"Do you know Chinese medicine?" A loud voice came from behind the crowd.
Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his eyebrows and saw an old man walking out.
The old man is over seventy years old, with gray hair, but a straight spine and full of energy. He wears a long white coat, giving people a very capable and friendly feeling.
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded: "Yes! I understand Chinese medicine!"
To be precise, it's not him who understands, but "water friend" Doctor Hua.
But this is not important. This era is an era of competition for resources.
The difference is that some people fight for their parents, and some people fight for their financial resources; some people fight for their looks, and some people fight for their connections;
In the past, Zhang Xiaoqiang had nothing, he couldn't fight, and there was nothing he could do.
But now he has his own advantage, what? Soul World anchor platform.
To put it bluntly, as long as he has this platform, no matter where he is, no matter what kind of person he faces, he can loudly say "Long Aotian": Compete with brother! you are way behind!
"Haha, Director Lin, the hospital's poor management has made everyone laugh today. Director Huang, why don't you call the security to kick this young man out?"
Changing from his previous amiability, Xu Deli immediately gave Zhang Xiaoqiang an expulsion order as soon as the old man spoke.
With instructions from his superiors, Director Huang naturally seized every opportunity to flatter him. He turned to the little nurse behind him and ordered angrily: "Why are you still standing there? Go call the security department!"
After the words fell, the little nurse was about to leave, but the old man suddenly raised his right hand: "Wait a minute!"
"Haha, what's the matter with Dean Lin?" Seeing the old man calling the nurse to stop, Xu Deli asked with a smile.
The old man said slowly: "Logically speaking, I shouldn't get involved in your hospital's affairs, but since this young man claims to know Chinese medicine, why not give him a chance to prove it?"
"Uh, um... Dean Lin, as you all saw just now, he can't even answer the basic hospital test, and he doesn't have a medical qualification certificate. I think there's no need to waste everyone's time."
The old man didn't answer. He turned to look at Zhang Xiaoqiang and then asked: "Young man, since you said you understand Chinese medicine, you should understand that Chinese medicine diagnosis requires looking, hearing, asking, and feeling. In this way... can you make a basic diagnosis of this patient's condition through the four diagnosis methods?" Analysis?”
"Okay!" Zhang Xiaoqiang replied affirmatively without even thinking about it.
Hearing this, the old man nodded and then replied to Xu Deli: "Dean Xu, I think you also want to confirm whether this young man has real talent and learning. How about giving him this opportunity?"
Xu Deli thought about it, and considering his repeated questions just now, if he insisted on driving the other party away at this time, others might think that he was making things difficult for the young man.
Therefore, for the sake of face, he finally agreed to the old man's proposal: "Well, since Dean Lin has spoken personally, let's give him another chance."
After finishing speaking, Xu Deli looked directly at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said: "This is Lin Muye, Dean Lin, a leader in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. If you are just trying to hide it by relying on superficial knowledge, I advise you to give up and leave as soon as possible."
Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored Xu Deli at all and instead greeted Lin Muye respectfully beside him.
For some reason, Lin Muye gave Zhang Xiaoqiang the temperament that a doctor should have, compared to Xu Deli, who has a smooth head and a powdery face.
"Haha, don't put too much pressure on me, young man. It's just your experience. Let's start the diagnosis." Lin Muye smiled and motioned to Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his hand: "No need, I have confirmed the patient's condition just now."
Then he moved his fingertips and said loudly: "The patient is opisthotonic, heavy and lethargic; unable to lift his limbs, and has a strong nasal congestion; his complexion is dull, his eyelids are swollen, his lips are blue, and his hands and feet are hot; these are typical symptoms of poisoning."
"Haha, what a joke! When a patient reaches this stage, of course the virus in his body is in chaos!" Director Huang teased playfully.
However, Lin Muye didn't answer his question at all. Instead, he faced Zhang Xiaoqiang and said, "Now that the condition has been diagnosed, how do you plan to treat it?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang was also unambiguous. He said straightforwardly: "First use acupuncture to stimulate the patient's muscles and veins, use the energy of heaven and earth to expel dirt from the body, and then add medicinal ingredients to consolidate it, so as to achieve the effect of consolidating the body and improving the recovery."
After hearing this, Lin Muye nodded lightly.
Director Huang, however, was confused and jumped again: "It's a joke. We have used so many antibiotics to kill the virus. You can clean it with just a few words and a few needles? Do you think we are the best? Are you an idiot?"
"Hmph, you're right, don't speak loudly. Director Huang, you said it yourself, the antibiotics given to the patient are ineffective? Then I would like to ask you, where do you, a regular doctor who has a medical qualification certificate but does nothing, get the confidence to yell at me? "
"Nonsense! When has it been your turn as a young man to make noise here? Young man, I've already given you enough face, don't try to push yourself too far!" Xu Deli couldn't bear to lose his face. His director was being scolded by so many colleagues. Ask, where do you want the vice president to put his face
"Sorry, I'm not messing around. I was invited by Su Bingkun's granddaughter Su Lengche to treat his grandfather."
"What qualifications do you have to treat people?"
"Only because I can cure him!" Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't avoid Director Huang's angry eyes.
"Young man, are you really confident that you can save the patient?" Lin Muye suddenly interrupted.
Zhang Xiaoqiang straightened his body: "Writing is not the first, and medicine is not the second. If a doctor doesn't even have confidence in his own medical skills, how can he talk about saving the world and helping people!?"
"Well said!" With a heartfelt compliment, Lin Muye immediately turned to face Xu Deli: "Dean Xu, I listened to this young man's analysis of the patient's condition just now, and it was very insightful. I think since Western medicine can no longer give the elderly a chance of recovery, why not Let this young man try it, what do you think?"
This matter was related to the reputation of Western medicine, so Xu Deli was naturally unwilling to agree, but faced with Lin Muye, a leader in the industry, he could not refuse directly. After thinking about it, he came up with the same reason: "Uh... Dean Lin, what you said I understand what you mean, but this young man does not have a medical qualification certificate, so if I agree, it seems to be against the rules."
"Haha! I was invited by the patient's family. Now that the patient is unconscious, the family has the right to exercise relevant rights on his behalf. If Dean Xu is afraid of taking responsibility, he can communicate with Miss Su to confirm." Zhang Xiaoqiang responded contemptuously.
"Hmph, if we really want to kill someone, do you think you can compensate for the loss of reputation of our hospital just by relying on your identity and a few nutritious nonsense?" Director Huang shouted fiercely.
"He can't do it, what about me? Am I, an old guy, qualified to vouch for this young man!?"
In the crowd, Lin Muye slowly walked to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side.
(End of chapter)