Under, Chinese medicine flavin

Since Brigud's visit to the city hospital, Dean Liu has never mentioned the matter of Western medicine diagnosis in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Dean Liu knew that the city hospital still had Briggold's eyeliner, and the previous arrogant behavior had been properly restrained.

Those who are really disappointed are those doctors who are waiting to see the excitement of Chinese medicine.

The busyness of the hospital made all the medical staff quickly forget this little episode.

At nine o'clock, it is the busiest start of the hospital every day.

A gray-haired couple in their 30s pushed a wheelchair into the outpatient hall.

An eight or nine-year-old child was slumped in a wheelchair. The child was extremely emaciated, and even wearing the smallest size of clothes on him still looked fat.

The two eye sockets were as dark as a panda, the eyelids drooped, and the eyes were already unable to open, as if half asleep and half awake, with only a gap left in the eyes.

An oxygen bag was placed on his lap, and an oxygen mask was worn over his mouth and nose, and his breathing was also weak.

An eight or nine-year-old child should have been full of vigor, but now he is dying, as sick as a dying old man who is a hundred years old.

People passing by saw the child's appearance, and they all showed pity and distress.

The couple's faces were exhausted, and the Sichuan character on their brows seemed to be locked in a big lock that could not be unlocked.

The man said to his wife: "You and your son stay here well, I will register!"

The wife asked worriedly: "Can you do this? What if Dr. Huang refuses to treat our son? If not, we will find a way to find a scalper and buy a Dr. Huang's number at a high price."

"Don't worry, I've inquired. Dr. Huang is not only superb in medical skills, but also a person with very noble medical ethics. He will never leave him alone." The man gently put his arms around his wife and comforted him: "Don't worry, our child There must be salvation next time, just wait here for me."

The man went to the registration window and said to the staff inside: "Doctor, please call for internal medicine."

The staff inside asked: "Which internal medicine do you want to refer specifically? Respiratory medicine, gastroenterology, and cardiovascular medicine. There are many kinds of internal medicine in the hospital. What is your disease?"

The man thought for a while and said, "Doctor, which of your internal medicine departments is not busy?"

"Peneco!"

The staff replied without thinking.

"Then I'll do general medicine!"

"Are you sure? If you make a mistake, you can't retreat!"

"I'm sure!"

The man nodded firmly.

While issuing the order, the staff muttered in a low voice: "What a weirdo!"

The man and his wife pushed the child to the general medicine consulting room on the third floor.

Push the door open and walk in. Today's doctor is Director Qian.

Director Qian looked at the little boy in the wheelchair who was in extremely poor health, frowned and asked, "This patient is..."

The man said: "Doctor, my son suddenly felt short of breath for a year, and now it has become more serious. His limbs are weak and he can no longer walk. Now he can only rely on oxygen and nutrient injections to maintain his life."

The man begged, "Doctor, please show my child!"

Director Qian frowned, thinking that this kind of patient should not be accepted logically, and most doctors would push him away.

But unable to bear the man's pleading, Director Qian said: "I'll do an examination first, but the patient has already become so serious, I can't guarantee anything?"...

Whether it can be treated or not, let's talk about the inspection first.

The man quickly thanked and said: "Thank you doctor, we are very grateful if you can show it to our children."

Director Qian nodded and skillfully opened the list.

"Pay the fee on the first floor, blood collection and electrocardiogram on the second floor, color Doppler ultrasound and CT on the third floor, and liver and kidney function on the fourth floor. Go and have a checkup."

The man walked out with the list, bowed to Director Qian and said, "Thank you doctor!"

The man and the woman pushed the wheelchair out, and the woman asked worriedly, "Can this work?"

The man said confidently: "Don't worry, there must be no problem. These inspection fees will be regarded as registration fees."

This is already the last way to treat his son, and the man keeps giving himself confidence in his heart.

After two hours of busy work, the man returned to Director Qian's consulting room with a stack of examination reports.

From the moment Director Qian picked up the report, his two eyebrows seemed to be knotted and never stretched out.

The man asked: "Doctor, how is my son?"

Director Qian put down the report: "Your son has severe dermatomyositis. There is no good medical treatment at present. If you want to relieve the symptoms, you can only use adrenal cortex hormone for a long time, but I can't guarantee the effect. .”

But the man replied unhurriedly: "Doctor, other hospitals said the same thing. When we were treated in Peking Union Medical College Hospital, the doctor gave the child dexamethasone, prednisone, hydrocortisone, and methylhydroprednisolone." Song, but my son's condition is getting worse and worse. At first, he just couldn't breathe and couldn't hold things in his hands. Look at the present."

As he spoke, the man pointed to the little boy who was slumped in a wheelchair.

Director Qian frowned and said, "Even the highly skilled doctors of Peking Union Medical College Hospital can't treat your son. Why do you still want to come to the city hospital? Our level is far behind that of Peking Union Medical College Hospital."

The man asked distressedly: "Doctor, we also want to continue treatment in the capital, but we can no longer maintain the high medical expenses."

Director Qian shook his head with a sigh and said: "There is no good treatment in the capital, and we have nothing to do. The treatment I came up with has become ineffective."

Director Qian looked at the man and finally couldn't bear to say: "Why don't you go to another hospital, I really have no choice."

The man saw that his emotions were basically well laid out, and tentatively said: "Doctor, I think your hospital is a pilot hospital for the integration of traditional Chinese and western medicine. Why don't you invite a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine over for a consultation with integrated traditional Chinese and western medicine? My son still has hope of treatment." Woolen cloth."

Director Qian showed a hint of displeasure on his face, but he still called Huang Su's office.

Director Qian also wanted to see if Huang Su could cure such a heavy patient.

In the office, Huang Su answered the phone: "Hello, this is the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and I am Huang Su!"

On the phone, Director Qian said politely: "Director Huang! I'm old Qian from General Medicine!"

"Director Qian! What do you want from me?"

Huang Su was puzzled, why did Director Qian call her today? This person has the biggest opinion on the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and the two of them have never spoken in a meeting. …

"Director Huang, I'm in the outpatient clinic of the General Internal Medicine Department. I have a patient with a very serious condition. I would like to invite Director Huang to come over for consultation."

On the phone, Director Qian briefly introduced the child's condition to Huang Su.

"Director Qian, I'll go over right now!"

Huang Su quickly hung up the phone without thinking, walked out of the office, and called Li Yan to rush to the general internal medicine clinic.

Pushing open the door and entering the outpatient department of general internal medicine, Director Qian warmly shook hands with Huang Su: "Director Huang, you are here. This is the patient Zhao Jun. These are his parents Zhao Zhiguo and Tian Xiaojuan."

Director Qian introduced the patient and family members to Huang Su.

Even if he was well prepared when he came, and Director Qian, who had always hated the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, took the initiative to call for help, Huang Su knew that the patient's condition was definitely very serious.

But Huang Su didn't expect the patient's condition to be so serious.

The eight or nine-year-old boy was already as thin as a bone, his face was ashen, his breathing was weak, and he could only rely on oxygen to maintain his life.

When Zhao Zhiguo saw that the person he had been looking for finally came out, he couldn't hide his excitement: "Doctor Huang, you are finally here, please save my child."

Afraid of Huang Su's refusal, Zhao Zhiguo hastily assured: "Director Huang, you try your best to treat, no matter what happens, we will not complain about the result."

Huang Su is already the man's last hope.

For a year, Zhao Zhiguo raised money from all over the country to maintain his life at Peking Union Medical College Hospital. Seeing the high cost of treatment, the child's condition became more and more serious. In the end, the child could only live on a ventilator in the hospital.Once he was discharged from the hospital, his condition worsened. Later, the child could no longer walk, his eyelids drooped, and his limbs gradually atrophied due to lack of strength.

It is not an option to stay like this in Peking Union Medical College Hospital. It costs a lot of money every day. This protracted war of attrition against the disease is unbearable for the child, and neither can the family.In order to save money, the child's father took the child back to his hometown of Genshi for treatment, hoping to save some money.

It wasn't until Huang Su's name was heard that the husband and wife took the child to the city hospital by car, but Huang Su's number was too difficult to arrange.

The couple waited in line for two months, but they couldn't make it at all. Seeing that the child's condition was getting worse day by day, they had no choice but to do so.

Director Qian saw that Zhao Zhiguo's enthusiasm for Huang Su was completely different from his indifferent attitude towards himself.

Being a fool, he also understood at this time, Director Qian's facial muscles visibly twitched, and he was so dark.

Huang Su patted the back of Zhao Zhiguo's hand and comforted him: "Patient's family, don't get excited, we will do our best to treat the child."

Hearing that Huang Su promised to save his child, Zhao Zhiguo and his wife knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Huang Su.

"Director Huang, thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

"Patient's family, what are you doing, get up! Get up!"

Huang Su and Li Yan hurriedly supported Zhao Zhiguo and his wife.

The child turned his head weakly and saw his parents begging for help on his behalf, two lines of tears slowly streaming from the corners of his eyes.

To appease the patient's parents, Huang Su squatted on one leg and knelt on the ground, and took the wrist of the child's arm to check the pulse.

When picking up the child's arm, the child's arm is like noodles, feeling a little child's strength, letting Huang Su manipulate it. …

The child's pulse condition is already extremely weak, the inch part is as thin as silk, the joint part is intermittent, and the ulnar part is almost pulseless.

"Director Huang, can my child be saved?"

After seeing Huang Su's pulse diagnosis and standing up, the husband and wife hurriedly asked.

"Family members, don't worry, can the child take off the breathing mask now, I want to see the tongue coating."

"It's no problem to win for a while in a short time."

As he spoke, the child's father carefully removed the breathing mask from the child's face.

Huang Su knelt down again, keeping eye level with the child.

"Put out your tongue and let Uncle Doctor see!"

The child slowly stuck out his tongue, it was the first time for Huang Su to see a tongue with such serious qi trapping, and severe qi trapping appeared in the lungs, spleen, and kidneys.

黄素站起身来道：“李燕记方，黄芪120g、山药60g、党参30g、白术20g、茯苓20g、炙甘草15g、当归10g、陈皮15g、升麻6g、柴胡12g、仙茅15g、熟地黄15g、淫羊藿10g、巴戟天10g、生姜9片、大枣6枚。”

Buzhong Yiqi Decoction is an essential prescription for treating spleen deficiency and qi depression.

Flavored yam is added as the basis of this recipe. Yam is the first medicine to restore stomach qi. Curculigo curculigo, rehmannia glutinosa, epimedium, and Morinda officinalis nourish the kidney to strengthen the innate.

Hearing 120g of astragalus and 60g of yam, Li Yan stopped for a while and began to write the prescription of huangsu.

Astragalus 120 grams, Li Yan thought he heard it wrong, even adults rarely use more than 100 grams, let alone a child.

But because of her trust in the master, Li Yan continued to copy the prescriptions. If she had any questions, she would ask the master after returning home. It is not suitable to ask here.

After writing the prescription, Li Yan handed it to Huang Su.

Huang Su signed her name at the signing place and handed it to Li Yan: "Go to the pharmacy to get the medicine!"

General medicines are used in super large doses, which exceed the regulations of the Pharmacopoeia, and cannot be obtained in the pharmacy, especially for such drugs that seriously exceed the conventional dosage of the Pharmacopoeia, the general pharmacy will not prescribe the medicine. To prescribe the medicine, the attending doctor, The director of the department and the director of the hospital must sign collectively.

Because of the prestige of flavin, only the flavin signature guarantee is required for over-measured prescriptions in city hospitals.

Seeing Huang Su prescribe medicine for their child, Zhao Zhiguo and his wife clasped their hands tightly together excitedly.

Huang Su said to Zhao Zhiguo: "Go through the transfer procedures for the child, and let the child live in the ward of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

When they heard that Huang Su admitted his son, Zhao Zhiguo and his wife knelt down to Huang Su again.

"Thank you, Doctor Huang! You are the first doctor who dared to treat my child when we go home."

Huang Su hurriedly supported the couple and said: "I can only try my best to treat the child's condition now. As long as the child's stomach qi recovers, there is great hope for the cure of this disease."

As he spoke, Huang Su sighed and said, "I think the child's illness is in the early stage, but it's just that he has difficulty breathing, lack of grip strength in both hands, and weak lower limbs when he walks and falls easily."

Zhao Zhiguo nodded, "What Dr. Huang said is correct, but how could my son become more serious with the treatment?"

Huang Su explained: "At the beginning of the child, it was just a weak spleen and lung, which caused difficulty in breathing and weakness of limbs. Innately, the child's condition will naturally become more serious with treatment."

In other words,,,..version. 】

Hearing that Huang Su said that it was a problem with western medicine, Zhao Zhiguo and his wife showed remorse on their faces, regretting that their decision had caused their child to suffer so much.

Director Qian was angry, angry at Huang Su's slander of Western medicine.

But does Huang Su really wish them, of course not.

Do you really think that adrenaline is a good thing? It is true that after the injection, the weak limbs will quickly regain strength, but it is at the cost of damaging the innate nephron, but a child who is still developing, how many nephrons can he have? Injured by adrenaline hormones.

This is the charm of internal medicine of western medicine. For minor lesions and severe diseases, for serious lesions and critical illnesses, seek Chinese medicine for critical illnesses.

I really think that the cure rate of less than [-]% of Western medicine is just a joke.

"Hurry up and go through the hospitalization procedures for the child!"

Seeing the husband and wife leave with their wheelchairs, Huang Su let out a long sigh. Even if the child is cured, his longevity will be greatly reduced.