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Early the next morning.

Lin Yuan went to work at the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the First Municipal Hospital as usual.

After changing into his white lab coat, he sat down at his workstation.

Zhang Lei, a young colleague next to him, immediately put down the medical record in his hand, came over, and looked excited.

"Lin Yuan, you're amazing! The whole hospital is buzzing about it, you've done a fantastic job!"

Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

"Meritorious service? What kind of meritorious service?"

He didn't come to the hospital all day yesterday, and he didn't receive any news about the hospital's meeting and commendation ceremony.

After thinking about it for a moment, he roughly understood.

It must have been around midnight yesterday when word got out that he went to the emergency room to save someone with acupuncture.

Lin Yuan silently sighed to himself.

I originally thought that Zhou Rui, the deputy director of the emergency department, was an old Western doctor and would probably keep the credit to himself and cover up the fact that he saved people.

To my surprise, the other party reported the facts truthfully and did not claim any credit, which was truly unexpected.

Zhang Lei patted his arm, his eyes full of envy.

"You really have no idea how big a scene there was at the meeting in the department yesterday! The dean praised you in front of everyone!"

"They say you rushed to the emergency room in the middle of the night and saved a critically ill patient; you're a role model for all the young doctors in the hospital!"

"The hospital even approved a cash bonus; you absolutely have to treat us this time!"

The other doctors and resident nurses in the office all turned to look and joined in the commotion.

"Yes, Dr. Lin, you're really something special! We have to treat you to a meal!"

Lin Yuan smiled faintly, without a trace of pride on his face.

It's just part of my job; it's not a big deal.

"Okay, it's no big deal. I'll arrange it in a few days."

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and they praised him in private, saying that he was capable and didn't put on airs.

As the group was chatting, the office door was pushed open.

Zhang Jingshan, the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, walked in.

The room quieted down instantly, and everyone lowered their heads to their work.

Zhang Jingshan immediately fixed his gaze on Lin Yuan, a friendly smile instantly spreading across his face as he walked straight over.

"Kobayashi, you're here quite early today."

"You did a great job saving people in the emergency room yesterday. Our TCM department is very proud of you."

As he spoke, he took a thick leather envelope out of his bag and handed it to Lin Yuan.

"This is a reward from the hospital for you, ten thousand yuan in cash. Take it."

Zhang Jingshan spoke softly, but just loud enough for everyone in the office to hear him clearly.

Ostensibly a reward for Lin Yuan, it was also a show for the other doctors.

The meaning is simple: work hard, and the hospital will not treat anyone unfairly.

Lin Yuan didn't stand on ceremony with Zhang Jingshan and directly took the kraft paper envelope.

The 10,000 yuan reward was earned from his rescue in the middle of the night, so he naturally wouldn't be polite about it.

He weighed the envelope in his hand; it was quite thick. He casually stuffed it into the inside pocket of his white coat.

Zhang Jingshan casually gave a few more words of advice to everyone in the department, nothing more than telling them to learn from Lin Yuan, before turning and leaving the office.

Colleagues around her cast envious glances, but no one bothered them any further. They packed their things and prepared to start their clinic.

The outpatient clinic officially opened at 8:00 a.m. sharp.

Lin Yuan walked into the No. 2 private consultation room, pulled out a chair and sat down. A pulse pillow, silver needles, paper and pen were prepared on the table.

Less than two minutes later, the door to the examination room was gently pushed open.

A couple, their faces full of worry, slowly walked in, carrying a little boy who looked about four years old in their arms.

The man's brows were furrowed, and the woman's eyes were red and swollen; they clearly had been up for many days.

The little boy nestled quietly in his mother's arms, his face pale. He would occasionally reach out and frantically scratch his arms and neck, until his skin was red and several places were broken and oozing tiny blood spots.

"Doctor, please take a look at my child!" The woman's voice trembled as she spoke.

Lin Yuan looked up at the child and immediately noticed something was wrong.

Ordinary skin itching can usually be relieved by applying ointment, but this child's complexion is poor, and the surface of the skin is covered with small, dark red rashes that do not disappear for a long time after scratching, which does not seem to be ordinary eczema or allergies.

"Sit down first, and tell me slowly. Where does the child feel unwell?" Lin Yuan asked gently.

The man placed the child on the doctor's chair, sighed deeply, and looked utterly exhausted.

"My son, DouDou, has been itchy all over for three months."

"At first, I just got some small red bumps on my arms. We thought it was a seasonal allergy, so we bought a bunch of anti-itch creams from the pharmacy and applied them every day, but they didn't help at all."

"Later it got worse and worse. His back, neck and thighs were covered with rashes. The child couldn't sleep at night because of the itching. He cried all night and scratched himself until he was covered in sores."

The woman quickly added, "We've been to every hospital in the city, big and small. We've had tests done at dermatology and pediatric departments, blood tests, allergy tests, and dermoscopy, but they still can't find anything wrong."

"The anti-allergy medication and steroid creams prescribed by Western doctors can provide relief for half an hour after application, but the itching will only worsen afterward. Our child scratches until his skin is raw and bleeding, which breaks our hearts to see him like this."

As she spoke, the woman rolled up the child's sleeves and trouser legs.

The limbs were covered with dense scratches, with old and new wounds overlapping each other. Some places had scabbed over, only to be scratched open again by the child, which was heartbreaking to see.

DouDou seemed to be itchy and uncomfortable. She pouted with a wronged expression, tears welling up in her eyes, and her little hands kept scratching herself.

Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop the child's scratching hand, and gently placed his fingertips on the child's wrist. The pulse was weak and shallow, and the pulse was restless.

With my other hand, I pried open the child's eyelids and looked at the tongue. The tongue was reddish with a thin yellow coating and many small red dots on the tip.

If you gently touch the child's back, it feels hot to the touch, and you can feel small hard nodules under the skin.

"Is your child usually particularly sensitive to heat, and does he get even more itchy when he sweats? Does he toss and turn in his sleep, has yellow urine, and hard stools?" Lin Yuan asked.

The couple were taken aback for a moment, then nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, exactly! If the child wears even a little thicker clothes and sweats a bit, he immediately cries out that he's itchy, and he only poops once every three or four days, and his poop is dry and hard."

Lin Yuan instantly understood the root cause of the illness.

This is not an ordinary skin disease; it is a condition of blood heat and wind dryness in children, with latent heat hidden in the skin.

Children's internal organs are delicate. If they often eat fried snacks and sugary drinks, their internal heat will accumulate for too long. The heat in their blood will spread throughout their body and stagnate between their skin. Ordinary external medicines cannot reach the root cause of the disease. They only treat the symptoms and not the root cause, so the condition will naturally get worse.

Western medicine only examines the surface of the skin and cannot detect the underlying blood heat and stagnation, which is why it is helpless.

"Don't worry, it's not a difficult or strange disease to treat. The root cause isn't in the skin; it's because there's internal heat blocking the flow of blood, causing itching," Lin Yuan reassured him.

The couple breathed a sigh of relief, and hope rekindled in their eyes.

Lin Yuan took out paper and pen and wrote down the prescription while explaining: "The first step is to take the decoction internally to cool the blood, moisten dryness, and clear the accumulated heat in the internal organs."

"Rehmannia glutinosa, Paeonia suffruticosa, and Paeonia lactiflora clear heat from the blood; Scrophularia ningpoensis and Ophiopogon japonicus moisten dryness and relieve itching; add a small amount of Picrorhiza scrophulariiflora to clear food stagnation and latent heat in children; and licorice to harmonize the medicinal properties. Take it warm every morning and evening."

After writing the prescription for internal use, he also wrote the prescription for external washing.

"Boil Sophora flavescens, Kochia scoparia, Dictamnus dasycarpus, and Cnidium monnieri in water, let it cool, and then give the child a full-body bath once a day to relieve itching, reduce swelling, and repair scratched skin."

After writing out two prescriptions, Lin Yuan opened the silver needle box.

"Taking medicine and taking baths are slow to work. I use acupuncture to unblock the meridians and release the heat under the skin, which relieves the itching in my child immediately."

The couple hesitated because their child was only four years old and they were afraid he would cry and fuss after getting a shot.

Lin Yuan noticed their concerns and said calmly, "I use light needles, only shallow ones on the limbs, so the pain will be minimal and won't cause the child any suffering."

He took a small piece of mint and handed it to Dou Dou, gently coaxing her with a few words.

Attracted by the candy, the child gradually lowered his guard and obediently lay on his mother's lap.

Lin Yuan held an extremely fine pediatric silver needle and selected acupoints such as Quchi, Xuehai, Zusanli, and Fengshi, inserting the needles shallowly to a depth of three fen.

The technique is gentle and quick, with almost no pain when the needle is inserted.

DouDou just shivered slightly, didn't cry at all, and curiously looked down at the thin needle on her leg while sucking on the candy.

The silver needles remained in place for ten minutes, during which Lin Yuan gently twisted the needles with his fingertips to guide the dissipation of heat.

In just a short while, DouDou, who had been scratching her arms incessantly, gradually stopped scratching. Her little face was no longer tense, and she seemed much more relaxed.

"It doesn't itch anymore... Mom, it doesn't itch anymore," DouDou mumbled softly.

The couple were both surprised and delighted. They quickly reached out and touched the child's arm, and sure enough, the child stopped scratching.

Ten minutes later, Lin Yuan removed the needles one by one, his movements swift and efficient.

"One acupuncture treatment can only temporarily reduce the heat. Continuous internal and external washing for a week can basically cure the rash completely. Afterwards, give your child less fried chicken, milk tea, and candy. If the accumulated heat doesn't recur, the rash won't reappear."

Lin Yuan handed the two prescriptions to the man and carefully instructed him on the precautions for decocting and using the medicine.

The couple expressed their gratitude repeatedly and left the clinic with DouDou, whose condition had stabilized considerably.

After seeing the mother and child off, Lin Yuan packed up his silver needles and waited for the next patient.