"Ah, so many people!"

Zhu Yunliang brought Fang Han to the ward. As soon as he arrived at the door of the ward, both of them were stunned.

"Why are there so many people?" Fang Han was the most surprised. He could see that most of the people in the ward should not be doctors.

"I think it's probably Mr. Feng's students who are all here?" Zhu Yunliang explained slightly: "A lot of Mr. Feng's students have come during this period. Most of the time, Mr. Feng is taken care of by his students. If the old lady is alone, she will really not be able to bear it."

"Old Zheng is here too, but the dean invited Mr. Zheng." Zhu Yunliang also saw Zheng Mingquan.

"Old Zheng?" Fang Han was stunned.

"Zheng Mingquan and Mr. Zheng, an expert from the Provincial Health Bureau, hold the title of deputy director in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine." Zhu Yunliang explained.

Fang Han then realized that he had heard of Zheng Mingquan's name. As a Chinese medicine practitioner, Fang Han had some knowledge of some well-known Chinese medicine masters in Jiangzhou Province.

If you do one line and understand one line, those who learn calligraphy will inevitably understand the masters in the calligraphy world, and those who study medicine will also understand the masters in the medical world.

Zheng Mingquan is now checking Mr. Feng. Fang Han and Zhu Yunliang stood in the crowd and did not step forward, just watching quietly.

In fact, Zhu Yunliang called Fang Han today not to ask Fang Han to treat Mr. Feng, but to let Fang Han know about Mr. Feng’s situation.

Yesterday, some of Mr. Feng's students were clamoring to transfer to Mr. Feng's hospital. Zhu Yunliang asked Fang Han to come for this reason.

Mr. Feng’s condition is that he has urinary stagnation after rectal cancer and failed to catheterize.

In Western medicine clinical practice, it is not uncommon to cause catheter failure. It can be attributed to the following reasons. First, catheter obstruction and obstruction are the most common causes of poor drainage, including inflammatory secretions caused by infection, obstruction of urine turbid crystals, urinary tract stones, and hematuria hematuria clot blockage caused by urinary tract damage. Second, catheter slip includes total slip and semi-slip, and the result of a superficial catheter insertion is the same.

It has been half a month since Mr. Feng's operation. Naturally, the provincial hospital has taken many measures and taken measures, but it still cannot solve the problem. Although Zhu Yunliang did not underestimate Fang Han, he did not think that Fang Han could solve Mr. Feng's problem.

Fang Han and Zhu Yunliang stood in the crowd and looked for a while. Zheng Mingquan had already diagnosed Mr. Feng's pulse and had a detailed examination before he pondered slightly.

"Old Zheng, what's the situation with the teacher?" Professor Hu was the first to ask.

"Old Feng is old, seriously ill and exhausted, and lacks energy." Zheng Mingquan said slowly.

While talking, Zheng Mingquan took a step forward, obviously thinking about the prescription and considering the plan.

"In this way, I will prescribe a prescription first and let Mr. Feng take one dose first to see the effect." After pondering for a while, Zheng Mingquan slowly spoke.

Zheng Mingquan is very cautious. Generally, the more famous a famous artist is, the more he cherishes his wings. When Zheng Mingquan reaches this point, he rarely says anything guaranteed or promised to treat people.

"Xiao Fang!"

Zheng Mingquan was talking when suddenly the old lady standing by the hospital bed saw Fang Han standing in the crowd and called out.

"Hello, old lady." Fang Han slowly walked forward with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Feng's condition is not very good, come and take a look."

"Xiao Fang, you are intent." The old lady grabbed Fang Han's hand and smiled at Old Feng on the hospital bed and said, "Old man, Xiao Fang is here to see you."

Mr. Feng was still awake, but his face turned pale, his energy was timid and tired, and he looked listless and weak.

Seeing Fang Han, Mr. Feng reluctantly squeezed out a smile: "Xiao Fang, I'm sorry to you again."

"What are you saying?" Fang Han hurried forward, and while reaching out to grab Mr. Feng's wrist to take Feng's pulse, he said with a smile: "You are always safe in your care. As long as you can recover, that is the blessing of society."

A group of students next to him saw the attitude of the old lady and Mr. Feng Fang Han, and now they guessed Fang Han's identity.

These days these students came to the hospital to visit Mr. Feng, but they heard Fang Han talk a lot about the old lady.

That night, not only Fang Han saved Mr. Feng, but also took Mr. Feng to the hospital in person and paid 100,000 yuan in medical expenses. This behavior is not something that ordinary people can do.

Professor Hu looked at Fang Han with a smile and asked tentatively: "Young man, is it the hospital you sent the teacher a few days ago?"

"It's just a little effort. I don't think I'll ignore it if I change someone." Fang Han did not take credit, but smiled humbly.

"That's not a slight effort." Professor Hu bowed to Fang Han solemnly: "Young man, I sincerely thank you on behalf of me, thank you!"

"Thank you, young man." Everyone else around also spoke out.

After this stirring up, Zheng Mingquan, who was originally planning to prescribe the prescription, did not rush to prescribe the prescription, but stood by and watched.

The others only noticed Fang Han, the old lady and her closeness to Mr. Feng, but Zheng Mingquan noticed Fang Han's actions.

When Fang Han talked to Mr. Feng, it was obvious that three fingers were placed on Mr. Feng's wrist. At first glance, it seemed that he was holding Mr. Feng's wrist, but Zheng Mingquan saw it very clearly. This young man was taking Mr. Feng's pulse.

It is not uncommon for young doctors these days, but it is rare for young Chinese medicine practitioners to be young.

There are not many regular Chinese medicine hospitals all over the country. Sometimes a small county may not necessarily have a large-scale Chinese medicine hospital. Even if there are, there are all kinds of doctors in it, and there are very few younger Chinese medicine doctors.

Some people who often see Chinese medicine may feel that it is very convenient for everyone to see Western medicine. They go to major hospitals at will, but not many people go to hospitals. They often hear that a Chinese medicine doctor has seen a good doctor in a certain place and then find a place to go.

Other situations are good, especially some infertile people, who even inquire about it. When they went to the place, it was difficult to find a clinic for the old Chinese doctors. They were always in remote alleys, and after going there, they were crowded.

Why is this happening? It is precisely because there are few Chinese medicine practitioners, and even fewer good Chinese medicine practitioners.

The division of professional titles of doctors can accurately measure the level of some people in Western medicine, but for traditional Chinese medicine people, professional titles are not necessarily very accurate.

There are many good Chinese medicine practitioners among the people. Most of the folk Chinese medicine practitioners do not have any professional titles. It is not uncommon for ancestral clinics and ancestral clinics, but the level of these Chinese medicine practitioners is definitely not low. Some people's abilities are not inferior to the chief physicians of regular hospitals.

But even so, most good Chinese medicine practitioners have white beards. It is rare to be as young as Fang Han.

As a famous Chinese medicine expert, Zheng Mingquan could see that Fang Han's pulse diagnosis technique is very authentic, he is very casual when diagnosing pulses and grasps the pulse very accurately. This is not easy to use.

Everyone knows where the pulse is, and they also know how to diagnose the pulse. It may be easy to take the pulse accurately but it is not that simple.

Seeing Fang Han touching his pulse, Zheng Mingquan, who was preparing to prescribe, smiled and asked, "Young man is also a Chinese medicine doctor?"

Pan Kelong hurriedly introduced: "Old Zheng, this is Dr. Fang Hanfang from Jiang Intermediate People's Court, and Dr. Fang is Mr. Guo's student."

Zheng Mingquan was slightly stunned, and then he felt relieved. No wonder this young man was so accurate in taking his pulse. It turned out to be Guo Wenyuan's student.

In Zheng Mingquan's eyes, Guo Wenyuan is considered a senior. Guo Wenyuan is over 80 years old this year, nearly twenty years older than Zheng Mingquan. Some of Guo Wenyuan's students are not inferior to Zheng Mingquan.

"Hello, Mr. Zheng." Fang Han greeted Zheng Mingquan very politely.

"You are polite to Xiao Fang. I am still half a student of Mr. Guo. Since you are Mr. Guo's student, you are my junior brother." Zheng Mingquan said with a smile, his attitude was quite good.

Sun Ruifeng, who was standing aside, looked at Fang Han with some envy.

The word "Old Guo" is a golden sign in the medical field of Jiangzhou Province. With the halo of Mr. Guo's students, Fang Han will not suffer too much wherever he goes.

Fang Han gave Zheng Mingquan a polite smile without saying a word. At this time, a polite smile is the best response.

"Xiao Fang, you were just checking Mr. Feng. Are you willing to communicate with me?" Zheng Mingquan asked with a smile.

Guo Wenyuan accepted a closed disciple before the New Year. Zheng Mingquan also heard about this. When he saw Fang Han himself today, Zheng Mingquan couldn't help but feel happy and wanted to see the level of Guo Wenyuan, a closed disciple.

Zheng Mingquan had actually talked about Mr. Feng's situation just now. Mr. Feng is old, seriously ill and exhausted, and lacks central energy. This diagnosis is still very accurate. With Zheng Mingquan here, Fang Han had no intention of taking action. He just took the pulse and just took a subconscious action.

However, since Zheng Mingquan asked, Fang Han didn't mind telling his opinion: "Old Feng's condition should be serious illness and exhaustion, and his lung qi deficiency cannot open the water channel, which leads to urinary tract and obstruction."

Zheng Mingquan's eyes lit up immediately. This little square is really a bit good.

He had indeed said just now that Mr. Feng's condition was severely ill and exhausted, and his middle qi was insufficient. Fang Han's meaning was actually similar, but it was more detailed. It was precisely what Fang Han said about lung qi deficiency and inability to open the water channel to show that Fang Han did not copy his diagnosis just now.

"So how do you think Xiao Fang should be treated?" Zheng Mingquan asked again.

"Of course, we must first strengthen our integrity." Fang Han said naturally.

"Haha, OK, OK."

Zheng Mingquan couldn't help but smile and said, "It seems that Xiao Fang, you already have a solution in your mind. Otherwise, we will write down the prescription separately to see if the heroes have the same views?"

"This is not suitable. Since Mr. Zheng is the first to treat him, it is naturally the most suitable for you to prescribe the prescription." Fang Han did not expect that Mr. Zheng would have such fun.

"There is nothing suitable or not." Zheng Mingquan waved his hand with a smile: "That's it?"

Fang Han’s concerns Zheng Mingquan knew that this diagnosis system was a hidden rule in the medical industry, especially when treating internal medicine and traditional Chinese medicine. There are two purposes: one is responsibility and the other is credit.

Zheng Mingquan naturally didn't care about this credit. Compared with the credit, he was actually more curious whether Fang Han would be consistent with his ideas!

: Some people say that the explanation is too long and long, and the daughter is puzzled. Actually, I feel that the explanation part is just the real thing. The knowledge point of life is all about the explanation part. Just go through the plot? Today is an internship. I will be a hospitalist tomorrow, a post-Director, and then finish the book. Isn't it too long?
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