This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 288 Deficiency of Qi and Yin
On July 38.1, the temperature in Golden State was off the charts, [-].
The arrival of this temperature is also telling everyone that the hottest week in Jinzhou is coming.

As for today's highest temperature, or just the beginning, ready to soar to 40 ℃, it depends on God's arrangement.

But as long as we get through this week, the temperature will continue to drop, and at that time there will be a comfortable period of more than two consecutive months.

The human flesh hurts from the sun outside. In the Zhonghu Hospital, even with the air conditioner turned on, the temperature in the room is still very high, and it can't drop at all.

For nothing else, Du Heng's professional title has been evaluated, and now he has started to go through the formalities. It won't take long for him to be a doctor at the deputy director level.

The arrival of this news also allowed Du Heng to officially enter the top of the township medical industry, no matter in terms of position or title.

Since he received the news, there has been an endless stream of people who came to congratulate him.

First, colleagues from the health center, then classmates who work at the police station and the township government, and then friends who have a little friendship.

Send these people away, and the phone rings.

And just answering the phone, the phone was actually dead, and it started to heat up.

It was at this time that Du Heng realized that he had met so many people in just two months.

And those who have added phone calls and WeChat, and haven't bubbled up for several years, actually called congratulatory calls affectionately.

It was really what I told my eldest brother Du Ping that day, the road is easy and I have so many friends.

After Du Heng finished dealing with it, it was time to get off work.

And Gong Daoyang, who didn't come with Daliu, also appeared in the office in real time, "Xiaoheng, congratulations."

"Thank you, Brother Gong."

"Let's go, we must celebrate today."

"It's just a promotion. There's nothing to celebrate."

Gong Daoyang pointed at Du Heng very contemptuously, "Just pretend, there is nothing to celebrate if you don't celebrate. Deputy director, it is equivalent to wearing a white shirt if it is me. Do you think we should celebrate? Add up all your doctors, counting the district hospital, there are twenty deputy directors?"

Du Heng shook his head, "That's not true. The community hospitals are added together, and I have a total of four, and the district hospital has more, there are eleven. But my deputy director is different from others, and the gold content is not as high as others. Besides, if If I can compare with your white shirts, then I can wake up from my dreams with a smile."

"You don't care if he is rich or not. The deputy director is the deputy director, and he is one level higher than them. To put it inappropriately, when you go to the district for a meeting, you can sit in the front row."

Du Heng laughed loudly. After packing up the things at hand, he immediately got up and walked out, "Even if I don't comment on the deputy director, I can still sit in the front row."

Gong Daoyang shook, "Damn, I forgot that you are the dean."

"Let's go, Brother Gong, I'm treating guests today, and some classmates are clamoring to kill me, so it's time to introduce you to each other."

"Is it inconvenient?"

"It's convenient, they are all good buddies, the kind who are short of kowtow."

Seeing that Du Heng's invitation was sincere and not in a perfunctory situation, Gong Daoyang nodded and agreed.

After all, Du Heng said that it was just a modest word, and he was very happy in his heart, so happy that he was a little carried away.

Especially after Wei Kaida and the others vented their anger, Du Heng finally had a drink to save face, and then. . . . .What happened next has nothing to do with him.

After going to work the next day, Du Heng lay on the table and thought about what they ordered after he threw himself down yesterday, and it actually cost more than 5000.

But I clearly remembered that before I drank, everyone had almost enjoyed themselves, and it was only two thousand nods at that time.

What did the extra three thousand do?

One person nestled in the office thinking and racking his brains, cursing these bastards for being so inhuman, they actually spent more than 3000 more behind their backs.

It's not that I feel sorry for the money, but I just want to know where the three thousand dollars have been spent.

Having a headache, Wu Buwei knocked on the door and came in, "Senior brother, come to see your patient."

"Oh, let's go." Du Heng walked out of the office mechanically.

When he walked from the backyard to the consulting room, he remembered to ask Wu Buwei, "What patient?"

"Facial paralysis."

"Oh."

When he entered the consulting room, he saw a crooked face.

The left eye couldn't be closed, it just kept open, and Du Heng felt that his eyes were dry.

The mouth was tilted to the right, and when Du Heng came in, he stood up and said something that Du Heng couldn't understand. It was a bit like a big tongue, but Du Heng knew that it should be because the tongue was hard to turn.

The better part is that there is no drooling, no damage to the neck, and the neck is normal.

The patient was accompanied by a woman in her 40s who should be his wife.

Du Heng walked to the patient and said softly, "Don't move, I'll check first."

After the inspection, he took another pulse.

The pulse is astringent and weak, and the tongue is red and dry without coating.

After the examination, Du Heng was a little dumbfounded. It looked like a stroke, but what the examination gave him was both Qi and Yin injuries, especially the pulse that stopped and rested 50 times within 7 beats.

Pulse knots, palpitations, there is also a problem with the heart.

uncomfortable.

Both qi and yin are injured, that is, both qi and yin are deficient. Simply put, it is the loss of true yin and the serious injury of vitality. This kind of situation often occurs with those diseases that are slower and not easy to cure; problem.

"When did it happen? How did it happen?"

The man screamed anxiously, but he couldn't understand what he said at all. Du Heng could only turn his eyes to the woman next to him, hoping that she could explain the situation.

Seeing Du Heng's gaze, the woman lightly patted the man who was still gesticulating, and said with a sad face, "At the end of April, my husband came back from the car, and the family was eating together, and suddenly he couldn't talk. , I can’t close my eyes.”

Both Du Heng and Wu Buwei were startled, "The end of April? It's been two months, haven't you been to the hospital?"

The distressed look on the woman's face became even stronger, "I've gone, why didn't I go? At that time, we estimated that it was a stroke, and we immediately sent it to the Second Affiliated Hospital of Jin University. The doctor who saw the doctor at the time also said it was a stroke, but said This is a small problem. Drink some medicine and do their health care treatment, and it will recover in a month. But it has been two months now, and there is still no effect.

I ran into Hao Haiyang yesterday, and he said that he also had facial paralysis some time ago, and he was cured within seven days of you, so we came to you immediately. "

Who is Hao Haiyang?
Du Heng couldn't remember it, but after thinking about it, he seemed to have treated a facial paralysis, and he was a relative of Li Qingde, so it seemed to be him.

"What medicine did you drink last time, is there a medicine box?"

"We saw traditional Chinese medicine, and they prescribed traditional Chinese medicine. I took the prescription."

As he spoke, he took out the prescription from the bag, and there were actually many prescriptions.

Du Heng was also very speechless.

Going to the Second Affiliated Hospital of Jinzhou to see a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, how despised the doctor of provincial Chinese medicine?

What do you think?
After looking through it, I knew it in my heart, and then handed the prescription to Wu Buwei who was beside me.

Wu Buwei read it carefully and said, "Brother, this is Qianzhengsan type prescription, wind-dispelling medicine, is it okay?"

Du Heng sighed, "We have treated so many paralyzed patients after stroke, do you think it's okay?"

Wu Buwei was a little stunned, not knowing how to answer.

　Please ask for a monthly pass. It's the last three days. Let's clear up the inventory.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)