Chinese medicine doctor Xu Yang

Xu Yang introduced his experience to the hospital here and discussed it with them. Xu Yang usually doesn't like to chat with others, but when it comes to talking about his illness, he is still very talkative.

This chat lasted for several hours.

The water in the cup in front of Xu Yang was all gone. At this time, a tall, young Chinese medicine practitioner came over with a kettle and filled Xu Yang's cup again.

It just so happens that another expert below is speaking now.

"Teacher Xu, please drink water."

"Okay, thank you." Xu Yang turned his head and glanced at the person standing next to him.

"Hey!" Xu Yang suddenly said in surprise.

The expert who was speaking shut up at that time, and everyone looked at Xu Yang.

The expert who spoke asked uneasily: "Director Xu, did I say something wrong?"

Xu Yang did not look at him, but stared blankly at the tall young Chinese doctor standing next to Xu Yang.

When the others saw that Xu Yang had been looking at this young man, they also expressed doubts. Did this young man collide with Xu Yang?

"Ahem." A middle-aged expert in the audience coughed lightly and said in a deep voice: "Zhuang Zhuang, come here, sit down, listen carefully, and take notes."

"Yes, Master." The tall Chinese medicine doctor agreed and hurriedly carried the water bottle down.

His master also asked Xu Yang: "Dr. Xu, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with this child?"

Xu Yang looked at Zhuang Zhuang and saw him sitting next to Deng Lao's disciple Sun Ziyi. He nodded slightly and said, "Oh, I just feel like a few strange scenes popped up in my mind just now. It's nothing, maybe it's because I didn't Get some rest. This young man looks familiar to me. By the way, what is his name?"

His master was stunned for a moment, then turned to ask Zhuang Zhuang: "Director Xu is asking you, what is your name?"

Zhuangzhuang suddenly felt aggrieved and said: "Master, don't you remember it even if you don't remember it?"

His master swallowed his saliva and said: "Isn't this... isn't it called Zhuangzhuang? It's called getting used to it. Please introduce yourself, it just so happens that Dr. Xu Yang also wants to meet you."

"Oh." Zhuang Zhuang agreed, stood up and was about to speak, but saw Xu Yang pressing his hand.

Xu Yang said: "Let's call him Zhuangzhuang. It sounds very appropriate and kind."

"Ah?" Zhuang Zhuang was a little dumbfounded.

The Chinese medicine practitioners nearby laughed, and the episode soon passed, and everyone continued to study and discuss.

But careful people found that after this episode, Xu Yang had more smiles on his face and his expression became more relaxed.

After the meeting, Xu Yang was about to go back. Mr. Deng said goodbye to Xu Yang. Mr. Deng was the leader of the traditional Chinese medicine team and the leader of Lingnan Traditional Chinese Medicine in the fight against Africa.

Mr. Deng and Xu Yang slowly walked out, followed by their grandson Sun Yi.

Mr. Deng said with a smile: "In fact, now that we have been fighting Fei, our treatment plan has gradually matured, and it is not like the worry and panic at the beginning."

Xu Yang nodded, his tone full of emotion. As the first Chinese medicine practitioner to participate in the treatment, he felt the deepest: "Yes, it has been hard step by step. We have also fallen a lot, and it is indeed not easy. .”

Mr. Deng said slowly: "Fortunately, it will all pass. In this war, you, Xu Yang, played the most important role! All Chinese medicine practitioners across the country should thank you."

Xu Yang smiled and shook his head: "To be honest, I am just an ordinary doctor. The rise and renaissance of traditional Chinese medicine requires many capable and capable real traditional Chinese medicine doctors."

Mr. Deng turned to look at Xu Yang with a smile on his face: "If you are a Chinese medicine doctor like you, it would be a great blessing if you have more."

Xu Yang also smiled slowly and said: "Don't give up, everything will work out. There are always people who will keep fighting. There are always people who won't stop. There are always people who won't admit defeat."

Sun Ziyi, who was following behind, raised his head and glanced at Xu Yang's back.

Several people walked to the gate, and the setting sun fell, and the golden sunlight shone all over them.

Mr. Deng raised his head and squinted at the sunset: "It's already evening and the sun is going to set."

Xu Yang also looked at the setting sun and said calmly: "To me, it looks more like the sun just jumping out of the mountain. It's a rising sun, not a setting sun."

Mr. Deng turned to look at Xu Yang and laughed.

Sun Tzu Yi looked at the two people, and then looked up at the sun. As for what he was thinking, others didn't know.

Mr. Deng sent Xu Yang out, paused, and said, "I received a call earlier, from the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Xu Yang looked at Mr. Deng.

Mr. Deng said: "Do you know Zhang Dezhong?"

Xu Yang nodded.

Mr. Deng's tone was a little heavy: "He was also infected while treating patients. Now the situation is a bit serious. You happen to be here, so you can go over for a consultation for me. You are still very good at treating severe cases of SARS." of."

Xu Yang did not refuse. He glanced at the time, said goodbye to Mr. Deng in a hurry, and rushed to the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Instead, Mr. Deng looked at Xu Yang's back for a while.

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In the car, Xu Yang directly called the person in charge there, who naturally contacted him enthusiastically, and Xu Yang hurried over.

When we arrived at the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, there were already people waiting for Xu Yang. Xu Yang is now a celebrity, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is the most handsome boy in the Guangdong traditional Chinese medicine circle.

"Hello, Director Xu. Thank you for your hard work this time."

Xu Yang also shook hands with the other party. Xu Yang said: "You're welcome, this is what you should do. How is Dr. Zhang's condition?"

The other director said: "It has turned into a severe case. The high fever does not go away. It is a bit troublesome. Doctor Liu, where is the case?"

Dr. Liu quickly ran over to get the medical records and gave them to Xu Yang.

Xu Yang didn't answer the question for a long time. He was staring at Dr. Liu.

Doctor Liu turned to look at their director, and then looked at Xu Yang. Why was this man still stunned? He reminded: "Director Xu?"

"Ah?" Xu Yang finally came to his senses, then took the medical record and said, "You look familiar. What's your name?"

Dr. Liu smiled: "My name is Liu Hejun, and I am the attending physician in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Gynecology of our hospital."

"Oh." Xu Yang nodded, with a smile on his face, and then said: "Let's go, let's go see the patient first."

"Please come this way." The other director led Xu Yang over.

Xu Yang started looking through the medical records on the way.

The other director introduced: "Well, Dr. Zhang is the director of the emergency department. They encountered a patient with intestinal obstruction combined with SARS this time. The situation is critical. You know, emergency departments often don't have so much time for you to prepare. In order to Save people, several doctors and nurses in the emergency department of our hospital were infected."

Xu Yang also looked a little solemn.

Several people arrived at the ward, checked their protective measures, and made sure there were no problems before going in.

The other director asked: "Director Zhang, do you feel better? This is Director Xu Yang. He is here to consult you."

Zhang Dezhong was lying on the hospital bed, breathing rapidly and out of breath. He glanced at Xu Yang, and then asked quickly: "How are the others?"

The other director shook his head: "The others are fine, just the head nurse Ye Xin... ugh..."

Zhang Dezhong's expression suddenly darkened.

The expressions of Xu Yang and others were also heavy. This was a battlefield where gunpowder could not be seen, but that did not mean that the war was not cruel, and people would die. It was not just the sick patients who died, but also many medical staff.

After all, manpower is limited, and medicine is not omnipotent.

The cruelty of fighting the epidemic has been vividly demonstrated.