Jianghai Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine is the oldest hospital in Jianghai City, and it is also the only hospital that focuses on traditional Chinese medicine. Of course, traditional Chinese medicine has gradually declined, and today's Jianghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital looks particularly dilapidated. There are not even a few nurses in the hospital corridors.
After all, Chinese medicine is not popular. People usually suffer from headaches and fever, so people prefer to take some Western medicine, which has quick effects and costs less. Chinese medicine is different. It just prescribes a few medicines, which are bitter, astringent, and expensive. Naturally, no one wants to come to Chinese medicine.
Hospital. The reason why Jianghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital stands today is because of one person, the director Chen Hongru, an old Chinese medicine doctor in his early seventies. His reputation in Jianghai is not as good as that of Lin Zhengkun, but in terms of the level of traditional Chinese medicine, Chen Hongru is no worse than Lin Zhengkun.
It is precisely because of this that Zhao Chenglong found Jianghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, hoping that Chen Hongru could cure his diabetes. "The situation is not good."
After the diagnosis and treatment, Chen Hongru frowned and shook his head, sighing: "It's too serious. You have all seen the abscesses on both legs. All I can say is to prescribe two medicines to relieve the pain. It will definitely not be cured."
"Dean Chen, is there really nothing we can do?"
Zhao Chenglong is sitting in a wheelchair, with a look of reluctance on his face. When he was young, he ran around just to get ahead and make crazy money; when he got older, he ran around and even went overseas to work in a beautiful city that claimed to have the most advanced medical technology.
The country spent tens of millions of dollars, but could only inject an increased dose of insulin. After the effects of the medicine wore off, the legs were still useless. Today, Zhao Chenglong's legs have more than doubled in swelling, and they are covered with abscesses and yellow-brown blood.
Liquid, the weather is gradually getting hotter, and there is an unpleasant stench in the air. "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao."
Chen Hongru shook his head helplessly, "I am terminally ill and there is nothing I can do. I can only prescribe some medicine to relieve some symptoms and not cure the root cause. Therefore, the decision is yours. If you are willing, I will prescribe medicine immediately. If you are not willing, I..."
"quack!"
Liu Ke, who was accompanying Zhao Chenglong, suddenly pointed at Chen Hongru and shouted, "You can't cure Mr. Zhao's illness. Are you afraid that we won't have money to pay for the consultation?"
"I'm telling you, with Mr. Zhao and the ability of our Fang and Liu families, I can buy your hospital without even blinking an eye. Treat it quickly. If you can't be cured, I'll take care of you, hum!"
Liu Ke had an angry look on his face. In front of Zhao Chenglong, he had to show his dominance. "Young man, don't be too arrogant."
Chen Hongru raised his head and glanced at Liu Ke, shook his head slowly, and said no more. "Mr. Zhao, don't listen to this old guy. Traditional Chinese medicine is just for fame and reputation, and it's a lie."
Liu Kecai doesn't care what Chen Hongru says, why doesn't he call him a young man? Anyway, Liu Ke thinks that Zhao Chenglong's disease is no big deal, isn't it just diabetes? Nowadays, among people with better living conditions, who doesn't suffer from diabetes? It's a trivial matter!
"I know the director of Jianghai First People's Hospital, who is known as the number one miracle doctor in Jianghai. Let's go there and have a look. You just need to nod, and I will make arrangements immediately. Can it be done?"
Turning his head, Liu Ke shook his tail at Zhao Chenglong again. "Mr. Zhao, my husband is right."
Fang Yan also helped, with a delicate face and a smile, and he bowed to please: "I knew before I came here that this traditional Chinese medicine hospital did nothing. Traditional Chinese medicine is simply false propaganda and cannot cure diseases. We must believe in science.
, Western medicine is really powerful..."
"Little girl, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. Why did Chinese medicine lie to people? What did Chinese medicine lie to you?"
Chen Hongru's old face sank and he glared at Fang Yan. It's okay to insult him. It doesn't matter if he is not good at academics, but you must not insult Chinese medicine. Chinese medicine is a treasure of the country. How can we allow future generations to slander and blaspheme? "Did I talk nonsense? You Chinese medicine doctors
Isn’t it a lie? Look at your hospital, are there any patients coming in? Who would seek treatment from a Chinese medicine doctor these days? If Chinese medicine is good, come and cure Mr. Zhao’s disease?”
Fang Yan was very sharp-tongued, leaving Chen Hongru speechless. He really had nothing to do with Zhao Chenglong's diabetes, it could only alleviate it, and the effect was not significant. "I..."
"Mr. Chen, there's no need to get angry over a few things that have forgotten your ancestors. It's not worth it."
At this moment, Chen Hongru's door opened, and Li Jinshui and Qin Shiming walked in. "Mr. Zhao, long time no see."
Li Jinshui first said hello to Zhao Chenglong. "Hmm."
Zhao Chenglong was in a low mood. When he thought about his illness, he felt extremely depressed. "Qin Shiming, you just forget your ancestors. You bastard, who let you in?"
When Fang Yan saw that it was Qin Shiming, he jumped up in anger, pointed at Qin Shiming's nose and cursed: "Get out, you are not welcome here."
"Who do you think you are?"
Qin Shiming sneered, "This is a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, the territory of Director Chen. What does it have to do with you if I'm standing in Director Chen's office? Don't you look down on traditional Chinese medicine and hospitals? I think you are the one who should get out, right?"
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"you!"
Fang Yan was furious. "Mr. Zhao, let's go to Jianghai No. 1 People's Hospital. Let's find the most powerful Western medicine. They will definitely be able to cure your disease. Traditional Chinese medicine is just trying to gain fame and reputation, and is just cheating!"
There was nothing he could do against Qin Shiming, so Fang Yan turned around and instigated Zhao Chenglong's rebellion. "Yes, I have to admit that the amputation technology of Western medicine is indeed better than that of traditional Chinese medicine. But I don't know whether there will be scars after amputation?"
Qin Shiming was not angry at all, but started chatting with Chen Hongru on the side. Although it was the first time to meet Qin Shiming, Chen Hongru liked Qin Shiming's temperament very much!
Good fight!
"My little friend is also a Chinese medicine practitioner?"
Chen Hongru asked. "Hmm."
Qin Shiming nodded, "I met Mr. Chen, and I heard Lin Zhengkun mention you many times. He said that you are the patron saint of fellow Chinese medicine practitioners in Jianghai, and he thinks he is not as good as you."
"Lao Lin's medical skills are also good."
Chen Hongru shook hands with Qin Shiming, but left Zhao Chenglong and others aside. "Brother Qin, you..."
Li Jinshui stamped his feet anxiously on the side, turned around and said to Zhao Chenglong: "Mr. Zhao, this little friend Qin has extraordinary medical skills. When I learned that you were sick, I immediately invited him over..."
"He? He's a prisoner in a labor camp. What medical skills does he know? Mr. Zhao doesn't want to listen to other people's nonsense."
Fang Yan's heart thumped
With a cry, he quickly stopped him. Qin Shiming's medical skills are such that even Bai Changfeng would kneel down. If he really cured Zhao Chenglong, wouldn't his plan to climb up to Gongdilong be ruined? "The Fang family
Miss, stop talking nonsense!"
Li Jinshui glared angrily, pointed at Fang Yan angrily, and scolded: "If you continue to talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will ask Zhou Qi, the director of the Inspection Institute, to come over and confront you face to face?"
"Back then, if Brother Qin hadn't been so generous and generous, you would have been a real reform-through-labor prisoner!"
"If others don't know, don't you think I, Li Jinshui, don't know? Let me tell you, speak politely in front of me. Even you, I won't dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"
Li Jinshui was really angry and snorted: "Who do you think you are, dare to insult Brother Qin?"
"..."
Fang Yan stopped talking. Of course she knew about Li Jinshui, the CEO of Baiyun Pharmaceutical, a well-known figure in the business and medical circles. In Jianghai, who doesn't know about it? "Mr. Zhao, please give it to me."
Brother, if you get a chance, I, Li Jinshui, will use the head on my neck to guarantee that his medical skills are really great and he may have a way."
Li Jinshui patted his chest and promised. He has no fear of Zhao Chenglong, only respect!
If it weren't for Zhao Chenglong's help in borrowing 30 million, Li Jinshui would have been like the other Li family children, crying and going home to inherit the family business. The Li family has a lot of property, but how can they have a sense of accomplishment in building a country by themselves?
Li Jinshui always kept this affection in mind. "Xiao Li, I understand your feelings, but he is too young. I have never seen such a young Chinese medicine doctor. Even Dean Chen can't help him.
What method?"
Zhao Chenglong glanced at Qin Shiming lightly and shook his head to express doubt. He couldn't believe it. "Mr. Zhao, I..."
Li Jinshui was very anxious when he heard this. "Brother Li, stop trying to persuade me."
Qin Shiming took the lead and said, "Some people want to amputate their limbs if they break their heads. Let's not stop them. Just give them a letter of Western medicine and let them go. Anyway, people are born and die every day."
"This is reincarnation. Even gods can't stop people who seek death!"
Qin Shiming's words were equally rude. He looked down on Chinese medicine. Who gave you the courage? "Boy, who are you calling death? Do you know who I am?"
Sure enough, Zhao Chenglong raised his eyebrows, stared at Qin Shiming fiercely, and gritted his molar teeth. "I said you are looking for death!"
Qin Shiming met Zhao Chenglong's cannibalistic eyes and refused to give in. There was even a hint of ridicule and ridicule on his face, "If I guess correctly, the diagnosis given by Western medicine is that if you do not amputate your limb within three days, you will prepare a coffin."
,Is it right?"
"Brother Qin, you..."
Li Jinshui's forehead was covered in cold sweat. Why did I ask you to come here to help, not to cause trouble? Isn't this adding fuel to the fire? "You!"