This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 365

As soon as Chu Xuwei stepped aside, Du Heng walked over without humility.

Then, according to his own steps, he examined the patient in detail.

To be honest, in such a hospital, if the patient's condition is not controlled or alleviated after being hospitalized, then there must be a problem with the dialectical examination.

Du Heng does not believe in people who can stay here, and will not prescribe medicines based on dialectics.

And the doctor just said that if you diagnose spleen-stomach qi deficiency, you can use Buzhong Yiqi Decoction to add or subtract it. There is absolutely no problem, and it is a very symptomatic prescription.

But now that patients do not feel the effect, it means a problem. Their dialectics are wrong, and their dialectics are wrong, so there must be something wrong or ill-considered in their examination.

So he has to check it himself, and he will not read their medical records.

After all the examinations were over, Du Heng asked the patient directly, "Uncle, how long have you been sick?"

The patient was already very uncomfortable being rounded up by so many doctors, and now that these people stood beside him and refused to leave, he felt even more disturbed, thinking secretly that he had some terminal illness.

He also heard others say that the young man in front of him was an expert, but he was in a very bad mood.The whole person said listlessly, "I have had a bloated stomach for more than 30 years, and sometimes it still hurts."

"Have you checked before?"

The old man nodded, but he still said lazily, "I went to the hospital for an examination and had a gastroscopy, and it was said to be... gastritis."

At this time, the family member next to him, probably his son, interrupted suddenly, "It was checked in our hospital, and it was said to be chronic superficial gastritis. I stayed there for a week, but there was no effect, so we went home. It took about three months, and it started last Thursday, and it started to swell and hurt again, so I came to the Chinese medicine department for hospitalization.”

The family member paused, then suddenly said, "By the way, my dad doesn't sleep well at night."

Du Heng nodded lightly, looked at the patient again and asked, "Uncle has an upset stomach, but his body looks okay, is it okay to eat normally?"

The uncle sighed, "It's okay to eat, a big bowl of fried noodles is easy to finish, but no matter what kind of rice it is, it doesn't taste good."

Not fragrant?

Du Heng raised his eyebrows, "How is the stool?"

"A little constipated."

"How often?"

"Once every two days."

Du Heng frowned again, once every two days is nothing like constipation, it can only be regarded as dry stool.

"Uncle, since my stomach is so uncomfortable, why didn't I think about watching it before and waited until now?"

"How should I put it, when I was young, I worked a lot and I was tired, my stomach was bloated, and I felt comfortable after two farts. I bought some stomach medicine and I came here like this."

Du Heng's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked, "Do you fart less often now?"

"Yeah, I can't fart twice a day." The old man asked Du Heng worriedly, "This expert, do I have some terminal illness?"

It was the first time for Du Heng to hear such an appellation, and while he was surprised, he was also very happy.

No wonder everyone is quite an expert. It turns out that in addition to making money, being called an expert will make you feel much better.

"Don't worry, Uncle, there's nothing wrong with your health, just take some medicine and take care of yourself and you'll be fine."

"Don't lie to me. I have also taken western medicine and traditional Chinese medicine, but they have no effect. I must be terminally ill."

Du Heng comforted softly with the warmest smile, "Uncle, you are really fine, the medicine you took before didn't work, it's because the medicine was prescribed wrongly."

As soon as the words were finished, the uncle on the hospital bed and his family members hadn't said anything yet. The doctor who just pulled Duheng into the water was anxious, and jumped out and said, "Dr. Du, why did you say that my medicine is wrong?"

This is the rhythm of directly tearing the face.

But Du Heng was not annoyed at all. He said that the medicine was wrongly prescribed in front of the patient, so he was not prepared to laugh and laugh with this person.

I didn't mess with you, you can check your room carefully, and just ask your director what to do, why drag me in?
Since you want me to enter the arena so much, don't blame me for being in a bad mood and hate you.

I have been the dean for more than half a year. In the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Gastroenterology of the Provincial No. [-] Department, he is also the master who sits on an equal footing with the director. When you come to the capital, you have to suffer from your grievances. If you are in the capital, are you superior to others?

With a slight smile, Du Heng turned around and looked at the doctor who jumped out and said, "If the diagnosis is wrong, the prescribed medicine is of course wrong. Is there any problem? Is the logic unclear?"

The male doctor was told that he had made a wrong diagnosis in front of so many colleagues and patients, and his face turned livid, "Dr. Du, you'd better tell me what I did wrong, or you have to apologize to me in front of everyone. Apologize to your face."

Du Heng grinned at the corner of his mouth, "I don't know how you asked the patient, but you must have heard it when I asked the patient just now. The patient said that the stomach distension was relieved after taking Yaqi. Just this, how did you diagnose it? Deficient in spleen and stomach?"

"you....."

The male doctor was stunned for a moment. This is a basic thing, of course he knows it.

But he didn't ask the patient about this when he was receiving the doctor, and the patient didn't say anything.

Moreover, most of the stomach bloating and stomach pain are caused by deficiency of spleen and stomach qi. His experience told him that he was right.

But unexpectedly, he actually overturned on a fart.

Seeing the male doctor being speechless, Du Heng didn't let him go, and continued, "The patient has a thick tongue coating and a stringy pulse. From these two points, you can't get spleen-stomach qi deficiency, right?"

A thick tongue coating indicates that there is a problem with the stomach, and there is nothing wrong with this.

But what about Xianmai?
The string is the disease of Mu Sheng!

The liver belongs to wood!
How can you dialectically show a deficiency of spleen and stomach qi?

This is pure nonsense.

Those present are all Chinese medicine students, and these people's education is either a master's degree or a doctor's degree.

It's fine if you don't explain it. Once you emphasize it, these people will immediately know where the problem is.

Anyway, no matter what the disease is, it cannot be due to deficiency of spleen and stomach qi.

Seeing the male doctor's face turn red, Chu Xuwei also felt his face burn.

No matter how he looks at this doctor now, he is not happy, after all, he is his soldier.

If it is said that Du Heng came to give a long speech, citing scriptures and allusions, this matter is not easy to say, but it can also be fooled.

But now being blocked by the corner with Du Heng's few words and the simplest answers, he is also shameless.

Sighing slightly, Chu Xuwei had no choice but to stand up to ease the atmosphere, "Director Du, since this is the case, let's talk about your diagnosis."

This bit of face should be given to Chu Xuwei, Du Heng smiled and said three words, "Qi stagnation."

"Director Du, let me explain it to you in detail. I believe everyone will not understand why it is Qi stagnation."

"The "Huangdi Neijing" said that the disease changes from qi to disease, and the symptoms of this patient are the typical symptoms of qi stagnation mentioned in the book."

Some people who have finished reading the Nei Jing have already begun to wonder where this content is written in the book, while those who have not read the book are directly blinded.

Du Heng continued, "The treatment method should be to regulate qi and relieve pain. You can add or subtract Yueju Wan and Banxia Houpu Decoction."

Du Heng gave Chu Xuwei a lot of face, so he didn't need to continue to ask, Du Heng just finished talking.

Chu Xuwei glanced at Du Heng, and then squinted at the stunned, red-faced male doctor, then picked up Du Heng's words and said, "Yueju pills relieve all depressions, and the six depressions come first, so the Yueju pills Its effect is also to regulate Qi, so there is no problem with this prescription.”

As he spoke, he took a deep breath, paused slightly and continued, "Banxia Houpu Decoction, also known as Daqiqi Decoction, is a medicine for harmonizing the seven emotions, and it also focuses on regulating qi.

Dr. Du is clever, and the combination of the two prescriptions has the magical effect of harmonizing qi and blood and preventing all diseases. "

Du Heng smiled modestly, and was no longer as unreasonable as before.

Chu Xuwei returned the medical records that he had been holding all the time to the male doctor, "Hurry up and write down what Director Du said, and Fang Zi will also write it down."

"Good director, thank you, Dr. Du."

The male doctor's expression changed a few times, but he lowered his head very sensiblely.

Afterwards, Chu Xuwei stopped talking and started to continue the unfinished rounds.

And this ward round, when it really ended, was already 10:30.

This is still Chu Xuwei's key investigation. If they treat everyone equally, it is estimated that they will be able to investigate until twelve o'clock at noon.

Du Heng also sighed, after all, it is a big hospital in the capital, there are really many patients in the hospital, and the conditions are complicated enough.

Like my own health center, although there are quite a few inpatients, most of them are patients admitted and treated by themselves. The ward rounds are to check themselves, which Du Heng finds very boring.

As for Shengyi, he doesn't have his share in every ward round.

Of course, if he is willing to participate, Li Jianwei is definitely very welcome, but every time Du Heng sees the few patients in Shengyi, he has no interest at all.

Later, Provincial One added a lot of patients, but most of them were admitted by him, or were stroke patients he treated, and he felt it was unnecessary to ask him to go to the ward rounds with the large team.

After returning to the office, Du Heng was free again.

Being bored, Du Heng thought about going outside.

The main thing is to find the place where the flag is raised and see how to get there.

After all, it must be a pity to come to the capital without seeing the flag raising.

And this Thursday, which is the day after tomorrow, happens to be New Year's Day, so he's going there even more.

Thinking of this, Du Heng immediately looked for Cao Binghe's figure, thinking of telling him when he left.

But as soon as this side raised his head, Cao Binghe's low voice sounded beside him, "Dr. Du, you have been so handsome for a few days, and you have solved a big knot in my heart."

Du Heng looked at Cao Binghe in surprise, "A lump in my heart? Could it be that this doctor bullied you?"

Du Heng's expression became slightly surprised, "No way, you are Professor Lan's student, that is Director Chu's junior, how dare this man bully you?"

Du Heng expressed disbelief in this guess.

(End of this chapter)