But they didn't know that Qin Fan, a bigger figure than Zeng Yunle, had seen him.
After hearing this, Zeng Yunle nodded slightly, and then smiled slightly again.
"The lower level medicine heals diseases, the Chinese medicine heals people, the upper level medicine heals the country."
He glanced at the doctors and experts thoughtfully, and everyone lowered their heads.
They were all shocked. Unexpectedly, Zeng Yunle not only showed no anger, but actually smiled for the second time they had seen him.
He also gave Qin Fan such a high evaluation.
Underneath his words, Zeng Yunle praised Qin Fan for reaching the level of a doctor, while they could only be regarded as a lower doctor.
This is simply not on the same level.
At this time, the nurse hurriedly walked in with a bowl of medicine in her hand.
"Mr. Qin, the medicine is cooked, and the rest is still cooking."
"Okay, I'm going to give you the medicine, you help me."
Qin Fan didn't want to stay there anymore, so he left.
It is not an easy task to give medicine to a dying patient. It can only penetrate little by little.
After the first bowl of medicine was given, the nurse administered another bowl of medicine.
It took about an hour to feed it.
Qin Fan took his pulse again, and immediately showed a hint of joy, because he could feel the beating of the pulse.
It shows that everything is developing in a good direction.
The curve showing the heartbeat on the screen is becoming more and more arcuate, and the sound is also very rhythmic.
Qin Fan touched Mr. Zhao's limbs and found that they were warm.
After another ten minutes, he said to the nurse: "Please measure the patient's blood pressure."
The nurse quickly started measuring. After a while, the nurse whispered: "The blood pressure is there and it's still rising."
"good!"
Qin Fan nodded and then walked out of the ward.
Seeing Qin Fan coming out, everyone turned their attention to him.
Qin Fan nodded slightly to Zeng Yunle, who smiled again.
The stone in Secretary Guan's heart also fell.
Zeng Yunle waved his hand, and several doctors and experts in Western medicine immediately went to the ward.
After a while, several doctors and experts came out one after another.
"Secretary Zeng, Mr. Zhao's heartbeat, pulse, and blood pressure have all recovered. He is in good condition. We are just waiting for him to wake up."
Zeng Yunle nodded, and his heart finally dropped.
At this time, Expert Yu looked at Zeng Yunle and saw that the leader was in a happy mood.
He dared to ask: "Mr. Qin, I would like to ask, aconite is poisonous. If you use it in large doses, aren't you worried about poisoning?"
Suddenly, everyone looked at Qin Fan again, this was the doubt in their hearts.
Although Zeng Yunle and Secretary Guan are laymen, it does not prevent them from wanting to know the reasons.
This is an act of walking in the tiger-mountain despite knowing that there are tigers in the mountains.
Qin Fan smiled and said, "Let's think about the original recipe of Sini Decoction. What is the main function of the licorice in it?"
Experts who are familiar with traditional Chinese medicine thought for a moment, "It is mainly to detoxify Aconite."
"That's right. From the original recipe, we can see that when increasing the amount of aconite used, we should increase the amount of licorice reasonably."
Then Qin Fan asked: "Since the ancients have told us, why don't we dare to use it boldly?"
"Believe in the ancients?"
Expert Yu was stunned.
Other experts all started talking quietly.
"How to trust the ancients? Who can guarantee that the ancients are right?"
"Yeah, it's too risky."
In fact, in their view, it is ridiculous to believe in the ancients without any evidence.
Qin Fan smiled.
"Why not believe them?
Which of the classic prescriptions we use now is not passed down from them?"
"Those are all summed up by ancient people using countless clinical experiences."
All the experts were suddenly speechless.
A famous doctor forced out a smile, feeling both helpless and a little bit impressed.
"Mr. Qin, what you did is really bold. This is Mr. Zhao."
Qin Fan smiled and said: "No, in my eyes, there are only two types now: good people and sick people."
All the doctors and experts were startled again.
They recalled carefully that Qin Fan never said the word "Mr. Zhao" when he came to Building No. 1. He always only talked about "patient".
This is the difference.
Doctors and experts were too focused on Mr. Zhao's identity and ignored the cause of his disease. Even if they wanted to boldly take medication, the first thing they thought of was whether it would have any consequences.
Just because they are too familiar with the side effects and toxicity of medicines.
Therefore, only by putting aside the status of the patient can we boldly take medication without any distractions.
When treating Mr. Zhang's cirrhosis of the liver, Qin Fan had the same mentality, and was able to create Li Dai Tao Jian, who was unprecedented and unprecedented.
It was because Mr. Zhang was used as a test subject that he could survive from a desperate situation.
Hearing this, Zeng Yunle's eyes became filled with appreciation.
A person's character can be seen from his treatment and medication.
When faced with doubts, Qin Fan responded calmly and had a strong stance. When successfully treated, Qin Fan was neither arrogant nor impatient.
He manages a population of nearly 100 million in Donghai Province, but few of his subordinates can do this.
He couldn't help but think to himself: "Oh, it's a pity that Qin Fan is only interested in medicine and not in politics."
Later, Qin Fan prescribed another prescription for follow-up treatment and promised to come for a follow-up visit in a few days.
When leaving, Zeng Yunle took the initiative to shake hands with Qin Fan and say goodbye.
This is something that a group of doctors and experts are extremely envious of. Qin Fan from the Jianghu sect has taken all the limelight.
It was Qin Fan who was still sent back by Secretary Guan, and he was extremely happy in his heart.
Secretary Guan should be credited with saving the dying Mr. Zhao, and Zeng Yunle will naturally remember him.
Another day passed.
Qin Fan was still at work when a call suddenly came in. When he looked at the screen, he immediately laughed. It was from Yi Liangzhe, the capital of Hong Kong.
Yi Liangzhe's friendly laughter came from the other side of the phone, "Haha, Mr. Qin, brother, I haven't contacted you for a long time."
"Brother Yi, are you okay?"
"It's great. I'll fly to Haizhou in the afternoon and we'll meet at Qingxin Xiaozhu in the evening."
"Oh, then I'll pick you up at the airport."
Qin Fan said.
"Hey, no, no, no, no, Sister Hong is here to pick me up. You can do your own thing in peace."
"Well... ok, we'll see you tonight."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Fan thought for a while and figured that Yi Liangzhe came to Haizhou in person to discuss the Double Ninth Festival with him.
Calculating the time, it is already late August, and the traditional Double Ninth Festival is October 9th in the Gregorian calendar.
There is still one month to go.
Yi Liangzhe arranged for people to inquire in the capital. What news can they bring?
Qin Fan was looking forward to it in his heart.
Likewise, in the Huichun Hall in Beijing.
There were actually quite a few people sitting there, including Jiang Shiwen, Lu Dan and his wife, Wang Yingsi, and Xiao Jie.
At this time, Quan Fang politely welcomed a man in his sixties.
As soon as this man came in, he clasped his fists and laughed.
"Hahaha, I'm sorry, I was tied up by something else, which delayed me for a while and kept you all waiting for a long time."
Jiang Shiwen, Lu Dan, Wang Yingsi, and Xiao Jie all stood up.
"Master Wang, it doesn't matter, there is no shortage of time."
Jiang Shiwen said with a smile.
This head of the Wang family is the current head of the Wang family, named Wang Yifan, who is also Wang Yingsi, Wang Xirong’s brother.
"Brother, you don't even care about such an important thing."
Wang Yingsi complained dissatisfiedly.
Wang Yifan said with a smile: "Second sister, I am Yingying's uncle, I will definitely take notice of you."
"Master Wang, please sit down quickly!"
Lu Dan made a gesture of invitation.
Several people sat down one after another. Quan Fang brought tea to Wang Yifan, "Master Wang, please have some tea."
Wang Yifan nodded.
Quan Fang bowed slightly to everyone and prepared to retreat.
"Quan Fang, please don't go down. I have something to ask you later."