"Are the injection sites different for everyone?" Director Li asked, voicing his doubts.
"Director Li, everyone's constitution is different, so the acupoints they need to stimulate are different. Moreover, finding these acupoints by feeling the pulse is quite difficult. If it were simple, it would probably have been widely taught long ago." Li Chu patiently explained to Director Li, so as not to let others misunderstand that he was reluctant to teach.
"Why can't traditional Chinese medicine have a scientific system like Western medicine? Everything requires experience, so how can traditional Chinese medicine have a better future?"
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Director Li was somewhat annoyed; this was the first time in a row that such a good life-saving method had failed to be popularized.
Li Chu shrugged, expressing his helplessness: "Director Li, traditional Chinese medicine has developed for thousands of years, and its entire system is like this. It cannot be changed by one or two people or one or two generations."
"Sigh, I'm just a little disappointed." Director Li sighed. She was genuinely frustrated with the lack of progress in traditional Chinese medicine.
Director Li seemed to remember something, and stopped just as he was about to leave: "Dr. Li, do you have any suggestions for our obstetrics and gynecology department? I've noticed that you've given a lot of constructive opinions to the surgery and internal medicine departments, but you've never said anything about our obstetrics and gynecology department."
"Director Li, the patients you see here are quite special. If it weren't for special circumstances, why would I come to your obstetrics and gynecology department? I have no objections."
As he spoke, Li Chu hesitated again, unsure whether he should say certain things.
Director Li noticed his hesitation and sat down next to him again: "Dr. Li, it's just the two of us here, so please speak frankly."
"Director Li, let's talk in your office."
"Okay, come with me." Director Li didn't expect that his casual question might actually yield some information.
Upon arriving at the office, Li Chu didn't ask Director Li to pour him water; instead, he directly shared his thoughts.
"Director Li, it's like this, I think you should set up a record for every pregnant woman."
For example, if someone comes in today to check if they are pregnant, and it is confirmed that they are pregnant, you should advise them to come to the hospital regularly for check-ups to ensure the health of both the fetus and the mother. This way, you can keep track of their health status and make preparations in advance.
That way, when she goes into labor, you won't be caught off guard and won't even be unsure of the baby's position.
Director Li pondered Li Chu's words carefully. She also felt that there was some truth to them, but there were still many questions. So she asked, "Dr. Li, to determine the location of the fetus, an ultrasound is necessary, but how many people are willing to spend the money?"
"Director Li, nowadays, most people who proactively come to the hospital to confirm their pregnancy status are employed, and these expenses are reimbursed."
Director Li raised her hand and patted her forehead. She was really blinded by her own limited perspective. She only thought that doing that kind of thing was expensive, but forgot that it could be reimbursed.
"But even so, very few people come to the hospital on their own initiative. The vast majority only think of going to the hospital when they can't give birth at home."
“Director Li, your obstetrics and gynecology department can cooperate with the women’s federation of the street office and take the initiative. The neighborhood committees basically know the situation of each household in the area. If there is a pregnant woman or someone of childbearing age in the household, you can go door-to-door to educate them. Many people don’t actually understand these things. If you explain the benefits to them, I believe many people will be willing to come. Moreover, the women’s federation will definitely be willing to take the lead in doing this.”
Li Chu spoke at length, and seeing that Director Li was deep in thought, he left the office without disturbing her.
When he came out, Ding Qiunan was looking for him in the hallway.
Seeing her husband, Ding Qiunan visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
"What brings you to the director's office?"
"I just spoke with Director Li about something. How are Qiaoyun and the child?"
"Qiaoyun doesn't have any milk yet. She just drank the pig's trotter soup that Aunt Wang made for her and fell asleep. She also fell asleep while drinking the baby's formula. I think Qiaoyun seems even weaker; she has difficulty even moving."
"This is just a side effect of stimulating the acupoints. It's nothing serious, you'll recover a bit by tomorrow."
As they talked, the two walked to the ward, where Qiaoyun and the child were already asleep.
"Auntie, stew a chicken for Qiaoyun later, so she can eat more chicken and eggs. I'll go to the Chinese medicine pharmacy later to get some medicine for Qiaoyun to brew and drink tonight."
Aunt Wang didn't say anything, but looked at Li Chu's still slightly pale face with pity, and went forward to hug him.
"Xiao Chu, thank you."
"Auntie, what are you saying? Should I also thank you and Uncle Wang for treating me like a son all these years?"
Besides, if anyone should say thank you, it should be Xiaojun who says it to me when he gets back. It's not my business for you to say it; this is between Xiaojun and me, brothers."
Aunt Wang smiled with satisfaction.
She knew all too well the pressure Li Chu had endured when she entered the delivery room.
If Li Chu had been just an ordinary patient, he wouldn't have collapsed from exhaustion in just a few minutes.
After sitting in the ward for a while, Li Chu ran to the traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy to get medicine for Li Qiaoyun.
When he returned to the inpatient department after preparing the medicine, Zhang Meng was already standing in the corridor.
"Brother Meng, has Uncle Wang arrived yet?" Li Chu was a little disappointed that he missed the 15th anniversary military parade today.
"Take good care of yourself while you're in the ward. How about you practice with me sometime?" Zhang Meng already knew what had happened that morning.
Looking at Zhang Meng's muscular physique, Li Chu curled his lip in disdain: "Come on, Meng-ge, I don't want to build my body like yours, but I am somewhat interested in your boxing style."
Hearing Li Chu's words, Zhang Meng looked at him sideways: "I remember you used to look down on my boxing style, why are you now actively wanting to learn it?"
"It's always good to have more skills," Li Chu said with a laugh.
“If you want to learn, that’s easy. I’ll teach you when I have time. How far you can learn depends on yourself.” Zhang Meng didn’t hold back his knowledge; his relationship with Li Chu was like that of a brother.
"Thanks, Brother Meng!"
Zhang Meng didn't say anything, but just patted his shoulder, signaling him to go inside quickly.
Upon seeing Li Chu enter, Uncle Wang didn't offer any thanks or thanks, but instead directly instructed, "Little Chu, the task of treating Qiaoyun's health is now entrusted to you. You did a good job this morning."
Li Chu replied in a quirky manner, "Reporting to the commander, I guarantee the mission will be completed!" He even gave a proper salute after saying that.
The people in the ward were amused by Li Chu's funny antics, but they dared not laugh for fear of waking the child and Li Qiaoyun, so they could only hold it in.
"Xiao Chu, I just heard your aunt say that you're thinking of arranging a marriage between your children?"
"Hey, Uncle, I was just joking. This is the new China, how can we still be using those feudal dregs?"
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