"What's wrong? I'm not here for enjoyment. I'm here to learn and communicate with doctors from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. We all share the same office so it's convenient for us to learn and communicate with each other," Zhang Weidong said.
Seeing what Zhang Weidong said, Dean Lu did not dare to disobey him, so he could only nod his head and said: "I will have someone arrange a table for you here later."[]
"That's good." Zhang Weidong smiled and nodded, and then said: "Then let's go to the outpatient clinic now."
Dean Lu nodded and led Zhang Weidong out of the office and toward the expert clinic of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Zhang Zhili and the other two hesitated and followed.
Because the reputation of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department of the Provincial People's Hospital is so small in Tiannan Province, those who want to see traditional Chinese medicine basically go to the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital or the Municipal Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Therefore, the outpatient rooms of other departments of the Provincial People's Hospital are overcrowded.
People sit in the calling room and wait, especially for specialists, who are hard to find. On the other hand, the traditional Chinese medicine clinic is deserted in front of the door, with only a few people sitting in the calling room waiting.
When Zhang Weidong and Dean Lu walked into the expert clinic of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department, they saw a man about fifty-seven or eighty-year-old sitting behind the desk. The man was thin but had sharp eyes. At this time, he was asking questions.
Woman's illness.
Zhang Weidong knew that this man was probably Yuan Zhihong, the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. When he took a closer look at his badge, his guess was indeed correct.
In addition to Yuan Zhihong and the young woman, there were two other women in the outpatient room, one of whom was wearing a white coat. Sitting next to him and looking at Yuan Zhihong intently was Li Caijuan, another resident doctor in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Another woman, about forty or fifty years old, was standing behind the young woman with a worried look on her face. She was obviously the mother who accompanied the young woman to see a doctor.
The young woman suffered from stubborn sores. A face that should have been full of youthful vigor was now covered with sores, varying in size, one after another, some with pus forming, which made people feel a little scared just by looking at it.
No matter how bad-tempered or stubborn Yuan Zhihong was, when he saw Dean Lu coming to the clinic in person, he still hurriedly stood up and said hello: "Here you are, Dean Lu."
Seeing that there were patients there, Lu Yicun didn't want to talk nonsense. He pointed at Zhang Weidong and said: "This is expert Zhang Weidong from the Provincial Medical Expert Group. He is a specially appointed visiting doctor of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of our hospital. Today is his first time to work in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
You, the department director, need to cooperate and support Expert Zhang’s work!”
Yuan Zhihong is an old Chinese medicine doctor with relatively upright and traditional ideas. He dislikes those who use their power for personal gain just because they have some power in the family. He saw that Zhang Weidong was already known as an expert in his early twenties, and Lu Yicun looked fawning.
From this look, I naturally thought that Zhang Weidong was able to rise to the top by relying on someone in his family. He couldn't help but show his displeasure and said: "Our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is just a small department. Who is qualified to hire experts from the expert team? I think the matter of the dean is still considered
Alright."
As he spoke, Yuan Zhihong sat back in his office chair, making it clear that he was not prepared to talk to Zhang Weidong.
Seeing that Yuan Zhihong, an old stubborn man, refused to give him face in front of Zhang Weidong, Lu Yicun was so angry that his face turned blue. He pointed at Yuan Zhihong and said: "Yuan Zhihong, what is your attitude? Others want to invite expert Zhang, but you can't.
Fortunately, the score is ready."
Anyway, Yuan Zhihong is about to retire, and an old Chinese medicine doctor like him is still very popular even after he retires, so he is not as afraid of Lu Yicun, the leader of the hospital, and he sneered disapprovingly when he heard this: "Then
Just let others hire him. Anyway, I don’t think it’s necessary for our department to hire such a young and promising expert.”
Yuan Zhihong emphasized the words "young and promising" when he said this.
Zhang Zhili and others all heard the meaning of the department director's words, and while they were a little worried for him, they also felt secretly happy. However, Lu Gaicun didn't feel this way. His face turned pale when he saw Yuan Zhihong repeating his own mistakes.
I turned a little pale, and I couldn't help but regret that I thought too highly of myself. I thought that Yuan Zhihong would never talk nonsense when he took action in person. I didn't expect that Yuan Zhihong, an old stubborn man, would react so early. I should have vaccinated him early. But now I say
It's too late for anything, I can only hope that Zhang Weidong can be a big man and ignore the villain's mistakes.
Thinking of Lu Yicun, he turned his eyes to Zhang Weidong and said with a guilty look on his face: "Expert Zhang, Yuan Zhihong is such a person, you must not..."
Zhang Weidong was somewhat used to people's preconceptions. Although he was a little unhappy, he still waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter."
After speaking, Zhang Weidong turned to Yuan Zhihong and said straight to the point: "I know Director Yuan must think that I am too young. Even if I am called an expert, it is just a name in vain."
Yuan Zhihong didn't expect Zhang Weidong to speak so directly. He didn't know how to answer for a while. After a while, he nodded and said: "I do have this idea."
Seeing that Yuan Zhihong answered calmly, Zhang Weidong couldn't help but feel a little relieved, and said: "In that case, fine, 1 I will sit in a consultation with you today, just treat it as an expert consultation."
Yuan Zhihong couldn't help but become serious when he heard this, and the look in his eyes at Zhang Weidong became a little different. Of course, he could tell that Zhang Weidong said that he was consulting with an expert on the surface, but in fact he was challenging him.
Since he dares to challenge, it means that the young expert in front of him is either arrogant and ignorant, or he is really capable.
However, even if Zhang Weidong is a bit genuine and Yuan Zhihong has studied Chinese medicine all his life, he will never believe that he will lose to a young man who has not even shed his hair in terms of medical skills.
Yuan Zhihong didn't believe it, and the others also didn't believe it. Only Lu Yicun knew that Yuan Zhihong's medical skills were not worth mentioning in front of Zhang Weidong.
"Since you said that, young man, it would be unkind if I refused again. There happens to be a patient here, so you can diagnose him first," Yuan Zhihong said.
"Today is your consultation, you go first." Zhang Weidong said.
When the others heard this, they couldn't help but show a slight expression of disdain. If you wait for Director Yuan to make a diagnosis and agree with you, it would be nothing. It seems that this guy only talks nice, but he really wants to do it with real swords and guns.
It's like being a tortoise.
When Yuan Zhihong saw Zhang Weidong say this, he also thought like others, thinking that Zhang Weidong was just saying nice things. However, Yuan Zhihong didn't want to put Zhang Weidong down too much. After all, he was still known as an expert, and he was an expert.
The dean personally introduced him. Instead of looking at the monk’s face, he had to look at the Buddha’s face. If it really caused too much trouble, he, the director, would have a hard time. So he didn’t object after hearing this. He nodded and said, “This patient’s
The condition is malaria on the face. The face, nose, chest and back belong to the lungs, so this condition is usually caused by the wind-heat blocking the lung meridian on the skin; or due to overeating fatty, sweet, greasy, spicy food, the spleen and stomach accumulate heat, and the damp-heat is endogenous.
, formed by fumigation on the face; or it may be caused by the youthful body, strong blood, rising Yang heat, fighting with wind and cold, and stagnation of the skin. I just asked this patient, she rarely eats greasy and spicy food, so
Mostly it is caused by rising Yang heat, which is what we call internal heat. It is said in the "Nei Jing" that 'heat causes cold'. As long as you prescribe some prescriptions to clear away heat and detoxify, the scars can be cured."
What Yuan Zhihong said was so eloquent and well-founded that the others nodded repeatedly. Even Lu Yicun nodded secretly, thinking that Yuan Zhihong still had some real ability. However, after hearing this, Zhang Weidong shook his head and said, "I really want to be like him."
Director Yuan said it so simply, this girl won't have to suffer from scars for seven or eight years."
Yuan Zhihong couldn't help but change his face slightly when he heard this, and said: "What do you mean by this? Do you think my diagnosis is wrong?"
Zhang Weidong smiled noncommittally, then looked at the young woman and said, "Did your illness start in junior high school, and then you took a lot of medicine, but it had no effect?"
When the young woman heard this, her eyes could not help but light up slightly and she said: "Yes, I have had sores on my face since junior high school. I have taken many Chinese and Western medicines, but they have not had much effect." At this point, the young woman secretly glanced at Yuan Zhihong.
He glanced at it, hesitated, and then cautiously said to Zhang Weidong: "Expert Zhang, I would like to ask if the prescriptions for clearing away heat and detoxifying are all the same? If this is the case, I don't think there is any need to prescribe them again. I used to
I’ve seen a lot of traditional Chinese medicine doctors, and they all seem to prescribe medicine that clears away heat and detoxifies.”
Hearing this, Yuan Zhihong couldn't help but blush slightly. Although there are many ways to clear away heat and detoxify, the final effect is still to clear away heat and detoxify. If it is true as the patient said, many prescriptions for clearing away heat and detoxifying have been ineffective. His prescription
There is really no need to open it again.
"Of course I won't prescribe you a prescription to clear away heat and detoxify. Your disease is not caused by the rise of Yang heat, but on the contrary is caused by the decline of Yin and Yang, so you should prescribe a prescription for warming Yang and detoxifying." Zhang Weidong revealed his face to the young woman.
He said with a gentle and friendly smile.
After all, the young woman is not a doctor. Just now, she understood a little bit what Yuan Zhihong said about irritation, clearing away heat and detoxifying. Now, she was confused about what Zhang Weidong said about the decline of yin power and yang, and warming yang and detoxification. But Yuan Zhihong and others were confused.
I understood, and couldn't help but show disbelief on my face. Especially when I saw that my teacher had been humiliated by the patient's words just now, and now Zhang Weidong was acting like he had everything in his mind, and the villain had his way, I couldn't help but
He snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Obviously it's Yang heat that's rising, so if you insist on saying that Yin's power is declining and Yang's is declining, I really don't understand."
Zhang Weidong raised his eyes when he heard the words, and immediately swallowed back what he said. She found that Zhang Weidong's eyes were as sharp as a sword, which made her feel a chill involuntarily.
When Zhang Weidong closed his mouth, he looked at the young woman again and said warmly: "Are your hands and feet clammy, especially in winter?"
