Chinese medicine doctor Xu Yang

Xu Yang gave Zhang Sanqian some medicine, and Zhang Sanqian fell asleep. I don't know whether he was pretending to sleep or really sleeping.

Everyone else was in the living room.

Zhang Ke asked Xu Yang very worriedly: "Is my dad okay?"

The other little Chinese medicine doctors stopped arguing. They couldn't come up with any results from the discussion, and then they all looked at Xu Yang.

Xu Yang said: "It's nothing serious. There is some internal movement of liver wind. If the liver wind is calmed and the wind is calmed, it will be fine. It's not a big problem."

Zhang Ke felt a little relieved: "Why did he suddenly act like this? Is it because he had to run out today?"

Xu Yang replied: "It must be related. After all, the remaining evil spirits have not been cleared away. At this time, you should be careful to avoid wind and cold. There is an old saying that is always afraid of typhoid and less afraid of tuberculosis."

"Although your father is not very old, he has reached middle age after all. According to the Nei Jing, 'at the age of forty, the yin energy is half.' Now his body functions have begun to decline."

"When evil comes together, his Qi will be weak. He has been very decadent in the past few years since your mother left. He has never had a healthy living habit. In addition, internal injuries to the seven emotions will also deplete the healthy Qi."

"So this is also the reason for his stroke. Although he has been strengthened and exorcised, it is still not enough. It is normal for the condition to recur, just like many people who have had a stroke. Not long after being cured, they have another or three strokes."

"Don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on him, and it won't get worse like before. After calming the liver and calming the wind, he should recover. Then continue to strengthen the body and exorcise evil spirits, take medicine for a while, and let him have a rest in the past few days. Just stay at home."

After Zhang Ke heard this, she felt more relieved. What she was most afraid of was that her father was paralyzed like before.

After Xu Yang finished explaining Zhang Ke, he said to several junior Chinese medicine doctors: "I'll go down and take a look at this patient's medical record later. I used Xiao Xuming Decoction to treat him."

"In the field of traditional Chinese medicine, there has always been a saying in the treatment of stroke, 'Treat the wind first to treat the blood, and the blood-moving wind will disappear'. However, specific cases must be analyzed in detail, and the pulse syndrome must be observed to know what is wrong, and then treat according to the syndrome. ."

"You can't just rely on what the books say. This patient has used a lot of medicine to replenish qi and activate blood circulation, but the effect is not good. When you are in the clinic, you can't see cerebral thrombosis, so you only know how to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis."

"Traditional Chinese medicine treats diseases based on pulse syndrome and should not have any preconceived impressions. A few days ago, I prescribed Xiao Xuming Decoction to the patient, but now I prescribe medicine to calm the liver and calm wind. Why? Because? The pulse pattern has changed."

Several young Chinese medicine practitioners nodded seriously. This is the logic and experience of Chinese medicine in treating diseases. It sounds very simple, but many Chinese medicine practitioners are easily misled by their own experience, so when treating diseases, they must always keep in mind the teachings of Zhongjing's twelve-character principle.

Xu Yang went down with others and continued to work.

Zhang Ke opened the door, looked at her father lying on the bed, and said angrily: "Old stubborn, disobedient! Now you know Xu Yang is powerful, right?"

Zhang Sanqian slept more soundly, but the roots of his ears were slightly red.

…

After Xu Yang went down, he spent the entire afternoon with his apprentice and looked at his illness all afternoon.

In the evening, Xu Yang came up to give Zhang Sanqian a diagnosis and had dinner by the way.

Zhang Sanqian was very sleepy and tired. He slept soundly and didn't want to eat.

The next morning, Xu Yang went to the County Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital for a meeting, and Professor He also came.

Xu Yang also signed an external employment agreement at a famous medical clinic. From now on, he would like to go there for a few days every month for consultation, but his most important task is to lead an academic group of traditional Chinese medicine to overcome critical illness.

The nominal academic leader of this group is Professor He, but everyone knows that Professor He is just showing it off for others to see, and Xu Yang is the real core.

It's just that Xu Yang is too junior, too young and too young to support his appearance. He needs a senior in the field of Chinese medicine to help him. Professor He is Xu Yang's first teacher and has sufficient qualifications. He is the most suitable candidate.

After a small opening ceremony and lunch in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, Xu Yang came back.

In the evening, Xu Yang went to Zhang Ke's house for dinner.

I don't know when he got into the habit, but it seems that in the past few days, Xu Yang went to Zhang's house very familiarly as soon as he got off work. Before, it was mainly to treat Zhang Sanqian.

Now...he is not getting better now.

This time Zhang Sanqian was finally not sleepy anymore during dinner. He lowered his head and looked at the table, and honestly lowered his hands. He didn't even raise his head, pretending to be well-behaved.

Xu Yang didn't sit still, he also kept helping Zhang Ke in the kitchen.

Zhang Sanqian kept pouting outside, full of boredom!

time to eat.

Zhang Sanqian is very silent, picking up vegetables and eating very honestly, and is extremely well-behaved.

Zhang Ke also asked Xu Yang: "How is your negotiation going? Have you signed a contract?"

Xu Yang said: "It's already signed."

Zhang Ke asked: "Then how many days do you have to go to the clinic every week?"

Xu Yang replied: "It'll be fine in two days."

Zhang Ke felt relieved and did not delay going to work here. She ate the food and asked, "Didn't I say that we would establish a set of safeguard measures for you Chinese doctors who rescue critical and severe cases?"

Xu Yang nodded and said: "Yes, if I prescribe certain drugs that exceed the prescribed dosage, it needs to be signed by the director. Then the patient must sign a liability exemption agreement and the patient must be fully informed of the possible risks after taking the drug. There are also relevant pharmacological research reports on traditional Chinese medicine. They can only be used after obtaining consent."

"We need to keep some records of our medications for future reference, especially for critically ill patients. After taking the medication, we must monitor various data so that if something goes wrong, we will have an explanation. The last one is to buy insurance. !”

Zhang Ke smiled and said, "Then Dean Du is quite thoughtful."

Xu Yang said: "Yes, it mainly depends on the support of the leaders of the health department."

Zhang Ke asked again: "Then don't you often have to treat seriously ill patients in traditional Chinese medicine hospitals?"

Xu Yang smiled bitterly: "It's not that easy. The academic center has been established, but the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is not allowed to treat critically ill patients."

“The leaders said that we should feel the stones to cross the river, but now we have only established a system to cooperate with Western medical treatment, and then help us solve our worries about the use of medical treatment.”

"As for whether the traditional Chinese medicine department can really take over such patients in the future, more demonstrations are needed, and it also depends on the performance of us people. Taking it step by step is at least a good start."

Zhang Xiaoxiao said: "It's okay, it saves you from having to work for them every day, and you don't care about the patients in the clinic."

Xu Yang lowered his head and smiled.

Zhang Ke poked his chopsticks, raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Hey, how much do they pay you, an external expert, per month?"

"Huh? That's right!" Only then did Xu Yang remember this. He took the bag beside him and took out the agreement from it.

Zhang Ke snatched the agreement away from him and quickly looked through it: "Let me see how much it costs!"

Zhang Sanqian, who was eating obediently, also looked up and raised his eyes.

"Hey!" Zhang Ke looked surprised: "Good guy, you have only been working for eight days, and I will give you more than ten times the salary I have here. And the usual treatment invitations are treated according to the treatment of a senior expert. They are the ones who settle the medical fees. They are so generous to you! You can’t make tens of thousands this month?”

"Really?" Xu Yang also showed a look of surprise.

Zhang Ke looked at him with disdain: "Hey, look at how crazy you are!"

Xu Yang looked at the agreement and found that it was really quite generous.

Zhang Ke encouraged: "Hey, you have made a lot of money now, do you want to treat our Mingxintang management to a meal?"

Zhang Sanqian, who was eating obediently, curled his lips secretly. He didn't want to eat the meal invited by Xu Yang! Even if you invite yourself, you won’t go! Unless you ask several times! snort!

Xu Yang said: "This money has other uses, I want to save it."

Zhang Sanqian, who was eating obediently, curled his lips even more, this stingy brat!

Zhang Ke asked doubtfully: "Save it? Why? Save money to marry a wife?"

Xu Yang shook his head: "No, I want to pay off the debt. Saving for more than two years should be enough."

Zhang Ke said in surprise: "Hey, you owe others so much money?"

Xu Yang nodded.

Zhang Ke looked at him with disgust again and said: "Look at you, you are not very old, how come you still owe a lot of debt, what a habit! Besides, why do you owe so much money, what did you do? "

Xu Yang smiled and didn't explain.

Zhang Ke didn't ask any more questions.

…

After dinner, Xu Yang left.

Zhang Sanqian sat on the sofa and watched "Story of Yanxi Palace" obediently.

After Zhang Ke finished washing the dishes, he began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find something.

Zhang Sanqian turned to look at her and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Zhang Ke scratched his head and said, "It's our ICBC card. I remember putting it in this drawer last time. Where did I put it later? Why can't I find it?"

After hearing this, Zhang Sanqian kept rolling his eyes, and then covered his chest with his hands.

It’s over!