Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 111 Zhu Liangchun: This Child is Like Me (3K)

This time, the patient was a retired athlete and enjoyed preferential treatment, and was placed on the same floor as old man Bachukayev.

Because this is an intensive care unit, it is quieter than other floors and there are not so many patients' families rushing around.

Today, because they did not have the dean's permission, when they followed Meng Jimin to the corridor sentry post, the three of them were asked to check their IDs and were briefly searched.

Fang Yan took out all the certificates he had on him, including the expert certificate issued by the hospital yesterday. The sentry even looked at him a few more times.

Only then did Le Miao realize that Fang Yan had a certificate from this hospital, with a big blue stamp on it with the word "expert".

She immediately showed a look of astonishment.

After entering the corridor, Le Miao stared at Fang Yan's face, waiting for him to speak first.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Fang Yan touched his face.

"Don't you have anything to tell me? What's the matter with this expert certificate?" Le Miao asked seriously, and it was obvious that she took this matter very seriously.

Fangyan looked at Meng Jimin who was standing beside him:

"You didn't tell her?"

"Isn't it your turn to say that?" Meng Jimin looked innocent.

In fact, Fangyan really thought that Meng Jimin would tell Le Miao.

After all, Le Miao and Meng Jimin would contact each other by phone.

Le Miao looked at the two of them speechlessly:

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Fang Yan looked at Le Miao and said:

"It's a bit complicated to explain. To put it simply, this certificate was exchanged for the prescription of Huangqi Chongteng Yin."

"Huh?!" Le Miao showed a confused look. Could the Huangqi Chongteng Yin prescription be used to exchange for an expert's certificate? The more he listened, the more confused he became.

Fang Yan knew from her expression that the other party probably couldn't imagine it either, after all, he was also surprised at the time.

"Anyway, things are a bit complicated. I'll tell you in detail after I meet Mr. Zhu." Fang Yan said to Le Miao.

Le Miao nodded, then turned his gaze to his good friend Meng Jimin.

Meng Jimin pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and said:

"Anyway, don't worry... unless Doctor Fang takes the initiative, we will definitely not let him transfer from Tong Ren Tang to here."

After that, he pointed to the ward in front:

"Okay, here it is."

Now Le Miao also knew that this was not the time to talk about this.

She murmured:

"I'm just curious, but I'm not worried about whether he will leave Tong Ren Tang."

Meng Jimin smiled and knocked on the door.

With a creaky sound, the door was opened and inside stood a thin, middle-aged man in his forties with a slightly bald head and thick eyebrows.

"Junior brother is here."

"Senior brother."

"I brought my friends over to take a look."

Meng Jimin introduced to Fang Yan and Le Miao:

"This is my senior brother, Chen Youqing."

When Fang Yan saw Chen Youqing, his figure suddenly appeared in the story of Zhu Liangchun in his previous life.

He was born in 1936 in Nantong. His family has been practicing medicine for three generations. At the age of 16, he left his family's clinic and came to Nantong Joint Clinic of Traditional Chinese Medicine to become Zhu Liangchun's disciple. It has been years now.

In later generations, Fangyan remembered that he was very famous in the local area. He was good at internal medicine and was adept at using traditional Chinese medicine to treat diseases of the liver, gallbladder, spleen and stomach. Many people came to seek medical treatment. At the age of over 80, he was still treating patients and saving lives.

"Hello, Doctor Chen!" Fang Yan nodded at him and greeted him.

Le Miao did the same, so it could be considered as a greeting.

Chen Youqing nodded, smiling brightly, and said in a gentle tone:
"Well, good, come in."

After that, he whispered to Meng Jimin:
"Don't talk for a while, the master has finished examining the patient and is writing a prescription."

Meng Jimin was a little surprised:
"Already finished reading it?"

Chen Youqing nodded and said softly:

"Well, after prescribing the medicine, I'll do acupuncture and moxibustion, and then I'll do acupuncture in the ear area."

Meng Jimin was startled and muttered:

"Acupuncture in the ear area? I've never seen Master use this method..."

Chen Youqing smiled and said:
"Then you came to the right place today. You can learn something new."

Fangyan was also a little surprised to hear that Mr. Zhu actually used ear acupuncture therapy.

This acupuncture therapy in the ear area only emerged in foreign countries in the 1950s and was gradually promoted clinically in their hospitals.

Later, it became popular in countries such as Japan, South Korea, the United States, France, and Germany, and by the time the dialect crossed over, there were already more than twenty types of ear area therapies.

Fangyan never expected that in the 1970s, he would see someone using this method in China.

And the person who used this method was a famous doctor like Mr. Zhu.

He had heard before that when Mr. Zhu was in his 90s, he would still watch Korean dramas, play games, and use his smartphone to learn all kinds of new things. Now it seems that this is not groundless.

As they were talking, everyone had already entered the ward.

There were several doctors and nurses standing in the room, ready to serve at any time.

At this moment, in front of the desk in the room, Mr. Zhu, who was wearing a light gray shirt, was thinking while writing on the prescription. He wrote a little slowly. It seemed that this prescription was completely new based on the patient's current condition.

On the other side was a bed, surrounded by curtains. One could vaguely see someone sitting beside the bed, whispering something to the person on the bed.

His gaze returned to Mr. Zhu sitting at the desk.

Several people walked up behind him, but he didn't notice at all, as he was completely immersed in the prescription on the table.

When I looked at the dialect, I saw the following written on it: Epimedium, Curculigo orchioides, Lycium barbarum, Dioscorea opposita, Placenta, Licorice, Ginseng, Ophiopogon japonicus, Schisandra chinensis, Sulfur (crossed it out and wrote it again).

It can be seen that Mr. Zhu is a little conflicted at the moment.

On the other side was the medical record of the patient's symptoms written by Mr. Zhu. Fang Yan read it carefully, and after comparing it with the prescription, he basically had an idea in his mind. As someone who knew Mr. Zhu's prescriptions by heart, Fang Yan already knew how Mr. Zhu was going to treat the patient.

Sulfur is used because the patient's life gate fire is weak. Other medicines are used to target the deficiency of both yin and yang, and the loss of qi and blood.

In addition, the patient also has problems such as liver and kidney deficiency, lack of essence and blood that need to be addressed.

The dialect recognizes the basic formula of Peibu Shenyang Decoction, which was self-made by Mr. Zhu and published in the 1980s.

It is also used in combination with other medicines.

Seeing that Mr. Zhu was still struggling with the answer, Fangyan could hardly resist saying that the complete prescription also included deer antler and Liuwei Dihuang Pills.

As a result, at this moment, Mr. Zhu picked up the pen and quickly began to write the number of grams after each medicine.

There is absolutely no plan to add any other medicine.

Soon the prescription was written out. After he finished writing it, he let out a long sigh and muttered:

"Just leave it at that for now, be conservative and try out the effects first."

After hearing this, Fangyan understood what Mr. Zhu was thinking.

This is the first time you do it, and see if it works before doing anything else.

This method would also be used if the dialect was not used before.

So the dialect didn't say much.

"Okay, let's boil the medicine first, and then feed the patient something to restore his strength. He is too weak to have acupuncture." Zhu Laozhan said as he stood up and tore off the prescription in his hand.

The doctor, who had been waiting for a long time, hurried forward to take it, answered the question and started to make arrangements.

Some people went to get the prescription and boil the medicine, while others went to prepare food with the patient's family.

At this moment, Mr. Zhu turned around and finally saw that there were three more people behind him.

When Meng Jimin saw his master turning around, he spoke first:
"Master, this is Miaomiao from the Le family."

Le Miao smiled and stepped forward and asked Mr. Zhu:
"Uncle Zhu, do you still remember me?"

Zhu Liangchun smiled and said:

"I remember, I remember. I was planning to visit your house when I had time. Are your mother and uncle in good health?"

Le Miao nodded:
"Thank you for your concern, everything is fine!"

At this time, Zhu Liangchun noticed the dialect beside him and asked Le Miao:

"When did you get married? Why didn't you inform me?"

Le Miao showed an embarrassed expression and said:
“No, this is my colleague.”

Meng Jimin also hurriedly explained:

"Master, this is the dialect I told you about before."

"Which one?" Zhu Liangchun couldn't remember for a moment.

Meng Jimin reminded Zhu Lao:

"He was the one who prescribed the Huangqi Chongteng Yin."

Mr. Zhu suddenly realized it, slapped his forehead, and said awkwardly:
"I remembered!"

He stepped forward, took Fangyan's hand, and said:
"Hello, hello, Doctor Fang, I'm sorry. I was so excited when I saw you just now that I said something out of turn. Please forgive me."

Fangyan shook his head, indicating that it was not a big deal.

Mr. Zhu pulled him and said to him:
"Your recipe for Huangqi Chongteng Drink is very thoughtful!"

"This is the first time I've seen a recipe that uses insect medicine that amazed me."

When Fangyan heard what Mr. Zhu said, he quickly said that he had actually learned this recipe when he went to the countryside.

Mr. Zhu suddenly realized:

"I see, no wonder!"

"Indeed, in all aspects, it seems that it took many years of clinical practice to formulate the formula. I feel that the amounts are too accurate. It must have taken a lot of improvements to confirm it."

He is indeed a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, he can see the key at a glance.

But at this moment Meng Jimin came up and whispered:
"Master, I think that the prescription should be his. You may not know that he knows the dosage and ratio of some of the herbs in it very well. Just yesterday, I used it according to the original prescription and the treatment effect was okay. But when he came, he immediately asked me to change the ratio. Do you know what happened?"

Without waiting for Mr. Zhu to speak, he revealed the answer:

"It works like a drum!"

Mr. Zhu was also startled:
"Only changing it once, and it works like a drum?"

"Yes." Meng Jimin nodded.

Zhu Liangchun turned to Fang Yan and said:

"Friend Fang, you are so modest!"

At this moment, Le Miao, who was standing by, also reacted. Recalling what Fang Yan had said before, she finally pieced together the whole incident.

He showed an expression that said, "I see."

The dialect is speechless, but it works like a charm after one modification, that's just a coincidence.

At this point, Zhu Liangchun already thought that the recipe was in dialect.

Sometimes it's like this, if you admit it, people will doubt you, and if you don't admit it, people will also doubt you.

After Meng Jimin produced the "evidence", Mr. Zhu believed that the prescription came from Fang Yan, or at least belonged to someone related to him.

Otherwise, changing the ratio of the medicine will make it equally effective?
Well, Fangyan himself doesn’t believe it.

This matter is hard to explain.

Zhu Liangchun looked at Fang Yan with admiration. Fang Yan's current appearance reminded him of himself when he was young.

Weren't you also so humble when you were practicing medicine in Shanghai at that time?

At that time, I combined the inspiration from my master and ancient books to come up with a recipe. It was clearly something I came up with myself, but I was embarrassed to admit it when others asked me about it.

Isn’t this the same as the current dialect?

The more Fangyan denied it, the more he felt like he was seeing his old self.

(End of this chapter)