The child's grandmother burst into tears, kissed the child's little face, came over and grabbed Zhang Yang's arm, she was so excited that she didn't know how to thank her.
"The child is still relatively weak. Try not to go out in the past few days after returning home. If you get more sun, you will be fine." Zhang Yang explained with a smile.
"Little doctor, can you check on my child? He has been having stomach upsets in the past few days and has taken many medicines but nothing works."
"Doctor, can you check for me first? The child has a cold and a fever..."
"I came first..."
After what happened just now, there were already several parents who brought their children to see a doctor at the door. They all came to Zhang Yang and rushed to let him treat their children.
Zhou Jixin's face became increasingly ugly, and he finally couldn't help but snorted, turned around and left angrily.
Wan Yumin on the side was even more embarrassed. As the director of pediatricians, he was left alone.
A new intern was surrounded by everyone, let alone the orthopedic intern next door, which made him even more annoyed.
"Don't fight, please line up and follow the order of registration."
Guo Changshun was very experienced and continued loudly: "Director Wan of the Department of Pediatrics is the expert director here and has superb medical skills. Let him diagnose and treat everyone."
"We'd better let that little miracle doctor treat her."
"Yes, yes, just let him treat my son."
After what happened just now, several parents of their children had no doubts about Zhang Yang and asked him to treat their children one after another. On the contrary, they did not trust the doctors and experts in pediatrics.
"He is Director Wan's student. He has just started his internship and has no clinical qualifications to practice medicine yet."
Guo Changshun paused and continued: "The students are already able to treat patients. This teacher is more experienced, so everyone can rest assured."
Of course he said this for the sake of Director Wan's face. After all, Zhang Yang will still be interning in the hospital in the future. Once he offends many people, there will be greater resistance and trouble in the future.
"Then why didn't he treat the child just now?" One of the patient's family members came early and knew everything that happened in the department, and asked doubtfully.
"Yes, yes, it was obviously the little miracle doctor who cured the child just now."
The patient's family members raised questions one after another, and Guo Changshun didn't know how to deal with it. Director Wan on the side was eager to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
"Teacher Wan just now deliberately tested my recent learning results and acupuncture level. He is still very sure about the child's condition. He just treated a case yesterday, so he let me treat it."
Zhang Yang glanced at Guo Changshun with a smile, and followed him to help Wan Yumin regain some face and dignity.
"My child has a high fever and is being treated by an intern. Aren't we afraid of danger?" Some people began to question, even with dissatisfaction.
"This further shows that Chinese medicine is very confident about this condition."
Zhang Yang thought for a moment and continued: "Everyone knows that Western medicine relies on medical equipment, so it is relatively easy for students to learn. Traditional Chinese medicine is broad and profound, but it is taught in a completely old-to-new way, so it requires more clinical experience. This
I hope everyone can understand.”
He deliberately referred to Director Wan as Teacher Wan in order to make the patient's family members believe his words more.
"So that's it. Then please ask Director Wan to treat my child quickly."
The patient's family members seemed to understand, but they knew in their bones that the older the doctor became, the more popular and experienced he became. Together with Zhang Yang's explanation, they immediately dispelled their doubts.
Wan Yumin was originally full of prejudice and dissatisfaction with him, but when he heard his smooth explanation that he had regained his dignity and face, he actually began to feel grateful to Zhang Yang.
"Zhang Yang, come to the office with me."
Guo Changshun was very satisfied with his words. Seeing that normal order had been restored in the department, he smiled and said to him.
Although Zhang Yang's explanation just now was to help Wan Yumin, it also revealed the current situation of traditional Chinese medicine and the difference between traditional Chinese medicine and traditional Chinese medicine.
If Western medicine trains students in batches, coupled with advanced medical equipment, students will have many clinical opportunities, so they will mature faster.
Traditional Chinese medicine, on the other hand, relies entirely on the words and deeds of old doctors. In addition, it is broad and profound, so students' growth is very slow and it is difficult to promote. This is also the main reason why traditional Chinese medicine lags behind Western medicine.
"Little doctor, I..." The cousin-in-law saw that he was about to leave and handed the child to the old man. She came over with a blushing face, glanced at the people around her, and said hesitantly.
"Cousin sister-in-law, if my cousin comes back, ask my senior sister to tell me and I will come to his home to give him acupuncture treatment."
Zhang Yang understood what she meant. She definitely didn't want others to know about her husband's unspeakable secrets, so he answered with a smile.
"Thank you." My cousin's sister-in-law showed surprise on her pretty face, grateful for Zhang Yang's attentiveness, and thanked her hurriedly.
Guo Changshun actually has an office in the hospital. Different from the school office, this is more like a department, with only one table and a row of bamboo chairs.
The walls are covered with banners, almost all of which are about miraculous doctors who save lives and heal the wounded.
It seems that even though he is the vice-principal, his medical skills are also very high, otherwise there would not be such a separate patient treatment room.
"Sit down, have a cup of tea." Guo Changshun took out a bag of tea from the drawer, walked to the water dispenser, brewed it, and placed it in front of Zhang Yang.
"I think Principal Guo didn't just ask me to come for tea, right?"
"Haha, that's right. Since you are interning in a hospital, you still need to have good relationships with various departments." Guo Changshun said with a smile.
"You're not here to give me a political class, are you?" Zhang Yang paused and continued: "Since they don't want me to participate, and I'm not interested, let me go back and take classes."
Of course he was talking about the Three Kingdoms Invitational Tournament. Seeing that the director and experts in the hospital rejected him, although he didn't care about it, he was still a little disappointed.
What's more, these grand slogans to glorify Chinese medicine have nothing to do with me, so why should I suffer this contempt here?
I had no intention of participating in this so-called competition, so I might as well say it frankly.
"You should also have heard that we, Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine, have been at the bottom of the Three Kingdoms Medical Skills Exchange Invitational Competition for five years. For the sake of the honor of Traditional Chinese Medicine, you have to be aggrieved."
"We have so many experts and professors in our universities and hospitals, do I still need an intern to restore the honor of traditional Chinese medicine?" Zhang Yang joked.
"I think Taoist Master Qingyun also hopes that you will carry forward Zhumen Fu Doctor, right?"
"How are you sure that I am Taoist Master Qingyun's disciple?" Zhang Yang did not expect that he would mention his master again at this time, and asked with some surprise.
"Ordinary acupuncture cannot treat high fever at all."
Guo Changshun pondered for a moment and then continued: "Only the lost Nine Dragon Acupuncture method can achieve the effect of reducing fever and curing. The acupuncture you just used on the children is the Nine Dragon Acupuncture method."
This time he was very sure. The bone setting technique, the Zhumen True Fire and the current Nine Dragon Acupuncture Technique made him no longer have the slightest doubt that Zhang Yang was a descendant of the Zhumen.
"If Dr. Zhu Menfu wants to flourish, he doesn't have to rely on the Three Kingdoms Invitational Tournament."
Although Zhang Yang was still refusing, his words were equivalent to admitting his identity.
The reason why he admitted it was because he was sure that Guo Changshun was related to his master, and judging from his age, he might be able to know his life experience, and he also wanted to learn more about him.
"Is Master Qingyun okay?" Hearing his sideways admission, Guo Changshun was still a little excited and asked with a trembling voice.
"Don't worry, he is much better than us."
Although Zhang Yang was teasing, he was telling the truth. The master hung out with the Taoist nuns from the Buddhist Medicine School every day, and he seemed to be more than ten years younger. He looked much more chic and youthful than the Principal Guo in front of him.
"Yes, more than ten years have passed. A master like him naturally has enough food and clothing and lives a long life."
Principal Guo showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, obviously feeling embarrassed for his gaffe just now.
More than ten years? Aren't you seventeen? In other words, when Guo Changshun met his master, he was already by his side? Thinking of this, Zhang Yang was filled with excitement, but his face did not show it.
"Is Principal Guo an old friend of my master?" Zhang Yang asked tentatively.
"How could I be so lucky to be old friends with Taoist Priest Qingyun." Guo Changshun blushed slightly and continued: "More than ten years ago, I went to Danxia Mountain for fun. After reaching the mountains, I lost my way at night, so I ended up in the mountains."
Guo Changshun walked to the window and stared blankly out of the window, as if caught in that memory, and continued: "I was suddenly awakened by a loud noise in the middle of the night. I thought there was a beast in the mountains, and I was worried, but I didn't expect what came out.
It’s the injured Taoist Priest Qingyun.”
"Injured? You mean my master is injured?"
"Well, the injury is serious."
"Seriously injured, what happened next?"
Zhang Yang's curiosity aroused. After all, this arrogant old man boasted about how awesome he was every day. Unexpectedly, there were times when he was beaten seriously and he never mentioned it.
No, you shouldn't call him a wise old man. Otherwise, he would become a wise old man. It would be better to call him a master, Zhang Yang thought secretly in his heart.
But I was excited to know a little bit about my master’s past embarrassing events.
"At that time, I was already a Chinese medicine doctor and used herbs from the mountains to revive him."
"Then your Zhumen is really popular?"
Zhang Yang thought that Zhu Sect True Fire could only be practiced by people from the Fu Medical Sect, which meant it was never taught to outsiders. Although Guo Changshun's skill was very shallow, it was very pure and was obviously taught by his master.
Did the master accept him as his apprentice? So he is his senior brother?
"Taoist Priest Qingyun said that he wanted to repay me for saving my life, so he taught me the secret method of Zhumen Zhenhuo. However, my qualifications are too poor and I can't understand it at all. I haven't made any progress in so many years."
Guo Changshun smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly, looking very frustrated.
He knew in his heart that just by understanding this, Zhu Menzhenhuo had already cured countless difficult and complicated diseases, and he naturally took the position of vice principal.
ps: I'm guilty. I'm too busy at work. I forgot to set the update time until noon on the 24th~~I'll make it up now, please forgive me~~~~~~(To be continued)