Qin Fan said with a smile: "I only know a little bit about it, so I came here to watch Mr. Cheng's noble demeanor."
Dr. Cheng stroked his goatee and laughed.
"There's no such thing as being dignified. I'm just passing the time."
He picked up a pen and filled up the prescription with two ingredients: leeches and centipedes, and told the woman, "This little brother is right. Leeches and centipedes have the power to stabilize the sea."
"Grind these two medicines into powder, put them into capsules and take them."
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were shocked and they looked curiously at Qin Fan who was watching the fun.
The two medicines this young man mentioned were actually used by Dr. Cheng!
Dr. Cheng stood up and brought Qin Fan a stool and invited Qin Fan to sit down.
He continued to diagnose.
The next person is a middle-aged man, the same man who just reminded Qin Fan not to talk too much.
The patient had episodic abdominal pain without triggers, without symptoms of vomiting or diarrhea. It gradually relieved after resting and there was no pain when pressing the abdomen.
This person is thin, weak, and depressed.
After some diagnosis, Dr. Cheng wrote down a prescription.
The prescription is composed of Bupleurum, white peony root, Citrus aurantium, licorice, Scutellaria baicalensis, Patchouli, dragon bone, cinnamon, etc.
After he finished writing, he did not hand it to the middle-aged man, but to Qin Fan.
"Please correct me, little friend."
Suddenly, the patient, who was unaware of the situation, widened his eyes again.
"Hahaha, I don't dare to be honest. Mr. Cheng wants to test the basics of the juniors, so I will make a fool of myself."
Qin Fan kept his attitude very low and regarded himself as a junior, which greatly increased Dr. Cheng's favorable impression of Qin Fan.
In fact, Qin Fan was sitting next to him and could see the prescription clearly.
Dr. Cheng deliberately used the wrong medicine to verify whether Qin Fan really understood Chinese medicine.
Qin Fan smiled and took the pen, corrected one of the medicines, and then adjusted the dosage of white peony root to 30 grams.
"Mr. Cheng, please take a look."
Qin Fan said with a smile.
Dr. Cheng nodded and laughed, "Hahaha, I'm so ashamed, so ashamed!"
The shame he was talking about actually meant that using this method to test Qin Fan was simply unnecessary.
"Haha, Mr. Cheng is so humble."
Hearing the two people's questions and answers, the patients in front suddenly understood.
It turned out that Dr. Cheng was conducting an examination on the young man.
Afterwards, Dr. Cheng accelerated the diagnosis.
It took about an hour to send all the patients away, and more patients came one after another, so he stopped seeing patients.
Let them come back tomorrow.
Only then did he formally invite Qin Fan into the room and sit on the sofa.
Then he made Qin Fan a cup of green tea.
"Hahaha, I'm sorry, I don't know your little friend's name yet."
Dr. Cheng stroked his goatee.
"Mr. Cheng, my name is Qin Fan, from the capital."
Qin Fan said.
"Qin Fan?
You are Qin Fan from Haizhou Bianque Medical Clinic!"
Dr. Cheng looked surprised again.
Qin Fan smiled and nodded.
"Oh my, it turns out it's really Mr. Qin from Haizhou."
Dr. Cheng looked Qin Fan up and down and said with a smile: "There may be many people named Qin Fan in the world, but there is only one Mr. Qin who can understand Chinese medicine at the same time."
"Excuse me! I'm so dim-sighted that I only recognized it now. It's really rude!"
"Mr. Qin, let me meet you. My name is Cheng Tianshi."
In this half day, he changed his name three times, from little brother to little friend, and then to Mr. Qin.
Qin Fan smiled.
He said modestly: "Haha, those are all false compliments from my friends, but Mr. Cheng actually knows my name."
"Oh, Mr. Cheng, with your medical skills, why do you end up here?"
Indeed, Cheng Tianshi's medical skills are as good as any of the doctors in large traditional Chinese medicine hospitals.
Sometimes it is better than them in the application of classic prescriptions.
If he wants to make money, it will definitely not be difficult to find a comfortable job.
This is what Qin Fan is most curious about.
Cheng Tianshi smiled bitterly and waved his hand, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"Haha, I don't have any academic background or diploma, and my education level is low, so I can't stand on the stage."
Qin Fan didn't speak, he was listening to what Cheng Tianshi said.
"Many years ago, there was a barefoot doctor next to my hometown. Seeing that I was eager to learn, he taught me to read some medical books, and I gradually understood a little bit."
"I practiced with my teacher for several years. Later, during the big storm, my teacher didn't survive."
"I didn't continue on this path, but I didn't lose my medical skills, so I taught myself some medical books."
"Later, the state regulated the medical profession and required medical practitioners to take the medical certificate examination. The policy was good."
"Haha, but I am a lot older and have only a junior high school education. I took the exam once or twice but failed, so I have no intention of taking the exam again."
Cheng Tianshi's tone was full of helplessness and bitterness.
He has practical skills and experience, but is rejected by the so-called medical practitioner certificate.
"Later, when I got older, I planned to provide for my retirement, but my neighbors all knew that I knew a little bit about Chinese medicine."
"They found me, but I couldn't bear it, so I just helped them take a look. As I went back and forth, more and more people came to my door."
Qin Fan nodded.
Although Cheng Tianshi only prescribes medicines, does not fill them, and does not charge fees, he still runs the risk of practicing medicine without a license.
"Mr. Cheng, this is not the solution for you."
Qin Fan said.
He was reminding Cheng Tianshi that once someone takes advantage of him, he will also face punishment and accountability.
"Hahaha, what are you afraid of? I'm much better than those black-hearted clinics that only make money, right?"
"Whoever can do anything to me, I only have old bones."
Cheng Tianshi stroked his goatee and said.
Indeed, compared to Liu's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, which only seeks to make money, Cheng Tianshi's actions can truly benefit many people.
Suddenly, Qin Fan felt a little heavy in his heart.
In China, there are still many old Chinese medicine practitioners like Cheng Tianshi.
And those who have no real skills have obtained practicing doctor certificates.
There are even many people who, under the guise of traditional Chinese medicine, secretly claim to have secret recipes passed down from their ancestors that can cure all diseases, all for the purpose of making money.
It is this group of people that has greatly damaged the image of traditional Chinese medicine.
But Cheng Tianshi, an old folk Chinese medicine doctor with no background, was ruthlessly buried.
A very bold idea came to Qin Fan's mind, and he wanted to help old Chinese doctors like Cheng Tianshi and others.
Just then, the cell phone in his bag rang.
When I opened it, I found it was Fang Xuelin calling.
"Mr. Cheng, let me answer the phone first."
Qin Fan said apologetically.
He walked aside and called Fang Xuelin in Beijing.
"Mr. Qin, where have you been? Why are you not in Xiaozhao?"
Fang Xuelin asked over the phone.
"Oh, I'm outside, are you also in Yunyang?"
"Hahaha, yes, I have been here for several days. I met Vice Minister Tan today and she told me that you live in Xiaozhao of the Provincial Party Committee."
Qin Fan immediately laughed.
If this idea in his mind is to be realized, it is really inseparable from Fang Xuelin.
Then he said: "Haha, it would be great if you are in Yunyang. I am here in Baihu Village. Then you can come over and we will have dinner together in the evening."
Fang Xuelin came to see Qin Fan, intending to have dinner together.
"Okay, just send me your address and I'll take a taxi to find you."
Qin Fan then sent the address.
"Mr. Qin, do you have any friends here?"
Cheng Tianshi asked.
"Well, it's President Fang Xuelin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association."
"Ah, it's President Fang. Oops, my place is too shabby."