Before the finals of the Chinese Medicine Competition, Xiao Chen had a private interview with Shangguan Yue, which lasted nearly an hour and a half. If it hadn't been for the start of the competition, Shangguan Yue might have wanted to continue chatting with Xiao Chen.
Shangguan Yue could see that Xiao Chen's understanding of Chinese medicine was probably inferior to that of many veteran Chinese doctors, which made Shangguan Yue admire Xiao Chen's talent even more.
"Sister Yueyue, let's talk again when we have time."
Pay back Sister Yueyue?
When Shangguan Yue felt a little embarrassed, Tang Bing's face darkened.
This bastard, now that the competition is about to begin, he is still in the mood to pick up girls, but he simply doesn't take the finals of the National Medical Competition seriously?
Xiao Chen got up and went to the competition venue. At this time, the other forty-nine finalists and ten foreign Chinese medicine contestants were waiting there.
Obviously, Xiao Chen discovered that in this competition, there was probably only one patient, and it was in the room next to the hall.
However, currently none of these contestants know the status of those patients.
"You guys go inside to check the patient's condition, but you cannot discuss the patient's condition during the competition and then determine your own treatment method," the host said.
Xiao Chen just sat there and waited, he was not in a hurry.
If there is only one patient, it must be a more difficult patient to treat.
So, now I'm sitting here with the other contestants.
"Old sir, where are you from?" Xiao Chen looked at the old Chinese medicine doctor next to him who looked to be in his fifties, but he looked very tough.
Zhang Heting already knew Xiao Chen, a young man, and had also heard about his traditional Chinese medicine theory of swordsmanship.
He actually admired this young man.
"From Yanjing." Zhang Heting said.
Yanjing?
In fact, Zhang Heting really felt that Xiao Chen was right about the three major sects Xiao Chen mentioned that night, the imperial medical sect, the apprentice sect, and the academic sect.
Nowadays, the traditional Chinese medicine community in Yanjing is roughly divided into these three factions, and the strength of these three factions is almost the same.
And he is from the Shanghan School, but he also belongs to the Shishi School.
"Dr. Xiao, of the three sects of imperial medicine you mentioned that night, I am the sect from Yanjing."
Tutoring school?
In fact, according to these three sects, Xiao Chen actually belongs to the Shishi sect, because he learned medical skills from his master and his wife.
"Old sir, is this really how Yanjing is divided? Isn't it divided into seven schools of traditional Chinese medicine?"
"It is divided into seven major schools. I am from the Febrile Disease School, but I also belong to the school that inherits from teachers. In fact, Yanjing is mainly divided into the three major schools in terms of the school of traditional Chinese medicine. Instead, it is divided into the seven major schools.
It doesn’t look very clear.”
This surprised Xiao Chen.
After all, now in Binhai City, it is obvious that the seven schools of traditional Chinese medicine are clearly divided.
Unexpectedly, this old Chinese doctor is now a member of the Typhoid School of Medicine.
"If we classify it that way, I am also from the sect that inherits my master." However, Xiao Chen was very suspicious of the identity of his master and his wife. Based on their medical skills, it was probably related to the imperial medical sect.
However, Master and Master never said that.
Zhang Heting seemed to be a lot more enthusiastic when he heard what Xiao Chen said.
I saw the other contestants going in to visit the patient one by one, and when they came out of the room, they looked a little strange. Could it be that the patient's condition was serious?
A cancer patient?
Or some other difficult and complicated disease?
The contestants who entered the finals of the Chinese Medicine Competition were basically the best in Chinese medicine. From the exchange between Xiao Chen and Zhang Heting just now, he learned that the level of Chinese medicine among these people was indeed not bad.
Xiao Chen couldn't care about that, anyway, he didn't care much about fame and fortune.
"I have signed up to participate in the Chinese Medical Competition in almost every session, and only this time I entered the finals," Zhang Heting said.
If it were before, he might not be able to enter the finals.
Therefore, Zhang Heting feels that compared with the previous contestants, the level of most traditional Chinese medicine contestants is starting to become worse and worse.
This is likely to have a lot to do with the decline of traditional Chinese medicine and the prevalence of Western medicine. Nowadays, the general environment is that it is more promising to make money by studying Western medicine. However, studying Traditional Chinese medicine not only takes more time, but also makes money more difficult and less expensive than Western medicine.
have a future.
"Old sir, are the previous contestants all very capable?"
"Indeed." In fact, Zhang Heting was very surprised by Xiao Chen's medical skills. He was young and saw that he had entered the finals before he was twenty years old.
Compared with Xiao Chen, this is definitely incomparable.
This made him even more suspicious, was it because the contestants in this National Medical Competition were not good enough that even a young man like Xiao Chen could enter?
Of course, he could not yet determine the specific level of Xiao Chen's medical skills.
Because from the preliminary round and the main round, everyone competes separately, and there is no specific comparison. Zhang Heting is not very clear about the level of other contestants.
The other contestants went in one by one and came out again after a few minutes. Several old Chinese medicine doctors entered at one time. Soon, it was the turn of Xiao Chen and Zhang Heting to participate in this group of old Chinese medicine doctors.
Xiao Chen and Zhang Heting went into the room. As soon as they entered, Xiao Chen saw a bed inside, with a middle-aged man in his forties lying on the bed.
If I hadn't known that the other person was still alive, looking at the other person's appearance, I would have thought that the other person was dead!
The patient was lying there, and there were two family members of the patient next to him, one was the middle-aged man's wife, and the other was the middle-aged man's son.
These old Chinese medicine doctors just came in for a visit. When they asked, they already learned that this middle-aged man had a car accident five years ago and was diagnosed as a vegetative state by the hospital. In the past five years, this middle-aged woman has been taking care of him.
Vegetative?
Yes, it is this vegetative patient that these veteran traditional Chinese medicine doctors are going to treat in the finals?
Therefore, when those contestants came in just now and saw the condition of the patient on the hospital bed, their expressions were very wrong. Patients in this vegetative state, whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, with current medical skills and treatment methods, are relatively
Difficult to treat.
Xiao Chen looked at the middle-aged man, who was in a comatose state. He looked like he was dead. However, when he checked his pulse, he could still feel the pulse. As for other states, his breathing was weak and his heartbeat chart showed
It is a very scattered state, and of course it is not a parallel line state.
Seeing the patient's condition, Xiao Chen felt something was wrong at first when he saw the patient's expression. Then he looked at the patient's face with clairvoyance, which made him even more surprised.
This patient's state is called a vegetative or vegetative state in Western medicine or modern terms. However, in ancient China, the patient's condition was called stupor. (To be continued)