The atmosphere during the meeting was very good, that is, due to the schedule in the afternoon, the meal was relatively fast.
After eating and drinking, Professor Mo waved to Zhou Jinyuan, "Xiao Zhou, let me ask, have you joined any academic groups?"
Zhou Jinyuan shook his head, his family has been practicing medicine in the countryside for generations, and he didn't have a medical license before. He was the first in his family to be admitted to the hospital, let alone the one in this group.
Professor Mo has seen countless people. He has heard about the case of Zhou Jinyuan's silent diagnosis, and watched Zhou Jinyuan use Xiaoqinglong Decoction. He already knows Zhou Jinyuan's level.
He is the leader of the Haizhou Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and he has always spared no effort to support and support the newcomers, "Then I see, you should join our Haizhou Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine. There will also be a platform in the future, so we can communicate more!"
"Ah? I don't have enough qualifications, do I? And I'm from Yingzhou!" Although Zhou Jinyuan was clever, he couldn't figure out the way inside without contact.
"Of course we can break the rules for outstanding talents." The leader of the institute was overjoyed and interjected.
With Professor Mo's recommendation, he definitely didn't run away. Although Zhou Jinyuan has a low professional title, he has excellent expertise.
If he joins the Haizhou Provincial Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine with Professor Mo as the leader, he might be called an expert in the future—although generally only those who are above the chief physician are called experts.
"That's right, and Xiao Zhou, you have been a doctor since elementary school, and your practical experience is no less than that of some doctors with higher professional titles. You can be regarded as a young and old Chinese medicine doctor, right?" Xie Min also followed half-jokingly.
Professor Mo even said: "What's wrong with Yingzhou? You are working in Haizhou now, so I will recruit you for Haizhou before the association in your hometown recruits you!"
This place of origin is really not a problem, Zhou Jinyuan is now practicing medicine in Haizhou.
After thinking about it, he probably wanted to open a clinic in Haizhou, and even if he returned to Yingzhou to live in the future, he would be inseparable from Haizhou. Furthermore, it is precisely because of the clinic that it is better to have such a name.
Thinking of this, Zhou Jinyuan didn't shirk anymore, and toasted Professor Mo with tea and wine, "Thank you for taking care of me, senior."
That's almost settled.
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In the afternoon, it was time for Zhou Jinyuan to give a lecture in the first session.
A considerable number of people are actually somewhat lacking in interest.
Zhou Jinyuan was famous first, and was praised by Professor Mo later, which was originally impressive. It's a pity that he was named and tested later, and he flinched, making people feel that young people are still unreliable.
Not everyone dined with them and knew the story behind that dose of Xiaoqinglong Soup.
Zhou Jinyuan didn't seem to feel the impetuousness below, adjusted the PPT, and then said: "First of all, I am honored to have the opportunity to share my experience in medical practice with all seniors here today. I express some of my personal views on medical practice for your reference. Please forgive me if there are any deficiencies.”
He spoke very modestly at the beginning, but as soon as the PPT was slid, and the prescriptions and medical records were released, the rest slowly became quiet.
After the silence, it was a bit noisy again, because the patients in Zhou Jinyuan's medical records were basically cured with one dose, at most three doses.
Zhou Jinyuan's medical record was written in great detail, and all the experts present at the scene looked at it at first glance, and the changes in his condition, diagnosis and treatment, etc. did not seem to be fabricated. It is as if it is ordinary to write how the doctor differentiates the syndrome, which makes everyone a little surprised.
The treatment process is all so clean and neat, and the curative effect is very good, not just one case, but many cases, even among the classic prescriptions that are known for their rapid curative effect, they are still eye-catching.
These colleagues who don't know Zhou Jinyuan's performance can't help discussing, this case is too exaggerated——
"The Jingfang family is famous for its quick results, which are like drums, so I also choose cases with quick results. All the prescriptions I use are this one.
"My personal idea of formulating the prescription is that in order for this prescription to be widely used, or even passed down, we must focus on the main symptoms, and there should be no more than three. In clinical practice, there is no need to be too entangled in disease names, syndrome differentiation, and syndrome differentiation. Distinguish the evidence clearly, and then you can treat it!"
Syndrome, syndrome, and disease are all different concepts. For example, a cold is a "disease", which is divided into different "syndrome". There are wind-cold, wind-heat, and qi deficiency. symptom".
The main symptoms Zhou Jinyuan mentioned were symptoms.
His words were concise and concise, which made the colleagues who were still a little confused about the medical case shine in the eyes, and began to calm down and listen to his explanation slowly.
Then, Zhou Jinyuan extended from this point, how his own prescription grasps the main symptoms, how to identify the main symptoms in the clinic, and also connects to the application of the classic prescriptions, drawing inferences by analogy.
"Finally, there are a few words that have nothing to do with the topic. Many seniors should know that I am a Taoist doctor. Yes, not only am I, but I also use Zhu Youshu in practicing medicine.
"Zhu You Shu is a treatment given by ancient doctors in the name of ghosts and gods. The essence is actually to transfer essence and change qi, and change the patient's mentality and spirit. I think there is nothing wrong with it."
Zhou Jinyuan looked around and said: "I believe everyone agrees that medicine has the same origin. The sick, from Guang and C. C is fire, corresponding to the heart. Therefore, the disease should be cured, and the heart should be treated together! If there is a chance, I hope to give it to you again." Tell me about Zhu Youshu as I understand it!"
These words are in response to those who, like Dr. Zhu, have doubts about his identity as a Taoist doctor.
People from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine responded first, and then there was warm applause from the audience.
Leaving aside the last words, what Zhou Jinyuan said in an hour was all nonsense.
Moreover, he analyzed his thoughts quite clearly. It can be said that after listening to this lecture, all the doctors present here can apply his self-made formula freely as long as they are not too stupid!
This caused some people to have a good impression of Zhou Jinyuan, and naturally some people felt subtle.
Director Xie once complained to Zhou Jinyuan that Chinese medicine has declined now, but there are still some colleagues who are not open-minded, and she quite disagrees with some of her own prescriptions and experience, which are strictly guarded.
It is understandable to have to eat, but some people have reached the point of being mysterious and vague, so that no one can figure out how they treat the disease. Don't talk about colleagues, the patient may be confused when he recovers from his illness.
This has been around since ancient times. Some people have to take a prescription with excellent curative effect for several generations, so of course it must be kept secret. The most exaggerated, when dispensing the medicine, the prescription will be separated and different people will be sent to different pharmacies to dispensing the medicine, so as not to reveal the secret recipe.
Compared with some people, Zhou Jinyuan's behavior made the people present feel that the trip was worthwhile. This young man's sharing of experience was real and effective. Thinking about it carefully, in terms of what they got, it was no worse than listening to Professor Mo's lecture!
They didn't know that Zhou Jinyuan didn't take any money for sharing the invincible hair growth spirit, and it was common for him to teach his colleagues to burn mountain fires and to use strange acupoints outside the scriptures.
When it came to the interactive session, everyone asked questions enthusiastically, the atmosphere was high, and Zhou Jinyuan also answered them in detail.
Finally, when his time was up, he bowed and stepped off the stage, and the whole venue continued to applaud.
The invited experts from other provinces also frequently told the leaders of the institute and Professor Mo and others that it seems that Haizhou's academic atmosphere is very good, which makes them look good.
After the process of the day was over, Professor Mo found Zhou Jinyuan again, "I still have something to do, I will talk about it when I have time. You should prepare the membership materials I mentioned. If you don't understand, your courtyard should help you."
"Also, let me introduce this one to you. It is President Luo of our Haizhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine." Professor Mo introduced a gray-haired man to Zhou Jinyuan.
An expert like Professor Mo always has a full schedule.
After he left, Principal Luo greeted Zhou Jinyuan, "We have dinner at a table at noon. I asked Professor Mo to recommend it again. I really appreciated the lecture just now! I thought about some details just now. I want to ask you."
"Don't be ashamed, tell me." Zhou Jinyuan said modestly, thinking that this is Xiaoxue's school.
Principal Luo praised him severely, asked some questions that he didn't have time to finish just now, and finally said: "Hey, speaking of it, I want to ask, do you have any ideas about teaching? Our University of Chinese Medicine also has an affiliated hospital... "
Zhou Jinyuan has never been a teacher, but this may be his talent. He speaks in a simple way, which is very easy to understand, and all of them are dry goods and very practical. But not every wise doctor is a wise teacher. Principal Luo thinks that Zhou Jinyuan has the potential to be a teacher.
Although it was a temporary idea, he felt that it was well-founded.
The most important thing is that even Professor Mo is optimistic, can Professor Mo's vision be wrong...
"Ah?" Zhou Jinyuan really didn't expect this. When he lectured, he had the idea of being understood, and even a sharing mentality. "Are you kidding, the teacher of the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine doesn't have a doctorate degree."
"Haha, it's a pity, it's a pity. If you have an idea, you can really try it and benefit more students." Principal Luo smacked his lips. It was also the first time he met Zhou Jinyuan. If he had this idea, just mention it. Let's see Zhou Jinyuan's reaction , it seems that I have never considered this aspect. Forget it, let's just let it go.
…
Besides, Professor Mo drove to his office after leaving the venue. He had an appointment with a patient at seven o'clock. After a quick meal, the clock had already reached six forty.
The patient was very punctual and arrived at the office at 6:55. The patient was a man wearing a white trench coat, mask and hat.
After entering the room, he took off his hat and mask, revealing a snow-white face and white hair of the same color, even the eyelashes are white, only the irises and pupils are cold pink.
His pace was a bit slow, his white clothes and white hair seemed to be covered with a long-awaited heavy snow, which shocked the onlookers.
"Professor Mo, hello." The visitor shook hands with Professor Mo.
"Mr. Jin, I have admired you for a long time. I like your music very much." Professor Mo said this first.
The patient in front of me who inherits albinism is called Jin Chuoxian. He is a composer. Because he was invited to score some popular movies in recent years, his reputation has also expanded beyond the professional field.
Jin Chuoxian has almost never made public appearances. This is not because he cares about his appearance. On the contrary, he just has a low-key personality. This also leads to many people who have heard his name, but few people know his appearance.
And because of his low profile, fans and others have no way of knowing that he has cancer.
Half a month ago, a doctor told him that the remaining time was no more than half a year.
The company still didn't give up, and contacted Professor Mo, who is famous for his miracles, for Jin Chuoxian. Maybe from the perspective of Chinese medicine, there is a cure. Didn't it mean that only a doctor's visit by Professor Mo can decide life or death
Professor Mo's schedule is extremely full, and it is because he knows that the patient is Jin Chuoxian that he spares time tonight for diagnosis and treatment.
Cancer is indeed a difficult problem that cannot be completely overcome so far, but some early-stage patients can be cured medically and survive for five years.
And for those who are not in good condition, they can survive with cancer, control and alleviate the disease, prolong life, eliminate cancerous symptoms, and even maintain a normal state.
Professor Mo tried his best to save Shen Zhou and prolong the lives of patients who were declared dead by other hospitals. For many years since then, the follow-up patients have been in good condition, the lesions are stable, and they can take care of themselves, just like ordinary people.
"Please sit down." Looking at this patient, Professor Mo felt very sorry. Jin Chuo was only 30 years old, and he was in the prime of his life and creation, but he suffered from liver cancer. God is really jealous of talents.
The electronic version of Jin Chuoxian's medical records had already been sent to Professor Mo for review. He put his hand on Jin Chuoxian's snow-white wrist, closed his eyes slightly as if in meditation, and felt his pulse carefully.
Jin Chuoxian breathed lightly, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed. He was waiting for a result——
It took five full minutes before Professor Mo let go of his hand and opened his eyes.
Professor Mo didn't speak immediately, he seemed to be phrasing, he looked at Jin Chuoxian, but Jin Chuoxian seemed to understand something, and said softly: "Professor Mo, please speak directly."
Professor Mo knew that some people said that he could tell the truth about life and death with one diagnosis, but he never dared to claim that, and even hated such a reputation.
He is not the king of Hades, let alone a so-called genius doctor. He also has his own good and bad symptoms, and he just does his best. The excessive deification of doctors by others or by oneself sometimes creates psychological pressure on patients virtually.
He knew that in the previous treatment, Jin Chuoxian had been very cooperative and had a strong desire to survive, so he couldn't bear it even more, but he had to say it anyway.
After much deliberation, Professor Mo said: "Mr. Jin, this is my personal diagnosis... My ability is limited, and I'm afraid I can't do better than your previous attending doctor..."
Jin Chuoxian couldn't show any expression for a while, and he couldn't listen to what Professor Mo said.
Professor Mo wrote down a prescription, "This medicine should relieve your current pain and improve your quality of life."
Cancer pain is very scary. Long-term use of painkillers will gradually lead to drug resistance, longer and longer labor pains, side effects, and some are even addictive.
Professor Mo also treated some hopeless cancer patients. The pain made them unable to sleep. The family members and patients only hoped that the quality of life in the last days could be better.
Therefore, he used toad, borneol and other medicines to make external application medicines, which have good pain-relieving effects on liver cancer and lung cancer, and have no side effects.
There was nothing he could do to recover from his illness, it was the only thing he could do.
Jin Chuoxian's eyelashes flickered, and the long-awaited snow finally covered even his pale pink eyes.
"thanks… "
At the end of the lunar calendar, the hospital is even busier.
The schedule for the Spring Festival has come out, and Zhou Jinyuan is from Yingzhou. Considering this, Director Xie moved his class as far back as possible.
Qu Qingrui also came to take Qu Guanfeng out of the hospital. In fact, the frequency of Qu Guanfeng's treatment has begun to decrease, and he no longer uses strong irritating acupuncture. Rest is needed in between.
"Doctor Zhou, you have to go home for the Chinese New Year. Can you come and visit us before you leave?" Qu Qingrui asked, "It's an early New Year's greeting."
"This... the class from years ago was full." Zhou Jinyuan looked embarrassed.
He himself felt that what Qu Qingrui had paid in return was too much, and he had spent so much favor to invite the bigwigs to engage in academic activities, so it was a bit embarrassing for him to refuse now.
"Then there is still time for a meal, right?" Qu Qingrui was talking, when he suddenly had a good idea, and said, "Our company has a year-end meeting today, how about Dr. Zhou come together today, Just do me a favor."
Qu Qingrui had told Zhou Jinyuan a long time ago that he hoped that Qu Guanfeng would make a relatively large recovery progress a few years ago, just for this day, so that some people in the family and the company with ulterior motives could see clearly. The occasion of the year-end party is relatively relaxed but formal enough, so it is a good choice.
He knew that Zhou Jinyuan was favored by Professor Mo and joined the Haizhou Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine. If he was there, the effect would be better and a fact could be confirmed.
Zhou Jinyuan wanted to refuse at first, thinking what would I do at your company's year-end meeting, but after thinking about his words, he tasted something else.
He looked at Qu Guanfeng.
Sitting in a wheelchair, Qu Guanfeng spread his hands when he noticed his gaze.
"Haha, okay, tell me the address, I'll go there after get off work." Zhou Jinyuan said.
Qu Qingrui made a joke, "I'll send you a driver, or leave Guanfeng's wheelchair behind, and you go on your way."
Qu Guanfeng: "Alright."
Zhou Jinyuan: "..."
Zhou Jinyuan said in a black line: "No need, don't be polite to me... It's the end of the new year, maybe there is really a traffic jam again."
…
The hotel where Qu Qingrui and the others held the year-end party is located in a convenient location. Zhou Jinyuan got off work at night, and it took only three subway stops to get there. In fact, it was faster than the driver picking him up, and he himself didn't care about the formalities.
The banquet hall where the underwear is fragrant, this is actually the year-end party of the head office of the Qu family, and the employees attending the meeting are all solemnly dressed in formal attire, but now everyone is not present, and the Qu family father and son are not present.
Zhou Jinyuan called Qu Qingrui, "Mr. Qu, I'm here."
Qu Qingrui said at the other end: "Doctor Zhou, we are in the upstairs room, we will come down immediately, please take a seat first, it is at the first table, I have greeted you, you can ask a waiter to give you your name seat."
"If it's coming soon, then I'll sit here at the door for a while and wait for you, so as not to be embarrassed." Zhou Jinyuan said honestly that he didn't know anyone else well, and if he went in now, he would still sit at the first table, which would inevitably attract strange surprises. look.
After thinking about it, Qu Qingrui understood, laughed and said, "My negligence, someone should pick you up. It's okay, we will be there soon."
There was a lottery draw in the evening, and the employees who arrived first took a number on the left hand side of the door. Zhou Jinyuan found a chair at random and sat against the wall.
He changed out of his white coat after get off work, and today he is wearing a blue and yellow jacket, which is very lively. With his natural baby face, his hair has grown long, and his bangs are hanging down, making him look even smaller.
Just as I was seated, a young beauty in a backless dress touched the number and came over and asked, "Hey, little brother, why are you sitting here alone?"
Zhou Jinyuan was very...familiar with this kid-like tone, he raised his face, "Wait for someone."
"Who are you waiting for, you're so cute—" the woman in the backless dress couldn't help reaching out to touch Zhou Jinyuan's head.
Zhou Jinyuan dodged his head to one side, and said without a word, "Don't you know me?"
It is said that he is quite popular recently, isn't he getting angry so quickly
And it's fine for ordinary people. Many people in their company know that Mr. Qu is in the third hospital for treatment. Could it be that he is a new employee, otherwise why don't they care about gossip
The woman in the backless dress was stunned for a moment, looked at him carefully, and then said a little timidly: "Sorry, you are not the son of our minister, are you?"
Zhou Jinyuan: "...No. I am not the son of any of your leaders, but the attending doctor of your leader."
The woman in the backless dress: "Hahahahaha, you can't scold people for being so cute."
Zhou Jinyuan: "...??"
What kind of thinking, who cursed! Qu Guanfeng is really sick!