Siheyuan: The prosperous era starting from being a doctor

Chapter 435: Three Joys and Political Mission

outside the window.

It rained for half the day.

This is the third rain in Beijing this year.

For the Beijing area which has been suffering from drought and has not seen rain for two months, this is a timely rain.

Wang Mengde is in an operating room at Guang'anmen Hospital, concentrating on treating a cataract patient.

Although he was in the operating room, what he held in his hand was not a scalpel, but a dozen silver needles of varying lengths and thicknesses.

President Toru earlier called on everyone to conduct research on the integration of Chinese and Western medicine.

To facilitate learning for hospital staff and to treat patients with Western medicine methods.

In the past few years, when the hospital had sufficient funds in its account, it decisively built several small operating rooms.

All kinds of equipment have been purchased and the staffing is also very sufficient.

and so.

When Wang Mengde used silver needles to treat cataract patients, he did not need to borrow the operating room of other hospitals.

Ten minutes later.

He placed the silver needles one by one on the porcelain plate, and then said to the doctors from the hospital who came to learn from him:
"The treatment is over. What remains is follow-up observation and medication to reduce inflammation. I leave that to you."

He has a lot of tedious things to do every day and his time is precious. He definitely won't put too much energy into post-operative recovery work.

He may only be needed if something bad happens to the patient during the recovery period.

"Vice President Wang, don't worry. We have a few people in charge here and will take good care of the patient."

Zhu Tao replied quickly.

He is from the Acupuncture Research Institute of the Chinese Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and together with Qian Dayong, he used to study under Vice President Zhu.

Fortunately, after Vice President Zhu went to work in Guangxi Province, President Lu took good care of them.

Simultaneously.

Because Wang Mengde's acupuncture skills can be said to be the best in the world.

Therefore, they would often ask Wang Mengde for advice.

This time.

When Dean Lu learned that Wang Mengde had researched a treatment plan for cataracts using silver needles, he specially asked Zhu Tao and several other people from the Acupuncture Research Institute to come and learn from him.

"Okay, if you have any questions, please contact me immediately."

Wang Mengde whispered.

In fact, he has simulated it countless times in space.

The current success rate can be said to be infinitely close to 100%.

However, the necessary procedures still need to be followed.

As I walked out of the operating room, I saw Master Pu standing outside the door waiting, with his junior sister Zhang Qiaoyu beside him.

"Sir, why are you standing? Junior sister, why don't you bring a stool for the sir to sit on."

Wang Mengde hurried forward and complained.

He knew that Mr. Pu would definitely not be able to sit still in the office and wanted to know the results and situation of the treatment as soon as possible.

After all, this was the first case of silver needles being used to treat cataracts.

Success or failure is of great significance to traditional Chinese medicine.

Not only did he care about it, but other leaders of the Chinese Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine, including President Lu, were also very concerned.

Next to her, Zhang Qiaoyu's mouth twitched, but in the end she said nothing and just lowered her head.

"Okay, Meng De, don't worry about Qiaoyu. I was the one who stopped her from moving the stool for me.

You are doing surgery in the operating room, I definitely can't sit down, and besides, although I am old, I am still in good health. Standing for a while is good for digestion, and I can eat more at lunch later."

Seeing that his disciple cared about him, Pu Lao began to explain.

Outside, everyone knew that Wang Mengde was his last disciple.

Li Xiang and others could only be considered as nominal disciples at best, and it was Wang Mengde who taught them on their behalf.

But in his heart, Li Xiang, Zhang Qiaoyu and the other eight people were also his close disciples, and they were valued to the same extent as some other disciples except Wang Mengde.

"It's almost noon, let's go eat together."

Wang Mengde said with a smile.

"Don't worry about eating. Tell me first, how was the treatment just now? Do you have confidence that it will be successful?"

How could Pu Lao eat anymore?

If he doesn't get an answer, he might become restless and unable to sleep or eat.

"Sir, don't worry, I am absolutely sure and confident about this treatment, and it will definitely be successful."

Seeing that he was also anxious, Wang Mengde hurried to comfort him.

Anyway, according to his experience, the patient just now will definitely recover soon.

So there won’t be any problem if you brag in advance.

“Oh~~~
I can rest assured that.

This is a double blessing. From now on, Chinese medicine will have the confidence and methods to treat this type of disease.

With you as a pioneer, the smart and talented people in the field of traditional Chinese medicine will definitely conduct research in this direction in the future.

There will definitely be a lot of results in the future, which can be regarded as making up for this shortcoming. "

Pu Lao said with a happy face.

He was simply too happy.

My disciple has achieved another success, and this has also played a huge role in promoting the development of traditional Chinese medicine.

As for the other happy thing, it was naturally the little boy named Gu, who gradually felt the light.

Wang Mengde summarized his previous treatment experience and continued to adjust the treatment plan, and there is increasing hope that the little boy will be able to recover and see the light.

"Sir, it's not double happiness, but triple happiness."

Wang Mengde supported Pu Lao and walked to the cafeteria, then said with a smile:

"I heard from President Lu that the new campus will be ready for use in a few days.

Our Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Guang'anmen Hospital will enter a stage of rapid development starting this year."

The commissioning of the new campus will not only improve the hardware facilities, but also allow the number of employees to grow rapidly without excessive constraints.

before.

This is because there are too few people studying Chinese medicine in the country and there is a lack of space in the old hospital area.

The number of students admitted each year is not very large.

In the past ten years or so, the number of people has just doubled.

Compared with the growth rate of Western medicine, it lags far behind.

Now, with enough places and the construction of a large number of Chinese medicine schools across the country, more and more fresh blood will be continuously added.

Dean Lu is ready.

In June this year, the recruitment of graduate students will be more important than in previous years.

Most people will recruit more students than in previous years.

For example, Wang Mengde was required to recruit at least eight places this year, no more, no less.

And the more the better.

Simultaneously.

Even Li Xiang and others were assigned tasks for the first time and had to start supervising several graduate students.

At a meeting a few days ago.

President Lu expressed his ambition that in the next five years, he would strive to triple the existing staff.

If it is really implemented according to the plan, it will end up being a huge number.

Currently, the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Guang'anmen Hospital have a total of about 1,500 people.

If it triples again, it will be almost 5,000 people.

"Yes, the new campus is now open for use, which is indeed a great event."

Pu Lao twirled his beard, smiled and nodded.

He was planning to work in the new campus, so he went over to take a look a few days ago.

Since there is no shortage of funds, there are also sufficient building materials.

therefore.

The new campus is very grand, with three to six-story buildings. The interior decoration is also very good.

In addition, thanks to the relationship with foreign patients and their families, a large amount of medical and experimental equipment was imported from abroad.

It can be said that based on the hardware facilities alone, it is already the top research institution and hospital in the country.

Coupled with powerful software capabilities, it is even more powerful.

In the cafeteria.

Since many vegetables have been harvested, the variety of dishes in the cafeteria has increased.

In addition to the standard meat dish, there are three vegetarian dishes and one semi-meat dish, which is scrambled eggs with leeks.

Wang Mengde ordered a half meat dish and a vegetarian dish, and two bowls of white flour for half a day, then sat in a corner with Pu Lao, eating and chatting.

"Sir, I plan to treat more cataract patients in the near future and observe their recovery after treatment.

When the conditions are ripe, I will first train a group of people within the unit and let them take over gradually.

It will take several years for the disease to gradually spread to other hospitals and provinces.”

Wang Mengde said in a low voice.

"Look, do you want to let some of your fellow apprentices join in?"

In treating cataracts with silver needles, in addition to his use of space, Pu Lao and several of his fellow disciples also made a lot of efforts.

They often discussed together and gave a lot of useful suggestions.

It was also with their help that he was able to develop a treatment plan and put it into use so quickly.

"Well, forget it. Their acupuncture skills are average, and they don't have the talent.

If I really asked you to teach me, it would probably take a lot of time and I might not even be able to learn it.

When using needles to treat cataracts, there is no room for error, otherwise it will be a serious matter for the patient, who will never see the light of day again.”

Pu Lao thought about it, then shook his head and refused.

He is familiar with the situation of each disciple and their respective strengths and weaknesses.

In fact, if the 'dean' had not chosen these disciples for him at that time, based on the talents of Li Xiang and others, they would not have come to the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

If you grow step by step, you will be able to become a leader and pillar of a second-rate hospital in the future.

But now, after Wang Mengde's teaching, they have almost grown to the limit of their own talents.

Moreover.

They all have their own directions now, and if they rashly learn acupuncture techniques, they might end up with too much to learn.

Therefore, he decisively made the decision for several people.

"Sir, I'll follow your instructions.

But when I publish the paper later, I will need to include your name and theirs as well.”

Wang Mengde said readily.

At the same time, he also greeted Mr. Pu in advance.

Later, he will definitely turn his research on ophthalmology into a paper and publish it in a top foreign journal.

"I'll forget it. You can add the others if you want."

Of course, Pu Lao also hopes that his disciples can have more honors.

But he himself no longer needs these things.

Wang Mengde did not argue any more. Anyway, he had already made plans for the future. When the time comes, Pu Lao's name will be listed together with his in the paper, so as to "act first and report later".

After meal.

Just took a short rest.

The two people continued to come to the clinic.

The little boy named Gu will come over for treatment later.

soon.

Gu Yong walked in with his son, smiling.

"Doctor Wang, we are here.

Just now on the way here, my son said that his eyesight has improved a little compared to yesterday and he can feel that they are brighter. "

No wonder he was so excited.

I originally thought that my son would never be able to see again in his lifetime, and that it would be difficult for him to take care of himself, let alone start a family and build a career.

Unexpectedly, in just over half a month, there was a sudden turn of events.

Now there is hope for recovery.

"Let me take a look."

Wang Mengde said with a smile.

Then he took the little boy's hand, took his pulse, and asked questions softly.

After a few minutes, he had an idea.

The little boy's eye disease has indeed improved a little.

It seems that my treatment plan and treatment direction are correct.

Although this little guy will never fully recover his normal vision in the future, wearing glasses is much better than not being able to see clearly.

"Uncle, after a while, I will be able to see it.

Can I play outside with my friends and go to school?"

The little boy raised his head and asked expectantly.

"Yes, as long as you are obedient, take medicine and get injections on time, you will be able to see soon."

Wang Mengde replied with a smile.

If it was a dozen days ago, he definitely wouldn't dare to say this.

But now I have a clear idea in my mind.

If nothing unexpected happens, this little patient will be able to recover a little in another week.

By then, you will be able to vaguely see the outside world.

Of course, it will be very vague.

"Great, thank you uncle."

"Haha, you're welcome."

Listening to the conversation between the two people, Pu Lao sat in the chair and watched the scene with a smile.

In all his years of practicing medicine, what he likes to see most is the smiles of his patients and their families.

Gu Yong was laughing and crying at the same time.

As a man, he wouldn't cry easily, but at this moment he was crying for joy.

It turned out to be just as Wang Mengde had expected.

About a week later, the little boy excitedly said that he could vaguely see a figure appear in front of him.

After learning the news.

The superiors were overjoyed.

He personally called Wang Mengde and instructed:

"Comrade Wang Mengde, I have a political task for you now. I hope you can complete it successfully."

"Leader, please give me your orders and ensure that the task is completed."

Wang Mengde made the assurance directly.

He guessed in his heart that it was the child of the foreign politician mentioned last time, who also suffered from congenital myopia and wanted to come to China to seek treatment from him.

The relevant case had already come into his hands, and he discovered that the disease was similar to that suffered by the little boy named Gu.

"Recently, a foreign child came to Guang'anmen Hospital to seek treatment from you, and you should be aware of his condition.

Your task is to treat him to the best of your ability and try to restore his vision as soon as possible."

The superior leader continued.

That politician's influence is enormous.

It is enough to change and transform that country's foreign policy.

Once his son is cured, the relationship between China and that country will definitely develop into a friendly one.

"Leader, don't worry, I will complete the task."

Wang Mengde said with confidence.

(End of this chapter)