Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 453 You Fart

Except for a few pleasantries with Mr. Gong at the beginning, Zhao Yifan didn't say a word during Mr. Feng's diagnosis and Jiang Tao and Liang Bin's discussion of the illness.

He was so low-key that almost everyone forgot his existence.

After Liang Bin was stunned for a moment, a trace of sullenness appeared on his face, he looked at Zhao Yifan and said in a deep voice, "Doctor Zhao, what do you mean?" He still remembered Zhao Yifan shaking his head and laughing when he said the treatment plan just now.

It's just that it's inconvenient for Liang Bin to have an attack because of Mr. Gong's presence.

Never thought that this Zhao Yifan would jump out to fight against him again!
That's right.

In Liang Bin's view, the way Zhao Yifan shook his head and sneered just now, and what he said suddenly now, are all against him!
"President Liang, don't you understand what I said?"

Zhao Yifan raised his brows and said lightly: "You just said that it is the principle of consultation, so I can think that we are currently conducting a simple consultation on Mr. Gong's condition. The result of the consultation is that you and Mr. Feng support your plan , Dr. Jiang and I did not support it, two to two, a tie, isn't this an obvious situation?"

"Yes, Doctor Zhao is right."

Jiang Tao was annoyed at Liang Bin's words just now. Now that Zhao Yifan supported him, he immediately echoed and said, "President Liang, you said it was a consultation, so why didn't you ask Dr. Zhao? This seems to violate the principle of consultation." Right? At least everyone participating in the consultation should put forward their own views and opinions, you haven't asked Dr. Zhao's opinion from the beginning to the end!"

Liang Bin snorted coldly in his heart, looked at Zhao Yifan, and said flatly, "Master Zhao, what's your different opinion?" The reason why he said this was because Zhao Yifan was telling a fortune teller to the taxi driver outside just now.

"Xiao Liang, what Master Zhao?"

Hearing Liang Bin's words, Mr. Gong was at a loss, feeling baffled, and couldn't help asking.

"Mr. Gong, I was at the gate of the nursing home with Mr. Feng just now. I saw Master Zhao telling a fortune to a taxi driver. I don't know what he said to him. Anyway, I heard that the taxi driver had a master on the left and a master on the right. , I admire and admire Master Zhao very much."

Hearing Mr. Gong's inquiry, Liang Bin immediately explained what he saw just now, "Mr. Gong, before you came just now, Mr. Feng and I were still talking about Zhao Yifan of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Take it lightly, don't study hard for your job, but learn from those charlatans who tell fortunes on the street!"

"Oh?"

Old Gong frowned, looked at Zhao Yifan, and asked, "Little Zhao, such a thing really happened?" He couldn't believe it, after all, Zhao Yifan was recommended by Mr. Lin.

Who is Mr. Lin, Mr. Gong knows very well, since he recommended Zhao Yifan, then Zhao Yifan must have two brushes.

But from Liang Bin's words, why does it seem that Zhao Yifan is more like a magic stick than a doctor?

Zhao Yifan smiled, nodded and said calmly: "On the way here just now, I was bored, so I just chatted with the taxi driver for a while." Naturally, he didn't bother to explain anything.

"Master Zhao is really amazing."

Liang Bin curled his lips, and said sarcastically: "It's just the time to take a taxi, chat with the taxi driver for a while, he will have a master on the left and a master on the right, and he will fall in love with you. If you let you chat with him for a while , don’t you want to treat you like a god?”

"Dean Liang."

Zhao Yifan said indifferently: "Let's discuss Mr. Gong's condition now, not my affairs, right? You're always holding on to my affairs. I don't know what you mean."

Liang Bin said eloquently: "Zhao Yifan, you think too highly of yourself, don't you? Do you need me to take care of your affairs? You are not someone like me, so I don't bother to take care of your affairs. Since you know that you are now Discussing Mr. Gong's condition, then you, a master who was distracted at the medical exchange meeting and told fortune-telling to taxi drivers, don't interrupt here, understand?"

"Little Zhao."

Mr. Feng also spoke. Compared with Liang Bin's attitude, he looked much gentler, and said lightly: "Who is Mr. Gong, you must know or have heard of it. I don't know how you came here. , but let me remind you, when you are not sure, it is best to listen more and talk less, young people like to express themselves, I can understand, but don't use it in the wrong occasion, understand?"

Hearing Feng Lao's "preaching" attitude, Zhao Yifan frowned, and said to himself: "Feng Lao, you are talking too much nonsense. Discussing the illness is discussing the illness. I want to express myself? You are purely opinionated!"

These words made Old Feng's face turn blue on the spot, and his expression was extremely embarrassing.

In the domestic Chinese medicine community, Feng Lao's name is extremely resounding. In addition, over the years, no matter where he went, almost everyone who saw Feng Lao treated him respectfully and politely.

Even a big man like Mr. Gong would greet Mr. Feng with a smile when he saw Mr. Feng, and ask how Shaogang was doing recently.

Right now, in front of everyone, Zhao Yifan said that you are talking too much nonsense, and that Mr. Feng is self-righteous. How can Mr. Feng not be angry?
"Zhao Yifan, what's your attitude?"

Hearing what Zhao Yifan said, Liang Bin was startled at first, came back to his senses, and reprimanded him repeatedly: "Mr. Feng is a famous figure in our medical field. Is that how you talk to Mr. Feng? Why don't you hurry up and tell me?" Mr. Feng apologizes and admits his mistake?"

"Dean Liang."

With a pale face, Feng Lao interrupted Liang Bin, and first said apologetically to Gong Lao: "I'm sorry Gong Lao, I made you laugh."

Then, he turned his head and said with a sneer to Zhao Yifan: "Doctor Zhao, you didn't know about Mr. Gong's condition, and you didn't even look at Mr. Gong's medication during his illness, so you directly rejected Dean Liang's proposal." The treatment plan, in my opinion, you don’t have any confidence at all, so I kindly reminded you just now, don’t talk nonsense if you are not sure, and you don’t appreciate it. Nonsense, and you still say that I am self-righteous, um, let me ask you, what is the basis for your rejection of Dean Liang’s treatment plan? By the way, I once had an affair with Dean Tang Yuntao of your School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Yuan, if you can't tell me clearly today, then I have to call Professor Tang and ask him to find out what his purpose in sending you is!"

Zhao Yifan put his hands behind his back, glanced at Mr. Feng, and said calmly: "Mr. Feng, the basis for my veto is very simple. Liang Bin's treatment plan, to put it bluntly, is nothing more than a drug with anti-emetic ingredients. It’s just an increase, a treatment plan of this level is really laughable and generous, Liang Bin, what is your treatment idea? Is it to prevent Old General Gong from vomiting the medicine?”

Earlier, Liang Bin ridiculed Zhao Yifan as Master Zhao. If that was the case, then Zhao Yifan would not be polite to him and just called him by his first name.

"Humph."

Liang Bin said with a sullen face: "Zhao Yifan, I'm afraid you haven't figured out the condition of Mr. Gong's condition. The most important and urgent problem to be solved at the moment is Mr. Gong's vomiting. What, without adding anti-emetic drugs, how can you make Mr. Gong absorb the power of other drugs?"

"Then you mean that adding antiemetic drugs can control Lao Gong's vomiting?"

Zhao Yifan smiled lightly, and asked back: "Excuse me, what is the specific drug name of your so-called anti-emetic drug? You can guarantee that your so-called anti-emetic drug will exert an anti-emetic effect as soon as you take it, so that the drug will go smoothly. Enter the stomach, and the effect of the whole medicine can be exerted?"

These words immediately rendered Liang Bin speechless.

Even Old Feng was taken aback.

That's right.

The reason why Mr. Gong's condition is getting more and more serious is that the biggest problem is that he vomits up whatever he eats - he vomits up even after drinking a sip of water.

So there is no way to give Gong Lao medicine.

Because no matter what medicine, as long as Mr. Gong took it, he would spit it out immediately.

Starting from this point, Liang Bin prescribed anti-emetic drugs to Mr. Gong to prevent Mr. Gong from vomiting. From the perspective of treatment ideas, Liang Bin's ideas are extremely targeted, and he has grasped the fundamental point.

However, this is also one of the shortcomings that many people criticize in Western medicine - treat the head for a headache, and treat the foot for a foot.

Now Zhao Yifan asked straightforwardly, how can we ensure that the anti-emetic drug can exert its anti-emetic effect before it reaches the stomach, so as to prevent Mr. Gong from spitting out the drug?He was dumbfounded by Liang Bin's question on the spot!

This is also because Liang Bin wants to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and wants to show it in front of Mr. Gong. The treatment plan that he came up with in a short time, he thought to himself that with his experience and medical skills, he could guarantee that it would not destroy the potency of the whole medicine. In some cases, add antiemetic drugs, and ensure that the drug is mild.

But it overlooked one point.

Antiemetic drugs can indeed suppress vomiting, but to put it bluntly, the premise is that it takes a certain amount of time for the drug to evaporate before it can achieve the effect of suppressing vomiting.

If it is swallowed, it will be spit out immediately, no matter how well the dose of the medicine is, it will not help.

Seeing Liang Bin's speechless look, Zhao Yifan sneered, "Liang Bin, Dean Liang, at your level, I doubt how you became the dean, you couldn't have become the dean by flirting with others, right?" ?”

"You fart..."

Liang Bin couldn't hold back his anger, and uttered a swear word on the spot. Fortunately, he hadn't forgotten it. Mr. Gong was still here at this time, and he swallowed back the latter words abruptly, panting heavily, and retorted: "Zhao Yifan, Zhao Yifan! Master, then tell me what your treatment plan is? It won't be a fortune teller for Mr. Gong, right?"

fart?

Zhao Yifan's heart moved, a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Liang Bin, I didn't think about the treatment plan at first, but you just reminded me and made me think of the treatment plan."

"Did I remind you?"

Liang Bin was stunned, when did he remind Zhao Yifan?

(End of this chapter)