"Mr. Zhang's health is too poor and he is not suitable for stimulating acupuncture points too frequently. If he recovers well, he will have to adjust the prescription after a week."
"Since the effect is good, why do we need to adjust it?"
Zhang Feng was puzzled, like a curious baby.
In his opinion, if the prescription is effective, it means that it is the right medicine for the patient and he should insist on taking it.
"President Fang, come and explain to Mr. Zhang." Qin Fan turned to Fang Xuelin and said with a smile.
He saw that the other party was very reserved and couldn't get a word in.
As the so-called communication requires when interacting with people, it was impossible for Zhang Feng to take the initiative to say anything to Fang Xuelin.
Fang Xuelin glanced at Qin Fan gratefully.
"Mr. Zhang, Chinese medicine's prescriptions for treating diseases pay attention to the overall concept. It is not as simple as treating a headache with the head or a foot pain with the feet."
"Liver cirrhosis is a systemic disease. All organs in the body affect each other, and the same is true pathologically."
"So, during the treatment process, the condition is often constantly changing, and the specific prescriptions for treating the disease are also dynamic."
"It is necessary to diagnose and analyze the disease from a holistic perspective, and then conduct syndrome differentiation and treatment based on Mr. Zhang's current symptoms and signs."
He tried his best to explain in plain language.
After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhang Feng anxiously, fearing that the other party would not understand.
Zhang Feng nodded slightly, "I see, I understand."
Seeing that Zhang Feng really understood, Fang Xuelin relaxed.
"Our Chinese culture of traditional Chinese medicine is really broad and profound." Zhang Feng smiled, "It's just too profound and involves a lot of Taoist theories."
"Oh, Mr. Zhang, have you read books on traditional Chinese medicine?"
Qin Fan was stunned for a moment and felt a little curious.
"Hey, after my dad's disease appeared, I checked a lot of information and just read a little bit."
“I just don’t understand a lot of things.”
"Mr. Zhang can calm down and read the theory book of traditional Chinese medicine. He is very filial!"
Qin Fan praised and said that he felt that Zhang Feng was indeed rare.
Many young men from wealthy families don't bother so much and just rush to the hospital to find a doctor.
After a while, the car arrived at Mr. Zhang’s compound.
Mr. Zhang was not there, so Qin Fan waited for a while before Secretary Li accompanied Mr. Zhang to the living room.
The two quickly stood up and said hello.
Mr. Zhang's complexion is obviously much better today.
"Oh, President Fang is here too." Mr. Zhang said with a smile.
"Mr. Zhang, I wanted to meet Mr. Qin, so I came uninvited. Please don't blame me."
Fang Xuelin was uneasy, fearing that Mr. Zhang would be unhappy.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Traditional Chinese medicine is a treasure of China, and only you can pass it on."
"Xiao Qin, let's get started!"
Mr. Zhang’s time is precious and he doesn’t waste time.
Qin Fan nodded. He came here today mainly for a follow-up visit to see if there were any changes after a day.
He put three fingers on Mr. Zhang's pulse and released them within a few minutes.
"President Fang, you checked Mr. Zhang's pulse yesterday. Come and check."
"good!"
Fang Xuelin calmed down and felt his pulse carefully.
Suddenly, he was shocked.
"Mr. Qin, in just twenty-four hours, there have been such big changes!"
He checked his pulse in person yesterday and found that the pulse he felt was relatively weak and beating too fast.
But today it is obviously developing in a good direction.
Precisely because the time interval was not long, he could clearly feel the subtle changes.
Qin Fan nodded and said nothing more.
He smiled and said: "Mr. Zhang, you must persist. This is a good sign."
Mr. Zhang nodded and said jokingly: "Well, now you are my doctor, you must resolutely carry out Comrade Xiao Qin's orders."
He realized the benefits of health and gained a lot of confidence in Qin Fan's treatment.
Mr. Zhang, who was busy with everything and always kept a serious mind on words, actually started joking with Qin Fan.
This scene made Fang Xuelin both shocked and envious.
"Secretary Li, don't forget to take a break at noon. It doesn't need to be long, as long as Mr. Zhang can sleep for an hour."
Qin Fan warned Secretary Li again.
"Okay, don't worry."
"Well, Mr. Zhang, let's take our leave then. I won't waste your time. I'll come back the day after tomorrow during the acupuncture session."
He stood up and took his leave.
"Okay, Xiao Qin, President Fang, I won't keep you here." Mr. Zhang was also very straightforward.
Zhang Feng still drove the two of them directly to the gate of the community.
When Zhang Feng said goodbye, he suddenly thought that this was Qin Fan's new address.
"Mr. Qin, why don't you stay in a hotel? Are you not used to it? Do you want me to arrange a new hotel for you?"
He was a little confused, thinking that Qin Fan disliked the hotel and found a temporary accommodation.
"Haha, don't get me wrong, Mr. Zhang, this is my uncle's house."
"If I don't come to stay, I will still get scolded." Qin Fan explained with a smile.
"Oh, I see."
Zhang Feng turned around and prepared to get in the car, but stopped again after taking a few steps.
He continued: "Mr. Qin, you can just call me by my name."
"To be honest, I rarely admire anyone, but you are the first one!"
He was very sincere, and there seemed to be a hint of pleading in his tone.
Qin Fan didn't expect Zhang Feng to say this.
He smiled and said, "Okay, if I recognize you as my friend, I won't be polite. Go back quickly."
Zhang Feng nodded heavily and grinned happily.
In fact, Zhang Feng had his own idea. Qin Fan's medical skills were so good that sooner or later he would be taken seriously by many big shots.
But Mr. Zhang will grow old eventually. Befriending Qin Fan today is the guarantee for tomorrow.
What's more important is that having one more friend like Qin Fan virtually provides a lifeline.
"Well, Mr. Qin, if you need anything in the capital, just call me."
"OK!"
Seeing this scene, Fang Xuelin once again looked like a stone sculpture, his eyes nearly bulging out.
In Beijing circles, no matter who sees Zhang Feng, he is either called Brother Feng, Young Master Zhang, or Mr. Zhang.
Who dares to call Zhang Feng by his first name?
Moreover, Zhang Feng is at least ten years older than Qin Fan!
However, today Zhang Feng asked Qin Fan to call him by his first name in a pleading tone.
It completely subverted Fang Xuelin's outlook on life. He took a deep look at Qin Fan.
He felt an unprecedented sense of awe towards Qin Fan in front of him.
Yes, just in awe, Qin Fan is so young, where will his height be in the future?
Qin Fan felt a little funny when he saw Fang Xuelin in a daze.
"President Fang, would you like to come and sit with me?"
"Okay, I still have a lot to ask you." Fang Xuelin said sincerely.
The two passed through the security checkpoint and returned to their residence. Neither Xiaowen nor Phoenix Girl was there.
Qin Fan poured a glass of water for Fang Xuelin before sitting down.
He picked up a pen and scribbled down a prescription and handed it to the other party.
"President Fang, this is the first prescription for Mr. Zhang's treatment."
"What? This...Mr. Qin, are you really giving it to me?" He couldn't believe his ears.