Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 267: Prescribe the right medicine for the right disease, and change the history of traditional Chinese medicine (Equal subscription plus more)
Seeing Fang Yan was about to say hello to him, Mr. Cheng immediately gave him a look.

Fangyan immediately understood that the old man was trying to pretend not to know him.

This action made Fangyan feel a little amused and helpless. He thought that he was trying to act as a backup and cooperate with him.

However, the effect was immediate. After hearing what Mr. Cheng said, other patients began to agree with him one by one.

"That's right. What the old comrade said is right. If you don't cooperate with the doctor's treatment, you will be the one who suffers in the end. The transport team can't eat, so why don't you bring some dry food with you and eat on time?"

"That's right. If you want to do something, there is always a way. If you don't want to do something, there is always a reason. I think you are just making excuses for yourself. I also know people in the transport team. Why don't they have the same problem as you?"

"Take care of your own body. Even if you tell the doctor, he or she can't change your job for you."

One of the old comrades who looked like a leader even said:
"You can apply for work-related injury for this problem. Your superiors will definitely not let you go on like this. You have to fight for your own interests. Going to work while sick does not show that you love your job. Dedication does not mean you have to sacrifice your life for it."

After hearing what others said, the patient sitting in front of Fangyan's face suddenly turned red. He stammered and wanted to refute, but seemed to not know what to say.

Patients not following medical advice is something that almost every doctor will encounter.

Even famous doctors are the same.

No matter how famous you are, there are still patients who don't take medical advice seriously.

For example, the earliest recorded story is about Bian Que and Duke Huan of Cai.

Bian Que met Duke Huan of Cai and pointed out that he had a disease in his skin. Duke Huan of Cai did not take it seriously and did not follow Bian Que's advice to seek timely treatment.

Later, Bian Que repeatedly reminded him that his illness was getting worse and had spread to his skin and intestines, but Duke Huan of Cai did not believe him and even hated Bian Que. Finally, the disease penetrated deep into his bones, and Bian Que fled, knowing that he could not be cured. Duke Huan of Cai eventually died of the disease.

There are many such stories in history, and they all warn people to pay attention to the doctor's advice and not delay their treatment due to prejudice or blind confidence.

But people just won't learn from history.

Fangyan stopped everyone and said:
"Okay, okay, let's all stop talking."

Only then did the patients on the scene stop outputting.

Fang Yan said to the patient suffering from atrophic gastritis:

"You heard it too. Please realize that your physical condition is not optimistic anymore. You should find a solution as soon as possible."

"You just said that you have elderly parents and young children to take care of, and your family can't live without you, so you should follow the doctor's advice and cooperate with the treatment."

Workplaces these days can still be talked to in a friendly manner. There is no such thing as working people to death. As long as the patient can bring it up himself, the unit will naturally find a way to solve it for him.

"But I have been rated as excellent for many years, and I have trained many apprentices. If I quit the team at this time, they will definitely say behind my back that I am a deserter..." the man said hesitantly.

Fangyan suddenly understood.

Only then did I realize that this was a person who was kidnapped by honor and fame.

There are still many people like this these days.

It’s a great honor to talk about it, and everyone gives us a thumbs up.

Dedication, sacrifice.

This is exactly the opposite of what doctors do when they treat and save lives.

After these words were spoken, the other patients around were also reluctant to speak.

Who dares to openly say that his behavior is wrong?

This person has been a model worker for at least several years.

At this time, Mr. Cheng asked:
"So you're going to die on the job, right?"

This straightforward statement made everyone feel a little uncomfortable.

"..." The patient looked conflicted.

Fang Yan thought about it, and suddenly came up with an idea, and said to him:
"Okay, now that everything has been made clear, the final decision is still yours. I can only do my best to help you heal."

"But I still want to say something. The teacher once said that health is the capital of revolution. He meant that the prerequisite for all actions is to have a good physique. How can you do a good job in the revolutionary work of building the motherland if you are unwell and sick all day long? He didn't ask comrades to overdraw their bodies in advance, nor did he say that those who seek medical treatment are deserters."

As soon as these words were spoken, the patient shuddered all over.

After a few breaths, his confusion disappeared, and he nodded and said:
"Doctor Fang, I understand! The teacher is right. I will tell my leader when I get back." Fang Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As expected, everyone has his own way of treating people. For someone who values ​​honor so much, he can only treat the patient from a spiritual level.

The phrase "prescribe the right medicine for the right disease" has a new meaning in dialect.

Using the words of great men to advise him will have an immediate effect, which is more effective than everyone chattering a hundred times.

Old Cheng on the side was originally planning to scold someone to wake him up, but when he heard Fangyan end the fight with just one sentence, he was stunned for a moment. He was surprised that someone could think of such a method in such a short time.

Fangyan picked up a pen and paper and began to write a prescription, while saying to the patient:

"The medicine I'm prescribing for you now is the secret recipe of Nantong's miraculous doctor Zhu Liangchun. As long as you take the medicine seriously and follow the doctor's orders to eat on time, I guarantee that you will recover."

The patient took the prescription and thanked repeatedly:

"Thank you, Doctor Fang. I will definitely follow the doctor's advice!"

After giving the patient medicine and sending him away, Fang Yan started treating other patients. Old Cheng didn't know what he meant, so he just watched from the side and didn't come over to talk, as if he wanted to see how Fang Yan treated patients in his daily life.

It took more than an hour until all the patients on site were received.

Greeting Mr. Cheng in dialect:
"Mr. Cheng, please don't just stand there. Come and sit down."

Mr. Cheng touched his buttocks and waved his hands and said:
"My butt is sore from sitting, stand for a while, stand for a while."

Fang Yan saw this and asked:

"Have you just returned from Nantong?"

Mr. Cheng nodded and said:

"Well, I came back by train. I was originally going to take a plane, but Professor Yuchuan got scared when he encountered an air current on his way back. He refused to take a plane, so I had to take the train as well."

Fangyan immediately asked the question that concerned him most:
“How is the prescription doing clinically over there?”

Mr. Cheng had been waiting for Fangyan to ask, and said with a smile:

"It was also a coincidence that after arriving in Nantong that day, we took the prescription to find Lao Zhu, and after discussion, Lao Zhu agreed to conduct clinical trials in the hospital."

"Then the next afternoon, we had an emergency case transferred from another hospital."

"The patient was in his fifties, had suffered from heart disease for twelve years, and had refractory heart failure for five years. When he came to the hospital, his heart rate was 212 beats per minute. The rest of his symptoms were very similar to those of your cor pulmonale patient."

"I did it myself at the time, following your previous method, using high heat and boiling water to boil the medicine, and I gave the patient emergency treatment in 40 minutes."

"After that, we continued to treat and observe the patient. Two days later, the patient was able to walk."

"Plus, Lao Zhu also cooperated with some of his methods. We have confirmed with him that there is no problem with the clinical application of this prescription. We will start to promote it in their hospital. When we come back, we will submit the medical records to the Ministry of Health."

Fangyan nodded after hearing this:
"Okay! Great!"

Mr. Cheng smiled and said:

"But the prescription will have to be followed by the name of Lao Zhu and their hospital. Do you have any objection to this?"

Fangyan shook his head:
"Of course I have no objection!"

Just kidding, the titles of three future national medical masters were added to the prescription. If there weren't so many people here, Fangyan almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

He hurriedly asked:

"So, when will you file?"

Mr. Cheng said:
"Professor Yuchuan has already taken the information and started to go through the process."

"I guess it will just be these few days."

Fangyan felt emotional in his heart that this prescription had appeared in the public eye before aconite was banned. The history of Chinese medicine had been touched upon by him without him realizing it.

PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe you 37,000 words.

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(End of this chapter)