Chapter 26 I am suffering from a TCM emotional disorder
As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Guohua suddenly stopped flipping through the medical records, turned his head, and looked at Chen Yin in disbelief.
The scenes of Chen Yin showing off her skills in the office and ward are still vivid in my mind. How could she not be able to cope with the irritable bowel syndrome in front of her?
Thinking of this, Yang Guohua quickly finished reading the medical records in his hand.
Finally, it was concluded that although the disease at hand was rather troublesome, Chen Yin should not say that she did not know how to treat it.
This is not something a young doctor like Chen Yin, who is full of vitality and hope, would say.
Yang Guohua glanced at the smug Zhang Dequan opposite him, and asked Chen Yin in confusion.
"Xiao Chen, the medical record states that the patient has irritable bowel syndrome. Shouldn't you be completely helpless?"
"I'm sorry, Director Yang. All I saw in the medical record was a series of test reports and the conclusion you mentioned: irritable bowel syndrome."
"As a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, I don't want to see these medical records. Those seemingly complicated and cold numbers don't help me with my diagnosis at all."
“So, if I want to know how I would treat someone, I need to see the patient firsthand.”
As soon as Chen Yin said this, the office was instantly plunged into a turbulent atmosphere.
Li Qihua looked at Chen Yin in disbelief, not understanding how this young girl could dare to doubt Director Zhang's treatment methods?
As the team in our hospital's Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine that conducts the most in-depth research on the integration of Chinese and Western medicine treatment methods, it has always been highly praised by superiors and patients. How could she dare to doubt it?
In an instant, all kinds of messy thoughts ran through Li Qihua's mind.
Finally, he turned his gaze to Sun Siwei, who came in with Director Yang and Chen Yin, and silently opened his mouth, trying to use his mouth shape to make Sun Siwei see his problem clearly.
Sun Siwei looked at the question from the opposite side, "Who is this little girl?" and chose to ignore it.
When he heard Chen Yin's negative answer, his heart skipped a beat. He couldn't believe that the person he had just admired was stumped by a question from Director Zhang.
But with Chen Yin's three answers, he gradually put his heart back in his stomach, and there was a hint of complacency in his eyes when he looked at Director Zhang and Li Qihua.
Because Sun Siwei understood Chen Yin's subconscious meaning.
That is, the medical record in front of him is simply useless. For a Chinese medicine practitioner, the content recorded on it does not provide any basis for diagnosis.
Dr. Qiu had been pointed out by Chen Yin before that the missing information in the medical record was the key to solving the cause of the disease.
Therefore, facing Li Qihua's anxious gaze, Sun Siwei was like sitting on the Diaoyutai, quietly waiting for Doctor Chen to show his skills.
Yang Guohua had the same idea as him. The worry on his face changed and he looked at Zhang Dequan opposite him with a smug look.
"Oh! Lao Zhang, Xiao Chen is right. There are quite a lot of things missing from your medical record. Not only is there no pulse diagnosis conclusion on the day of admission, but even the tongue and pulse diagnosis during the several days of treatment are glossed over. All it has are tissue test reports, electrocardiograms, and the like. We are traditional Chinese medicine practitioners."
After hearing this long string of words, Zhang Dequan was immediately very angry.
He didn't expect that not only had Yang Guohua repeatedly opposed his innovations in the hospital, but now he even dared to target a young girl.
Why, he seems to have lost his temper now, right?
Before, he just wanted to use Chen Yin to severely dampen the enthusiasm of Yang Guohua and his team. Now, he even wanted to show this little girl how powerful he was.
Immediately, Zhang Dequan restrained the proud expression on his face and looked at Chen Yin with a serious gaze.
"Since you think my treatment method is not good, let's see if you have any better ideas."
After saying that, he walked away, leading the group to the single room where Yang Hao, a patient with irritable bowel syndrome, was staying.
Li Qihua wanted to catch up quickly, but looked at Yang Guohua embarrassedly.
Yang Guohua followed behind aggressively, not paying any attention to this small character, and casually handed the medical records to Sun Siwei.
Taking advantage of this, Li Qihua pretended to want to take the medical record book, and silently followed Sun Siwei at the back.
Now he finally had the chance to find out more about Chen Yin's information. He wanted to know where she got the confidence to challenge his own Director Zhang!
You know, Director Zhang is the most popular candidate to be promoted to director of their department.
The future director of the Department of Internal Medicine at Dongyu City Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was disrespected by a young man. No one would believe it if they told others about it.
Even if he believed most of it, he would definitely guess that the other party's identity was unusual.
When Sun Siwei heard Li Qihua's question, he immediately looked at him with an expression that said you don't understand, shook his head and said nothing.
Li Qihua became furious and immediately put his arms around Sun Siwei's shoulders, pressing his head into his arms.
"Sun Siwei, we graduated from the same university and work in the same company. How could you hide this from me?"
"What's this? Don't you just want to know if Doctor Chen has any hidden identity?"
"Am I wrong to guess this? If it were you, would you dare to talk to Director Zhang like this?"
Li Qihua's question was so deafening that Sun Siwei had no choice but to reply:
"No, you're all wrong. Doctor Chen has no status. He just has excellent medical skills."
"real?"
"real."
"Then she is truly 'bold!'"
"You'll know later that Doctor Chen isn't daring, but rather someone who is skilled and daring."
Sun Siwei glanced at Li Qihua, who was still looking at Chen Yin with a pair of mercenary eyes, shook his head, and quickly caught up with the three people in front.
Soon, a group of people arrived in front of the ward.
“Knock knock knock!”
Zhang Dequan knocked on the door and reminded: "Mr. Yang, I'm coming in."
Yang Hao, who was eating grapes handed to him by his wife in the ward, instantly suppressed his irritability and gave his wife a look.
Mei Yue quickly put down the things in her hands, hurriedly tidied the quilt, and looked at the door with a smile on her face.
"Director Zhang, you're here. I wonder when my husband can be discharged from the hospital? Our business is very busy. If he stays in the hospital for a few more days, I'm afraid his old customers will be poached away."
Although the words were a bit exaggerated, they also expressed the patient's eagerness to recover and be discharged from the hospital.
Zhang Dequan's stern face did not change at all, and his eyes were fixed on Yang Hao, whose face and lips were dark red.
"Mr. Yang, what's wrong with you now?"
Thinking that the person asking the questions was the deputy chief physician of the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Yang Hao wanted to suppress his inner irritation, but as soon as he spoke, his control was instantly broken.
"Director Zhang, Director Li referred me here. I've been hospitalized for a few days and had all sorts of tests done—colonoscopy, ultrasound, blood tests... They've diagnosed me with irritable bowel syndrome. Why can't they cure me?"
"Mr. Yang, calm down first. Irritable bowel syndrome is a very troublesome disease. The irritability means that this disease cannot be treated hastily. Grapes are also gas-producing, so you should eat less of them now."
It was another imperative medical order. Yang Hao held his breath and put down the grapes in his heart.
Seeing that the patient was listening, Zhang Dequan immediately stretched out his hand and pointed at Yang Guohua and Chen Yin behind him.
"Mr. Yang, this is Director Yang from our department. Next to him is Dr. Chen, the master of Traditional Chinese Medicine whom Director Yang specially invited."
Hearing this, Yang Hao and Mei Yue turned their gaze to Yang Guohua and Chen Yin. In just a second, both of their eyes stayed on Yang Guohua.
As people who can live in a single room, the two are very familiar with some unspoken rules.
Since the two had already received the recommendation about Deputy Director Zhang from Director Li, they assumed that Deputy Director Zhang was worthy of the trust of the director of the department and had the best medical skills in the department except for Director Li.
Therefore, since they were hospitalized, the two of them have not cared about the internal structure of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Yang Guohua should also be a deputy director. As Zhang Dequan's opponent, why would Zhang Dequan invite him?
As for the pretty young girl standing next to Yang Guohua, Chen Yin, Director Zhang probably just mentioned her casually.
Then, Yang Hao tentatively called out, "Hello, Director Yang."
"Hello." Yang Guohua greeted with a gentle smile.
Mei Yue glanced at Zhang Dequan and thought: If I want to see a doctor, I have to find a gentle one like Director Yang. I don’t have the nerve to come to him if I have any problems.
Zhang Dequan had no time to pay attention to the little thoughts in the ward. After introducing the main characters of this trip, he immediately stated the purpose of his visit.
"Because your condition is a bit troublesome, Mr. Yang, I specially consulted with Director Yang to find a better treatment plan."
"It just so happens that today Director Yang has invited a young talent from another hospital, Doctor Chen, to come to the hospital to exchange medical experience. I thought this would be a great opportunity to brainstorm a better treatment plan for Mr. Yang, so I immediately called the two of you over."
"Before coming here, Doctor Chen said there were many details he wanted to discuss with Mr. Yang. Would that be convenient?"
After these words were spoken, Yang Hao and Mei Yue felt that their brains were not enough.
What? What?
The main person for consultation was not Director Yang, but a young girl from outside - Doctor Chen.
Yang Hao looked Chen Yin up and down carefully, feeling uneasy.
No matter which hospital Chen Yin came from, even if she was a doctor from the Xuhua University Affiliated Hospital, the most famous hospital in the southwest region, he would not dare to ask her to treat him because she was so young.
Yang Hao was extremely confused and said with a frown:
"I know you mean well, Director Zhang, but..."
"Mr. Yang, don't worry. We're just doing a routine four-diagnosis consultation. Doctor Chen adheres strictly to traditional Chinese medicine. There's no need to prescribe any tests. It will just take a little of your time."
Zhang Dequan saw the resistance in the other person's eyes and immediately added explanation.
Sure enough, seeing Director Zhang had said so much, Yang Hao stopped refusing and said, "Well, Doctor Chen, please take a look."
Then he stretched out his hand out of habit, thinking that he would immediately have his pulse checked.
Chen Yin looked at the bright and beautiful interior decoration in front of her and didn't understand why the times were getting better and better, while traditional Chinese medicine was declining.
When she saw the medical record given by Li Qihua, she felt a surge of anger in her chest.
She didn't understand why the city's traditional Chinese medicine practitioners had adopted Western medicine. It was neither Chinese nor Western. No wonder even the university had changed.
Chen Yin's academic performance in college was not outstanding, and the biggest reason for this was the collision of two different ways of thinking. It was simply wishful thinking to learn the fast-paced Western approach while expecting people to master the long-standing and profound Chinese medicine.
But the hospital was the same, extremely disappointing.
She does not object to people using more convenient technological means to assist, but she cannot tolerate completely abandoning the essence of traditional Chinese medicine, becoming an assistant to a machine, and losing autonomy, as just now.
At this moment, compared to treating patients, she wanted to show the charm and outstanding ability of traditional Chinese medicine in front of a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner who had gone astray.
Tell the world that Traditional Chinese Medicine has not been replaced by Western medicine, and it has incomparable advantages over Western medicine.
Chen Yin raised her feet and walked forward, each step being extremely powerful.
She glanced at Sun Siwei who had put the stool away, sat down, and said:
"Please, Dr. Sun, please record my diagnostic ideas and conclusions in the medical record."
"No problem, Doctor Chen." Sun Siwei happily accepted the task and stood closest to Chen Yin.
After entering the room, Chen Yin carefully observed Yang Hao lying on the hospital bed.
The patient's breathing was steady and his speech was clear. His face and lips were the same dark red color. He was obese and his voice occasionally had a phlegm-like sound.
Then, she told everyone the results of her inspection and auscultation.
"The patient is conscious...his teeth are yellow..."
When Yang Hao heard Chen Yin's evaluation, he subconsciously closed his mouth, worried about making a fool of himself.
But at this moment, Chen Yin suddenly gave him an order, "Mr. Yang, please open your mouth and stick out your tongue."
The tone was obviously gentle, but Yang Hao made the move subconsciously.
When he realized what a stupid thing he had done, he quickly retracted his tongue, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he stammered as he tried to say something.
At this time, Chen Yin gave another diagnosis: "The tongue coating is thick and greasy, and the tongue is dark."
"Now, Mr. Yang can put his hands on the pulse diagnosis."
"What?" Yang Hao's mind was so confused by what had just happened that he couldn't react at all for a while.
But in Mei Yue's eyes, it was her husband who was dumbfounded by looking at a young girl, and she was immediately furious.
She glared at her husband fiercely and quickly moved to the position between her husband and Chen Yin.
Then, she pulled her husband's hand out of the quilt, pressed it on the pulse pillow, gritted her teeth and said to Chen Yin in a gentle tone:
"Doctor Chen, please take my pulse."
Chen Yin nodded and immediately placed her fingertips on it.
Time passed minute by minute, and Yang Hao had already gotten over the embarrassment he had just felt, with all his senses focused on his wrist.
At first, he thought that it was Director Zhang who brought it up first, so he just endured it and let it go.
But as the pulse diagnosis took longer and longer, he couldn't help but move his sitting position, trying to relieve the irritation in his heart.
It was not until he stared at the ceiling that he felt his hand being released.
Yang Hao quickly withdrew his hand and said impatiently, "Doctor Chen, is this all right?"
"Sorry, I still need to check the pulse of the other hand."
Chen Yin shook her head and immediately gave the other party a negative answer.
As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Hao immediately became unhappy, and looked at Chen Yin with suspicion in his eyes. Even Mei Yue looked at Chen Yin with unkindness in her eyes.
Yang Hao quickly folded his hands in front of him and asked:
"Could it be that you, a young girl, are not very skilled and are trying to stall for time? Both hands are mine, and the pulses must be the same. Why is it necessary to examine both hands?"
The next second, he met Zhang Dequan's gaze and asked, "Director Zhang, am I right?"
At this moment, Zhang Dequan felt for the first time that pulse diagnosis as Chen Yin said was very necessary, otherwise why would the patient say such words when he knew nothing about pulse diagnosis?
Zhang Dequan was about to shake his head to deny it when Chen Yin's voice interrupted him.
"Mr. Yang, I think you've misunderstood. The Cun pulse on the left hand represents the heart, the Guan pulse represents the liver, and the Chi pulse represents the kidneys. The Cun pulse on the right hand represents the lungs, the Guan pulse represents the spleen, and the Chi pulse represents the Mingmen. The pulses on the left and right hands represent different organs, so naturally, we need to examine both hands."
After hearing this, although Yang Hao was confused, he was still unwilling to admit defeat.
"Since I have irritable bowel syndrome, you only need to look at... only look at..."
He was about to say, "Why not just look at one hand?" but he realized that the left and right hands didn't represent the position of the intestines, so he didn't finish his words.
Having made a fool of himself in front of the little girl again, Yang Hao stretched out his right hand in anger.
Then, there was another long period of pulse diagnosis.
Looking at Chen Yin's attitude, Zhang Dequan thought that even if the other party's medical skills were not very good, he would look up to this young man just because he was willing to spend time on pulse diagnosis.
In today's world of advanced science and technology and rapid progress in medical technology, who would still be willing to learn these little tricks?
If you want to know what illness the patient has, just issue an examination order. Once the machine takes a picture, you can immediately tell what the illness is.
"The pulse is stringy and slippery."
Chen Yin gave the final pulse diagnosis.
Combined with what she had seen in the medical record and the patient's self-description during hospitalization, Chen Yin had already made a basic judgment on the cause of the patient's illness.
Zhang Dequan looked at Chen Yin standing up and asked curiously:
"Doctor Chen, have you diagnosed what disease Mr. Yang has?"
"Sorry, Director Zhang, I have something to ask Mr. Yang's lover."
Hearing this, everyone in the ward looked at Mei Yue, not understanding why Chen Yin mentioned her.
Mei Yue had the same doubt in her mind. She pointed at herself, her eyes full of confusion.
"I?"
"Yes." Chen Yin nodded and explained the reason. "I think Mr. Yang's lover has been living with him for a long time, so he must know a lot about her. So I have some questions."
Hearing this, Mei Yue's mood suddenly improved for some reason, and she couldn't hide the happy smile on her face.
She coughed twice to suppress the laughter that was about to come out of her throat, "Doctor Chen, ask."
"I see Mr. Yang is rather overweight, and from what you said when we walked in, I imagine he must be a very large business, right?"
"Of course. Although my words may sound a bit exaggerated, in Dongyu, many people will give me face if I mention my husband's name."
Speaking of this, Mei Yue's tone was obviously very proud.
"In that case, Mr. Yang has been able to build such a big business. He must have a very good temper, right?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present realized that something was wrong.
Mei Yue's heart suddenly dropped, her eyes quickly turned to her husband, and she uttered words one by one.
"fine."
How could a person who is usually kind-tempered, chubby, and smiles like Maitreya Buddha become this guy with such a bad temper lying on the hospital bed?
In an instant, countless bad images flashed through Mei Yue's mind, her legs went limp, and she almost fell to her knees.
At this moment, she didn't care about anything else. She held Chen Yin tightly with both hands and begged with a choked voice:
"Doctor Chen! You must save my husband. Since you can see that something is wrong with him, you must have a solution, right? Doctor Chen, as long as you can cure my husband, you can pay any amount of money you want."
The crying voice echoed back and forth in the ward, turning Zhang Dequan's face ashen.
They had clearly done a lot of tests after the patient was hospitalized, so how come they didn't even notice this little change?
He subconsciously turned his gaze to the patient's attending physician, Li Qihua.
The moment their eyes met, Li Qihua trembled all over and straightened his back, fearing that Zhang Dequan would point it out as a mistake.
He thought: The director didn't notice anything wrong with the patient, what could he, a resident doctor, do?
Compared with Zhang Dequan's bitterness and Li Qihua's helplessness, Yang Guohua and Sun Siwei finally felt a sense of "as expected" at this moment.
That's right! This is how Dr. Chen should be when he's seeing patients.
Chen Yin gently placed her hand on the back of Mei Yue's hand and soothed her softly:
"Don't worry, family members. I'm just asking a routine question. Mr. Yang's condition isn't incurable."
As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Hao and Mei Yue felt relieved.
Mei Yue, in particular, was a little embarrassed as she slowly stood up with the help of Chen Yin's hands. She turned her face to the side, casually wiped the sweat from her fright, and gently exhaled several panicked breaths.
When she calmed down, she smiled awkwardly, "Doctor Chen, if you see anything, just tell me. My husband and I will do as you say."
No doctor would dislike seeing that the patient is willing to do what he says and is obedient.
Then, Chen Yin gave her diagnosis.
"After diagnosis, Mr. Yang's thick and greasy tongue coating, combined with other symptoms, suggests stagnation of cold and dampness. Furthermore, his temper fluctuates greatly. Traditional Chinese medicine often says that the liver governs the body's qi, so Mr. Yang also suffers from liver qi stagnation. This is a syndrome of liver depression and spleen deficiency, combined with stagnation of cold and dampness."
Although Yang Hao and Mei Yue didn't understand these messy academic terms, they couldn't help but nod in agreement when they saw Chen Yin talking so eloquently.
At this moment, Zhang Dequan also realized that he had overlooked some small problems.
After all, in his new research topic, the correlation between mood disorders and traditional Chinese medicine is not as sharp and obvious as that between them.
In other words, to a certain extent, Western medicine treats two diseases.
So he subconsciously ignored a person's emotions, which actually have a great impact on the condition.
The patient had a history of chronic atrophic gastritis and diabetes before being hospitalized.
Therefore, when considering the patient's treatment plan and medication, he took many things into consideration and showed some hesitation.
In terms of medication, we did not give a strong dose of medicine directly, but chose to observe the changes in daily test data and continuously advance the treatment progress.
As a result, the patient's symptoms are not resolved and his mood becomes more irritable. Perhaps because of this, the changes in certain clinical indicators are aggravated.
At this moment, a crack appeared in the idea that Zhang Dequan had always believed in.
Seeing that the situation was leaning towards him, Yang Guohua could no longer hide the smile on his face. He glanced at Zhang Dequan cheerfully and urged:
"Xiao Chen, now that you've identified the cause of the illness, what prescription would you recommend for Mr. Yang's condition?"
"The prescription for painful diarrhea is effective." Chen Yin replied.
"Excellent! The essential formula for diarrhea and pain is composed of Atractylodes macrocephala, White Peony Root, Saposhnikovia divaricata, and Tangerine Peel. These four herbs work together to nourish the spleen and purge the liver. It's absolutely effective for this condition."
Yang Guohua said this excitedly, with one hand constantly pointing towards Sun Siwei's position, indicating that he should write it down in the medical record quickly.
After talking about the medicine to be taken, Chen Yin immediately added:
"In addition to taking the Tongxie Yaofang (Tongxie Yaofang) prescription, Mr. Yang also needs acupuncture treatment to address his persistent abdominal pain. Based on the syndrome differentiation, the acupuncture method of strengthening the spleen and regulating the mind is used."
Before she finished speaking, she glanced at Zhang Dequan, who was obviously immersed in his own emotions, then glanced at Sun Siwei and changed the subject.
"I believe the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine should have many acupuncture masters, so I won't teach you how to do it here."
As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Guohua immediately wanted to refute them.
But when he looked up and saw the patient staring at Chen Yin with shining eyes, he instantly realized that he had made a mistake.
It is true that he invited Chen Yin to the hospital to exchange experiences and learn from each other, but Chen Yin was not a doctor in his own hospital after all. She had to leave for something in the evening and might have to return to the town tomorrow to continue treating the residents.
At this time, he couldn't say that the people in the small town were nothing and that they should continue to stay in their hospital to treat and save lives for these high-ranking officials.
Yang Guohua knew that if he said such words, he would not only be condemned by his conscience, but also lose Chen Yin, a rare master of traditional Chinese medicine.
If Chen Yin does everything by herself now, the patient's treatment will come to a standstill after she leaves.
He glanced at the bewildered students and added with a smile:
"Xiao Chen is right. I'll call Dr. Cheng from the Acupuncture Department later. Dr. Cheng studied under many masters and is well-known in our hospital for his acupuncture skills. Mr. Yang, you don't have to worry."
Seeing this, the words Yang Hao was about to blurt out got stuck in his throat. After meeting Yang Guohua's smiling eyes, he had no choice but to swallow them back.
Anyway, judging by the current situation, his illness can definitely be cured, so there is no need to offend the director of the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine over this trivial matter.
"I understand. Director Yang, please take care of the arrangements."
At this point, the matter regarding Yang Hao's illness came to an end.
Chen Yin's purpose of visiting the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine today can be said to have made extraordinary progress. She turned her head and glanced at the time. It was already six o'clock.
"It's already six o'clock, Director Yang, I'm leaving now."
"Okay, okay! We won't waste any more of your time. If you need anything, just call my home or office. Next time, if I run into any problems, I'll probably have to bother you again. Xiao Sun, see Xiao Chen off."
Yang Guohua waved goodbye and watched Chen Yin turn and leave with a smile on his face.
"Director Yang, no need. I already know the way. There's no need to bother Doctor Sun. See you next time if there's a chance."
As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Yin had already walked outside.
Just at this moment, no one knew what happened, but suddenly a group of people rushed into the inpatient area in a hurry.
The group of people were wearing neat suits in the hot autumn day. It was obvious that they were not ordinary people. They instantly made the quiet inpatient area noisy.
Therefore, as soon as Chen Yin moved, she fell into the noisy crowd and could not be caught at all.
Sun Siwei stopped walking and looked at the hospital bed that was moving towards him at high speed with a puzzled look on his face.
Not only him, most of the doctors and nurses in the inpatient area did not have time to react to the scene before them.
It was the head nurse who had just answered the phone. She looked around nervously. When she saw where Zhang Dequan and Yang Guohua were, she immediately ran towards them.
"Director Zhang, Director Yang, Director Li just called back and told us to squeeze a single room for the patient brought in by ambulance."
"Director Li? Isn't Director Li in Shanghai for exchanges?" Zhang Dequan asked puzzledly.
"Since they were brought here by ambulance, has anyone told me what the patient's condition was? Why was he sent to our Chinese medicine hospital? Our hospital isn't good at first aid or other trauma treatments."
Yang Guohua recalled the figure on the hospital bed that he had seen from the crowd and immediately asked the most crucial question.
At this point, the head nurse frowned, and the doubt in her words became even stronger.
"That's the problem. Although the patient was brought in by ambulance, it seems the emergency center doesn't understand the situation. Also, Director Li told us to follow their instructions."
At this point, the head nurse seemed to find it difficult to speak.
Zhang Dequan saw the head nurse's embarrassment and pressed her, "Tell me! What else did Director Li say?"
"It's not Director Li, but they seem to have brought their own doctors with them, and don't need our hospital staff to see them. They say...they say they just want to borrow our hospital's equipment and medicinal materials, and we don't need to do anything else."
As soon as these words were spoken, the circle centered on Zhang Dequan and Yang Guohua fell into silence.
Such words were an insult to the hospital and all the doctors, but Director Li actually agreed to the other party's request, which forced the two to start guessing each other's identities.
Zhang Dequan frowned, pondered for a moment, and quickly made arrangements.
"Since it's Director Li's order, just follow it. Mr. Yang, who lives in Room 604, has recovered. Go tell him I'm asking him to move a bed and then send the patient Director Li ordered in."
"Okay! I'll go right away." With the arrangement in place, the head nurse acted quickly without thinking twice.
On the other side, due to the chaos at that moment, Chen Yin accidentally mixed into the crowd.
Inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of the patient's expression on the bed and immediately realized the urgency of his mistake.
She subconsciously wanted to go forward to help, but she saw a middle-aged man in his fifties comforting the patient, who seemed to understand the patient's condition very well.
Faintly, one could seem to see the medicine bottle wrapped in the other person's hand.
Then the patient still took the medicine to relieve the symptoms and came to the hospital again, but it seemed that there was nothing he could do for himself.
Thinking of this, Chen Yin no longer worried about the patient's condition. She quickly broke through the crowd and ran towards the hospital gate.
Soon, she boarded the most crowded bus and headed towards Xu Ting's home.
Since she had been to the community last time, the community security had a very clear impression of Chen Yin. In addition, Rongyi had reminded the security early in the morning, so Chen Yin quickly passed through the community gate, took the elevator, and arrived at the door of Xu's house.
She was just about to reach out and knock on the door when she heard a "click" and the door was hurriedly opened by someone inside.
When she raised her eyes, she met Xu Ting's nervous eyes. She subconsciously asked, "Uncle Xu, what's wrong?"
Before he finished speaking, Rongyi rushed out from behind Xu Ting, slapped Chen Yin lightly on the shoulder, and asked fiercely:
"You kid! Where have you been all afternoon? Are you going to make us worry to death about you at home?"
At the end of her voice, there was an obvious cry in her voice, which frightened Chen Yin so much that she was at a loss.
Although Xu Ting was not as emotionally expressive as his wife, he was obviously worried about Chen Yin's delayed appearance.
In their impression, Chen Yin lived in the city and had no other acquaintances except their family. It was a good thing that they did not call the police immediately after she disappeared for an entire afternoon.
"You clearly said you'd come in the afternoon, and it's almost evening now. Where have you been? If you don't tell me, I'll tell your mother about this."
Obviously, Xu Ting was also frightened by Chen Yin's appearance today and began to threaten her.
Realizing that everyone was worried about her, Chen Yin immediately raised her hands and began to explain.
"Actually, after calling Uncle Xu this afternoon, I went to the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine to exchange experiences with Director Yang of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine."
"Municipal Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital?"
"Director Yang?"
"Exchange of experience?"
The couple sang in unison, their eyes filled with shock and confusion.
They were confused. When did Chen Yin become involved with the director of the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine? When did they meet? Why hadn't she mentioned it before?
In order to explain clearly, Chen Yin could only recount in detail what happened on the train back home.
The three of them walked into the house while talking.
After hearing the thrilling scenes on the train, Rongyi subconsciously covered her chest and breathed slowly.
"Luckily, that person met our Yin Yin, otherwise something terrible would have happened on the train. I heard that if you're not careful with this kind of heatstroke, you could lose your life."
"It's also his destiny to have a noble person." Xu Ting felt the same way, and then changed the subject and said excitedly:
"It must be that Yinyin is a kind-hearted doctor, and good deeds are rewarded. Otherwise, how could she have gotten to know the doctors at the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine? Although Yinyin is an excellent doctor, it would be very beneficial for her development to make more connections."
Grandpa Xu had long been dissatisfied with his son and daughter-in-law's chattering. He couldn't stand the smugness on his son's face at all, and quickly interrupted the conversation as if he had met a doctor from the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
"Alright, alright! Looking at Yinyin's appearance, she must not have rested at the Municipal Hospital. She must be hungry. Come and eat quickly. We specially prepared a lot of delicious dishes today."
Xu Lexin finally got a chance to participate in the topic and said excitedly:
"Sister Yinyin, come quickly! Today I specially asked mom to make delicious fried chicken, French fries, and ketchup. Come quickly and eat with us."
Hearing this, Rongyi glared at his son unhappily and said,
"Telling your sister Yinyin to eat? I think you want to eat it yourself, right? It's because your sister Yinyin is here today, so you should eat less fried food like this."
Facing Xu Lexin's pleading gaze, Chen Yin had no choice but to help explain:
"It's just a little bit of food that you eat occasionally. Just be more careful about your diet tomorrow. It won't be a problem."
Then, several people moved to the dining table and enjoyed the food.
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② Records of Medical Cases of Common and Difficult Diseases in Traditional Chinese Medicine
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