.
Sun Qingping has taught many people, but not many have become his disciples in the Eight Classics. The only one who is still working in Xijing City is Liang Sibo from the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
"No, it's Fang Le from Xijing Hospital."
Gao Jianping said: "I think I told you."
"Okay, you old man, why don't you use me as an experiment?"
As Gao Jianping's lover spoke, he used a small fist to hit Director Gao's chest: "Isn't that too much?"
I have heard of Fang Le, Gao Jianping’s lover, but he is not very old.
"You judge a book by its appearance, don't you?"
Gao Jianping said: "Although he is young, his skills are not low. I have seen the method of suturing tendons with my own eyes."
"How can it be the same thing?"
“Oh my, my surgical department is so good, how can I be so bad at my job as a Chinese medicine practitioner?”
Gao Jianping said with a smile: "It's just three doses of medicine, just take it and see."
Gao Jianping's lover couldn't laugh or cry.
I still understand my husband. Isn’t he asking for help when he can’t eat well?
Do you really regard yourself as a tool?
"Watch TV, watch TV."
Gao Jianping hurriedly changed the subject: "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms will start soon."
"It's only seven o'clock."
Gao Jianping's lover glared at Gao Jianping.
The TV had been turned on, and it was the news broadcast, but the two of them watched it with gusto.
Not long after the Xinwen Network was broadcast, the 1994 version of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" was released. After it became popular last year, because of the large number of TV series, not many office workers could watch them all. However, there are not many TV series these days, and every time it is replayed, there are still people watching it.
With relish.
By the time I finished watching the TV, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.
Gao Jianping turned on the light in the living room, got up and turned off the TV, then yawned: "Go to sleep."
As he spoke, Gao Jianping glanced at his wife sitting on the sofa: "Hey, you don't seem to be sweating much now?"
"yes."
Gao Jianping's lover touched her cheek. Although she no longer had a fever after receiving the intravenous drip, she still sweated easily. It was so hot now that she was almost drenched in sweat.
At first, Gao Jianping's lover would wipe it with a towel from time to time, but now, the sweating seems to be reduced.
"How about it? I think Dr. Fang is pretty good, right?"
Gao Jianping chuckled.
"A blind cat meets a dead mouse."
Gao Jianping's lover cursed and turned to wash up.