Chapter 94: It's too easy to be a doctor
In Lao Jin's eyes, while this small clinic might not look impressive, the owner must be deeply devoted to Traditional Chinese Medicine, otherwise there wouldn't be so many fine herbs in the medicine cabinet. He had examined every single one of the medicines in the clinic, and even the most common ones were superior to those in many larger hospitals.
He could even say that the lower limit of the medicinal materials here is already the upper limit of traditional Chinese medicine in most hospitals.
But even so, this clinic is still unknown, which shows that the young girl's grandmother's medical skills are mediocre.
Shen Jiang's expression remained unchanged as he continued, "The other teacher's name is Mei Muchuan."
Old Jin nodded seriously, then realized what name he had heard. He turned his head sharply and looked at the young girl in front of him in disbelief: "Are you talking about that great master in the capital, Mr. Mei?"
His eyes were filled with anticipation: this must be a coincidence, a misunderstanding. But the girl nodded and said, "Yes, he was my doctoral advisor during my university years, a teacher I respected very much."
Old Jin was still trying to argue: "Then you probably haven't seen him on any visits. I heard he doesn't even take patients on his visits anymore."
Shen Jiang: "Dr. Mei has not been in good health for the past two years and has not seen many patients, but I was lucky enough to follow him for two years before that."
The last lingering wisp of hope in his heart was shattered, and Old Jin's face flushed crimson. He hadn't expected this young, humble-looking girl to actually be the disciple of the masterful Master Mei. He had attended Master Mei's classes and benefited greatly, so shamelessly he considered himself Master Mei's disciple, though they had never met in person.
How old is the girl in front of me? She can’t be more than 30 years old at most, and she can get the favor of Mr. Mei... I am not qualified to take her with me.
He even had the audacity to say that he wanted to take her as his apprentice. How could a disciple of Master Mei look down upon a provincial expert like him? He was simply making a fool of himself.
The male assistant Wang Qiang standing by looked thoughtful.
Shen Jiang didn't care about Mr. Jin's reaction.
Her attention was focused on a patient in front of Dr. Lu.
This was a woman dressed very delicately and appropriately, with long, flowing hair and a silk mask that revealed only a pair of large, makeup-free eyes. When her number was called, she sat down before taking off her mask.
Without the mask, the lady's bare face was unbearable to look at. Not only Shen Jiang, but almost all the patients waiting to see the doctor were staring at her face.
What a face this is. In terms of face shape or facial features, this might be a pretty face.
But because the red, swollen, ulcerated and unhealed large areas of acne almost covered the entire face, no one cared whether this face looked good or not. Everyone just felt that this face was uncomfortable and even affected the appetite.
Shen Jiang's eyes lit up.
Acne spots are actually blood stasis, requiring blood circulation to dissolve. This woman's face not only had acne spots, but also numerous bleed-out acne pits and scab-like scars that still had bruises, requiring tissue regeneration and hemostasis.
This face, oh no, this patient is perfect for using blood-draining medicine!
Mr. Lu obviously thought of this. If he didn't have Sanguisorba officinalis, he might have to use other medicines instead, but Shen Jiang already had the medicine, so how could he go so far away?
While prescribing medicine for the patient, Mr. Lu turned and asked Shen Jiang, "How much is this blood-clotting medicine?"
I was so surprised that I forgot to ask the price. After all, Mingxintang's Cistanche deserticola is not cheap, and this Sanguisorba officinalis must not be cheap either. He can prescribe some herbs to the patient first to test the effect. If the effect is good, the patient can come back for a follow-up visit and get the medicine. I believe there will be no objection.
The opportunity has come!
Shen Jiang smiled and said, "Three hundred per gram."
Who knew that a single stone would cause such a huge uproar? The patients in the clinic all gasped.
Wow, what kind of medicine is this so expensive! It's almost as expensive as gold!
Lao Jin's reaction was even greater. He was really anxious: "How can you sell this medicine like this?"
Her medicine must have been expensive to buy. If she sold it this way, the small amount of blood clotting medicine in the store would be sold out in no time. Any scalper could make a killing by reselling it.
Hearing this, the middle-aged woman standing nearby nodded. "That's right, that's too much of a rip-off!" This clinic must have deliberately raised the prices because they saw Mr. Lu was here.
If it weren't for Dr. Lu, who would come to a small clinic like theirs in a remote corner for treatment?
Seeing so many people's strong reactions, Mr. Lu couldn't help but secretly curse Old Jin for being so impatient and prone to causing trouble. He hurriedly explained to everyone, "You misunderstood. He thinks the clinic's dragon's blood is cheap."
Lao Jin: "Yes, that's exactly what I meant."
Do you think you meant that? Everyone complained in their hearts.
Seeing that everyone was puzzled, Mr. Lu explained to everyone that the dragon's blood here is natural dragon's blood, which is completely different from the artificial dragon's blood sold on the market. In particular, this medicine becomes less and less with each use, and it will not be so easy to purchase it again in the future, and the price will only go up.
Upon hearing this, some people immediately became interested. This medicine is more valuable than gold. Why not ask the old doctor to prescribe some for them? Then they can pick some out and store it at home. Wouldn't that make them rich?
The female patient, whose face was covered in acne scars and pockmarks, wondered if such a good thing could happen these days. She tentatively asked, "Are you selling this along with some unsaleable medicinal herbs?"
She is very familiar with this routine.
Shen Jiang smiled and replied, "No. Don't worry, when we dispense expensive medicine in our store, we have three principles of not prescribing: we won't prescribe if it's not suitable for the condition, we won't prescribe if it's not prepared here, and we won't prescribe if there's no effect during a follow-up visit."
When they heard her say this, Mr. Lu and Mr. Jin were stunned for a moment, then smiled at each other: It turned out that she had planned it out a long time ago.
"Okay, let's do it!"
They've been obsessed. For years, they've been complaining about this medicine being inadequate or that medicine being inappropriate, and now, when a good drug finally arrives, their first thought isn't about the patient, but the price.
Isn’t this a good idea? It not only takes into account the actual situation of the patient, but also prevents scalpers from taking the opportunity to make ill-gotten gains.
Lao Jin: "This idea was thought up by your grandmother, right? It's a good idea. It's said that the masters are among the common people. What's the point of just shouting slogans? This is the real wisdom."
Shen Jiang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "Yes, my grandmother is one of the best Chinese medicine practitioners in the world."
Old Jin was now truly eager to meet Shen Jiang's grandmother. To be able to establish such a rule showed her mindset to be far superior to theirs. After all, she was truly willing to use medicine to treat illnesses and save lives. No wonder Shen Jiang said she had two teachers. In his opinion, Shen Jiang's grandmother wasn't necessarily inferior to that great master.
The female patient originally thought that her wallet would bleed heavily this time, but when she paid later she found that the price of medicine in this small clinic was not as expensive as she thought.
And the girl in front of him actually said: "This medicine can be reduced in dosage."
She was a little anxious: "I only prescribed 15g of Xuejie, how can it be too much! Please don't be reluctant, give me more. My face can't be cured by hormones or laser treatment, so what use can such a small amount of medicine be?"
She had just heard the old Chinese doctor say how extremely expensive this pure natural medicine was, and she was secretly excited. A great doctor plus a precious special medicine... In the end, the total cost of all the medicines was only five thousand, which was a drop in the bucket compared to what she spent on the beauty department.
Shen Jiang didn't expect that this lady was so powerful.
She had read the other person's prescription. Old Master Lu was relatively conservative in his prescribing, only prescribing the dosage for the first course of treatment. Unbeknownst to him, he had struck gold. The medicinal materials from this other world were truly top-notch. These 15g of Dragon's Blood were more than enough to cure the woman's acne.
"This 15g of Dragon's Blood needs to be ground into powder and added to your face cream for external application. Apply some on your face every night. It will last for at least a month. Then..."
"What about after a month?" the female patient said anxiously, "Don't they say that this medicine is used up every time? What if it's gone after a month?"
Shen Jiang hadn't expected her to be concerned about this very issue, and she couldn't help but smile. While she was still worried about how to sell the dragon's blood to patients in need, this first patient was already worried that her medicine was selling so well that it might be sold out.
"Aren't you worried that this medicine won't work for you?"
"I'm more worried that it will work but I can't get the medicine anymore." The female patient sighed, "I looked it up online and this clinic is very good at treating melasma. It must be the one that the old Chinese doctor is good at."
Shen Jiang: "Melasma?"
"Yes, recently there have been several posts on Xiao Zishu praising this clinic for its excellent treatment of skin problems, so I came here. Sure enough, there are quite a few patients who come to see this old Chinese doctor, so I know I have found the right person."
Shen Jiang: ...She said that these days everyone came to her store to see her for treatment for melasma. It turned out that someone was advertising for her online.
Shen Jiang: If she says those are the ones she's optimistic about, wouldn't that make her seem like she's boasting? Forget it, as long as the illness is cured, it doesn't matter who she sees.
"Maybe after you finish using this medicine, the acne on your face will disappear. Remember, you must follow the doctor's instructions on what to eat and what not to eat."
"Okay, I'll try to give up oil and sugar." The female patient looked disappointed. She was speechless about the clinic's refusal to prescribe medicine for her. "If the medicine runs out and I can't get a prescription, I'll be very angry with you guys."
This clinic is just bizarre. Not only are the medicines cheaper than other places, but they're also running a limited-edition hunger sale. What the hell is going on?
Shen Jiang simply gave He Mei a few instructions and returned to the clinic to observe and see if there was any business he could attract.
At this time, the treatment in the clinic is still going on.
As Shen Jiang stepped into the clinic, he heard the patient describing his chief complaint.
"Doctor Lu, my back pain is an old problem. It occurs every year since I gave birth, especially at night. When it is severe, I can neither sit nor stand. But I did a CT scan and an MRI, and the doctors said there was nothing wrong with my bones." The patient who was speaking had an embarrassed look on his face, and it was obvious that he was tormented by this problem.
Her face was filled with confusion. The doctors had said she was fine, but why was she in so much pain? She had tried physical therapy and acupuncture several times before, but it had eased the pain but not cured it. She knew she needed to see a traditional Chinese doctor.
Dr. Lu was not the first Chinese medicine doctor she had consulted. Hearing that this old doctor had superb medical skills, the woman prayed silently in her heart that this time he could cure her illness completely.
Shen Jiang noticed that her lips were dark in color.
Lu Chongfeng took the patient's pulse with a calm expression, "You have lumbar spondylosis and blood stasis in your waist."
Shen Jiang was stunned.
Seeing the old doctor assert that she was sick, the woman's first reaction was joy. "Yes, I told you I was sick. But my husband didn't believe me and said I was acting like a fool."
Lu Chongfeng said to the man beside her, "Are you her husband?"
The man nodded, then scratched his head. "We've done a lot of tests, thousands of dollars spent, and the doctors all said her bones are fine. The X-rays didn't show any bruises."
Lu Chongfeng said sternly, "Your wife is in such pain, and you still have the nerve to make sarcastic remarks? Is there any husband like you?!"
The man looked embarrassed and was scolded so badly that he couldn't even raise his head.
Shen Jiang looked at Mr. Lu expectantly, his eyes shining.
Lu Chongfeng also looked at her, admonishing her like an elder: "You better be careful when choosing a partner in the future, understand?"
Shen Jiang nodded, then shook her head. She glanced at the patient's husband with disdain, thinking to herself, "What a rubbish man! He's found a wife!" But she wasn't looking for a partner. She'd live with her grandmother, and when she got old, she'd follow her grandmother's example and adopt a successor.
"Mr. Lu, we need to use the blood-draining herb to break up the blood clots, right?"
Lu Chongfeng was stunned. It turned out that this was the reason why the girl's eyes were shining...
"Yes, girl, you have a very smart mind." He turned to look at his students, "You two should learn from me!"
The two male assistants on the side smiled bitterly. They had known for a long time that Shen Jiang was very powerful. The master didn't even look at who Shen Jiang just said his teacher was, that was the master Master Mei.
However, they dare not say that you have to follow Mr. Mei's example. At most, they would just criticize him in their hearts.
Before Lu Chongfeng could finish checking the pulse of the next patient, the patient's husband, who had just gone out to pay the bill, came back halfway and shouted at the top of his voice with an unhappy look on his face, "What's wrong with you guys?"
Shen Jiang took a step forward and stood in front of Mr. Lu, facing the aggressive patient directly. She frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
The patient's husband confronted her directly: "Just now, the woman with a face full of moles was prescribed this medicine. My wife was also prescribed this medicine for her back pain. Do you get a commission for prescribing this medicine?"
He had just been scolded like a grandson, and now it seems that he was taken advantage of and ripped off in the end. It's too easy to be a doctor!
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