Chapter 140 The temptation from Xiehe Western Medicine (3K)
At 11:40 in the morning, Lu Donghua happily left Tongrentang and went home with two bottles of special Wuliangye brought by his apprentice Fang Yan, as well as canned fruits and canned meat.
This time was calculated by him.
When I got home, I happened to meet a lot of old men who were going home for dinner. When they saw what they had in their hands, they couldn't help but ask.
When the time comes, you will be able to tell them and make them jealous.
Lately he has found the joy of showing off his apprentice.
Over the years, he felt that the most right thing he had done was to accept Fang Yan as his apprentice.
What a long face!
Lu Donghua actually thought that he was a very low-key person, but until someone praised Fang Yan in front of him, and then said in an envious tone that he had a good apprentice.
At this time, Lu Donghua felt that he didn't like to keep a low profile that much.
At least he enjoyed having the people around him look at him with envy and jealousy.
At this time, he would also sigh: Sure enough, as people get older, their mentality changes like a child.
But after sighing, I felt that this was not bad, and it was quite refreshing.
After all, he wasn't the only one who had the mentality of a kid around him.
……
On the other side, after noon, it was time for Fang Yan to get off work.
He said goodbye to the people in the store, then took the remaining two large net bags and headed towards Xiehe.
He really didn't catch much of a breath this morning.
It can be regarded as an experience of the treatment Mr. Zhu received when he was undergoing expert consultation.
I was so busy that I didn’t even have time to go to the toilet.
Moreover, some people, most of whom are not sick, just want to come and have themselves checked.
Then let yourself tell him:
"You're not sick."
This puts them at ease.
This situation is exactly the same as that of some of Mr. Zhu’s patients.
The dialect he spoke was very speechless.
Can't you feel whether you are sick or not?
He felt that the problem should be caused by the publicity of the neighbors.
It seems that a sign will be put up at the door tomorrow to tell people without symptoms not to join in the fun yet.
Otherwise, I would have to spend the whole morning and be too busy to stop.
Originally, I was thinking of reading another book of Zhu Lao's Five Poison Prescriptions while I had some free time, but my plan failed to catch up with the change.
All the way to the gate of Xiehe, Zhu Lin had been waiting here as usual.
Seeing Fang Yan carrying two bags of things, including wine, sugar and cans, she asked curiously:
"Where did it come from?"
"They were all given by others." Fang Yan responded.
The Queen was startled and didn't understand:
"Sent?"
Dialect explained:
"Well, the condition of patients who took Astragalus Chongteng Drink improved, so in order to express their gratitude, the patient's family found out my location and came to deliver it."
After hearing this, Zhu Lin finally understood. She looked at the two net bags in Fang Yan's hand and saw that the net bags were almost broken. She asked:
"Isn't this too much? Several people gave it to me?"
Dialect shakes his head:
"No, it was given by two people."
Zhu Lin heard this, stepped forward and weighed the weight in the net bag, and exclaimed:
"Hey...the identities of these two families should be unusual, right?"
Dialect nodded:
"Because both families are cadre families, they are relatively generous. You see, these things are all specially provided. This is only part of them in my hand. There is another part that I can't take away. They have already been given to my colleagues and me in the store. The master divided it.”
"After all, I can't eat alone, right?"
"Well, everyone who meets you has a share." Zhu Lin nodded.
Fang Yan gestured with the net bag in his hand:
"I will divide it into two parts here. When the time comes, our family will have one share and your family will have one share."
"These are all special items, just treat them as a curiosity."
Zhu Lin heard the dialect and prepared it for his family, and praised him:
"You still have the heart, my mother will definitely praise you again after seeing it."
After hearing this, Fang Yan immediately said:
"That's great. The praise from my future mother-in-law is equivalent to giving me a medical achievement certificate."
Zhu Lin rolled his eyes angrily at him:
"You're the only one who doesn't have a formal appearance..."
After that, she remembered something, and while walking to the cafeteria with Fang Yan, she whispered:
"By the way, many people came to me today to praise you."
"Come to praise me in front of you?" Fang Yan asked curiously:
"Who are they?"
Zhu Lin replied:
"Some colleagues and leaders are well-informed and know that you and I are talking about someone, and they also know about Uncle Liangchun, so they came over to say a few words. Anyway, they could tell, so they just came to go through the motions, and I didn't take it seriously. , I just agree when people compliment me... I smile and reply with a few words, they are happy, and so am I... Everyone is happy."
After that, she revealed to Fang Yan:
"Aunt He's place is pretty much the same as mine. Anyway, you were in the limelight yesterday, and everyone you know will praise you today. It is said that the director took the lead in the praise."
Fang Yan heard so many doctors from the Union Medical College praising him. If he could be praised by so many doctors from the Union Medical College in his previous life, would he not be able to keep his tail high?
Dialect said:
"They should come directly to me and praise me."
"This is Union Medical College Hospital, our top hospital in China. If it can be praised by the doctors here, then it is quite impressive!"
When Zhu Lin heard what he said, he covered his mouth and snickered:
"Then you've caught up today. When we have dinner later, I guess a lot of people will come over to say hello to you."
As soon as Fang Yan heard this, he immediately strode towards the cafeteria. Today he was going to experience what it was like to be praised by Union Medical College doctors.
Sure enough, the next step was just as Zhu Lin thought. As soon as Fang Yan sat down and started eating, someone came over to say hello to them.
"Doctor He, is this your son?" The first person who came up was a female doctor who looked to be in her early forties. Fang Yan still had some impression of this person. He remembered that this doctor seemed to be in the same department as my mother.
After asking, it turned out to be the case.
After chatting casually for a few words, the other party praised him for his great future. I will definitely become a famous doctor in the future.
Of course I was very happy to hear these dialects, but I was still as humble as ever, leaving a good impression on others.
Then another old man came, and Zhu Lin reminded him that he was the director of the gynecology department and the direct supervisor of my mother and Zhu Lin.
Fang Yan understood that this was the person who took the lead in praising him today.
The other person smiled kindly and extended his hand:
"Hello, Comrade Dialect!"
"Hello, hello!" Fang Yan stood up and quickly held the other person's hand with both hands, showing the humility of a junior. Although I have never heard of this person's name, he must be the director of Xiehe. He had two brushes, and his attitude made the old man very happy.
Then we started chatting in dialect.
The topic was a bit high-level.
It’s all about the development of the domestic medical field, the training of young doctors, the advantages and disadvantages of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and the views and attitudes towards foreign traditional Chinese medicine...
These things used to be on online forums, and you could see more than a dozen posts when you refreshed the dialect.
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
Of course, he is also very good at dealing with the old man.
When the two met their opponents in chess, they immediately started a eloquent conversation in dialect, full of novel ideas.
I talked to the old man directly and didn't want to leave.
He kept nodding his head.
Then even the people around him joined in the discussion.
It turns out that humans just love to join in the fun, and once you start gathering a few people, you quickly attract a crowd.
Because Fang Yan has traveled through the perspective of rebirth, he can see clearly some things that people can't see clearly now.
So his views sometimes sound particularly to the point.
He didn't even feel it himself.
Then everyone admired him even more. Although he was not a Western medicine doctor, he still had many unique insights.
No wonder I was able to chat with Mr. Zhu and Director Cheng of the Huaxia Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine for so long yesterday afternoon. I have something in my stomach, and it's not just ordinary.
Then from these big ones, we talked about the two medical achievements in dialects.
It can be seen from the dialect that the Western medicine doctors at Xiehe are also very interested in this traditional Chinese medicine prescription, so he explained to them the concept of combining the three types of medicines in this prescription, Jun, Chen and Zu. .
He couldn't make up the research and development process, but he had no problem following the script.
As a result, I didn’t even take two bites of the dialect meal.
Then he began to teach them Chinese medicine prescriptions to a group of Western doctors.
"He is a talent!"
When leaving, the department director made a conclusion about Fang Yan.
It’s okay to talk about big trends, but it’s also okay to talk about small details.
I came here today because I was curious about this rising star of Chinese medicine.
The director brought up the topic tentatively, but he didn't expect that this dialect was really not ordinary people's. His views and knowledge reserves made people have to admit that he was definitely not a young man that Zhu Liangchun promoted for the sake of his niece's face.
The mainstream of Union Medical College is Western medicine.
To say that they want to bring in dialects is nonsense.
What they actually want to see is what is the quality of the young Chinese medicine practitioner who attracted attention at the Ministry of Health conference yesterday?
Are these old Chinese doctors like Zhu Liangchun and Cheng Xinnong doing it to set a benchmark?
Or is he really just like Zhu Liangchun back then, a new generation of young masters of traditional Chinese medicine?
Now everyone is basically thinking about it again.
At least this guy shouldn't be a show-off.
……
On the other side, Fang Yan, who had not eaten a few bites of lunch, was in the kitchen of the Xiehe staff canteen, eating the hot food that had been changed for him.
At first, he thought it was just a casual chat, but later he discovered that a few of these people seemed to be deliberately testing him.
Of course, these tests couldn't stop him, but he just felt a little strange. Normally, a hospital like Union Medical College, which mainly focused on Western medicine, shouldn't be so interested in him.
I think it's probably more because the prescription of Astragalus Chongteng Drink has a greater impact.
In addition, he has a relationship with Mr. Zhu, so he is so interested in him.
Try to test his level.
Dialect is just a way to prove yourself and make your mother look good.
It can be seen that my mother, He Huiru, is indeed very happy today. Hearing so many people praise her son has made her the focus of the crowd. This has never happened before.
After lunch, Fang Yan went to see Ding Jian as usual.
Now he is recovering well and can already move around in bed and use a wheelchair to get around.
It's just that you can't do strenuous exercise, so you still have to rest.
The day after tomorrow is the 18th, and the second senior brother will also be present by then. He is an important witness. With him here, we can negotiate with the other party.
Fang Yan suddenly thought of a question at this time. After talking for so long, he still didn't understand that person's situation.
He asked Ding Jian who was reading the newspaper on the bed:
"By the way, second brother, I don't even know what that person's name is?"
Ding Jian was stunned:
"Ah? Didn't I tell you?"
"No." Fang Yan shook his head.
Ding Jian said:
"Hey, I thought Master told you."
After that, he said to the dialect:
"That man's name is Shan Haoran. He was the national martial arts champion in the 22nd year of the Republic of China (1933). Mantis Boxing Li Kunshan is his uncle."
"Not only is he powerful in the Mantis Boxing, but Li Kunshan's Liuhe Stick and Great Spear skills are also passed down from the real world."
(End of chapter)