Originally, Yang Shaohong didn't know who Yun Heng was. After Yang Shaoping's explanation and Yun Heng's reply, Yang Shaohong knew who Yun Heng was.

Looking at Yun Heng's young face, Yang Shaohong became even more distrustful.

Judging from Yun Heng’s age, she is about the same age as the graduate students she supervises.

"Are you Yun Heng?"

Yang Shaohong asked. She had heard Yang Shaoping talk about the community hospital once before and actually remembered Yun Heng's name.

"It's me."

Yun Heng nodded.

"Then can I ask Dr. Yun what's going on with the child?"

Yang Shaohong restrained her impatience and asked politely.

"The accumulated food turns into heat, the Yangming bowel is full, and the excessive heat burns the tendons and causes spasms." Yun Heng replied indifferently.

"Food accumulation turns into heat, Yangming bowel fullness?"

When Yang Shaohong heard Yun Heng's answer, she became even more furious: "I'm asking what disease the child has?"

"Didn't I answer you?"

Yun Heng glanced at Yang Shaohong and asked, "Isn't it Chinese that I'm speaking? Do we need a translator?"

"Big sister!"

Yang Shaoping hurriedly pulled Yang Shaohong.

"You spoke Chinese, but I've never heard of this disease."

Yang Shaohong swung her arm, shook off Yang Shaoping's hand, and said to Yun Heng, "Doctor Yun, can you explain this to me?"

"Can't!"

Yun Heng answered very straightforwardly.

Yun Heng is happy to explain to reasonable patients or their families, and is also willing to explain as directly as possible, just like what he said just now. But Yun Heng doesn't want to explain to such obvious argumentative people.

"Ha, why?" Yang Shaohong was so angry that she almost vomited blood, but she still held it in.

She just wanted to reason with Yun Heng.

"I'm a master's student."

Yun Heng glanced at Yang Shaohong and said slowly.

"Then what?"

Yang Shaohong still controlled her temper. She was a master's student, and all her students were masters. Would a master's student show off in front of her?

"I spent eight years studying for my bachelor's and master's degrees. I don't know how to explain this to you in just a few sentences. My teachers didn't teach me any quick fixes."

"Hmph!"

Song Weimin next to him couldn't help laughing out loud.

Michelle, who was standing aside and watching, also subconsciously covered her mouth and laughed.

She just likes to see Yun Heng arguing with people in a serious manner like this.

“???”

Yang Shaohong was almost vomiting blood.

"No need. Let me introduce myself. I'm an associate professor at the Provincial Medical College. I know a bit about medicine."

Yang Shaohong said, "After all these years, I have never heard of a disease called Yangming Fushi."

"What is Yangming, and what is Fushi?"

"Big sister!"

Yang Shaoping smiled apologetically at Yun Heng, and reached out to pull Yang Shaohong.

"Don't touch me."

Yang Shaohong turned around and glared at Yang Shaoping, then continued to look at Yun Heng: "Doctor Yun, won't you explain this to me?"

Yun Heng was too lazy to pay attention.

He calculated the time and waited for the medicine. If he hadn't been waiting for his child to take the medicine, he would have left by now. He was still in the outpatient clinic today.

"Nothing to say?"

Seeing Yun Heng remained silent, Yang Shaohong continued to harass him, "What's with food accumulation turning into heat, and what's with Yangming Fu-shi? You're so young, and you don't have any exposure to modern medicine, yet you're just talking about all this nonsense. If anything happens to the child, will you be responsible?"

"What's wrong with you? You're still an associate professor. If you don't understand something, don't talk nonsense. What nonsense is that?"

The young nurse couldn't help but retort again.

"Do you have to appear ignorant?"

"Who are you calling ignorant?"

Yang Shaohong pointed at the nurse and said, "Who are you calling ignorant?"

“He who is ignorant knows.”

The little nurse is not afraid.

"Nurse Wang, stop talking and go check if the medicine has finished."

"What is the quality of your medical staff?"

Yang Shaohong was furious: "As the patient's family, don't we have the right to know?"

"Those who respect others will always be respected by others. You are an associate professor at the medical school after all, don't you understand this?"

Yue Shaojiang frowned and interrupted.

"Hey, how was I disrespectful? I was asking politely, have you explained it to me?"

Yang Shaohong was speechless. She felt that she had always been reasonable.

"The patient's condition is caused by food accumulation turning into heat, which leads to Yangming bowel obstruction and convulsions caused by excessive heat burning the tendons. Isn't Yun Heng's explanation clear enough?" Yue Shaojiang questioned.

"Spasm, a disease characterized by stiffness in the neck and back, twitching of the limbs, and even lockjaw and opisthotonos, needs further explanation."

"I'm asking what modern medicine says about the child."

Yang Shaohong said.

"Sorry, we are Chinese medicine practitioners."

Yue Shaojiang said: "We don't understand what you're asking, just like you don't understand our explanation."

"Traditional Chinese Medicine, can Traditional Chinese Medicine cure diseases?"

Yang Shaohong laughed angrily.

“Has Traditional Chinese Medicine been banned?”

Yun Heng glanced at Yang Shaohong, his tone a little cold: "Does it mean that the country has banned Traditional Chinese Medicine and that Traditional Chinese Medicine doctors are no longer qualified to practice medicine? Or does it mean that Traditional Chinese Medicine has been banned by you, Associate Professor Yang?"

When Yun Heng asked, Mi Shilin had already taken out her cell phone, pointed it at Yang Shaohong, and waited for Yang Shaohong to answer.