Chapter 233: No one believes it (3K)
After four o'clock in the morning, the patient was in danger. Except for the stove who was boiling medicine and Li Chuanwu who was keeping watch, everyone else had entered their rest time.
Even Dialect was no exception. After writing the medical records, it was almost five o'clock. He had been busy for most of the night and said he was not tired. That would be a lie. He lay on the bed in the back hall and fell asleep quickly.
I don’t know how long it took.
Fang Yan felt like he was pushed a few times.
"Huh?"
As soon as he opened his eyes suddenly, Mr. Cheng's old face came into view.
Subconsciously, Fang Yan thought he was dreaming.
"Mr. Cheng?" Fang Yan was a little unsure for a moment.
Cheng Xinnong smiled at him and said:
"Get up and have breakfast!"
Fang Yan looked at him in confusion. After the two looked at each other for two or three seconds, Fang Yan confirmed that the person in front of him was Cheng Xinnong.
He raised his head and glanced at the clock.
I realized it was only half past six.
That is, I just slept for an hour.
The people who were lying around were all up now, and Fang Yan heard their voices talking outside.
"Is this child unconscious?" Beside the patient's bed, a person turned to look at Fang Yan.
It was actually Professor Wang Yuchuan.
"Professor Wang, why are you here too?" Fang Yan sat up from the bed.
"No, how did you get in?"
Could it be that he was too asleep to hear their knocking on the door?
Cheng Xinnong saw Fang Yan's alert face and said with a smile:
"We just came over to call the door, and our colleagues in the store opened the door to use the toilet, so we came in directly."
"..." Fang Yan suddenly realized.
So that's it.
He rubbed his face to cheer up his sleepy mind.
After all the calculations, I just slept for an hour.
At this moment, my mind still feels a little unactivated.
Cheng Xinnong patted Fang Yan on the shoulder:
"Come and eat. I have brought food for all of you. Everyone outside has eaten our institute's breakfast, soy milk, fried dough sticks, and steamed buns."
Fang Yan nodded and got out of bed and came to the main hall.
Seeing Le Miao, several colleagues, and the Duan family brothers and sisters were all awake now.
"Dialect!"
"Brother Fang..."
"Doctor Fang!"
Seeing Fang Yan come out, everyone greeted him in a hurry.
At this moment, several people gathered around the clinic table where they had a late night snack last night. Everyone was holding a bowl and breakfast in their hands.
There were actually two pots on the table.
Fang Yan walked over to take a look.
One pot contains soy milk, and the other pot contains steamed buns, flower rolls and fried dough sticks.
In addition, enamel bowls and chopsticks have been thoughtfully prepared.
"Don't be in a daze, let's eat." Mr. Cheng said to Fang Yan with a smile.
Le Miao had already picked up the bowl at this time, scooped out a bowl of soy milk for Fang Yan and handed it to her hand.
Fang Yan took the bowl and looked at Mr. Cheng and Professor Wang. One was the director of the research institute and the other was the future vice president of the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. The two first-term masters of traditional Chinese medicine actually came together to bring him breakfast today.
If future generations tell this, they will think it is just a story, right?
Fang Yan was a little confused, but he still drank the warm soy milk into his stomach.
"Huh..."
He let out a long breath and felt his mind gradually become more active.
Then he took a steamed bun and took a bite. Fang Yan turned his head and looked at Mr. Cheng and Professor Wang.
"You two came here early in the morning, couldn't you have made a special trip to bring me breakfast?" Fang Yan asked the two of them while eating.
He didn't believe that these two big guys would make a special trip to bring two big pots of breakfast from the institute early in the morning.
Mr. Cheng responded:
"We came here this morning just to see the progress of your treatment."
"After I went back yesterday, I told Professor Tamagawa the treatment process and the prescription you prescribed."
"He was very interested after hearing it."
"And I also wanted to know what the patient's condition is now, so we hit it off immediately and rushed here early this morning. It was just a matter of course to bring you breakfast."
Fang Yan nodded, then pointed to the inner hall:
"The person is lying inside. You should have seen it when you came in just now, right?"
Mr. Cheng said:
"Look, there is a huge difference between his current state and yesterday's state. I can't believe that he looked like he was dying yesterday. That prescription of yours is indeed miraculous."
Fang Yan felt that Mr. Cheng had not finished speaking.
When he came here in the morning, he probably wanted to confirm whether anyone had been put to death, so that if something went wrong, he would take action as soon as possible.
Of course, he didn't speak in dialect. He took the soy milk and walked to his own clinic next door, then opened the cabinet and took out the medical record written yesterday:
"I have already written and bagged all the medical records from yesterday's reception until four o'clock in the morning. I originally planned to come over to you after get off work, but I didn't expect you to come by yourself."
"Come on, let's officially hand it over now." Fang Yan said, and handed the medical records directly to Mr. Cheng.
Mr. Cheng took it, took out the notebook from the document bag, and began to flip through it quickly. The writing in it was very detailed, just like recording a scientific experiment.
It was more detailed than the notes I gave to Fang Yan.
Mr. Cheng was quite satisfied with this and said to the dialect:
"You did a good job with this medical case."
"As long as you can use it." Fang Yan responded.
Professor Wang Yuchuan on the other side asked:
"Is there any follow-up treatment for the patient?"
Fang Yan looked at him, took over the conversation and said:
"Yes, it's just a matter of reducing the dosage of some medicinal materials. In fact, it can also be treated with other methods. I have recorded all the most precious rescue stages in the medical record."
"If you also want to follow up on subsequent medical cases, as long as the patient continues to receive treatment from me, I can continue to provide you with follow-up medical cases."
"But he is not from here."
When Fang Yan said this, Wang Yuchuan nodded and said to Fang Yan: "It's okay. Since you said so, forget about the follow-up. Anyway, the most important medical case has been obtained."
Mr. Cheng said to the dialect:
"I took the things away, you just wait to get the prize next year."
Fang Yan looked at Mr. Cheng and reminded him:
"Whether or not you win an award is secondary. The key is that you may have to work quickly and submit this medical case to the Ministry of Health as soon as possible, and then promote it."
"I feel that maybe it's too late, and by then the dosage of aconite or other medicines will be limited or banned."
"Did you hear something?" Mr. Cheng looked at Fang Yan curiously.
Dialect shook his head:
"I can hear rumors, it's just a feeling. Anyway, promote it quickly, gain a firm foothold, and get clinical certification from many places. This is the most important thing."
Mr. Cheng and Professor Wang looked at each other. It was obvious that neither of them had heard similar news.
However, out of trust in Fang Yan, Mr. Cheng finally nodded and said:
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
"We will write a report when we get back."
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Fang Yan picked up the soy milk bowl, gestured to them, and said:
"Then I wish you all the best."
After saying that, he drank the soy milk in one gulp.
……
After Mr. Cheng and the others left, at seven o'clock in the morning, Fang Yan asked Jia Dapeng to give the patient the newly brewed medicine.
At this time, the old comrade could stand up, but his body was still a little weak. He was out of breath after taking two steps. Fang Yan asked him to go back and take a good rest, and then asked Mr. Duan's grandson to carry him on his back, and then sent the four of them out. Tongrentang.
After watching them leave, Fang Yan returned to the store.
At this time, everyone was sitting on the bench crookedly, all of them were stunned.
Everyone who works the night shift has a day off today, and Le Miao has arranged for someone to take over.
After waiting for another hour, the replacements came one after another.
At this moment, Fang Yan has quickly finished treating the patients who came early for follow-up consultations.
Then I talked to Le Miao and got ready to get off work.
Jia Dapeng and Li Chuanwu helped Fang Yan push the motorcycle out, and then handed him the washed lunch box.
When Fang Yan saw the sun rising, he quickly started the car, went to a breakfast shop, bought some breakfast for his family, and then rushed home.
These lunch boxes contained breakfast, and he planned to return them after waking up in the afternoon.
Motorcycles are fast. It didn’t take long for Fangyan to return to Foreign Ministry Street.
As soon as he arrived on the street, he saw old Si Fangchen cleaning the door of his house with his father.
Dad was holding a basin to sprinkle water, and Fang Chen was sweeping the floor with a broom.
Hearing the sound of the motorcycle's engine, they also looked over.
"I'm back!" Fang Yan stopped at the door on his motorcycle.
He took out the lunch box from the truck bed and said:
"Breakfast is bought. Dad, please take it."
After his father got it, he said to Fang Chen:
"Fourth, help me push the motorcycle into the house."
"Oh." When Fang Chen heard this, he quickly ran to the back of the motorcycle and pushed hard.
When Dad saw it, he immediately became unhappy and stuffed the lunch box with Fang Yan:
"Oh, you two can't even enter the house on a motorcycle! Let me do it!"
Then I saw him dragging two wooden boards out alone, letting the wheels of the motorcycle drive them up, then went up the steps, and then crossed the threshold and stopped in front of the screen wall.
He turned his head and said to the two brothers Fang Yan and Fang Chen:
"You pushed it in easily, why are you doing this?"
Fang Yan patted his forehead. He really didn't have enough brains? I didn't even think about it.
Before, I relied solely on my own strength after practicing martial arts to lift it up.
"Fang Yan is back?" Zhu Lin's voice came out from the yard at this time, and Fang Yan immediately responded:
"Hey, I'm back, I've bought breakfast!"
Then Zhu Lin ran out and looked at Fang Yan with concern.
Fang Yan smiled and felt his wife's concern, and greeted his father and younger brother:
"Let's go inside first and have breakfast."
The two nodded and closed the courtyard door.
Let's go inside together.
In the main courtyard, Fang Yan saw Professor Zhu exercising and his mother-in-law feeding the dog.
My mother is sweeping the yard right now.
They don't have to work this weekend.
After seeing Fang Yan, everyone greeted each other.
Zhu Lin said to get a hot towel for Fang Yan and asked him to wait in the main hall.
Fang Yan just sat back and waited, feeling like an uncle.
Fang Chen put down his breakfast and said to Fang Yan:
"Brother, the method you mentioned is quite useful."
Fang Yan smiled at him:
“Do you still feel quite happy?”
Fang Chen nodded.
He was indeed shaken last night.
At this time, Fang Yan suddenly remembered what Le Miao said last night.
He said to his father:
"By the way, Dad, have you heard that a new household registration system will be introduced soon?"
The father Fang Zhenhua on the side was startled when he heard this, frowned and said:
"Be specific."
Afterwards, Fang Yan told him what he heard last night.
He also talked about the relationship between the eldest sister and her family.
Dad Fang Zhenhua said:
"This kind of news is not very certain. It's best to ask Lao Zhu, he is well-informed."
Fang Yan was right. I should be able to find out something from my father-in-law's network.
While talking, the Queen walked in with a hot towel.
Fang Yan took it and applied it on his face. For a moment, he felt that the most comfortable thing in life was nothing more than this...
PS: The 6,000-word basic chapter has been updated, and there will be more updates later.
(End of chapter)