Seeing that several people were a little embarrassed, Qin Fan said with a smile.
"The food is very good. Vice President Xie, you are full so quickly."
"Haha, I just picked up the bowl..."
But then, Xie Xing couldn't talk any more.
He felt that there was something in Qin Fan's words, and the more he listened to it, the more unpleasant it became. It seemed that the subtext was that he was full and full.
He glared at Qin Fan and returned to his seat angrily.
"Forget it, I'm not in the mood to eat!" At this time, Mo Hua put the bowl down heavily.
"Old Mo, we still have one afternoon," Chang Bin said.
"Oh, I'm so tired that I have no appetite."
"That's true, too tired to death, too idle to die."
Chang Bin glanced at Qin Fan, who was minding his own meal, and he also put down the bowl in his hand.
The two of them were talking to each other, and their voices were quite loud.
Suddenly, the Western doctors at the Third People's Hospital all looked over.
"What do you want to do?"
Qian Guangqi was so angry that he slapped the table and stood up.
He was inconsistent with the outside world and even started a fire in the backyard. He was absolutely furious.
The decline of traditional Chinese medicine is also due to too much internal friction, which can be seen from such a small activity.
Seeing Qian Guangqi's anger, Chang Bin and Mo Hua did not dare to say anything more.
In his heart, he was even more dissatisfied with the "idle" Qin Fan.
Why?
Qin Fan is just a decoration.
It requires no academic qualifications, only two years of experience, and training in the future.
No one even picked him as a patient.
Seeing the internal strife at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Xie Xing almost spat out his mouthful of food.
Many doctors burst into laughter.
Qin Fan and Huang Xiangshan looked at each other, and they finally understood why Qian Guangqi and Chen Jun wanted to reform the hospital.
An hour passed quickly.
One after another, patients came to seek medical consultation.
The same situation is still happening here in Qin Fan.
The main reason is that he is too young and is known as a general practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, which really makes patients lack trust.
If you want to talk about health care, people in their 70s and 80s will probably think, I am several times your age, and you want to talk about health care with me? Isn’t that a joke?
Qin Fan was helpless about this.
He could only ignore what was going on outside the window and only read the books of sages.
At this time, a taxi stopped at Haiyan Square, and a man and a woman got out of the car.
The man is in his forties, has a big belly, and is chewing something in his mouth.
After he got out of the car, he first took out a tissue, spit out the chewables from his mouth, wrapped them up and put them in the trash can next to him.
Then he and the woman walked into the event together.
The two of them glanced around and walked straight to the Western Medicine Department of the Third People's Hospital.
The man looked at the introductions of each doctor in turn, and finally placed himself in Xie Xing's group.
Most people who come to the doctor for consultation have common minor ailments.
Xie Xing moved very quickly, and soon it was the man's turn to consult.
The man sat down and said, "Thank you, doctor, please help me see my doctor."
Xie Xing nodded, "Well, what's your problem?"
"I have a fever for no reason, I feel a little upset, and I feel like I'm sweating a lot."
"I also have a poor appetite and severe constipation."
"Well, take your temperature." Xie Xing took out a mercury thermometer from the box.
He slammed it hard and let the man put it under his arm.
Then he asked about the person's fever and listened with a stethoscope.
A few minutes later, the man took out the thermometer from his armpit and handed it to Xie Xing.
After the latter took it, he looked at the light and said, "38 degrees is a low fever."
"Yes, it has always been like this. Occasionally it will exceed 38 degrees and I feel very uncomfortable."
"I either have a fever all the time, or I have it intermittently."
After listening to the other party's account, Xie Xing passed the inspection again.
He nodded and said: "As for your question, you need to reduce the fever first."
"Then we will gradually solve the problems of gastrointestinal problems and constipation."
The man suddenly stood up, turned around and walked away.
Xie Xing looked confused, "Sir, I haven't finished speaking yet?"
"Needless to say, I have seen countless doctors and they all said the same thing as you."
"First reduce the fever, and then treat the gastrointestinal tract and constipation. The result is that it is not effective even once!"
Seeing something unusual here, Hua Xiangtong and the cameraman's eyes lit up and they quickly started taking pictures.
"Sir, it's possible that the medicine is not suitable for your condition." Xie Xing explained patiently.
"Most fevers in the human body are caused by bacterial infection or inflammation somewhere."
"So, we need to reduce the fever and cool down first, and then do further examinations."
From a Western medicine perspective, this is indeed the case.
Control your body temperature first to avoid having a fever for too long, which may cause disease in other organs.
The second step is to conduct various examinations to find out the cause and then carry out further treatment.
This is to treat the headache with the head, and with the pain of the foot, treat the foot. The direction is very clear.
Unexpectedly, the man didn't listen at all and waved his hand, very impatient.
"Needless to say, your diagnosis is of no use to me, it's all the same."
"Experts from big hospitals are about the same as doctors from small pharmacies."
The man said nothing, turned around and left.
"you…"
Xie Xing was so angry that he couldn't say a word and his face turned red with shame.
I treated someone with good intentions, but ended up not saying anything nice, and instead I was ridiculed by him.
"Husband, let's see other doctors." The woman grabbed the man and said.
At this time, Hua Xiangtong came over and called them to stop.
He advised: "Sir, there are so many doctors on site, including Western medicine and Chinese medicine."
"You might as well try more. There will always be a doctor who can cure your disease."
She keenly felt that this man's disease should be a relatively difficult one.
"Yes, hubby, since Western medicine can't help, we might as well go see Chinese medicine."
The man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he seemed a little hesitant.
"Sir, have you never seen a Chinese medicine doctor?" Hua Xiangtong asked.
"Well, never." The man nodded.
"Then you might as well take a look, Chinese medicine may have a solution." Hua Xiangtong suggested to the other party.
Both she and the cameraman decided to follow and film the patient.
The man looked around and saw Qian Guangqi, Huang Xiangshan, and Chen Jun with the most people in front of him.
Naturally, he saw Qin Fan who was empty.
But Qin Fan's age made him have no sense of trust, so he was hesitating whether to go or not.
The last patient diagnosed by Chang Bin also passed away.
In comparison, Chang Bin is in his forties and gives people a more trustworthy feeling.
The man came and sat down in front of Chang Bin.
Since there were many patients at the scene, Chang Bin didn't know that this person had already visited Xie Xing.
"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Chang Bin asked formulaically.
"Fever, upset, sweating, poor appetite, and constipated."
"Oh, I'll take the lower pulse, starting with the left hand."
The man placed his left hand on the pulse pillow, and Chang Bin began to understand it carefully.
The pulse is rapid and beats strongly, which is a typical feature of patients with fever.
He took out the thermometer and prepared to measure the other person's temperature.
The woman said: "The temperature measured by Dr. Xie just now was 38 degrees, which is a low fever."
"Oh~" Chang Bin looked at Xie Xing.
He probably guessed that the man in front of him might be dissatisfied with Xie Xing's diagnosis.
He couldn't help but smile.
If he could treat this man well, wouldn't it save some face for the traditional Chinese medicine hospital?
He quickly cheered up and made a serious diagnosis.
"Then let me take a look at your tongue coating."
The man opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. The tongue coating was yellow and thick.
"Is your lower abdomen bloated?" Chang Bin asked.
"One thing, it's not comfortable to press." The man said.
"How's your appetite?"
"I'm a bit anorexic and everything I eat doesn't taste good."
Chang Bin nodded and said confidently: "You have a fever caused by a gastrointestinal cold. There is heat accumulation in the intestines and constipation."
He fully expected that the man would nod and show a look of surprise.
But the result was that the man shook his head in disappointment.
Chang Bin looked puzzled, "Sir, what do you mean by shaking your head?"
"Your skills are not as good as mine. I know better than anyone whether I have a cold or not."
"You are the same as that Western doctor, you can't cure my disease."
Suddenly, Chang Bin's old face turned red.
"You obviously have a fever caused by a gastrointestinal cold. Your intestines and stomach are cold and you have a loss of appetite. In addition, the heat accumulated in your intestines and stomach causes constipation."
Chang Bin became a little angry. He felt that the other party was a little ignorant.
However, judging from the symptoms, it seems that what Chang Bin said is true.
"That's wrong. I have gastrointestinal problems and there is fire in my body. You may be right, but you didn't diagnose me correctly when I had a fever."
"So, you still can't solve my problem."
He directly concluded Chang Bin's diagnosis.
"You haven't even tried it, how do you know my treatment is ineffective?" Chang Bin said angrily.
"What else are you trying to do? If it was a cold or a fever, I would have taken medicine long ago."
"Honey, let's go. It seems that the experts here are all about the same. They don't have any real skills!"
The man stood up and left.
Well, Chang Bin was so angry that his face turned red and he couldn't get out of his anger. If he were in the hospital, he would have scolded the patient.
But now there are still reporters filming, so he endures it again and again.
The man is indeed very disappointed. He can't even solve a fever, so he is no expert.
When he passed by Qin Fan, he saw that the doctor's introduction turned out to be a general practice of traditional Chinese medicine, and he couldn't help but paused.
You are so young and you are a general practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine? You are really loud.