"Old Yang, can you do it? Let me do it...Mr. Su, may I ask what should I do if I have a headache?" Seeing that the old man surnamed Yang couldn't resist, sitting behind Bai Chengye, an old man with a fair face stood up and asked urgently

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Su Tie smiled and said calmly: "Mr. Liu's problem may seem ordinary, but it is actually very tricky. There are too many causes of headaches, and they are all different. If we study carefully, there are probably hundreds of prescriptions."

"Haha, please answer Mr. Su." The old man surnamed Liu smiled proudly, feeling as if his treacherous plot had succeeded.

Su Tie nodded slightly, and then said loudly: "Treating headaches depends on the specific situation. If it is a headache due to wind and cold, you can use Chuanxiong tea, Ligusticum chuanxiong, Schizonepeta... If you have a headache after a head injury, you can use Tongqiao Huoxue decoction, red peony root, and red peony root."

flower……"

In less than ten minutes, Su Tie explained all the headaches according to different situations and different treatment methods, and he was clear and organized.

"Mr. Su, let me ask you..."

"Mr. Su, and me..."

Other old Chinese medicine doctors who couldn't hold it any longer also hurriedly stood up and asked Su Tie questions. Each question was more complicated and more difficult to answer than the last.

Su Tie's expression remained unchanged, and he answered without any delay. His answers could be said to be fluent, as if he were strolling in a garden, picking up the answers at his fingertips.

"good."

The old man surnamed Liu who just asked the question couldn't help but give Su Tie a thumbs up.

Other old Chinese medicine doctors also showed admiration on their faces, and kept cheering as Su Tie gave the answer.

"I really didn't expect that our President Su's knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine is so profound. After asking around, there seems to be nothing he doesn't know. He is simply an encyclopedia of traditional Chinese medicine."

"Not just encyclopedias, I don't know if you have noticed that many of the prescriptions that Mr. Su just mentioned were mentioned in ancient books. Even I only have a partial understanding of them, but his analysis is very logical, which really makes me see the light.

It was enlightening."

After repeated questions, the attitude of the senior Chinese medicine doctors towards Su Tie gradually changed from respecting it to admiring it. A few of them even admired Su Tie and wanted to immediately ask Su Tie for advice on some difficult questions related to traditional Chinese medicine.

Seeing this situation, Bai Chengye was surprised and happy. He really didn't expect Su Tie to have such a skill. Not to mention those old guys, even he admired Su Tie very much at this time.

He finally understood why the other party was confident. It was because he was really powerful.

He didn't have time to think about it, but stood up quickly and said loudly: "Dear gentlemen, there are thousands of diseases in the world. When will we finish asking? I don't think there is any need to continue asking. President Su's strength is obvious to all, and I believe it will be enough."

Lead everyone."

Hearing what he said, all the old Chinese medicine doctors nodded in agreement.

"I give up. Mr. Su is worthy of being Mr. Su. With so many prescriptions in hand, I, Cheng, am willing to act as his leader." At this time, the old man named Cheng suddenly stood up and gestured towards Su Tie.

Another old Chinese medicine doctor named Li also stood up quickly and said with a smile: "I have accepted it too, and I am willing to follow Mr. Su's instructions in the future."

"Me too."

"I'm convinced too."

In less than five minutes, seven or eight of the dozen or so veteran Chinese medicine practitioners had already stood up on their own initiative and expressed their willingness to obey Su Tie's arrangements.

As for the rest, more than half of them were full of praise for Su Tie. Only a few of them were very senior or were following in Zhao Jitang's footsteps. They always sat on their chairs without saying a word.

"Haha, if you can memorize a few prescriptions, even if you have advanced medical skills, there will be miracle doctors all over the street." At this time, Zhao Jitang, who had been sitting there motionless, snorted coldly.

Hearing his words, Bai Chengye felt cold in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhao, more than half of the old gentlemen here have already given in, why don't you still give in?"

"Why should I admit defeat? Just because he can memorize a few prescriptions, can he command us seniors who have been practicing medicine for decades?" Zhao Jitang smiled disdainfully and disagreed.

Sitting next to him, the old man named Song also nodded slightly and said in agreement: "Mr. Bai, we medical practitioners still have to apply theory in clinical practice. If we can only talk on paper, what's the point?"

"Then what you two mean is that I go find a few more patients and let Mr. Su show them to everyone?" Bai Chengye said with some displeasure.

Su Tie just showed that he is already a famous doctor in the field of Chinese medicine. With his Liuyun Acupuncture skills, although he is not better than everyone here, he can still be ranked in the top five. As a result, Zhao Jitang is still weird, which is really disturbing.

He felt unhappy.

"Oh no, something happened." Just as everyone was talking about it, a young man in a white coat suddenly rushed into the office.

"Why are you panicking? What happened?" Bai Chengye frowned and asked in a cold voice.

The young man's face turned pale, then he hurriedly stepped forward and said hurriedly: "Mr. Bai, there is a child downstairs coughing up blood. The situation is very serious. There is nothing we can do. Please go down and have a look."

"Hemoptysis, what are the specific symptoms? Take me to see you right away." The old man surnamed Yang's face fell, and he suddenly stood up and asked urgently.

He is an expert in pediatrics, so he is extremely sensitive to children's diseases.

At this time, Su Tie quickly stood up, looked at everyone and said: "The situation is critical, I think everyone should go down, maybe we can help."

Naturally, everyone has no objection. For medical practitioners, treating diseases and saving lives is a top priority. As for the controversy here, we can put it aside for the time being.

Immediately, a group of people quickly went downstairs.

As soon as I reached the first floor, I heard a woman crying from the hall: "Doctor, please save my son, I beg you, if something happens to him, I won't be able to survive."

Then, I saw a middle-aged woman in her forties, holding a six or seven-year-old boy in her arms, kneeling in front of several young doctors.

The little boy's face was red, he kept coughing violently, and the corners of his mouth were full of blood foam. He seemed to be in a very critical situation.

"Lao Yang, go and take a look." Zhao Jitang frowned and said in a deep voice.

The old man surnamed Yang naturally didn't say anything, and he responded casually, then quickly stepped forward to help the middle-aged woman up, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I will find a way to cure your child. Please tell me the specific situation first."

"Doctor, please save my child, please." The middle-aged woman had lost her mind at this time and could not hear the old man named Yang's inquiry. She just kept crying.

Seeing this, the old man surnamed Yang frowned slightly, and had no choice but to observe the little boy's tongue coating, the whites of his eyes, etc., and then quickly grabbed the little boy's arm and began to feel the pulse.

Seeing this situation, the young doctor standing by couldn't help but stepped forward and asked: "Mr. Zhao, what's going on with this child?"

"Children who cough up blood are either caused by exogenous wind-heat and dryness that burns the lungs, or they are overworked, damaged spleen, spleen does not control blood, and Qi does not absorb blood, resulting in coughing up blood. However, usually damaged spleen will also cause blood in the stool.

The child doesn't have the symptoms, so it should be caused by external wind-heat and dryness." Zhao Jitang glanced at the little boy and said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man surnamed Yang quickly turned around and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhao is right, it is indeed caused by exogenous wind-heat and dryness evil, which burns the lungs and collaterals, causing hemoptysis."

Hearing this, all the old Chinese doctors couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Mr. Zhao is Mr. Zhao. After just a few glances, he can make a correct judgment on the cause of the patient's illness. This ability is not comparable to that of young people."

"Yes, although Mr. Su remembers many prescriptions, there is still a certain gap between him and Mr. Zhao in clinical aspects."

Hearing these comments, Zhao Jitang smiled proudly.

Then he glanced at Su Tie subconsciously, and saw that the other party looked suspicious, as if he was still thinking about what he just said, and the disdain in his heart became even stronger.

"Young people will still be young after all. So what if you remember tens of thousands of prescriptions? People who practice medicine still have to look at the clinic. If you can't cure the disease, then you are useless."

"You are a recent graduate, what can you do to fight with me?"

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