A doctor who travels through two eras

Chapter 311: Ruyao Brush Washer Chicken Cup

After the opening ceremony, the noisy crowd left, and the Tuberculosis Department once again became a quiet courtyard at the foot of Baihu Mountain.

It was only at this time that the two patients, Ma Lianliang and Zhao Yanxia, ​​began to receive treatment.

Lin Sanqi took out a pill from the tray and handed them to the two famous actors in front of him.

Ma Lianliang picked up the pill and looked at it, then asked with a smile:

"Doctor Kobayashi, this is what you were talking about, what pill?"

Zhao Yanxia is young and has a good memory. She reminded him, "It's called Ethylamine Pyrazine Rifampicin Pills."

Ma Lianliang repeated it again and again, but still shook his head: "This name is too complicated, I can't remember it."

Lin Sanqi smiled and said, "If you can't remember it, then forget it. Anyway, you are only taking this medicine temporarily. After half a year, when your tuberculosis is cured, you won't have to remember the name of this medicine for the rest of your life."

Ma Lianliang was a little anxious and asked:
"Doctor Kobayashi, can we really cure it within half a year? Can I perform on stage again?"

Lin Sanqi also sat down. Since there were only a few patients at the moment and he was not busy, he sat down to chat and calm the patients.

There is a famous saying in the medical field: always comforting, often helping, and occasionally curing.

That is to say, once in the hospital, in addition to clinical treatment, psychological comfort and psychotherapy are equally important for patients.

After all, in medical practice, healing is something doctors can sometimes do, but more often than not, doctors relieve patients' pain through help and comfort.

"Teacher Ma, Teacher Zhao, it is like this. My tuberculosis treatment cycle is generally divided into two phases. The intensive phase is generally 2 to 3 months, and the consolidation phase is generally 4 to 6 months. The types and dosages of drugs in these two cycles are different.

In addition, based on the X-ray and blood test reports, I judge that Mr. Zhao’s problem is not serious. If we are optimistic, he should be able to recover within 6 months.”

When Zhao Yanxia heard this, her eyes sparkled. All actors' eyes are very beautiful, and this sparkle almost blinded Lin Sanqi.

"But Mr. Ma, your case is a bit troublesome. Your illness has been long-standing and severe, and your body is in a bad condition. Plus, you have used a lot of domestic and foreign medicines in the past five or six years, so I'm afraid you may develop drug resistance."

It is said that in 1960, the Chinese people had never used antibiotics or other Western medicine and were as pure as a blank sheet of paper.

But for a famous actor like Ma Lianliang who earns more than 1,000 yuan a month and is a key person cared for by the country, in fact, a lot of antibiotics available in the world have already been used.

If the condition is severe, the treatment course may need to be extended to 9-12 months.

The total treatment course for mono-drug-resistant and multi-drug-resistant tuberculosis also takes 9-18 months. If it is the most serious multi-drug-resistant and extensively drug-resistant tuberculosis, it will take more than 24 months of treatment.

Moreover, this type of patient cannot be cured by the quadruple therapy of isoniazid, rifampicin, pyrazinamide and ethambutol, and needs better drugs.

For example, contezolid, baclofenac, bedaquiline, linezolid, meropenem, imipenem, etc.

These drugs are expensive. Even in 2013, the monthly cost of drugs alone was at least to yuan, or even tens of thousands of yuan. Most of them were paid out of pocket, which placed a heavy financial burden on patients.

Lin Sanqi has been used to treat diseases since 2013.

If it is just isoniazid, rifampicin, pyrazinamide, ethambutol, streptomycin, or four-in-one drugs, these drugs are very cheap and the government even gives them to patients for free.

Lin Sanqi can afford it.

But if there are more multidrug-resistant patients like Ma Lianliang, the medication alone for one patient will cost about 10 yuan a year. What if there are a thousand or ten thousand similar patients in the future?
Doesn’t that mean Lin Sanqi is going bankrupt?

After all, if you were treated in a regular hospital in 1960, the hospitalization fees and medicine costs could not be too outrageous. Generally, they were just a few dollars a month. At most you could charge him 100 yuan.

The key point is that the money belongs to the hospital, so what is Lin Sanqi trying to do?

Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi has made up his mind that in the future he will definitely get rid of the tuberculosis drug business and give the drug formula and patent to the government for free, letting them worry about it.

Lin Sanqi was thinking about his own thoughts.

Ma Lianliang was also thinking about his own thoughts.

He had been suffering from tuberculosis for several years. He had seen both Chinese and Western doctors, and even went to Hong Kong for treatment, but nothing could be done.

Ma Lianliang knew that tuberculosis was a disease that would kill nine out of ten people. It was just a matter of delaying the disease for a few years, but death would come sooner or later, and it was impossible for one to live to be a hundred years.

Everyone is afraid of death, especially a famous person like him who has enjoyed the highlight of life and has good financial conditions. No one wants to die.

So when Ma Lianliang accidentally heard that Professor Pan from a university in the capital had been cured of tuberculosis, he made inquiries from many sources and finally found out about Lin Sanqi.

In fact, Ma Lianliang was very disappointed when he saw Lin Sanqi for the first time. If you said that Lin Kushen was a miracle doctor, he would believe it about 70%.

But in the circle of traditional Chinese medicine where youth is considered a sin, Lin Sanqi, who is in his 20s, is too insecure.

But Ma Lianliang still trusted Lin Sanqi in the end, and he was determined to give it a try. If he didn't try, he would surely die, so if he tried, there was still hope of survival.

It must be said that Lin Sanqi's previous treatment of his future father-in-law was absolutely a stroke of genius.

At this time, there were only four people left in the room: Lin Sanqi, Pan Ye, Ma Lianliang and Zhao Yanxia. Ma Lianliang looked around and saw that there was no one else around, so he took out a small wooden box from under the bed and placed it on the table.

Then open the lid to reveal a small bowl inside.

Lin Sanqi knew that it was time for the patient to give a red envelope, but if he was going to give a red envelope, he could have given a gold bar instead of a broken bowl. He still had a lot of red envelopes in his "channel space".

"Doctor Kobayashi, this is a small gift from me. This is a Ming Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup that I bought when I performed in Hong Kong in 45. I spent 1000 Hong Kong dollars at the time. When I brought it back to China, everyone said I had found a bargain. But now, this antique is not worth much, haha. Doctor Kobayashi, just treat it as a souvenir and play with it."

(A real leak event, but the prototype is Mr. Qiu Yanzhi)

If you mention any other Lin Sanqi, you may not know it, but if you mention the Chicken-Glazed Cup, it is a household name.

Lin Sanqi sat up straight at once, staring at the small bowl in the wooden box, and asked excitedly:
"Is this the Chicken Cup? It's from the Chenghua period? Can I take a look at it?"

Ma Lianliang smiled and said, "This is originally a gift from me to you, so you can use it naturally."

Lin Sanqi picked up the small bowl excitedly, and then looked at it from left to right. The more he looked, the happier he became, although he couldn't see what was good about the bowl. In his hand, it was just an ordinary small bowl for drinking.

But he knew that this bowl was valuable, 2.8 million yuan. This was not just a bowl, it was clearly three small goals.

The more Lin Sanqi looked at her, the more he liked her and the more his heart was moved. He was not a saint and naturally had his own little thoughts. This was no longer the time to be polite.

What if I say that the gift is too precious and I can’t accept it, and then Ma Lianliang really takes it back, then wouldn’t Lin Sanqi cry to death?
What's more, in the era before capital speculation, this chicken-glazed cup was indeed not very precious. Didn't Ma Lianliang say that he bought it for 1000 yuan?

Taking into account the special period of 1960, antiques and curios were sold at very low prices and were even less valuable.

Lin Sanqi thought, I am not "cheating", right? At most it is an equal exchange, he has paid something.

Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi carefully put the Chicken Cup back into the wooden box, then closed the lid and quietly brought the wooden box to his side.

"Okay, Mr. Ma, I like this chicken-glazed cup very much. In this way, I will cover all the expenses for your examination and treatment of tuberculosis. Don't worry, I will definitely use the best medicine to help you cure this tuberculosis."

Ma Lianliang was waiting for these words, so the smile on his face became even wider:

"Okay, okay, I'll leave it to Dr. Lin."

When Zhao Yanxia heard this, she quickly ran to the next ward and came back with a box in her hand.

"Doctor Lin, come and take a look. This is a gift from me to you. Please don't despise it."

After saying that, Zhao Yanxia opened the lid in a hurry, and after peeling off several layers of cotton cloth, a sky-blue plate was revealed inside.

Lin Sanqi and Pan Ye didn't know what was going on, but Ma Lianliang was experienced and saw it right away:
"Wow, this is a Ru kiln azure glaze sunflower washbasin, what a good thing."

When Lin Sanqi heard that it was Ru kiln, his eyes widened again, because there is a sentence in antique novels:
Even if you have a fortune of millions, it is not as good as a piece of Ru porcelain.

This shows the preciousness of Ru Kiln and also suggests how high the value of Ru Kiln is. In short, it is just a pile of RMB.

Zhao Yanxia was relieved when she heard Ma Lianliang point out the preciousness of this bowl. She was afraid that this young doctor would not know the value of it.
"This sunflower washbasin was given to my father by Empress Dowager Longyu. It was a pair. Later, one of the sunflower washbasins was sold to a foreigner by my father, and only this one is left. Doctor Lin, you can't despise it." Lin Sanqi was holding the Ru kiln plate and was as happy as a fool.

He had also encountered people selling makeup kilns on the black market before, but they were all fake. Now Zhao Yanxia took out this plate, which was a reward from the palace or passed down from the family, so how could it be fake?
If it is the real thing, then this Ru kiln plate alone would be worth 2 million yuan.

If that’s not a treasure, then what is?
Regardless of whether it is a pair or just one, Lin Sanqi knows that there are only 77 pieces of Ru kiln in the world, and now he has one in his hand, which is a treasure.

Although the value of the Chicken Cup was higher than that of the Ru Kiln Azure Glaze Sunflower Blossom Washbasin in 2013, in the special period of 1960, the value of the Ru Kiln Azure Glaze Sunflower Blossom Washbasin was higher than that of the Chenghua Chicken Cup.

This shows that Zhao Yanxia is indeed a decisive woman. Anyway, Lin Sanqi thought that Ma Lianliang must have better antiques hidden in his home.

In fact, Zhao Yanxia also has a scale in her heart. She is only 32 years old this year, which is the peak period of her artistic career. If she retires from the Peking Opera stage early because of tuberculosis, she will never be willing to do so.

So after much consideration, I took out the most valuable Ru kiln plate in my home as a gift.

Exchanging her life for a Ru kiln plate was not a difficult choice, and her parents and husband also supported her in doing so.

Lin Sanqi carefully placed the Ru kiln azure glaze sunflower washbasin into the box again, and then carefully and quietly held it in his arms, then said with a smile:

"Then Mr. Zhao, I won't be polite. I really like this Ru kiln. Don't worry, I will take care of your illness. If I can't cure your illness, I will return these two antiques in full."

Ma Lianliang and Zhao Yanxia quickly stood up and bowed slightly to Lin Sanqi:
"Then we'll have to trouble Doctor Lin."

Coming out of the ward, Pan Ye looked at her boyfriend who was smiling like a little fox and felt a little dissatisfied:

"Sanqi, we doctors are supposed to treat patients and save lives, how can you accept gifts?"

Lin Sanqi thought that this girl was really pure. If a doctor doesn’t accept gifts or red envelopes, can he still be called a doctor?
"Xiao Yezi, you don't understand the mentality of patients. If I don't accept the gift, they will be worried and think that I am bragging that I can cure tuberculosis. So I accept this gift so that they can feel at ease to treat the disease and have the confidence to cooperate.

Besides, I didn't take it for free. I covered all their medical expenses until they recovered. Think about it, I took two pots of meat and gave them two lives. Do you think they gained or lost?"

Pan Ye blinked his big eyes, which were full of clear stupidity:

"Life is priceless. With what you said, they really made a profit."

"Right, so this is called equal exchange, not the doctor accepting red envelopes."

"Then if we sell these two bowls and plates on the black market, how much food can we get in exchange?"

"Food? Let me think about it. If you go to the black market to exchange, you can probably get back 100 kilograms of rice, which is good. But if I go to exchange, I can get at least to tons of food."

Pan Ye suddenly covered his mouth and said, "Oh my god, it's so valuable, why don't you return it to the patient?"

Lin Sanqi thought he had let the cat out of the bag, so he quickly made amends:
"Haha, I'm kidding. It's just a plate. You can only get a few hundred kilograms of fine grain at best. It's not an imperial seal or an authentic work of Wang Xizhi."

Pan Ye agreed when she heard it. After all, she used to go to the black market frequently and knew that no matter how valuable something was, it was not worth hundreds of kilograms of rice.

"That's good. I was scared to death..."

Lin Sanqi thought to himself, I was so scared that I almost ruined my tall and glorious image in the little girl's heart.

Back in the office, Pan Ye led other college students and apprentices to continue learning about tuberculosis, or learning how to operate X-ray machines and blood testing machines.

Lin Sanqi closed the door, put the four-in-one medicine "Ethylamine, Pyrazine and Rifampicin Tablets" one by one on the oil paper, and took out a whole box of jujube paste.

Then, just like making glutinous rice balls, get a small piece of date paste and roll it into small cakes. Then wrap the tablets inside and roll them into balls with your hands.

In this way, a pill of Lin family secret medicine "Ethylamine Pyrazine Rifampicin Pill" is ready.

In one afternoon, Lin Sanqi took out 100 pills and put them all in the medicine box.

The treatment of pulmonary tuberculosis is actually quite simple. Generally, first-line anti-tuberculosis drugs are used, such as quadruple therapy, and then attention is paid to whether there is damage to liver and kidney function or other side effects during the medication process.

If there is damage to liver and kidney function, you generally cannot stop taking the medication. Just use some liver protecting medicine. This is something that an old Chinese medicine expert knows.

Then, we need to pay attention to which drug in the quadruple drug regimen is resistant, or whether there are multiple drug resistances. At this time, the dosage and type of drugs need to be adjusted. For example, the second-line medication needs to be used, and the course of treatment also needs to be extended.

The vast majority of patients can recover from tuberculosis after several courses of treatment.

Therefore, the treatment of tuberculosis can be simply summarized as: early, combined, appropriate, regular, and full course.

If it was 2013, most tuberculosis patients would not need to be hospitalized, unless their test indicators were very bad. They could just get some medicine prescribed in the outpatient clinic and take it orally on time.

But such a seemingly simple infectious disease was the number one killer among diseases in 1960. It was very scary.

The next day, Director Liu of the Digital Hospital rushed to the Ming Tombs with his engineers, and truckloads of construction materials were also transported there.

As soon as Liu Shengli jumped off the truck, he started yelling:
"Hurry up, tell me where this house is built. We have to hurry."

Then Liu Shengli looked at the cornfield in front of the tuberculosis department and seemed to be thinking:
"That's not right. Why is your corn growing so well? The stalks are so thick and the leaves are so green. Is the feng shui of your Chinese medicine hospital better? How come the crops you grow are so good?"

When Dean Shen heard outsiders praising the good crops of the Chinese medicine hospital, he was naturally very happy:
"Haha, Lao Liu, what do you think? Our Chinese medicine hospital not only has excellent medical skills, but also first-class farming skills. Look at the growth of corn. I tell you, one acre of land can yield at least 2000 kilograms of harvest."

Liu Shengli was a little puzzled. He squatted down and kneaded a handful of mud. His doubts grew even stronger:
"The quality of your soil is not good. How did this happen?"

It was just at this time that water was released for irrigation. As the water was released from the pool in the middle, water began to flow out of the densely packed canals around it. The farm workers began to use dung scoops to water the corn, wheat and vegetables.

This scene made Liu Shengli stunned again:

"That's not right, Old Shen. Where does your water come from? Farmers in other places carry water on their shoulders, but how come your water just flows here by itself? I don't see any spring water on the mountain."

If it was someone else, Dean Shen would still be uneasy, but Liu Shengli came from the military and was tight-lipped, so Dean Shen started to show off.

"You don't know this, right? Look, what is that green building in the middle of our cornfield?"

When Liu Shengli took a look, he could vaguely see a low green building not far away, so he walked over curiously.

Dean Shen boasted as he walked:

"Do you know what that is? It's a spring. To prevent others from snooping, we painted it green and planted some trees next to it to cover it up."

Liu Shengli quickened his pace and walked over to take a look. Sure enough, there was a huge pool in the middle of the cornfield, with fresh water constantly gushing out in the middle of the pool.

"Oh my God, there really is a spring. This is running water. How lucky are you that the Chinese Medicine Hospital found a spring for you?"

Liu Shengli's eyes turned red as he looked at the gurgling spring water in front of him. With water, the crops would not die of thirst and there would be a harvest.

With harvest and food, people will no longer starve to death.

Dean Shen certainly wouldn't say that this was the well dug by Lin Sanqi, so he boasted:

"Of course I have good vision. I fell in love with this piece of land at first sight. I wanted the wasteland that others didn't want. Look, now there are mountains and water, people and crops. In a few months we will have a harvest. Life is beautiful."

Liu Shengli sighed:
"It would be a shame to build a tuberculosis ward on such a good Feng Shui site."

Dean Shen had already made a plan. He pointed to the hillside behind and said:
"Please don't destroy my farmland. The thousand acres of mountain land behind also belongs to our hospital. If you want to build a ward, build it on the mountain. This will not occupy arable land, but also develop the mountain forest."

The mountain to the north of the Chinese Medicine Hospital is called Jinping Mountain. It is relatively flat, with Qinglong Mountain and Baihu Mountain on both sides.

Liu Shengli nodded: "It's not impossible to build it on the mountain, but the building materials will cost more because we have to lay the foundation. Otherwise, your Chinese medicine hospital can also provide some building materials."

Lin Sanqi had just arrived at this time, and when he heard about the expansion, he smiled and said:

"Director Liu, it just so happens that our Chinese medicine hospital has a large excavator. When the time comes, we can dig out a flat area on the hillside first, and then we can lay the foundation and build the house. It will be much faster."

Liu Shengli was shocked again when he heard this:
"How did your Chinese medicine hospital make so much money that it has all these things? Okay, with this stuff, the project will be much faster. Let's start right away."

What Lin Sanqi didn't know was that after the tuberculosis ward was built, the excavator was also taken away by the engineers...

(End of this chapter)