This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 829 A New School——The Money-making School
After listening to Du Heng's words, Director Wu also nodded lightly, and then continued, "Do you think his body can handle the teacher's return to work?"

Du Heng immediately gave an affirmative response, "It's totally possible. And according to Professor Lan's current situation, I think it's better for him to go to work than to stay at home."

Director Wu let out a long breath, "Okay, that's it, let's arrange it like this. After you leave in two days, I will ask Teacher to come back and take your place.

To be honest, now that you're gone, I'm the only one left. If I don't invite the teacher back to sit in charge, I'm really at a loss. "

Hearing Director Wu's arrangement, Du Heng hurriedly asked, "Director, have you asked Professor Lan's opinion? Is he willing to come back to work?"

Director Wu immediately laughed, "You don't know the teacher as well as I do. For the teacher, being able to come back to work is worse than anything else."

Thinking of Professor Lilan's performance in the past three or four months, Du Heng also laughed.

This old man really can't stay at home.

But after laughing, Du Heng still told Director Wu earnestly, "Director, it's perfectly fine for Professor Lan to come back to work now, but he can't work as hard as before.

If you can work half a day, it is best to work half a day. If you want to go to the outpatient clinic, my suggestion is to limit the number of patients. It is best not to exceed 30 patients per visit. "

Regarding Du Heng's exhortation, Director Wu fully agreed, "I have also considered the issue you mentioned, whether the old man is willing or not, anyway, his outpatient reception is between 22 and 30 every time, no more is absolutely impossible. "

Director Wu just wanted to say a few more words, but seeing the screen of the mobile phone on Du Heng's desk light up, Director Wu left with a smile.

As soon as Director Wu went out, Du Heng looked down at the phone, and after seeing that it was Gu Qinghong's name, he hesitated to pick up the phone.

"Brother Du, are you at work? Are you busy right now?" As soon as the call was connected, Gu Qinghong's soft voice came from inside.

I don't know where Gu Qinghong made a mistake, as long as he talks to Du Heng now, he uses this kind of soft and waxy accent.

The corner of Du Heng's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what expression to make, so he could only ask softly, "It's okay, I'm not busy. What's the matter, is there anything wrong?"

Gu Qinghong's voice was very brisk, "Brother Du, do you still remember that Mr. He we met when we went shopping last time?"

Du Heng thought for a while, then remembered who Gu Qinghong was talking about, and couldn't help asking, "Of course I remember, what's wrong? Did he trouble you?"

"No, this kid really came to the place where my aunt works today, and started to inquire about my aunt."

Hearing this news, Du Ji was also a little surprised, and couldn't help but said, "Could it be that this kid really has the heart to take revenge on us?"

Gu Qinghong on the other end of the phone suddenly laughed, and said cheerfully, "Hehe, I was just afraid that this kid wouldn't come to take revenge on me."

Hearing Gu Qinghong's words, Du Heng had the urge to hang up the phone, but felt that it was impolite, so he could only ask again, "No, you are not afraid of retaliation, so why are you calling me?"

"I'm not afraid of people's revenge, but what if someone gets angry and wants to take revenge on you? The purpose of my calling you is to remind you."

"Thank you for your concern, but he has no chance. I will go on a business trip in two days. It will take about two months. When I come back, he will forget about me."

Du Heng imitated Gu Qinghong and laughed twice.

I don't know if this is a serious matter, anyway, after this matter was finished, Gu Qinghong started chatting about other things, and had no intention of hanging up the phone at all.

But doing so made Du Heng very awkward.

After looking at the time, he took the initiative to say, "Student Gu, I have something to do later, let's talk when we have time."

After finishing speaking, Du Heng hung up the phone quickly, and then exhaled softly, thinking silently in his heart, is it possible that this woman is really going to change her gender?

While Du Heng and Gu Qinghong were talking on the phone, the protagonist in their call, that is, Mr. He, was chatting with his backer - Fatty Luo, in the teahouse.

At this time, Fatty Luo looked like an elegant scholar, slowly washing tea and soaking water with a teapot.

But from his pursed lips, the slightly raised corners of his mouth, and his eyes that were about to narrow, all of them reminded Mr. He on the opposite side that I am in a good mood now.

"Drink tea." After going through an unknown number of procedures, Director Luo was finally willing to pour out the water in the teapot.

But the cup for pouring water, even if it is full, it is too little and too small to take a sip.

But Mr. He, who was sitting opposite, picked up the teacup filled with water very modestly, and said thank you softly.

"Xiao He, the rhino horn you told me about, why haven't I heard from you in the past few days?" After pouring a cup of tea, Director Na Luo finally put down the teapot in his hand, and looked at it with a smile Mr. He.

When Mr. He heard the question, an embarrassed smile immediately appeared on his face, but then he said with a complexion, "Luo Chu, I just want to talk to you about this."

Director Luo's face remained unchanged, and he still looked at Mr. He with a smile, "What's the matter, look at your expression, is this something you didn't buy?"

Mr. He nodded slightly, and then softly described what happened that night.

But after Mr. He finished speaking, the smile on Luo Chu's face suddenly disappeared, and his face gradually became gloomy, "What do you think is that man's name?"

"Du Heng, this is the name he told me. And he also told me that he works in the Good Friends Hospital, and you know him too." Mr. He said while carefully observing Luo Chu's face.

As soon as Mr. He finished speaking, Luo Chu sneered, "Yes, of course I know him, a great expert. And he is a great expert who hugs his thighs. How could I not know him."

"Then..." Mr. He looked at Luo Chu hesitantly.

And Luo Chu sneered again, "This man, with his good medical skills and hugging his thigh, really thought he was going to be awesome, yet he dared to deny me face again and again.

Don't worry, you don't have to worry about his affairs, I will take good care of him.

At that time, he will cry and beg me."

Seeing that Luo Chu didn't pursue what he didn't buy, Mr. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.As for the matter of Gu Qinghong, Mr. He had nothing to say at all.

Seeing Luo Chu take a sip of tea as if nothing had happened, Mr. He bent down and picked up his bag from the ground, "Luo Chu, congratulations to Gao Sheng.

This is a gift I've found again, do you think it suits you?If you don't like it, I'll change it for you. "

Looking at the things Mr. He took out, Luo Chu finally became happy again, laughed and said, "I like it, I definitely like it."

Hearing Luo Chu's hearty laughter, Mr. He also laughed, thinking silently, as long as you like it.

After Luo Chu accepted the gift, the two chatted about everything.

But Du Heng who hung up the phone didn't take what Gu Qinghong said to heart at all.To be honest, he didn't believe that Mr. He would come to take revenge on him at all.

So, as usual, he opened the book and prepared to study for a while.

When he was about to get off work, Du Heng suddenly received a call for help from the outpatient clinic, which was called by Cao Binghe.

"What's going on?" Du Heng asked directly after arriving in the consulting room and seeing a middle-aged woman sitting in front of Cao Binghe, and no one else.

When Cao Binghe saw Du Heng coming, he also heaved a long sigh of relief, and then introduced Du Heng to the patient in front of him.

Then he began to introduce the patient's situation, "Deputy Director Du, the patient is 36 years old and has reported back pain for 4 years.

I went to the western medicine department to check and did various tests, but no problems were found.

I also went to see a Chinese medicine doctor and took a lot of medicine, but I didn't see any improvement.

And recently, the problem of back pain has become more serious. As long as I bend down a little to work, the whole waist starts to become sore and painful.

The pain has been unbearable for the past few days, and there was really no way to diagnose it when I was there, so I had to go to the capital. "

Hearing what Cao Binghe said, Du Heng couldn't help blinking his eyes twice: These two days are also strange, full of intractable diseases that can't be found by machines.

Sighing silently in his heart, Du Heng took a look at the patient himself, and then asked the patient to talk about his feelings during the onset of the disease, and then did a physical examination.

But after checking, Du Heng frowned again.

But this frown was completely different from the frown of the previous few days.Because this time after he finished the examination, he found that this patient was not sick at all, but simply weak.

It's just that Du Heng didn't come to a conclusion so quickly, but asked the patient to go through the checklist in her hand, and looked through the treatment records.

On the top are the patient's TCM diagnosis records and treatment records.

Unfortunately, Du Heng really saw it on the above, and the diagnosis made by a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine is also false.

When seeing the diagnosis result, Du Heng laughed softly, it seems that there are still reliable colleagues.

It's just that when his gaze slowly moved down to see the key point clearly, his eyeballs almost fell out.

There was even a moment when he thought about slapping himself twice, why did he make the next slap in the face so quickly.

Du Heng took a deep breath and looked at Cao Binghe and asked, "Doctor Cao, have you seen this examination record?"

Cao Binghe's face was also a bit ugly, but he nodded.

Du Heng took another deep breath and asked slowly. "What do you think about this?"

Cao Binghe smiled wryly and shook his head without saying a word.

Du Heng no longer asked Cao Binghe, but turned his attention to the prescription in front of him again.

Was the prescription wrong?
Yes, no.

In fact, the biggest problem with this prescription is that it is not right or wrong, it is too heavy.

A whole sheet of prescription paper, from the beginning of the upper left corner to the end of the lower right corner, has ten rows horizontally and six rows vertically, all of which are the names of Chinese medicines.So much so that on the entire prescription pad, all the remaining blank spaces may add up to less than two square centimeters.

It's written too densely, too much.

With this rough count, there are almost [-] herbs, and if you add the last few herbs that were squeezed in, it will reach [-] herbs.

When Du Heng added up all the subsequent doses, the number he got made his heart beat even more violently.

One thousand 170 five grams.

One kilogram means two catties.

This is only the weight of one pair of medicines, and patients have to take thirty pairs of such medicines in total.

A weak body, can you use such a heavy amount?

Even livestock, you can't use medicine like this.

Du Heng couldn't help but smiled wryly.

He has been working for 10 years, and he has seen doctors of Chinese medicine from all walks of life, and he himself is familiar with various schools of Chinese medicine.

But when he read the prescription and thought about it in his mind, he couldn't find a corresponding genre to endorse the prescription.

Jingfangpai?
Impossible, the prescriptions are notoriously simplistic in their prescriptions, and the emphasis is on Zhuan Lihong.Dare to use so many medicines, the coffin of the ancestor of the Jingfang School will not be able to hold it down.

Is that febrile disease?
Impossible to think about.

Although the febrile disease school is criticized by everyone, the febrile disease school pays attention to four ounces of medicine. This is why Du Heng often uses the febrile disease school's philosophy to treat diseases.

If you think about other schools of Chinese medicine, you can't find a school that fits this prescription.

If one insists on dividing a school, then Du Heng thinks that this school should be called the money making school.

Because you look up, down, left, and right at this prescription, it seems that you can’t see anything except the word money.

Sixty or seventy kinds of medicines put together, is it possible that you can still expect it to cure diseases?Does it still work?

Do we need to consider the mutual generation and mutual restraint of medicinal properties?Should it be combined with the actual situation of the patient?
So putting so many medicines together gave Du Heng the only feeling that he just wanted to make money.

A reliable colleague?
Shit peers.

Du Heng cursed inwardly, then raised his head and asked the patient, "Who wrote this prescription? Do you still have any memory?"

The patient glanced at Du Heng suspiciously, and then said a name softly.

And when Du Heng heard this name, he suddenly felt relieved.

This name is very familiar. He is a professor of a certain medical school in the south, and he is a relatively well-known professor.

This well-known is mainly divided into two parts.

Partly because of his great social influence, he did the same thing as Du Heng, that is, became an Internet celebrity doctor.Although he doesn't have as many fans as Du Heng on the Internet, he can be regarded as a relatively well-known doctor in the popularization of Chinese medicine.

In addition, the old man is old, has the status of a professor, and has a background in a well-known hospital, so his conversion rate is much higher than Du Heng.

The other part is that he has a reputation among his peers and industry players, which is very stinky and unsmelly.

(End of this chapter)