Chapter 83 Chapter 83 One man's meat is another man's poison
Mr. Zhao's dizziness was not a complete blackout resulting in loss of consciousness, but rather a dizziness resulting from a temporary paralysis of the brain.
It's a bit like when you're on a roller coaster and you lose consciousness the moment the car dives down, but your mind quickly recovers when the front of the car rises again.
Therefore, he could still feel the pain, but his brain just couldn't react for a while.
After waiting for several seconds, when the pain spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body, he almost cried out "Mom" in pain.
Not to mention Mr. Zhao, the people around him all felt a sharp pain in the soles of their feet when they saw him roll his eyes suddenly.
"What about now? Do you still say your kidneys are fine?" Shen Miao asked.
After pulling his foot back, Mr. Zhao still insisted, "I just worked too much these past few days and my feet are tired. Not to mention the soles of my feet, I feel pain wherever you press on them."
He had fainted just now, but he still did not forget to prove that his boy's urine eggs were fine: "If I hadn't eaten eggs cooked with boy's urine every day, my body would have collapsed long ago. Ask around in every building, who wouldn't say I'm in good health? It's all because I take supplements every day."
Seeing that his tongue coating was somewhat white, Shen Miao tried to take his pulse again.
The pulse is weak and powerless. It feels soft like cotton when you put your fingers on it. It is due to insufficient Yang Qi.
Pinch it carefully again...
“Uncle, even if you are in good health, you can’t do it every day.” Shen Miao deliberately lowered the volume a bit.
After all, there are so many lesbians around, so we always have to give some face to our elders.
"You are already in your 40s or 50s, so stop torturing your body every day. Once or twice a month is enough. Too much is not good for your health."
Shen Miao did not speak loudly for his own good, so she did not let everyone hear. But when Zhao Gong heard her say that, he became even more excited, and his back became even straighter, bragging about himself without any shame: "Eh? If you want to talk about this, isn't it because my kidneys are good? It is said that the longer a man has sex, the better his health will be. If you don't believe me, ask your aunt, when have we not been together for an hour or two?"
Everyone: ...
Many of the cleaners in the hospital are couples. Mr. Zhao's wife also works as a cleaner in the hospital.
Unlike other elderly couples, they seldom see each other when they work in the hospital. It is clear from their conversations that they are living a good life, but Mr. Zhao's wife seems to have a lot of complaints about him and would argue with him after just a few words.
Now that I think about it... well, I'm busy in the hospital for seven or eight hours during the day, and I have to deal with him for an hour or two when I get home at night. No wonder I feel tired and don't want to pay attention to him.
When Mr. Zhao said this, many people present blushed.
I know you are capable, but don’t brag about it openly, okay?
Seeing him boasting about his “old but strong” deeds with a face that looked like he had kidney deficiency, Shen Miao couldn’t help but feel embarrassed for him: “Uncle, your kidneys are not healthy, you are sick, and the illness is not mild.”
"Nonsense!"
“Then let me ask you, do you usually relieve yourself intermittently?” Shen Miao asked.
Mr. Zhao didn't give a direct answer: "It's normal, it's like this when you get older."
"Do I have to get up several times a night?"
"I usually drink a lot of water, so there's nothing wrong with going to the bathroom more often."
Seeing that he was still being stubborn, Shen Miao had no choice but to expose his past: "Then how do you explain the fact that you wet the bed at night? Let's not talk about how far back in time, at least you wet the bed last night."
Mr. Zhao: !!!
You, you, you! You have no moral principles!
When they heard about bed-wetting, everyone started whispering again and looked at him with mocking eyes.
It was funny enough that I felt dizzy after being massaged on the foot, but I didn’t expect that he had other jokes.
Still wetting the bed when you are over 50? Tsk tsk, luckily you are at home. If you were sent to a nursing home, you would be slapped by the nurses for wetting the bed at night!
"Well, that's because I'm tired, so..."
Shen Miao interrupted his attempt to quibble, "Because of kidney deficiency, plus you have been unrestrained, so you can't control your sperm, and it's easy to leak urine when you sleep."
"Your duration is long not because your kidneys are healthy, but because your prostate is diseased, and the surrounding area is inflamed."
"Really, uncle, I don't need you. It's useless for you to eat a lot of boy's urine eggs. If you don't treat your kidneys and other parts of your body quickly, not to mention leaking urine when you sleep, you might leak a few drops when you sneeze in the future."
"You're only in your 50s, you don't want to walk around in diapers every day, do you?"
Listening to what Shen Miao said, Zhao Gong’s face turned pale and blue.
He really wanted to refute her and even wanted to cover her mouth with a rag, but she didn't tell lies or swear, and even her concerned tone seemed to be thinking about him...
Please, just scold me!
This way I can find a reason to attack you!
Gossip spread quickly in the hospital. In just one morning, many people had heard about it:
A man who leaked urine when sleeping at night went to the rehabilitation department to make trouble, saying that the boy's urine eggs he made himself could nourish the kidneys. However, not only did he get a cold shoulder, but after he came out, he went to the andrology department to make an appointment.
The doctors and nurses in the hospital have said more than once that the kidney-tonifying effect of boy's urine eggs is not as good as that of a handful of wolfberries, leeks, and mulberries.
But they didn't listen and firmly believed that boy's urine eggs were some kind of miraculous medicine that could nourish yin and strengthen the kidneys.
Now the man who sells boy’s urine eggs has bad kidneys himself. I’m afraid no one will believe his lies anymore.
“Chen Miao, Master wants you to go to his office.” Qin Xiaokun’s apprentice said as he walked past Shen Miao with a tray while eating in the cafeteria at noon.
Shen Miao almost choked as she hurriedly swallowed the egg yolk in her mouth.
While Shen Miao was taking a deep breath, she asked him, “Ahem! What’s the matter with you looking for me?”
"have no idea."
For a moment, the people who were eating around all looked in the direction of Shen Miao.
Shen Miao is truly a person of the moment. How come she can always create a wave wherever she goes?
I just don't know whether Qin Xiaokun intends to give her a red card or a black card when he asks her to go this time.
"Report."
Arriving at the office, Shen Miao knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Strange, this is not Qin Xiaokun's voice.
When he pushed open the door, Qin Xiaokun was not in the room. The person sitting in Qin Xiaokun's seat was casually flipping through the homework of his disciples. The cup of tea on the table had been left out for a long time and was just right for drinking now.
It’s Lu Jianghai.
Looking up at Shen Miao, Lu Jianghai put down the homework in his hand and said to her gently, “Don’t be nervous, come, sit down and talk.”
take it easy?
No way.
Shen Miao had seen his smiling face but hidden daggers, even if she had nothing worth him scheming against, she couldn't talk to him like an ordinary old man.
"I just heard that Teacher Qin was looking for me. Is he not here?"
"I called you."
Lu Jianghai flipped through the pile of homework on the table and sighed heavily: "I have heard about Xiao Qin's arrangements for you. He went too far in this matter of a personal vendetta."
Taking revenge for personal gain?
Shen Miao was a little confused and didn’t quite understand what he meant.
"Even if there is any grudge between us old people, it cannot involve you. Your master refused to accept him as a disciple, which is a matter between them. I can't take it out on you."
“He… didn’t have any…” Shen Miao said weakly.
"No? Why would I let you go to the rehabilitation department if you didn't have one?" Lu Jianghai raised his voice a bit, indignant, "We let you come to the hospital for internship to gain practical experience. What can you practice in the rehabilitation department?!"
If this could be considered as personal revenge, then he really had misunderstood.
"No, no, no, I'm doing fine in the rehabilitation department, and I can learn a lot."
Working in the rehabilitation department is a little more tiring than staying in the department to diagnose patients, but you can see patients with various conditions.
If they were to follow the attending physician in the department, these intern students would at most feel the patient's pulse and look at his complexion. It would be impossible for them to learn more about the patient.
But it was different in the rehabilitation department. She could diagnose patients' pulses however she wanted, and observe their symptoms more carefully while giving them acupuncture and massage. No one cared at all.
More importantly, you can chat and gossip with them~
Isn’t this much better than sitting in the department every day?
So, from the beginning, Shen Miao did not feel that Qin Xiaokun was making things difficult for her. Instead, it seemed that he wanted her to practice more and have more opportunities to practice than others.
"You don't have to be afraid of him, and don't worry. I've already taught him a lesson." After sighing again, Lu Jianghai adjusted his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Starting from this afternoon, you will go to the third department for internship. It will be easier."
Although Lu Jianghai has retired from the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, his reputation is still there and there are many of his students in the hospital, so he still has a say.
In order to punish Qin Xiaokun for his "personal revenge", Lu Jianghai deducted half a month's salary from him at the tutoring school and asked his assistant to draft a notice to tell other teachers, strictly prohibiting such discriminatory treatment of students.
Shen Miao: …
Are you really here to help me? Why do I feel like you are doing more harm than good...
Judging from Lu Jianghai's tone, it seems that the matter has been finalized and there is no room for maneuver.
But when she thought of Qin Xiaokun, she couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.
She was not afraid that Qin Xiaokun would retaliate against her afterwards. On the contrary, she was afraid that Qin Xiaokun would "take revenge on her personally".
Shen Miao would rather he was stricter with her, at least with high standards and strict requirements, she would have more motivation to move forward.
"Don't worry, your master and I have known each other for so many years. We are family. I will definitely take good care of you."
Listening to Lu Jianghai's caring and thoughtful tone, Shen Miao was not moved at all, and only felt that his smile was very fake.
In fact, there is no need to play such a drama. She is no longer a child. She can see clearly whether he is a hypocrite or a real villain...
In the afternoon, Shen Miao came to Department 3. The doctor in the room was a deputy chief physician, who was explaining the medical records to several students he was teaching.
“Hello, I’m Shen Miao.”
"Yes, Director Qin has already explained it to me at noon. Please sit down."
The doctor was very polite to her. After saying a few simple words, he continued to work on the medical record in his hand.
"You all felt the floating pulse, right?"
"Uh-huh."
"What disease does the floating pulse correspond to? Who can tell me?"
"There's wind-heat, wind-cold, and maybe, uh, physical weakness?"
"Take this patient as an example. His face is red and his tongue is covered with thick fur. Which one should he be?"
"A cold wind... huh?"
Listening to the doctor explaining the medical history to his students, Shen Miao felt like he was listening to a teacher teaching a child.
The age of these students was about the same as Shen Miao, but judging from the hesitation in their answers, they were probably just one or two years into their studies, and had just finished reading the knowledge in the books, and had not yet experienced actual combat.
The doctor in charge of them was also very patient. He broke down the case bit by bit and fed it to them carefully, allowing them to understand it according to their own thoughts.
It can be seen that this doctor is definitely a good and responsible teacher, but he is totally unsuitable for me...
The knowledge he taught was extremely basic, especially facial diagnosis and pulse diagnosis. She had followed her grandfather in practicing medicine for so many years, and she could basically tell the patient's condition just by looking at and touching the patient. She didn't need to use both hands alternately to feel the pulse as he taught her, in case her fingertips felt differently.
Besides, wasn't she here for an internship? The most important purpose was to see patients and gain experience.
Boom boom...
It's thundering outside.
Just like Shen Miao’s mood at this moment, it won’t be long before it starts to rain heavily.
I sat in the department for two hours without a single patient coming. Oh no, that’s not right. Half an hour ago, a patient came knocking on the door and asked where the doctor from the fourth department next door had gone…
The Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine sounds very impressive, as it is a provincial-level Grade 3A hospital, but there are not that many patients coming to see the doctor.
People with acute illnesses basically go to the Provincial People's Hospital and rely on Western medicine for treatment instead of wasting time.
Only patients with chronic diseases or those who need long-term conditioning will choose the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Basically, after one visit to the outpatient clinic, they will know the general situation and can go directly to the pharmacy to get medicine or go to the rehabilitation department for massage every time they come.
Moreover, compared with the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, some barefoot doctors in the urban villages and villages on the outskirts of the city are also very skilled, such as the Shen family's signature doctor who has been passed down for so many generations in Qinghe Village.
Therefore, some rural doctors with a good reputation will also take away patients who want to see Chinese medicine.
It is actually very cheap to register for medical treatment at the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but the big expenses are spending money on medicine and rehabilitation treatment.
An appointment with the attending physician is 70 cents, an appointment with the associate chief physician is 1 yuan, an appointment with the chief physician is 1.5 yuan, and an appointment with an expert is 2 yuan.
Since they all come to a traditional Chinese medicine hospital for treatment, and the prices of different titles are not that different, patients will naturally choose the most expensive expert first, and then the chief physician. Only when the illness is not serious will they reluctantly choose the deputy chief physician.
Therefore, after filtering through layer by layer, the number of patients we come into contact with every day is actually not that many.
The chief physician and the experts on duty may have 20 to 30 patients a day, while the deputy chief physicians like them may only have about 10 patients in total, and they have to be divided among five people. Sometimes it is possible that there are no empty appointments for the whole day.
After sitting in the department for an entire afternoon, Shen Miao felt like her brain was almost frozen.
She would rather stay in the rehabilitation department. At least it is more lively there. Unlike here, she can only listen to the teacher explaining simple exercises like "1+1=2" to students.
In half an hour it will be time for the hospital to close.
When taking the cup to the water room to get water, Shen Miao dragged his feet, hunched his back, and felt that all his energy and spirit had been drained away.
She felt that she was destined to be a hard worker, and was suited to constant busywork. She would feel uncomfortable if she had a little free time.
"Hey!"
Suddenly, she felt a tap on her left shoulder.
When Shen Miao looked to the left, she didn't see anyone. When she turned to the right, she saw Lu Xin's grimace.
Shen Miao was not frightened by him. She screwed the lid of the water cup on and raised the corner of her lips in a lack of interest, "Aren't you not coming to the hospital for internship?"
"Yeah, we were desk mates. I thought you were still suffering in hell, so I came to see you."
Lu Xin seemed to be in a good mood, with his hands behind his back and a bright smile on his face.
It was rare to see a ray of sunshine on a rainy day, but it did not make Shen Miao happy.
"How does it feel to follow Dr. Wang?"
Shen Miao replied calmly: “That’s it.”
hiss……
etc?
“How do you know that I’m following Doctor Wang now?” Shen Miao asked.
Lu Xin didn't come to the hospital for internship this week. She was only arranged by Lu Jianghai to Dr. Wang's department this afternoon. How could he know so quickly?
Shen Miao’s brain had been rusty for the whole afternoon, but now she instantly understood the key point: “It was you, you told your grandfather to transfer me to Doctor Wang’s department!”
"How about it? I'll still treat you well~"
Lu Xin raised his chin proudly, like a kid who got 100 points on the test in school asking his parents for a reward.
"What a fart!"
Reward? Shen Miao wanted to punch him!
"I was doing well in the rehabilitation department, but they insisted on transferring me back to the department. Do you know how bored I was this afternoon?"
"There are no patients, nothing to do, I just sit in the department and read medical records, listen to Dr. Wang's lectures to his students. What's the difference between this and wasting time and energy?"
"You are a genius and may not need these practical experiences, but we are different. We are just friends, so please have a sense of boundaries, okay?"
Shen Miao vented out all the resentment in her heart.
As soon as she saw Lu Xin, she thought of the extremely hypocritical face of Lu Jianghai when he talked to her at noon.
Even if they have the power to cover the sky with one hand, so what? It is really annoying to arrange other people's behavior like this!
Lu Xin was stunned by Shen Miao's scolding, his smile froze on his face, and he stood there motionlessly, not recovering for a long time.
"Yes, I'm sorry."
Pursing his lips, Lu Xin took the hand cream from behind him, handed it to her, and said weakly: "I heard that you have to work seven or eight hours a day in the rehabilitation department, doing cupping, acupuncture, and massaging people. I thought you must be very tired, so I asked my grandfather to transfer you..."
One man's meat may be another man's poison.
For Lu Xin, he couldn't bear the high-intensity work for several hours a day, so he naturally thought that Shen Miao would not like to "do odd jobs" in the rehabilitation department.
As a girl, who doesn’t want to have a more relaxed work life?
He didn’t want to ask the old man for help, but for Shen Miao, he still bit the bullet and asked him for help.
I didn't expect that my good intentions would lead to more trouble...
Looking at the hand cream that Lu Xin handed over, Shen Miao was silent.
The punch that was originally intended to hit him on the head now just wanted to turn around and hit myself.
It was a bit rash for him to tell Lu Jianghai about his own affairs so hastily, but his original intention was for his own good. He did not want him to play the savior in front of him on a whim, nor did he want to gain his admiration and gratitude.
He was just afraid that his hands would be too tired.
The sudden stop of emotions made Shen Miao a little embarrassed. Looking at the hand cream, Shen Miao tidied up the broken hair on her forehead and her tone softened a lot. “Then you, can you tell me in advance and ask for my opinion?”
"I wanted to tell you this," Lu Xin explained, picking at the outer shell of the hand cream with his fingertips. "Someone said that Uncle Qin seemed to be targeting you, saying that you had been swallowing your anger and not daring to confront him head-on. If I told you, Uncle Qin might think you were complaining, so I took the initiative to tell my grandfather. This way, even if he hates you in his heart, it has nothing to do with you."
Shen Miao didn’t know what to say for a moment.
If you say he is stupid, he did consider many factors, but if you say he is smart, he did not consider his own thoughts.
So we can only say that he is still young and thinks in a simple way, but his starting point is good and it comes from good intentions.
Taking the hand cream from his hand, Shen Miao forced out a faint smile, “I’m sorry, um, I, uh…thank you, I’ll accept this hand cream then.”
Lu Xin was still like a puppy that had been beaten with a stick, with his head drooping pitifully, his tail between his legs, and his eyes full of grievance.
“Okay, okay,” Shen Miao raised his hand and rubbed his head back and forth, “I’ll treat you to skewers after get off work, okay?”
Lu Xin shook his head and re-arranged his handsome bangs. "Okay, then I'm going to give you a good meal!"
"no problem."
Little boys are easy to coax, so Shen Miao said a few soft words, and the sun that was covered by dark clouds once again showed its bright sunshine.
When Shen Miao returned, the department, which had been empty for the entire afternoon, finally had a patient.
I didn't mean to wish for others to get sick, but I hadn't diagnosed anyone for a long time, so I felt a little excited.
The people who came to see the doctor were a mother and daughter. When Shen Miao arrived, the doctor was checking the girl’s pulse.
The girl looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old. This was probably her first time to see a Chinese doctor. The smell of Chinese medicine in the air made her somewhat scared. While the doctor was asking questions, she kept her legs tightly together and her other hand was nervously grasping the hem of her skirt.
"The high school entrance exam is coming up soon, right? Are you under a lot of pressure from studying?"
"Um……"
"What time do you go to bed and get up every day?"
"Go to bed at 10pm and get up at 6:30am."
"That's not right... Why do I look like I often stay up late? Don't I get enough rest?"
After hearing what the doctor said, the girl became even more nervous, as if some of her private secrets had been discovered.
Afterwards, the doctor asked his students and Shen Miao to feel her pulse as well.
The pulse feels thin under the fingertips, and at the same time beats faster than usual...a typical thin pulse.
Hiss, she looks like a normal little girl, how come her pulse shows signs of kidney deficiency?
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