"When we arrived at Hangcheng Hospital, we found a twelve-year-old boy named Zhu Yinglong.
After finding the person, take this pill to save his life, and then quickly bring the person to Kyoto for treatment.
That child has a chance to save his life, otherwise. "
Xu Lin sighed, "Otherwise, you will never see your grandson again."
"What? I have a grandson?" The old man stood up excitedly and clenched his nervous hands into fists.
"My grandson's life is still in danger?"
"Yes, that child is your son's fate. If the child cannot save his life,
Your son will be depressed for two years and die of heartbreak. "
Xu Lin pushed the medicine in her hand again and urged: "You'd better use your connections and rush over as quickly as possible."
The old man's eyes turned red as he looked at the medicine. His son was lost during the war, and they had been separated for thirty years.
If it is true as Mr. Xu said, then he!
The old man swayed for a moment, then quickly regained his composure. He didn't care about treating himself, and immediately called the guard.
Soon the guard hurriedly left with the medicine.
After watching the guards leave, the old man still couldn't feel at ease. He looked at Xu Lin and asked hesitantly: "Is there really a chance to save the child?"
"There is a glimmer of hope." Xu Lin looked at the old man, "That glimmer of hope lies with you, so if you send people there in time, saving your life won't be a problem."
The old man rubbed his face vigorously a few times in an effort to calm down. Xu Lin sat beside him and drank tea, not in any hurry to treat his illness.
After a while, the old man calmed down and said solemnly:
"Whether I can save the child or not, I owe you a big favor."
"The old man is very serious. It is my honor to serve you." Xu Lin put down the cup and said
"Now that you've calmed down, let's start treatment."
"No hurry, can I trouble you sir to go to Hangzhou?" the old man asked.
Xu Lin shook her head, "It won't be a problem for the people you sent to save their lives with those pills.
Moreover, the child was seriously injured and the medical equipment of Hangcheng Hospital was not sufficient, so he still had to be transferred to Kyoto. "
Xu Lin did not continue to talk. The old man understood that the children on the left and right had to come to Kyoto, and Xu Lin did not need to go.
Furthermore, Xu Lin was involved in Qin Fang's case and had to stay in Kyoto to cooperate. She really couldn't leave.
The old man understood in his heart that it was hard to continue letting Xu Lin go to Hangzhou, so he had to say:
"Then please sir, please help me take a look."
Xu Lin smiled and nodded. She came here to help the elderly with medical treatment, so how could she not obey.
The old man thanked him again and said he would definitely cooperate with the treatment.
Soon they went to the medical room next door. The doctor in charge of the old man stood beside him and stared at Xu Lin's every move with a serious look on his face.
When I saw Xu Lin using rejuvenation acupuncture, I couldn't help but ask: "Is this rejuvenation acupuncture?"
"Yes, have you seen it before?" Xu Lin asked.
Doctor Tang shook his head, "I have never seen rejuvenation needles. I studied Western medicine and don't know much about Chinese medicine."
Oh, Xu Lin raised her eyebrows, feeling that Dr. Tang was much more cultivated than Tao Chunxiu.
Tao Chunxiu is good at Western medicine, but she looks down upon Chinese medicine, and she seems to deserve a beating.
"Whether it is Western medicine or Chinese medicine, as long as it can cure diseases, it is a good doctor." The old man continued lying on the bed.
Xu Lin and Dr. Tang both smiled and said yes. Dr. Tang watched Xu Lin perform the acupuncture with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
This medical technique cannot be mastered without decades of practice. How did Xu Lin do it at such a young age?
Is there really that much difference between geniuses and mortals?
It's quite shocking.
When Xu Lin performed the acupuncture, she secretly obtained some wood-type powers. The old man's health was in very bad condition, and the current condition was inoperable.
The body must be adjusted properly before the subsequent surgery can be performed.
The wood-type superpower quietly improved the old man's physique. The comfortable old man closed his eyes and fell asleep in a short time.
Unlike in the past when he slept with his brows furrowed, the old man looked particularly peaceful when sleeping.
Doctor Tang was amazed and couldn't help but said: "I thought Chinese medicine would be effective very slowly, but I didn't expect it to be so fast."
"The speed of results depends on the situation and the level of medical skills. Not every Chinese medicine doctor can achieve this speed."
Xu Lin said as she came to the table next to her to write a prescription.
Doctor Tang went over and looked at it for a while. He knew the names of the medicines but didn't know the specific effects, so he asked, "What is the main treatment of this prescription?"
"Fang Zi's main purpose is to condition Mr. Lu's body and restore his body to a state where he can undergo surgery."
"Can Chinese medicine also perform surgery?" Dr. Tang asked in surprise.
"Yes," Xu Lin looked at Dr. Tang with the same surprise, and couldn't help but ask, "Dr. Tang, haven't you heard the story about Hua Tuo trying to open Cao Cao's brain?"
"Isn't that a story?" Dr. Tang asked curiously, "Can Chinese medicine really open a skull?"
"Of course I can."
Xu Lin put the prescription aside. Seeing that it was still early and some people were waiting, she decided to have a good chat with Dr. Tang.
People in the world have too many misunderstandings about traditional Chinese medicine. How can they think that traditional Chinese medicine does not have surgery?
In ancient times, there were also amputation surgeries and heart dissections.
As Xu Lin began to talk, Dr. Tang felt that he was unfamiliar and strange. He did not expect that Chinese medicine could be so good.
Hearing this made him want to learn Chinese medicine.
However, thinking about the current status of traditional Chinese medicine, Dr. Tang suppressed this thought. He felt that it was safer to learn Western medicine.
At least I won’t be criticized as superstitious or feudal!
Xu Lin knew that being able to work as the attending doctor next to an elderly person would definitely mean that her medical skills were not simple, so she thought of communicating.
What followed was a back-and-forth exchange between the two. For the same case, Xu Lin talked about the treatment of traditional Chinese medicine, and Dr. Tang talked about the treatment of Western medicine.
As the exchange deepened, Dr. Tang realized that Western medicine treats pain, while Chinese medicine treats headaches and feet, and feet and waists.
In short, Chinese medicine looks for the focus of the disease, while Western medicine looks for the symptoms and treats whatever is uncomfortable.
The reason why traditional Chinese medicine is slow to produce results is because traditional Chinese medicine aims to treat the source of the disease, not to directly eliminate the disease, but to uproot the disease.
After understanding this, Dr. Tang felt that there is a reason to be slow, and that slow work can lead to fine work.
The two of them communicated without prejudice, and the more they chatted, the happier they became, and soon they became friends every year.
When the old man Ai wakes up, what he sees is the big one and the little one talking about everything.
There was a house doctor who was taking care of the old man's health, but Xu Lin had nothing to do with it, so she left after explaining some precautions.
After leaving the high-end community, Xu Lin thought that there was a batch of meat to be processed in the space, so she went to the black market.
First, I went to the old black market and found that it was deserted and there was no trace of the black market.
Xu Lin was not disappointed either, riding her bicycle around the streets.
As a result, before she found the black market, she saw an acquaintance first.
Xu Kun walked behind several young people with his waist hunched and his head drooped. The flesh on his face was gone, and his Chinese-character face had become a long face.
