Reborn in the 60s: Starting from Traditional Chinese Medicine

Transmigrated to the 1960s, Li Chu only wanted to lay low and live a safe, peaceful life.

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Chapter 171 Epilepsy

"When my son grows up, he will meet someone he likes and start a new family with another woman. When my daughter grows up, she will also meet a man she likes and have her own family."

In the end, only you will be with me for the rest of my life in this family, so tell me, who is more important?

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"Hehe," Ding Qiunan smiled sweetly at her husband, gently kissed his lips, and then rested her head on his shoulder.

The two of them hugged each other tightly, enjoying the quiet moment.

The silence in the yard was broken by the barking of a puppy. The two people looked over at the same time and saw that the two puppies were fighting again.

"Xiaobai, come here," Ding Qiunan called to the two puppies.

Li Chu gets a headache just thinking about the names of these two puppies.

The dog called Xiaobai looks most like Xiaohei. It has black fur all over its body, except for a tuft of yellow fur on its forehead. I don't know where the white fur is.

The other one is yellow and black, and it's called Little Flower.

Upon hearing its owner call, Xiaobai stopped fighting with Xiaohua and ran over in a flash.

These two dogs are quite interesting. As they grew up, Li Chu specially made two doghouses for them so they could sleep separately at night. But they insisted on squeezing together at night and fought every day for the same doghouse.

As long as the two dogs don't bother it while it watches its little owner, Xiao Hei will let them fight however they want. However, if they bark too loudly, Xiao Hei will come over and discipline them.

These three items have brought a lot of laughter to our home.

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Nothing much has happened lately, and Li Chu has already copied all nine books he got from the system's daily check-ins.

To be honest, by copying the book, he actually managed to guess quite a few words, though he didn't know if they were right or wrong.

Sitting in the clinic that morning, Li Chu was pondering what to do next when Director Liang called him to the auditorium to attend an awards ceremony.

He then remembered that all the doctors their hospital had sent out to deal with the massive floods of the Haihe River last month had returned.

When Li Chu signed up to provide assistance to Jinshi and several cities in Beihe Province, he once again felt the contempt these people had for traditional Chinese medicine.

He still vividly remembers the look of disdain the people at the registration point gave him when they heard he was a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, even though a month had passed.

However, upon reflection, he realized that this made sense; traditional Chinese medicine is indeed not good at emergency care, and that was something he couldn't change.

Sitting in the auditorium, Li Chu had no interest in listening to what the leaders on the stage were saying; his mind wandered off into random thoughts.

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind. He turned around and saw that it was someone sitting in the back row reminding him that someone was calling.

Li Chu looked down the corridor and saw Deputy Director Wang from the internal medicine department waving at him.

He said something to Director Liang next to him, then crouched down and walked out.

When Deputy Director Wang saw him come out, he gestured for him to go outside and talk.

As soon as they stepped out of the auditorium, Deputy Director Wang said anxiously, "Dr. Li, we just had a patient with epilepsy. Could you please go and take a look? The patient has already had two seizures this morning."

"Let's go, Director Wang, let's talk as we walk."

Upon hearing that the patient had epilepsy, and that it was the second seizure in a short period of time, Li Chu did not waste any time and followed Deputy Director Wang to the inpatient department.

"Director Wang, could you briefly describe the patient's condition to me?"

"The patient is only twelve years old; he was brought here by his school teacher..."

Li Chu turned to look at Deputy Director Wang, wanting to make sure he hadn't misheard.

"That's right, Dr. Li. He is indeed only twelve years old, a boy. According to the teacher who brought him here, the boy suddenly fell off his stool during class, his whole body stiffened, and he was foaming at the mouth. They brought him here as soon as possible."

“When we arrived, the child seemed to have recovered. We transferred him to the ward for observation at the outpatient clinic, but he suddenly had another attack just now. We gave him an intramuscular injection of 0.1 grams of barbiturate, but it doesn’t seem to be working. Because he’s a child, we don’t dare to give him too much in a short time. Director Chen said that your traditional Chinese medicine treatment for epilepsy has miraculous effects, so he asked me to invite you over to take a look.”

"By the way, benzodiazepine is a drug specifically for treating epilepsy," Deputy Director Wang explained, afraid that the man might not know.

"Epilepsy?" Li Chu asked in astonishment.

"Oh, Dr. Li, in Western medicine we call epilepsy."

Li Chu waved his hand: "Director Wang, epilepsy is the name used in traditional Chinese medicine, and 'dian' and 'xian' are two different symptoms."

This time, it was Deputy Director Wang's turn to be stunned; he really didn't know this.

The two walked quickly toward the inpatient department. Li Chu explained to him, "Simply put, epilepsy can be considered a mental disorder. Epilepsy is roughly the same as seizures." As he spoke, the two arrived at the ward.

Director Chen was talking to a woman in her thirties.

The woman was talking to Director Chen while crying; she must be a patient's parent.

There were quite a few people in the ward, and Li Chu even saw some familiar faces, more than one.

"Uncle, what are you doing here?"

"Xiao Chu, you're here too. This child is a student at our school. He suddenly fell ill during class, and a few of us teachers brought him here."

It turned out they were students from Yan Bugui's school.

Li Chu then looked at the girl standing next to Yan Bugui and greeted her, "Hello, Ran, oh wait, shouldn't I call you Teacher Ran now?"

The girl he greeted was their neighbor, Ran Qiuye. He never expected that she would have already started working at the school.

Ran Qiuye brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and said softly, "Hello, Brother Li. I was recently assigned to Dongcheng No. 1 Primary School as a teacher."

Li Chu raised his chin, pointed, and asked, "Who is that woman?"

Yan Bugui, standing nearby, said, "That's the child's mother."

At this moment, Director Chen finished talking to the woman and waved to Li Chu to come over.

"Xiao Li, did Director Wang introduce it to you just now? We've already given her an injection of phenobarbital, but it doesn't seem to be working. I remember seeing a traditional Chinese medicine treatment for epilepsy before, what was the prescription called, um, Xuefu something..."

Li Chu quickly picked up where he left off, saying, "Director Chen, are you referring to Xuefu Zhuyu Decoction?"

"Ah, yes, yes, that's the medicine. I remember that patient took this medicine for many years and didn't have a relapse."

"Let me take the child's pulse first," Li Chu nodded.

Just as I was about to go forward, the child on the hospital bed, who had already calmed down, suddenly started convulsing again.

An intern standing by the hospital bed hurriedly grabbed a towel and stuffed it into the child's mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue.

"Director Chen, have the patient's parents arrived?"

"She's here. She's the patient's mother," Director Chen said, pointing to the woman who had spoken to him earlier.

Chapter 171 Epilepsy