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Chapter 271 The real crisis of traditional Chinese medicine

"How is your plan going?"

Secretary Lang let out a breath of smoke comfortably, and tapped the table lightly with two burning cigarettes between them.

With a disappointment on his face, President Cao explained with a sigh: "I have to say, this Flavin's medical skills are really good, and the patients who have been sentenced to death by the Department of Infectious Diseases and the Department of Respiratory Medicine should be saved by the surname Huang. Come back, it doesn't mean that the family members have taken the baby to go through the discharge procedures today."

Secretary Lang frowned and asked with great dissatisfaction: "After so many days, only the Department of Infectious Diseases has consulted with the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Secretary Lang was extremely dissatisfied with the passive and perfunctory attitude of various departments.

President Cao has already raised a secret with almost all the departments in the hospital, and only one department responded for so many days.

President Cao knew Secretary Lang too well, and seeing the displeasure on his face, he hurriedly explained: "There is also the Department of Respiratory Medicine who has also sought out the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I think everyone is watching. Usually, many departments are not related to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Da, if you swarm up to seek a consultation like this, everyone will doubt it."

After listening to President Cao's explanation, the frowning brows slowly loosened, and the official voice began again: "Everyone is a revolutionary comrade on the health front, and they are all good doctors who serve the people. The group set."

As expected of a secretary who does political and ideological work, he speaks with proficiency and good psychological quality, and he does not blush when he speaks.

President Cao put on an attitude of humbly admitting his mistakes: "It's because of my backward thinking and the emergence of selfishness. Secretary Lang, your criticism is too timely."

In my heart, I was disgusted by Secretary Lang's dignified appearance, inconsistent appearance, and pretentiousness.

If it is not beneficial for him to take refuge with Secretary Lang, who would be willing to accompany him in his nauseous acting here.

Secretary Lang was very satisfied with President Cao's attitude, and continued to ask: "What kind of patient did the Department of Respiratory Medicine consult with the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

President Cao replied: "The Department of Respiratory Medicine consulted the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine for a patient with pneumoconiosis."

As soon as he heard the pneumoconiosis, Secretary Lang's face instantly became happy and said: "Pneumoconiosis is good, pneumoconiosis is good! Is Director He of the Department of Respiratory Medicine very good at doing things!"

Although Secretary Lang has no medical professional ability, he has been a secretary in the city hospital for so many years, and he also knows that pneumoconiosis is a terminal illness and there is no way to cure it.

Secretary Lang continued to ask: "How is the pneumoconiosis patient in the department of respiratory medicine now?"

Dean Cao's face became ugly again, and he hesitantly said: "The patient... The patient has taken traditional Chinese medicine, and his physical symptoms have been alleviated."

Secretary Lang's face became ugly again: "Isn't pneumoconiosis an incurable terminal disease!"

Secretary Cao continued to explain the search: "Pneumoconiosis is indeed a terminal illness, but Huang said that although Chinese medicine cannot cure pneumoconiosis, Chinese medicine can relieve the symptoms of pneumoconiosis patients."

Secretary Lang took two puffs of the cigarette in his hand, and the remaining cigarette butts were crushed into the ashtray. He stood up and walked to the window, looking out at the green scenery outside.

The Municipal Hospital is one of the few high-rise buildings in Prairie City that can overlook the grassland scenery.

While looking at the grasslands on the edge of the city, Secretary Lang warned Director Cao in a soft tone: "President Cao, you go to the department that specially instructed the department for our own people to find some critically ill patients for diagnosis and treatment by the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, don't always take Some petty illnesses have allowed the surnamed Huang to continue to increase his prestige in the hospital."

Secretary Lang paused for a while and continued: "It is very difficult for this doctor to accumulate reputation, but it is very simple to destroy a famous doctor. All you need is a medical accident, and you only need to die."

President Cao was a little stunned by what Secretary Lang said. He really wanted to see what kind of expression Secretary Lang had when he said this.

Secretary Lang didn't give President Cao a chance to speak, he sighed softly, and said very regretfully: "It's a pity, Huang Su is a good doctor, but who made him a Brigold."

President Cao coughed softly and said, "Secretary Lang, in fact, there is no rush to use the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine to bring down Brigold."

Oh!
Secretary Lang turned around with great interest and said, "What does President Cao say, let's hear it."

Dean Cao deliberately asked a question: "Secretary Lang, has the turnover of your Caicheng Hospital increased or decreased in the past six months."

Secretary Lang asked in disbelief: "How could it possibly decrease? I remember that the number of people seeking medical treatment increased in the first half of the year."

Dean Cao smiled slightly and said, "I saw a detailed report of half a year's profit statistics from Dean Liu, and the profit has indeed dropped by five percentage points compared to last year."

Secretary Lang looked at President Cao in disbelief, waiting for his explanation.

President Cao said cheerfully: "The number of people seeking medical treatment has indeed increased, but today the proportion of medical treatment in TCM has also increased, especially for critically ill patients in Prairie City. Now, more choices are made in TCM. You must know that critically ill patients are profitable for hospitals. The big head, the severe patients who used to pay hundreds of thousands to millions of medical expenses, are now cured by the Chinese medicine department with [-] medicines."

President Cao continued to laugh meaningfully: "Director Lang, as long as you wait until the end of the year when the year-end awards are issued, the Chinese medicine department will definitely become the target of public criticism. You don't need us to deal with the Chinese medicine department, and countless people will find trouble with the Chinese medicine department."

Dean Cao really didn't want to cause trouble in order to engage in traditional Chinese medicine.

Secretary Lang pondered for a while, and said very decisively: "No, half a year is too long, and there are too many variables. After such a long time, it is very likely that the position of the health bureau will be settled."

Seeing that Secretary Lang had made up his mind, President Cao reluctantly agreed, "I understand, I'll make arrangements right away!"

President Cao has made up his mind that as long as he goes further, he must keep a distance from Secretary Lang.

Doing things with this kind of person is easy to backfire on yourself.

Seeing that Dean Cao readily agreed, Secretary Lang gently patted Dean Cao's shoulder and drew a big cake.

"President Cao, as long as I can be the deputy director of the health bureau, I will definitely transfer you to the health bureau. Even if you can't transfer to the health bureau, I will let you go further in the hospital."

Dean Cao thanked him with a smile on his face: "I'm here to thank Secretary Lang for your promotion."

Secretary Lang patted President Cao on the shoulder again and said: "If we want to go further, we must first suppress the prestige of Briggood. The easiest reason to suppress Briggood is for an accident in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Do you understand, sir?"

"Secretary Lang, I understand!" Dean Cao stood up and said, "I'll make arrangements now!"

Looking at the back of Dean Cao getting up and leaving, Secretary Lang had a gloomy smile on his face, lit a cigarette again, and inhaled slowly on his own.

Flavin still doesn't know that a bigger conspiracy is slowly approaching the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

At this time, Huang Su was in the consultation room of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine to welcome the thanks of a couple.

A Mongolian couple, the man knelt on the ground and kept kowtow to Huang Su, while the woman knelt beside her husband with the baby in her arms, thanking him constantly.

The couple are the parents of a baby with measles.

The man kept kowtowing while thanking him: "Director Huang, on behalf of the whole family, thank you for saving my son's life."

Saying that, the man kowtowed to Huang Su several times in a row.

Huang Su hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the man's arm, while pulling him up, he said to Li Yan, "Li Yan, quickly help the child's mother up."

For a while, there was a commotion in the clinic.

At this time, Fu Jing also came to help Huang Su support the man.

After a few days of getting along, especially after a consultation with Flavin.

Fu Jing was completely impressed by Huang Su's calmness in the face of various diseases, and now he has developed a strong interest in traditional Chinese medicine.

He intends to learn more about traditional Chinese medicine during the time he was transferred to the department with Huang Su.

The three helped the husband and wife to sit down.

When the couple recovered, the man put the pennant and a few boxes of gifts on the table and said, "Director Huang, thank you for saving the lives of our children, this is our small piece of heart, don't despise the lack of gifts, thank you !Thank you!"

Huang Su refused: "I will accept this pennant. You should take these gifts back. Our hospital has regulations and cannot accept gifts from patients."

Where can the man take it back, he said again: "Director Huang, we really want to thank you. You don't know, before you got treatment, we had already made plans to lose this child. In ten days, we sold it. Nine beef cattle are for the purpose of treating the child. However, apart from the payment reminder, there is no news about the child's condition. Can you understand our desperation for more than ten days? It is you who saved our family from despair. Come back, this is just a little bit of our heart."

Saying that, the man pushed the gift in front of Flavin.

The woman heard her husband's narration and seemed to be holding the baby and sobbing softly.

Most of the patients in the infectious disease department are forbidden to visit.

Even diseases that can be visited, such as hepatitis B, hepatitis C, AIDS, and chicken pox, require very cumbersome examinations.

Therefore, many hospitals dislike trouble and prohibit family members from visiting patients.

Therefore, for many family members of patients in the infectious disease department, it is confusion, worry, despair and suffering.

Every day I watch my savings disappear little by little, but I don't know what the patient's condition is like.

Huang Su took out the pennant from the gift pile and held it in his hand: "I have accepted this pennant. You should take the other gifts back. I can't violate the hospital's regulations."

Since the city hospital has participated in the top three ratings, it has been very strict about doctors receiving red envelopes and gifts. The traditional Chinese medicine department has been stared at by countless pairs of eyes, and it can't give people the opportunity to take advantage of the problem.

Moreover, Huang Su II had already developed the habit of not accepting gifts.

The man looked at the pennants that had been hung on the wall of Huang Su, and knew that what Huang Su said was true, not a polite word, just moved the gifts one by one to the ground and took them away in a while.

After persuading the man, Huang Su said, "Since you guys are here, I'm going to give the child a final follow-up."

Huang Su first rolled up the baby's sleeves, and the dense measles on the child's arms had completely disappeared.

However, when flavin touches the baby's skin, the baby's skin is very rough and does not have the elasticity and lubrication that a baby should have.

Flavin reached out and touched the muscles of the baby's upper arm and found that the muscles were very loose.

The man looked worried when he saw Huang Su's examination: "Director Huang, is my son all right?"

Huang Su sat back in his seat and asked, "How was the condition of drinking milk before the child became ill."

The baby's mother said: "After he was born, he had a very small appetite, so every time he had to express the excess milk and throw it away."

The man said again: "Director Huang, is my son all right?"

Huang Su said: "The child is born with a weak spleen and stomach, so that the blood does not nourish the skin and the spleen does not nourish the tendons, which makes the child's skin rough and the muscles loose."

Hearing what Huang Su said, the man suddenly realized: "Director Huang, you are so right. After my son was born, his skin was very thick. It didn't look like a baby's skin at all. I thought it was born."

Huang Su nodded and said, "Put out the child's arm, and I will take the lower pulse."

Flavin pressed his thumb on the baby's mouth, and the baby's pulse was fine and minute, and it seemed that there was residual heat in the body.

Flavin loosened the baby's wrist and looked at the baby's tongue coating. The tongue coating was white, thin and yellowish, and the tongue coating was dry.

黄素回到自己的座位，拿出处方写道：党参10g、生黄芪15g、白术10g、茯苓10g、山药10g、麦冬15g、地骨皮10g、生地黄10g、竹叶10g、桑白皮5g、蒲公英5g、甘草10g。

Huang Su handed the prescription to the man and said, "Take this prescription back and continue to drink. After the child's body temperature returns to normal, come back to me for a follow-up consultation. The method of taking is according to the prescription, and one dose is taken in four doses."

Infants are congenitally weak in the spleen and stomach, and after recovering from a serious illness, there is still residual heat in the body.

Flavin can be added or subtracted with Astragalus Decoction and Zhuye Decoction.

Astragalus decoction can strengthen the spleen and kidney, nourish qi and nourish yin, especially for dry eyes, mouth, skin and birth canal.

The man received the receipt, got up with his wife, and bowed to Huang Su again with the child in his arms.

"Director Huang, thank you!"

After watching the man leave with the gift, Huang Su handed the pennant to Li Yan.

"Look for a place to hang it when you take a break at noon!"

Li Yan pouted and pointed at the pennants hanging on the wall: "Master, look at the wall where there are still pennants."

Saying that, Li Yan suggested with a smile: "Master, I think you should buy a bookshelf, put it in the consultation room, and put the pennant specially. The pennant you will collect in the future will definitely be indispensable. There must be a place to put it."

Since Huang Su took Li Yan as his apprentice, little girl Li Yan's smart and lively nature has recovered little by little.

Huang Su nodded and said, "We'll talk about the bookshelf later, and call the next patient."

Li Yan put the pennant on the table and thumped out to call the next patient.

(End of this chapter)