Siheyuan: The prosperous era starting from being a doctor

Chapter 485 The Role and Prestige of Medical Insurance
In traditional Chinese medicine theory, there is no single, universally accepted name for cancer.

However, based on the characteristics of some symptoms or signs, it is often classified into categories such as rock syndrome, accumulation, and abdominal masses.

For example, thyroid cancer is called "stone goiter".

Liver cancer is classified as "liver accumulation".

The second aunt's breast cancer was called "breast cancer".

Meanwhile, in traditional Chinese medicine, these diseases are often related to weakness of vital energy, stagnation of qi and blood, accumulation of phlegm and dampness, or internal accumulation of toxins.

Wang Mengde had done some research on this type of illness before, but not in great depth.

After all, this kind of disease cannot be cured in a short period of time.

Furthermore, he is not yet certain that spending time will yield results.

Therefore, he rarely treats malignant tumors.

Even many powerful and influential people abroad have tried to get him to treat this disease through various channels, including diplomatic pressure.

In the end, they were all declined.

He won't do anything he's not absolutely sure about.

Even if the other party offers millions of dollars in consultation fees.

The state also supports his actions.

If you insist on seeking treatment, there's a high probability of problems arising, and if that damages your reputation, the losses won't be as simple as just a few million dollars.

This might damage Wang Mengde's reputation, which in turn could affect his pharmaceutical export business and cause potential customers to stop choosing Guang'anmen Hospital.

"Qian Tong, go to the registration area and tell them that there's a patient named Yang Ruihua this afternoon. Just give him a number and then lead him to my office."

I thought about it for half an hour, and it was almost time to go to work.

Just then, several of his students arrived, and Wang Mengde gave them instructions.

"Okay, teacher, I'll go right away."

Qian Tong hurriedly agreed.

After a year, his health is significantly better than when he first enrolled.

It used to weigh only 80 or 90 jin, but now it weighs 120 jin.

Of course, my height also increased by about five centimeters.

With sufficient nutrition, he underwent a second growth spurt.

At the same time, he also studied even harder.

According to Wang Mengde's estimation, besides his children, Qian Tong was the most likely person to inherit part of his mantle.

As for Jiang Lin and the others, they are also very good, but they still seem to be lacking something.

Most of them will become renowned doctors in their region, but becoming a leading figure in a particular field is very difficult.

The leading figure in a particular field that Wang Mengde mentioned is not like him, who is not only a master in the fields of internal medicine and dermatology.

Even techniques such as acupuncture, massage, and bone setting are unprecedented.

Rather, becoming the first person in a particular branch of medicine is already a remarkable achievement.

For example, targeting liver disease, or a single area such as heart, kidney, or ophthalmology.

Around one o'clock in the afternoon.

In the main lobby of Guang'anmen Hospital, Yan Bugui's eyes were bloodshot, while his second aunt followed behind him with a puzzled look on her face.

Nowadays.

I don't know what went wrong with Old Yan, but he insisted on dragging her here to see Wang Mengde for treatment.

I was just angry for a moment, and then I was squatting for a long time. When I suddenly stood up, I fainted. There was nothing wrong with me at all.

No matter how he explained, Lao Yan just wouldn't believe him.

When they arrived at the hospital, while queuing to register, Aunt Er gradually felt uneasy.

Even though Wang Mengde is a neighbor of Guang'anmen Hospital, the hospital is not owned by his family.

You have to pay money to register, get a prescription, and pick up your medicine.

Old Yan is usually very calculating; he wants to stretch every penny into ten parts.

But now he doesn't seem to care about the money anymore.

Then there can only be one truth: that you have other illnesses, and that these illnesses are difficult to cure.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have come to Guang'anmen Hospital.

After figuring it out, Auntie Er's face turned pale.

However, she didn't ask directly in the hospital lobby, but planned to question him properly after leaving the hospital.

More than twenty minutes passed.

Finally, it was their turn to register.

"Hello, comrade, which department should I register with?"

Inside the window, a hospital staff member asked with a smile.

"Hello, I'd like to book an appointment with Wang Mengde."

Yan Bugui handed his medical insurance booklet and the registration fee to the window, and then said softly.

Thanks to Wang Mengde, even though Second Auntie didn't have a job, she was able to get medical insurance thanks to the medical policies implemented a few years ago.

You only need to spend a small amount of money to enroll each year to enjoy medical reimbursement.

Not only have the vast majority of people in rural areas joined the rural cooperative medical scheme, but unemployed people in cities have also gained access to medical insurance.

of course.

Unlike in my previous life, the government provides substantial subsidies for these medical insurance programs. Over 100 million RMB has been invested in the rural cooperative medical scheme and medical insurance for hundreds of millions of people across the country.

That is, with support of several billion US dollars every year, the leaders at the top have such great confidence.

This policy has also indirectly saved many lives.

Many people suffering from serious illnesses are also willing to receive treatment.

Anyway, the cost after treatment won't be too high; an average working-class family can easily afford it.

"Um, sir, may I ask what the patient's name is?"

Inside the window, the hospital staff didn't directly ask if there were any numbers available, but instead asked a question.

“The patient’s name is Yang Ruihua. Wang Mengde and I are neighbors. He’s the one who sent us here.”

Yan Bugui didn't care about anything else and quickly said.

Upon hearing this, the second aunt beside him immediately understood; indeed, she had other ailments.

"Oh, it's you two. Please follow that comrade over there, and he will lead you to the examination room."

When the staff heard the name Yang Ruihua, they knew the person in question had arrived.

So their attitude improved.

She quickly registered and then pointed to Qian Tong, who was standing not far away waiting for someone.

In the consulting room.

Wang Mengde's appointments were all booked up this morning.

At this time, there were already quite a few people queuing up outside.

Yan Bugui and his wife followed Qian Tong and soon arrived at the door.

"Please wait a moment, the patient inside should be out soon."

Qian Tong said with certainty.

He had long been accustomed to the speed at which his own teacher could cure illnesses.

No matter how difficult or complicated the problem is, it seems that nothing can stump their own teacher.

Many ailments that he had never even heard of before could be quickly cured by Wang Mengde.

Both the treatment philosophy and the prescriptions deeply impressed Qian Tong and others, who, upon careful consideration, were amazed by their extraordinary abilities.

They never imagined that the ingredients could be combined in this way, or that this disease could be treated in this way.

Basically, on average, each patient spends no more than five minutes in the consultation room.

Many of them stayed for less than three minutes before leaving with a mixture of confusion and excitement.

They were told that most of their conditions were not serious.

Sure enough. They didn't wait a minute before the door opened and three people came out: a man and a woman, both around thirty years old, supporting an elderly woman in her fifties.

All three of them wore expressions of excitement.

Qian Tong realized that this patient must have been informed by his teacher that the condition was not difficult to treat and the cost should not be high.

He cut in line and entered the consultation room.

Behind them, the patients in line all knew that Qian Tong was a hospital staff member, so they didn't react much when they saw them go in.

After all, being associated with Wang Mengde is an extremely fortunate thing, and no one wants to cause any unnecessary trouble.

"Uncle and Aunt, you've arrived. Please have a seat."

Seeing Yan Bugui and his wife walk in with unnatural expressions, Wang Mengde hurriedly greeted them.

At the same time, he also guessed that the second aunt probably sensed it.

"Mengde, tell me, do I have some kind of incurable disease?"

Don't worry, I can handle it.

After sitting down, Auntie Er couldn't wait to ask.

Beside him, Yan Bugui was winking and making eye contact with Wang Mengde.

"Hehe, Second Aunt, if you were in another hospital and saw another doctor, your illness would definitely not be easy to cure."

But none of that matters to me; you should trust my medical skills.

Whew~~
That's fine then. Of course I trust your medical skills.

"Of all the doctors in the capital, there isn't one more skilled than you."

Aunt Er's complexion improved somewhat. She let out a long breath and then perked up to speak.

This is actually what she really felt.

Not only her, but even the Jia and Xu families, who were at odds with Wang Mengde's family, had to admit that in terms of medical skills, no one in the country could compare to Wang Mengde.

"By the way, Mengde, how much will my illness cost approximately?"

Second Auntie, please help me out and see if you can treat my illness with some inexpensive medicine.

As you know, our family is struggling financially. The whole family relies on your second uncle's meager salary. Jiecheng and Jiefang don't earn much, and they mostly keep it all for themselves.

After realizing that she was alright, Auntie Er started scheming again.

She also habitually complained to Wang Mengde about her troubles.

"Um, Auntie, even if you are hospitalized for treatment and continue to take medication, it won't cost more than a few dollars."

Wang Mengde said, somewhat speechless.

Since the introduction of the New Rural Cooperative Medical Scheme and Medical Insurance, both rural residents and unemployed urban residents have benefited.

Seeing a doctor becomes much cheaper.

For minor illnesses or medications, most expenses are fully reimbursed.

As for serious illnesses, more than 80% or 90% can be reimbursed.

Most importantly, doctors in this era do not over-treat patients, nor do they deliberately prescribe various tests and expensive drugs.

Especially in traditional Chinese medicine, many doctors basically don't order any tests when they see patients; they rely entirely on their skills in "observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation" to make a diagnosis.

Only when unsure will one or two simple checks be performed.

and so.

For someone like Aunt Er, whose cancer is in its early stages, the final cost will not exceed twenty yuan, regardless of which hospital she goes to.

As for Wang Mengde, the reimbursed expenses would not exceed five yuan.

This is the role of medical insurance.

Without these, in the past, a serious illness would mean the collapse of an ordinary family.

Not only will the family's savings be depleted, but they may also incur a mountain of debt.

Rural cooperative medical insurance and medical insurance can be considered a form of protection for people in this era.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Hearing that it wouldn't cost much in total, Aunt Er finally smiled broadly.

Next, Wang Mengde carefully took her pulse before writing the prescription.

He has a set of theories on the treatment of breast tumors.

These theories were developed through my own thinking, and I've cured several patients in the early stages of their illnesses using them.

As for patients in the middle and late stages, he was somewhat powerless to help them.

When faced with such patients, all one can do is try one's best and accept one's fate.

Of course, while it couldn't compare to later generations in treating such serious illnesses, it far surpassed later generations in reducing suffering.

Fortunately, the painkiller he developed is not addictive and can be reused.

This has reduced the endless suffering of many patients.

"Uncle, Aunt, let me write up a hospital admission form first, and you can go and complete the admission procedures later."

Currently, it seems that at least half a month of hospitalization is required for treatment. The discharge date will depend on the effectiveness of the treatment after that period.

Wang Mengde quickly wrote on the hospital admission form, and then said aloud.

The first two weeks are the most crucial time.

He needs to use silver needles in conjunction with medication, and he also needs to observe the effects every day in order to change the prescription as needed.

"Oh, you need to stay in the hospital for half a month?"

The second aunt said somewhat awkwardly, "Mengde, how about I stay in the hospital for three days? I'll come to see you from home every day after that."

"As you know, I also grow a lot of vegetables in front of my house. If no one takes care of them for half a month, they will definitely be abandoned."

"Besides, during these two weeks, I haven't been cooking for those kids at home, so they'll have to pay half off their food expenses."

Listening to her scheme, Wang Mengde couldn't help but frown.

Even with such a serious illness, you're still thinking about petty gains. It's true what they say, you get what you pay for.

No wonder the original series was ruined by Xu Damao.

Fortunately, Yan Bugui, who was standing nearby, knew the truth and quickly tried to dissuade him:
"Yang Ruihua, stop making a fuss. The hospital isn't yours to run."

You have time, but the hospital staff and Meng De don't have time to wait for you.

Don't worry about things at home. Let your daughter-in-law and the others take care of the vegetables growing by the door; that will only offset about half a month's food expenses at most.

finally.

The second aunt reluctantly went to the hospital.

half a month later.

After Wang Mengde's careful examination, Aunt Er was finally able to be discharged from the hospital.

However, she will need to continue taking medication for treatment and come in for regular check-ups.

After all, it is a malignant tumor. Even if it is detected early, it is easy to relapse if it is not completely cured.

If it recurs, it will be a real problem.

Let alone Wang Mengde, even if we gathered all the famous doctors in the country, there would be virtually no hope.

We arrived at the courtyard house.

They happened to run into Sister Wang, Aunt Li, and Aunt Zhang.

"Second Aunt, you've been discharged from the hospital. Are you feeling well?"

"Judging from his complexion, he has definitely recovered."

"With Mengde's help, his second aunt's illness will definitely be cured."

Several people gathered around, chattering amongst themselves.

"That's right, I'm Mengde's second aunt. He personally treated me every day, and I recovered in just half a month."

Auntie Er said smugly:

"By the way, you didn't see how powerful he was at the hospital."

I saw him twice; he walked at the very front, followed by more than twenty doctors and nurses, like a star surrounded by the moon. His words carried absolute weight, and everyone else could only listen.

(End of this chapter)