This doctor is not short of money

Listening to the secretary's talk, Vice President Su suddenly realized that there was an essential difference between the secretary in front of him and administrative managers like Wang Pan. That is, he knew Chinese medicine, and Achievements are not low.

The secretary didn't even look at the expressions of the two people around him. He just paused slightly and continued, "What I just talked about were the theoretical similarities between various traditional medicines. If this is applied to medication, That can basically be said to be exactly the same, and the medicinal properties of traditional Chinese medicine are universal here.

In addition, there are some treatment methods. In addition to ethnic special therapies, others such as bloodletting, moxibustion, scraping, etc. are exactly the same as traditional Chinese medicine.

Therefore, when traditional Chinese medicine has reached the level of Master Du, as long as he uses a little care, he can really master everything. "

Director Su stopped talking. The secretary's answer perfectly solved his worries.

Wang Pan chuckled and whispered, "Vice President Su, must you have heard this? Whatever our President Du wants to do, you just need to support him."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements as soon as I get down."

Director Su knew that his original purpose of going to the Institute of Acupuncture and Moxibustion was to balance the relationship with Du Heng. When Du Heng got his qualifications up, his current position would have to be given to others.

So Director Su didn't ink any more, and agreed directly.

I originally thought that the matter would be settled here, but Wang Pan said again at this time, "Don't be too anxious. Our Dean Du is very busy. He will have a job with the Administration of Traditional Chinese Medicine in a few days. We need to do it, and we need to go deep into the people to visit. I don’t know how long it will take.

So you can go slower here and screen carefully, like this. . . "

Before Wang Pan finished speaking, his assistant walked quickly to him regardless of discipline.

As the principal's assistant whispered, not only Wang Pan's expression changed, but also the secretary next to him and several other school leaders all widened their eyes.

"Principal Wang... How about you go first? I'll watch the ceremony. I'll take the others there after it's over."

As soon as the assistant finished speaking, the secretary frowned slightly, glanced at the stage, and made an instant decision.

Wang Pan's eyes froze slightly, but he hesitated for two or three seconds before saying, "The opening ceremony is also a big event, and it would be most appropriate for Secretary to stay and take charge.

In this case, I will go over with Vice President Su to see the situation first, and then give you a call.

If the problem is not big, you don't have to work hard to get over it, if it is. . .Secretary, you take the others with you. . .Went there with Du Heng. "

"Okay, Colonel Wang, you go quickly."

As soon as the secretary finished speaking, Wang Pan and Vice President Su pushed the stools behind them and left quickly and quietly.

However, after the principal left, Du Heng, as the opening speaker, did not notice what was happening behind him. He was still speaking impassionedly about his understanding of traditional Chinese medicine and his expectations for these new students.

After another five or six minutes, Du Heng finally slowly stepped down from the stage amidst the applause of thousands of people and returned to his seat.

After sitting on his seat, Du Heng took a deep breath to calm down his mood, but when he glanced at the rostrum and saw the two empty seats, he suddenly became curious.

Then he turned around and asked his colleagues next to him softly, "What are you doing with Principal Wang and Principal Su?"

"I don't know. I just saw Assistant Huang running up to the podium and saying something, and then Principal Wang and Principal Su left."

"Oh."

Du Heng let out a soft oh, and then he stopped caring about the vacancy of the leadership seat on the stage, and began to concentrate on listening to the speeches of the student representatives on the stage.

The process of the opening ceremony is fixed. Although it is a little lengthy, it is already streamlined to the simplest level.

Add in a few speeches, and the time went by three to ten minutes.

Three is 10 minutes long?

In fact, it’s not too long, but some processes are a little cumbersome and make people impatient, so they think it takes a long time. . .No, it should be that time moves slowly.

But no matter how slow it is, the process will eventually be completed.

When the meeting adjourned, Du Heng was still in a good mood. He greeted his colleagues with a smile and wanted to leave.

But after taking only two steps, Du Heng was called to his side by the secretary.

Du Heng smiled and said softly, "Hello Secretary."

The secretary just nodded his head lightly, and he didn't look particularly happy on his face, which surprised Du Heng.

Is it possible that this secretary has a problem with him?

Before Du Heng thought about how he had offended the secretary, the secretary said in a low voice, "Mr. Du, Mr. Sun is critically ill.

School Wang has passed, let’s rush there now. "

Old Sun?
Critically ill?

Du Heng had a very bad premonition in his heart, "Sun Jiaxiang, Mr. Sun?"

The secretary nodded solemnly.

Du Heng's heart was immediately filled with sadness and sorrow, but it was also filled with a lot of incredible things.

He just saw the old man yesterday. Although he is old and frail, he is not critically ill. What's more, he specifically told Dr. Sun yesterday that this was the case. . .this. . .

"Secretary, is the news reliable?" Du Heng asked eagerly.

The secretary immediately said with certainty, "Principal Wang has arrived at the hospital, and it has been confirmed that Mr. Sun has been sent to the emergency room."

"Do you know why?"

"I heard it was diarrhea."

"diarrhea?"

Du Heng's heart suddenly darkened.

What the elderly, especially those with weak energy, fear most is diarrhea.

As for this issue, I also discussed it with Dr. Sun yesterday, why didn't he pay attention?

My mind was spinning a thousand times, but I couldn't say a word. Under the leadership of the school secretary, other school leaders and Du Heng who had no particularly important work rushed to the hospital.

"What's going on now?" The secretary asked what everyone wanted to ask the first time he saw Wang Pan.

Wang Pan shook his head solemnly, "It's difficult to breathe and the heartbeat is a little fast. There are no other problems for the time being, but the doctor in the emergency department let the family members in."

The emergency department let the family members in. The meaning of this is actually very obvious.

The secretary sighed and asked, "What's going on? There was no news at all before."

Wang Pan also sighed heavily, "I just heard from Teacher Sun that in the morning, her daughter took out the cake that she had not finished yesterday and put it in the refrigerator to eat, and wanted Mr. Sun to eat with her.

Initially, everyone in the family advised against eating it, but Mr. Sun said that it would be fine if he took one bite.

But with just this one mouthful, Mr. Sun became incontinent in less than half an hour. "

Everyone sighed, but what they didn't know was that Du Heng next to him was about to die of regret.

Yesterday, he explained all the taboos he could, but he forgot this one.

But who would have imagined it. . . .

Maybe everything really is fate, and no one can control it at all.

As an old doctor of Chinese medicine, Sun Jiaxiang doesn't know if he can eat that cold cream cake?
He must have known.

But he must have overestimated what his body was capable of.

While everyone was waiting silently, more and more people arrived, including some very familiar faces to Du Heng.

But in view of Elder Sun's situation, everyone can only wait outside to avoid disturbing Elder Sun from too many people visiting.

"Director Du, please save my grandpa."

Suddenly, Dr. Sun pushed through the crowd, grabbed Du Heng's hand and cried out for help.

With this reminder, everyone turned their attention to Du Heng, and Wang Pan clapped his hands suddenly and said annoyedly, "Yes, why did you forget about you, Teacher Du. Hurry up, go in and have a look."

Glancing at Dr. Sun who was about to cry, Du Heng bowed his head and walked into the emergency ward.

Seeing Sun Jiaxiang again, Du Heng's heart trembled slightly.

At this time, the old man's complexion was pale and there was no trace of blood.

His eyes were open, but they were dull and blank. It was obvious that the old man no longer recognized anyone.

Du Heng was speechless and silently stepped forward to take Sun Jiaxiang's pulse.

But when I put my hand on it, there was not the slightest surprise in my heart.

Yangtuo!

The energy is gone!

No stomach qi at all!

In fact, Du Heng already knew the answer from the moment he learned that the old man was incontinent, but he still walked into the ward with a just-in-case mentality.

What if. . .Maybe it's still possible.

But unfortunately, after getting started, he understood that there was no chance this time.

The Yang detachment that I encountered before was actually caused by the Yang Qi deviating from its normal orbit and being scattered in the body without a system. Therefore, whether it is to consolidate Yang or to restore Yang to save the situation, there is always some inducement.

As long as there is an introduction, the foundation is still there, and we can develop and grow on this basis.

But Sun Jiaxiang is different. His Yang Qi escapes from the body. From the moment of diarrhea, the vitality is released from the Po Gate along with the stool.

Therefore, even if Du Heng has countless abilities, he cannot build a castle in the air without a foundation.

More importantly, Sun Jiaxiang now has no gastric qi, which means that his digestive system, stomach and intestines have completely lost their peristaltic ability and no longer provide nutrient absorption and metabolic services for the body, so this At that time, even if there was a century-old ginseng, there was no way to replenish its vitality.

Older people in this situation may know that when an old man reaches the last moment, his first reaction is to empty his intestines, and then within a minute, maybe three or four days, the old man is gone.

Sun Jiaxiang, this is the situation now.

Du Heng glanced at the liquid given to the old man and sighed silently in his heart again, but it was useless.

Doctor Sun saw Du Heng standing up and walked to him cautiously and expectantly.

Du Heng turned his head and glanced at Dr. Sun, and there were thousands of words in his heart that he wanted to say, but in an instant, they turned into invisible and helpless, "Talk to the old man."

After saying that, Du Heng stopped staying and quickly walked out of the ward with his head lowered.

Although Du Heng is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, his experiences in the past few years have made him accept death.

And with the advancement of medical skills, he also has a certain understanding and understanding of life, old age, illness and death.

But Sun Jiaxiang is different. Although the two of them have not been in contact for a long time, he is really a very caring senior.

This made Du Heng unable to accept death, but sadness still inevitably arose in his heart.

After leaving the ward, Du Heng was surrounded by Wang Pan and others. Although no one asked anything, Du Heng knew what they were waiting for.

But what can he say?

He could only shake his head slightly, then lowered his head and stood in the corner.

After a long silence, Wang Pan stood next to Du Heng and said, "Xiao Du, how long do you think you can hold on?"

"I can't say, but it shouldn't take more than half an hour."

"Half an hour?!" Wang Pan was silent, and after a while he whispered, "Then just wait, hey!"

"Hey!"

Du Heng said for half an hour, but only ten minutes later, the emergency room became busy.

Sun Jiaxiang passed away, and Du Heng became absent-minded at work. He was so depressed that he didn't want to talk. Even when a funeral group was set up, Du Heng declined directly.

Until the memorial service was over, Du Heng felt that he was still a little slowed down.

"Director Du, are you feeling better?" After the memorial service, Du Heng came to Tao Bureau's office.

Regarding Tao Ju's concern, Du Heng first let out a sigh of relief, and then said slowly, "Birth, old age, illness and death are the cycles of heaven, and no individual can escape from it.

Mr. Sun was over [-], and he finally passed away with ease. He did not suffer those unjust crimes, and he was happy and sad.

It's just that Mr. Sun's departure is a big loss to our traditional Chinese medicine community, hey! "

Tao Bureau also sighed, "Yes, there were still some areas in the Bureau that needed Mr. Sun, but now we have to make changes."

Then he sighed heavily again and said, "No matter how much you feel sorry, it won't help. We living people still have to look forward.

Okay, let’s not talk about such sad things. I have business to come to see you today. "

"Tao Ju, tell me, I'm listening." Du Heng also took a deep breath and began to adjust his emotions.

"I've told you before that we need to do a real thorough investigation of some influential Chinese medicine doctors among the people. Do you still remember this?"

Du Heng nodded, "I remember it. Tao Ju means that we can leave now?"

"It's your time to go." Bureau Tao chuckled, "In the past few days, three waves have been set off one after another, and the experts who set off have also started working in the local area.

Only because you have just come back, you need time to deal with your own work while resting, and because you need to promote it, so you have been procrastinating until today.

Now that your affairs are almost settled, do you think it’s time to set off? "

After Tao Bureau finished speaking, he paused for a moment, and then suddenly said, "I didn't want to rush you at first, but each of you is responsible for a relatively large area, and we also have many private doctors of traditional Chinese medicine, so the amount of this project is still very large. of.

But the bureau’s plan is to complete everyone’s basic research before the end of next year, and then start executing according to the plan, so we can only speed up the process. "

Du Heng nodded slowly, and then raised his own question, "Tao Bureau, the Bureau means that the whole society should find out? Is the amount of this project too huge?
If this is really the case, let alone one and a half years, even if it is given another year and a half, it may not be possible, right? "

Tao Bureau immediately smiled and explained, "How is it possible? The list handed over to you has been screened by the local Traditional Chinese Medicine Administration.

Moreover, the candidates we are mainly targeting this time are mainly candidates with traditional teacher-instructor relationship. Those with school experience are not within the scope of this survey. "

Du Heng breathed a sigh of relief, "That's fine.

The day after tomorrow, how about I leave the day after tomorrow?"

Tao Ju smiled and nodded, "Then I'll wait..."

Before he finished speaking, the phone in Du Heng's pocket rang. Du Heng glanced at it and hung up.

But before he could say sorry, the phone rang again.

Director Tao didn't press, but said with a smile, "The call is urgent, please answer it quickly, don't delay anything important."

Du Heng smiled sheepishly at Tao Ju and then picked up the phone.

"Hey, Director Di, what's the matter?... What?..."

Du Heng's face suddenly changed from sunny to rainy, and the darkness surprised Tao Ju on the opposite side.

"What's wrong?" Director Tao asked softly after hanging up the phone.

Du Heng said with a dark face, "There is a death case in Corey, I have to go back quickly."

"Oh, then you go back and deal with it quickly. I will make arrangements here." (End of Chapter)