Carefree Path of Dreams

Chapter 402: Cure

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Affiliated Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Xijing University.

Although this was not the first time, Fang Yuan still disliked the atmosphere in the hospital.

Depressing, boring, and with the last bit of hope... it can easily make people feel suffocated.

"Haha... Professor Tian, what brought you here?"

Professor Tian and Fang Yuan wore white coats and arrived at the hospital office. They were immediately greeted by a chubby, somewhat bald dean with a spring-like smile on his face.

"Old Wang, this is the Xiao Fang I mentioned to you!"

Professor Tian pushed Fang Yuan out with a smile: "He is going to experiment with a new set of traditional Chinese medicine techniques and wants to find a few cases with you..."

"That's it..."

Dean Wang frowned, then relaxed: "No problem... just go and sit in court for a few days, I will take the responsibility!"

The reason for being so polite is that Mr. Tian is a Beidou-level figure in the field of Chinese medicine, and even he has some connections.

"Am I that kind of person? Don't worry, Xiao Fang's professional qualifications have been completed long ago!"

Professor Tian glared.

"Oh I got it!"

Dean Wang smiled: "Is this the student you brought? Sure enough, famous teachers produce great students!"

As for other probation periods, work experience, etc., he immediately ignored them: "What do you mean?"

"Dean Wang, I am here this time just to look for difficult and complicated diseases. Whatever you think cannot be cured, you can leave it to me!"

Fang Yuan smiled and stepped forward to pass the cigarette.

"Um?"

Dean Wang was startled and even forgot to fire: "Why is this?"

"The main thing is to make the patient and his family members desperate, so that they can sign an agreement, and there will be less disputes in the future... And I want three generations of old, middle-aged and young people, preferably patients with similar situations, for easy comparison!"

Fang Yuan stated the conditions in one breath and hinted that he would sponsor and donate to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital in his own name.

"Sure, I'll get ready right now!"

Dean Wang was stunned and quickly agreed.

After all, Chinese medicine at this time was far less popular than Western medicine, and even he, a hospital affiliated with Xijing University, found it somewhat difficult to operate.

"What kind of ecstasy soup did your kid... pour into Dean Wang?"

Professor Tian saw that there was no one around, and immediately asked carefully.

"I just promised to give some sponsorship... Of course, I won't do it openly!"

Fang Yuan smiled: "I personally use foreign exchange to buy some equipment and stuff, and give them to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and then you will donate them to the hospital on behalf of the school. It's all innocent, so what's there to be afraid of?"

"Alas...the young people today!"

Professor Tian was immediately speechless, and he didn't know whether he was happy or worried.

After a while, Dean Wang came back, followed by several doctors: "Hello, Dr. Xiao Fang, I have screened out the cases you want."

Three pieces of information were immediately handed over: "Lu Wei, 65 years old, with multiple organ failure, Zhao Guoping, 37 years old, with advanced gastric cancer, and Sun Xiaohong, 15 years old, paralyzed. These are all cases with similar cases. What do you think?" "

"Okay, I'll talk to them and their families later, and I'll pay for the medical expenses!"

Fang Yuan looked through the information a few times and found that they all had relatively average family conditions and were already overwhelmed, so the chances of them agreeing were very high.

"You are responsible for the agreement. I will go after you sign it!"

Fang Yuan closed the case book with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Why is there always so much sadness and separation in this world

"Ah? Okay!"

Several doctors left, and whispers came in: "Then why is the new guy like this? His nostrils are pointing upward?"

"After all, he is Mr. Tian's student. We, the dean, have to give him face!"

"You can't make fun of the patients... But being able to advance the medical expenses for the patients also solves a big problem for the three of us..."

"Dr. Fang! The three patients and their families have agreed to sign. This is the agreement!"

After a while, a nurse came in and handed three contracts to Fang Yuan.

"Well, okay, let's go see this old Mr. Lu Wei first!"

Fang Yuan stood up slowly, his temperament changing.

He was indifferent, clear-minded, and had a bit of the sincerity of a great doctor, which made the little nurse rub her eyes.

She seemed to have only seen doctors with such a temperament in a few old professors.

Fang Yuan ignored this and entered the ward: "Is this Mr. Lu Wei? I am your attending doctor for this course of treatment!"

"Is that you?"

The middle-aged men and women next to him looked at Fang Yuan suspiciously and muttered something to themselves: "Anyway, you all reimbursed my old man's medical expenses while he was hospitalized, right?"

"Yes!"

Fang Yuan nodded.

"Very good, I'll leave it to you then. Remember to hire a caregiver every day!"

Several people immediately left in a hurry, and Fang Yuan sighed secretly at the feeling of relief after getting out of trouble.

It is no lie to say that there is no filial son beside the bedside of a long-term illness.

On the hospital bed, the old man had his eyes open, but there was not much expression on his face with criss-crossing wrinkles. He was either unable to express himself or was numb.

"The previously arranged treatment will be suspended for now. I'll give him a needle to check..."

Fang Yuan sat next to him and took out a silver needle.

The needle he used at this time was about three inches long and very soft, which made the nurse next to him look a little surprised.

Not every doctor can use such a long and thin needle. If one is not good, it may bend before it penetrates into the acupuncture point.

"Hmm... Sure enough, the candle of life is like a candle in the wind, and the body is like a rotten wood!"

Using the acupuncture method in the Qingsang Meridian Supplementary Treatise, Fang Yuan made a slight stab.

A burst of inner breath slowly passed by, and the old man's energy perked up, and his eyes finally turned.

"Mr. Lu... I am just a doctor, not a god. Therefore, my treatment can only relieve your pain and make your last journey in life more peaceful!"

Fang Yuan applied the acupuncture meticulously and spoke slowly.

"Sick...the patient's mouth is moving!"

The nurse screamed with sharp eyes.

In her eyes, the old man was almost dying, and it would not be unusual for him to die immediately. But at this time, the old man's face softened a lot, and he didn't seem to be in so much pain

"Thank you... thank you!"

The old man moved his lips and uttered two words.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do!"

Fang Yuan stood up with a smile and called the nurse: "From now on, you will take care of him personally. I don't need to explain other dietary taboos, right?"

"Oh yes!"

Fang Yuan now had a mysterious impression in the little nurse's mind, and he immediately agreed without daring to violate it.

"No! I won't agree!"

In the evening, after giving No. 2 Zhao Guoping acupuncture and comforting his wife whose eyes were red next to him, Fang Yuan came to the last ward.

Inside, a fierce female voice came out: "Xiaohong's condition has just been brought under control, how can you change the attending doctor rashly? I don't agree!"

"Ahem... Qin Wanqing, pay attention to your words. This is the dean's decision. Besides, the patient's family has also agreed. What are you messing with?"

A fellow doctor advised me.

"Dr. Qin, we are very grateful for your kindness, but Xiaohong still wants to stand up. We don't want to miss any hope..."

A middle-aged couple said with red eyes.

“…”

Dr. Qin suddenly fell silent. He really wanted to say that after examination, the patient's thigh had already suffered nerve necrosis, and even a miracle would make it impossible for him to stand up again.

But at this time, looking at the girl with big eyes who was half leaning on the bed, her lips moved and she was speechless. After a long time, she found the target of the gun:

"If he is a famous doctor, I will admit it... But Xiaohong, you have to know that the doctor who treats you is only sixteen years old this year!"

"What?"

"Sixteen years old?"

Sun Xiaohong's parents were shocked. Although there were examples of young doctors doing better than older doctors in Western medicine, this was unique among Chinese medicine, and they immediately retreated.

"Ahem... This Dr. Qin, talking about others behind their backs is not a good moral character!"

Fang Yuan felt a little embarrassed when he heard it outside, but he still coughed and walked in.

"Are you... Doctor Fang?"

When Sun's father saw Fang Yuan, his eyes lit up.

I have to say that Fang Yuan was quite good-looking at this time. He was mature and tall. Anyone who said he was in his twenties would definitely believe him. He also had a special temperament that made people forget the ordinary at first sight. He was quite capable of bluffing people. of.

"I still insist on my opinion... If Mr. Tian comes in person, I have nothing to say, but you, I don't agree!"

Qin Wanqing said coldly.

"It's your business if you don't agree. As long as the patient and family agree, don't get in my way!"

Fang Yuan put his hands in his pockets and stepped forward nonchalantly.

Although this Qin Wanqing is a rare beauty in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, with a combined appearance and temperament of at least 90%, in his eyes, she is still no different from an ordinary female nurse.

"Is your name Xiaohong?"

When he came to the bedside, he saw the girl half-reclining.

Sun Xiaohong has a melon-shaped face, her cheeks are a little sallow, but her eyes are big and bright, making people seem to see hope in them.

"It's me! You're only sixteen? You're only one year older than me!"

Sun Xiaohong blinked.

"Haha... That's true!"

Fang Yuan nodded: "How is it? Do you still want to stand up?"

"think!"

Sun Xiaohong said firmly.

"Then trust me, it'll be fine!"

Fang Yuan's eyes flashed and he smiled softly.

Unexpectedly, just looking for a few paper examples will lead to unexpected gains.

In his fiery eyes, the life magnetic field in this girl named Sun Xiaohong was comparable to that of an adult, making him seem to be seeing Zhao Daniu.

This is an evolver. Although the level is very low, he is only slightly more energetic than others. But if he is guided correctly, he may develop some abilities, such as self-healing, etc., and cooperate with the Qingsang Meridian Complementary Theory. With magical power, there is a high degree of confidence that it can be restored directly.

"Not bad, this one is enough to rival the previous ten or a hundred!"

Fang Yuan's eyes lit up, but this slight strangeness, in Qin Wanqing's eyes, was a typical example of malicious intent: "Fang Yuan, I'm warning you, don't act recklessly!"