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Chapter 815 Three Ducks

"You still don't understand what I mean."

Qin Shiming shook his head, "I have emphasized many times that traditional Chinese medicine is just a medical skill. It is not a magical skill, but it does not prevent some Chinese medicine practitioners from being very good."

"For example, Mr. Chen, I believe you must have come into contact with patients diagnosed with cancer, or even patients with terminal cancer, right?"

"Of course I have."

Chen Hongru seemed to understand why Qin Shiming specifically emphasized that Chinese medicine is not a magical skill, and he was very moved.

When faced with compliments from international friends and celebrities, Qin Shiming was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and stayed true to his true nature, which is so rare. What really moved Chen Hongru was that he understood Chinese medicine, and he also understood the current sufferings suffered by Chinese medicine practitioners.

"Just a few years ago, I received a patient who was in the advanced stage of liver cancer. His family had a little money. He spent less than one million on radiotherapy and chemotherapy from Western medicine. His condition did not improve at all, but the patient's health was deteriorating. He asked me to take over.

From the beginning, the patient does not have much time left to live."

"Later, the patient's family couldn't bear the abuse and crying, so I prescribed medicine for the patient. The medicine was cheap. Even with the consultation fee, the medicine cost less than 40 yuan."

"The patient took five doses of medicine in a row and felt much better. He could eat and drink, and he could also walk around. But I knew in my heart that this person's days were short, so I only prescribed as few medicines as possible.

His pain is just to make him live ten or twenty days longer as much as possible."

"What happened next?"

Han Xiangzi asked hurriedly, obviously very interested in Chinese medicine and Chinese medicine cases.

"The people must have disappeared later."

Chen Hongru lit up a cigarette and took two puffs of it depressedly, "When the patient took the medicine for more than 20 days in a row, he couldn't do it. He lay on the bed and couldn't breathe. His family members came to the hospital overnight and knelt down for me.

I'm down, please give me some medicine."

"How do I drive?"

"It can't be cured! It's a fatal disease that even gods can't save, but the family members won't give in, saying that they can do anything if they have money. Later, when the patient died in the hospital, the patient's family even made a big fuss, saying that I treated the patient for them.

If you are dead and say that I don’t prescribe medicine to the patient, tell me, is it irritating or not?”

Chen Hongru's heart was filled with anger when he mentioned this nonsense.

"How could they do this? Not only did they not thank you, but they also made trouble for you. It's too much." Han Xiangzi frowned when he heard this.

"There is a saying in traditional Chinese medicine that Coptis chinensis has no merit in saving people, and ginseng has no fault in killing people."

Qin Shiming understood the truth behind it. In fact, medical trouble is the most reflective thing about people's hearts.

"What's the meaning?"

Not surprisingly, Han Xiangzi couldn't understand.

"Coptis is bitter and worthless; ginseng is a high-end Chinese herbal medicine and health medicine that only wealthy people cannot afford. Traditional Chinese medicine is equivalent to coptis, and Western medicine is equivalent to ginseng!"

Qin Shiming added tea while adding: "They regard Chinese medicine as magic and Chinese medicine practitioners as gods. The higher their hopes, the greater their disappointment."

"It's understandable that doctors don't want to see the pain of bereavement, but it's extremely unfair to Chinese medicine practitioners and Chinese medicine practitioners. It's just a medical skill, and I can't guarantee it."

Han Xiangzi nodded in understanding.

"yes."

Lin Zhengkun also lamented: "I have encountered cases like Lao Chen's. A uremia patient went to the hospital once a week, spending at least five to six thousand yuan each time. This lasted for more than a year.

More than 100,000 yuan, but the family situation is not good."

"After all the money in my family was gone, I had no choice but to go home and wait for death. Later, the pain became unbearable and my family became upset. It happened that they heard about me from somewhere and called me overnight. For this disease,

If you don’t have money for a kidney transplant, or if you can’t find a matching kidney, you have to wait for death. Patients all kneel down to me and insist on asking me to prescribe medicine.”

"Okay, I'll prescribe the medicine, but Chinese medicine is different from Western medicine. Chinese medicine makes the stomach bloated, and the more you drink, the more uncomfortable it is because it can't be excreted. Later, the patient died, and a whole family came to call me a quack doctor and said I was a liar."

"I just don't understand. Chinese medicine allows you to live longer for diseases that Western medicine can't cure. Why don't you criticize Western medicine? Don't you think it's expensive for Western medicine to cost more than 100,000 or 200,000? But here, Chinese medicine only costs more than 100,000 yuan."

You paid a few hundred yuan and then you said I was a liar?"

"Am I that low-level?"

The more he talked, the angrier he became. Lin Zhengkun shook his head and couldn't even drink tea.

"You should understand now, right?"

Qin Shiming turned his head and looked at Han Xiangzi, "Traditional Chinese medicine is just a medical skill that saves lives and heals the wounded. It is not a magical skill. Before learning Chinese medicine, you need to have a correct understanding of Chinese medicine."

"Thank you, Master, for teaching me. I will remember it."

Han Xiangzi stood up and bowed deeply to Qin Shiming, his bright eyes blooming with the beauty of a brilliant stream of light.

She became more interested in the man in front of her.

"You're welcome. Actually, there isn't much I can teach you."

Qin Shiming shook his head inaudibly, "Let's grasp the basics first, such as the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic, Compendium of Materia Medica, Treatise on Febrile Diseases and other famous medical classics over and over again. Not only do you have to read and read, but you also need to understand word by word and sentence by sentence.

The meaning of it.”

"In addition, learn more about some classic cases and classic prescriptions. For example, there is a saying in traditional Chinese medicine that 'a dose of small Bupleurum decoction can cure all diseases', and there are many more."

"After reading these books, you will be able to become a teacher."

"Can I be as powerful as you?"

Han Xiangzi was eager to try, his face full of excitement.

"I'm not great, it's just that I focus on the basics. Traditional Chinese medicine is a very boring and complicated thing. You should insist on reading a few books before talking about it. After reading, I will pass the test and then I will teach you the next stage."

Qin Shiming smiled lightly, but in his heart he really hated Han Xiangzi.

Over the years, Qin Shiming has also met some friends and comrades who want to study medicine. Everyone thinks it is very cool to treat diseases and save people, especially when Qin Shiming takes acupuncture, he is so smooth and cool.

However, to be like Qin Shiming, the effort required is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

He is indeed gifted and has a very strong ability to understand, but when Qin Shiming first joined the army, he worked as a health soldier. After his strength increased, he began to become a nine-star war god step by step!

Before this, after every war, Qin Shiming had to treat at least two to three hundred people every day, bandage wounds, perform surgeries, etc., leaving only five or six hours to sleep every day.

It's hard work, boring, and very few people can endure this loneliness.

This is also an important reason for the decline of traditional Chinese medicine.

"The three of them are mainly responsible for the construction of the medical school. You can just contact the three of them next. If the company still has something to do, I will take the first step."

After Qin Shiming finished explaining a few words, he hurriedly left the teahouse and hurriedly went to the company - to have a meal!

However, before arriving at the company, Qisha called first.

"Master, there is something wrong with your ex-girlfriend. She, she last night..."

"What happened to her last night?"

"She called three ducks..."


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