Chief Chinese Medicine

Jiang Fei, who walked out of the ward, did not look so good-looking, and he could still see a little guilt and loss in his eyes.

After Wang Tianyu wrote down all Jiang Fei's instructions just now, seeing that Jiang Fei's face was not quite right, he couldn't help asking: "Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

The Jiang Fei he saw was always so positive, full of fighting spirit, and full of self-confidence.

But the Jiang Fei he saw at this time was lying silently in front of the window like frost beating an eggplant, without saying a word.

Jiang Fei stared at the scenery outside the window with complicated eyes. The afternoon sun had already faded. There was no scorching sun in winter, and even the sun was dim like the yolk of a duck's egg.

And his heart at this moment is like the sun, it looks hot, but it is actually cold.

"Tianyu, do you think the only way for this child is surgery?"

Jiang Fei asked Wang Tianyu with complicated eyes, patting the window sill with both hands.

Wang Tianyu nodded. Although he didn't quite understand the reason for Jiang Fei's depression, he still replied truthfully: "You have seen it too. Even Chinese medicine can't cure it. Of course, it can only be treated with surgery."

He felt that his teacher was a little too sentimental. Medical care is a very real thing, and there is no absolute [-]%.

Jiang Fei shook his head towards him, forced a smile and said, "It's not that I can't do Chinese medicine, it's just that I can't."

"If the ones standing here at this moment were those truly powerful Chinese medicine masters, they would definitely have a way to make this child heal without surgery."

"But I can't do it. The treasure house of Chinese medicine is like the ocean of the universe, boundless."

"I'm so humble, I'm nothing in Xinglin world."

What Jiang Fei said was not low-key, nor self-denial, but the truth.

What he was suffering at the moment was also because he was not capable enough, and he didn't have the ability and method to keep the child from having surgery for the time being.

The so-called book is used to hate less, Chinese medicine is the same.

Sometimes experience is important, but knowledge and experience are also indispensable.

"Ah? No way? Is there any other Chinese medicine that can cure a disease that you can't do anything about?"

Wang Tianyu was startled by Jiang Fei's words, and asked with his mouth open in disbelief.

In his heart, this young and outrageous teacher is already very good in the field of Chinese medicine, right?

Even children with biliary atresia can be cured without surgery, why should they be humble now?

Is this self-effacing, or is it true?

"Tianyu, Chinese medicine is profound and mysterious. I have only learned it for a few days? There are too many famous doctors in this world."

"Pu Fuzhou, Deng Tietao, Lu Zhizheng, Zhu Liangchun, etc., there are countless famous doctors at home and abroad, what am I?"

Jiang Fei smiled wryly and shook his head. Which one of the ones he counted was not a traditional Chinese doctor or a famous old Chinese doctor?

Especially Pu Fu Zhou Pu, an old doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, who was one of the big players in Beijing in the 60s, and was responsible for Zhou Lao's health work.

And Mr. Deng Tietao, if you know about the pandemic in the early 21st century, you should remember this old man!

Without Deng Tietao and his TCM medical team, the epidemic would never subside so quickly.

If you are not a good look, you should be a good doctor.

Sincere doctor!

These are the two most classic sentences, and every medical practitioner regards them as a motto in life, whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine.

"Aren't these few experts from the medical conference?"

Wang Tianyu stared wide-eyed, listening to Jiang Fei's counting of these characters, he was like thunder...

"So, do you still think I'm a cow?"

Jiang Fei looked at Wang Tianyu with a smile and asked again.

This time, Wang Tianyu stopped talking, and once again saw the profoundness and grandeur of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Stop talking, find me a place, I'll catch up on sleep, recharge my batteries, and prepare for the operation at night."

"Since I can't save this child with Chinese medicine, then I will use that scalpel to give him a perfect operation!"

Jiang Fei's self-regulation ability is still very strong, and his ability to resist blows is not weak.

Although these words are somewhat sad and helpless, a Chinese medicine practitioner wants to use surgical operations to cure diseases and save lives.

But this can also stimulate Jiang Fei's exploration and study of Chinese medicine, and also strengthen his determination to enter the university and enter the Beijing College of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Wang Tianyu took Jiang Fei to the hard leather sofa where he usually rested, and found a pillow and quilt for Jiang Fei.

Jiang Fei was actually not sleepy, but he didn't want to go back to the Jiang County Building, that kind of environment was not suitable for him.

So it's better to sleep and recharge your batteries for surgery.

It's five o'clock in the evening, and it's here in the blink of an eye.

"Teacher? It's time!"

Wang Tianyu came over and woke Jiang Fei up.

Jiang Fei opened his eyes and looked at the pitch-black night, then at the pendulum clock on the wall, it was five past five.

"How's the preparation for surgery going?"

"Have you found an anesthetist yet? I want an experienced one!"

"There are also nurses looking for two jittery ones, quick ones, I don't want to scold them."

"You are my assistant, and I still need a second assistant. Who will come?"

"Have you found everyone?"

Jiang Fei stretched his waist, sat up, and asked these few words naturally.

These are all problems from the previous life. Whenever there is an operation, I will ask my subordinates this question.

Once his subordinates are not satisfied with the answer, Jiang Fei will scold them.

Wang Tianyu's performance was much better, he had already prepared everything in advance, and Jiang Fei didn't need to worry too much.

"It's all ready, the anesthetist is still the one from last time."

"The nurses are also the ones who followed me in the operation, and they are very experienced."

"I'll be your assistant, and the second assistant will ask Dr. Ma to come."

Dr. Ma is also Dr. Ma from the emergency department, whom Jiang Fei had met before.

After Jiang Fei heard about Dr. Ma, he remembered the patient with acute appendicitis he was in charge of this afternoon, that is, the old man.

"How is the appendicitis patient in the afternoon?"

Jiang Fei asked quickly.

Wang Tianyu was taken aback, he really didn't ask about this matter, because it was not his responsibility, so he chose to forget it.

"Teacher, then... shall I ask?" He glanced at Jiang Fei and asked tentatively.

"No need." Jiang Fei waved his hand, stood up and walked out.

"Follow me downstairs and have a look."

Jiang Fei and Wang Tianyu came to the emergency department area on the first floor. At this time, the hospital was closed, and only the emergency department and the surgery department were still on duty.

There were one or two nurses walking back and forth in the corridor from time to time, but the emergency patients did not see two.

"Old Ma, how is the patient with appendicitis this afternoon?"

Wang Tianyu walked into the emergency room and called Dr. Ma out to ask.

After Dr. Ma saw Jiang Fei appearing, he showed a complicated look on his face. After looking at Jiang Fei for half a minute, he said depressedly: "It's really strange to say that after drinking the medicine prescribed by Dr. Jiang, after an hour, The old man fell asleep."

"After waking up at four o'clock, he defecated. After defecating, he said his stomach felt very comfortable."

"I went for a check-up. The pain from pressing on the McBurney's point is no longer obvious, the abdominal distension has mostly disappeared, and the body temperature has dropped to 37.2 degrees."

After Dr. Ma said this, he stared at Jiang Fei with an even weirder expression.

"The result?" Wang Tianyu continued to ask Dr. Ma curiously.

What else could it be?

Dr. Ma slandered inwardly, but had no choice but to answer: "There is another blood test, and the white blood cell count is 8x10 to the 9th power l."

"Neutrophils 0.745!"

"I remember that the previous white blood cell count was 14x10 to the 9th power?" Jiang Fei asked with a smile. He still remembered the previous blood test data.

Dr. Ma nodded even more depressed, but he really couldn't figure out why.

After taking half a dose of medicine, it is so effective?

It's obviously just some herbs, but with some wood at most, how can it have such a miraculous effect?

Dr. Ma couldn't figure it out, and of course he didn't need him to figure it out.

Jiang Fei casually picked up a pen and paper and began to write.

"Patients don't have to take the previous medicine, but take this prescription and let the nurses grab and decoct the medicine."

"After eating for two or three days, check the blood test again. If there is no problem, the patient can be discharged."

Jiang Fei tore off the note casually, and handed the prescription to Dr. Ma.

After Dr. Ma got the result, he stared at it carefully for a long time. He almost lost the words and couldn't figure it out clearly.

Stir-fried Atractylodes macrocephala, Magnolia officinalis, Tangerine peel, Poria cocos, Coix seed, peach kernel, red peony root and red vine.

It is these medicines that are repeated over and over again, how can they be effective?

"All of you, get ready for the surgery right away!"

Jiang Fei glanced at the pendulum clock, it was already [-]:[-] in the evening.

It's time for surgery!

After Dr. Ma heard about the operation, his face turned serious, and then he hurriedly handed over the prescription to the nurse beside him, and gave some advice.

"Doctor Jiang, are you sure?"

He asked a stupid question and regretted it after asking...