As he was speaking, Feng Xingping came over in a hurry.
"President Chang, Director Tao."
"Director Feng, please go check on the patient first. We'll discuss it later. The patient is in the emergency room."
Tao Chaoyun said to Feng Xingping.
"good."
Feng Xingping did not delay and followed Tao Chaoyun into the emergency room. As they walked, Tao Chaoyun told Feng Xingping about the patient's condition.
"This is a sign of yang deficiency and impending collapse."
After hearing this, Feng Xingping examined the patient and his expression became serious.
"Director Feng, is this troublesome?"
Director Tian asked from the side.
"This is due to a deficiency of Yang Qi that cannot absorb blood. Blood transfusions cannot be excessive, otherwise the amount of bleeding will increase."
Feng Xingping nodded and said to Director Tian.
"But if the patient doesn't receive a blood transfusion, he'll continue to bleed. That's not good either."
"At this time, we need to take a two-pronged approach of supporting Yang and stopping bleeding. The patient is sweating profusely, and the sweating must be stopped, otherwise the Yang Qi will burst out, and that will be troublesome."
This disease is not difficult to diagnose. With Feng Xingping's level, it is easy to diagnose it clearly. It is precisely because of this clarity that Feng Xingping can understand the patient's current condition.
"Old Feng!"
Tao Chaoyun pulled Feng Xingping out of the emergency room, then handed him the phone: "Take a look at this prescription."
Feng Xingping took the phone and was shocked when he saw it.
30 grams of aconite, 10 grams of ginseng, 6 grams of roasted ginger, 3 grams of licorice, and two dates.
After reading it, Feng Xingping looked at the source of the information again: "The recipe given by Yun Heng?"
"Yes, the patient was sent here from West Asia Community Hospital, but I don't trust Dr. Yun's ability."
Tao Chaoyun nodded and asked, "Do you think this recipe will work?"
"Aconite restores yang and rescues adverse conditions, ginseng greatly replenishes vital energy, restores pulse and strengthens deficiency, nourishes the spleen and benefits the lungs, and at the same time promotes fluid production and calms the mind. Licorice nourishes the spleen and replenishes qi, clears away heat and detoxifies, eliminates phlegm and relieves coughs, and roasted ginger warms the meridians and stops bleeding, warms the middle and relieves pain. It is used for yang deficiency and blood loss, vomiting, epistaxis, metrorrhagia, and spleen and stomach deficiency and cold. There is nothing wrong with the combination of this prescription, so it's worth a try."
Feng Xingping had never used large doses of aconite, not even more than 20 grams, but he was clear about the effects of all the medicines in the prescription. Putting aside the dosage issue, this prescription was indeed effective.
"Old Feng, are you sure it can be used?"
Chang Qinglin walked over and asked.
"Judging from the combination and the medicinal properties of the various herbs, it is indeed suitable for the condition. It's just that I don't usually use such a large dose."
Feng Xingping explained first, then said: "But I have seen Dr. Yun's level. Last time, Dr. Yun used a large dose of rhubarb on a patient from our Traditional Chinese Medicine Department, and the effect was very good."
Chang Qinglin was a little hesitant.
This plan was not drafted by Tao Chaoyun or Feng Xingping. As the vice president, he must be the one who makes the final decision. That is why Chang Qinglin is under so much pressure.
"Dean Chang, it's Mr. Qiao's call."
Chang Qinglin was struggling when Tan Chengye came out with his cell phone. The call was from Qiao Haicheng's son.
This time, Qiao Haicheng came to Xihua City to discuss a cooperation project with Xihua City. Only Qiao Haicheng himself and his private doctor Tan Chengye came. Qiao Haicheng's family members were not here.
With such a big thing happening, Tan Chengye naturally dared not fail to report it to Qiao Haicheng's son.
"Mr. Qiao."
Chang Qinglin took the phone and walked a few steps away.
"Dean Chang, how is my father doing now?"
"Mr. Qiao, Mr. Qiao's condition is not optimistic. He's bleeding heavily and hasn't stopped yet. Plus, Mr. Qiao has been coughing and sputum a lot, so it's very troublesome."
Chang Qinglin naturally told the truth and repeated to Qiao Haicheng's son everything Tao Chaoyun had told him.
"Dean Chang, I'm on my way to Xihua City now. I hope you can do your best to ensure that my father is okay."
"Mr. Qiao, we can only do our best."
Chang Qinglin replied, and then said: "Mr. Qiao, there is one more situation I want to tell you..."
As he spoke, Chang Qinglin told the story of Yun Heng.
"You mean this Doctor Yun has a solution?"
"I've given you a prescription. We've just discussed it, and it's appropriate. However, Mr. Qiao's condition definitely carries risks. I'd like you to make the decision."
Chang Qinglin said hurriedly.
“I make decisions. How do I make decisions?”
Qiao Haicheng's son said in a deep voice, "I don't know anything about the situation, and you want me to make a decision now?"
"Mr. Qiao, I've already explained Mr. Qiao's current condition. Both Traditional Chinese Medicine and Western Medicine carry risks. We can only do our best. Even if you were right beside us, the situation would still be the same. Decisions must be made when they're due. The longer we delay, the worse it will be for Mr. Qiao."
Chang Qinglin was a little overwhelmed.
"Since you think the recipe is fine, then use it."
Qiao Haicheng's son pondered for a full minute before making a decision. He added, "No matter what, I hope you can let my dad hold on until I get here."
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