Chinese medicine doctor Xu Yang

Soon, a middle-aged woman arrived in the large conference room.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged woman couldn't help but shrink her neck. She had encountered the chief director leading a team to check the ward, but she had never seen so many doctors crowded into the same room at the same time.

The middle-aged woman looked at Xu Yang with a somewhat uneasy expression.

Xu Yang nodded at her. He recognized it. This was one of the people who came to block him before.

This time, the middle-aged woman was even more at a loss.

Xu Yang said to her: "Don't be nervous. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."

The middle-aged woman waved her hands repeatedly: "It's not me, it's not me."

"Huh?" Xu Yang looked questioning.

The middle-aged woman hurriedly said: "It's my dad, he's sick."

Xu Yang said: "Then the old man didn't come over?"

The middle-aged woman clapped her hands and said anxiously: "My father was hospitalized in the province, but he has never been well, so I wanted to ask the county to find you to see if I could ask you to come and help, but I couldn't find him. People who are there can’t get your number, and the beds are full, so they can’t be transferred.”

"I heard that you came to the provincial capital, so I came here specially to wait for you. Just before, the provincial government issued a critical illness notice, suggesting that we take my father home, and there is no need for treatment. I, I, …”

The middle-aged woman was so frightened that she could not speak clearly.

For most people, being discharged from a tertiary hospital for a critically ill patient is tantamount to a death sentence, so it is no wonder that the middle-aged woman was incoherent.

As soon as these words came out, there was a lot of discussion in the large conference room.

This is both expected and unreasonable.

It was expected because he went through so much trouble to block Dr. Xu Yang. It was definitely not a simple and ordinary disease.

What is unreasonable is that even big hospitals sentence people to death, but they still seek treatment from traditional Chinese medicine. This is very unreasonable.

After Xu Yang heard this, his expression did not change much. He looked at Senior Sister Liu Jie and raised his chin slightly.

Senior sister Liu Jie replied: "The transfer procedures have been completed and the person has been admitted. Now he is undergoing admission examination. Do you want to bring him to the conference room?"

Xu Yang asked: "How is the patient's condition now? Can he be brought here?"

Senior sister Liu Jie said: "The patient can't lie down now. Let's use a wheelchair to pull him over. There will definitely be no problem in the diagnosis time. He still has to go for examinations at ordinary times."

Xu Yang nodded: "Okay, then bring the patient over."

The middle-aged woman immediately said: "I'll go, I'll go."

Senior sister Liu Jie handed the previous cases to Xu Yang, and then followed the middle-aged woman out.

Xu Yang flipped through the medical records, and then asked the hospital assistant to come over and project the medical records on the big screen.

Xu Yang briefly introduced: "The patient was hospitalized in an emergency one month ago. The main symptoms were general edema, sensitivity to cold, low-grade fever, no sweat, upper abdominal cramps and vomiting. A 15×13cm cystic mass under the right rib was seen. Here are the laboratory data , white blood cells 19500, erythrocyte sedimentation rate 72cm/h."

"Finally, it was diagnosed as tuberculous peritonitis and acute cholecystitis. After symptomatic treatment in the acute phase, ascites appeared a week later, and the water was pumped twice, but the more the pump was, the more swollen it became. After that, Chinese medicine was invited to cooperate with the treatment, and 31 doses of heat-clearing, detoxifying and diuretic drugs were used, and the condition improved. Serious. Currently, he is discharged from the hospital in critical condition. All other information has been posted, you can see for yourselves."

The conference room suddenly became noisy.

Many people record it in notebooks and then discuss it with people around them.

Xu Yang is also looking at previous diagnosis and prescription information.

Professor He asked the person next to him with some confusion: "When did Jiang Yi become so open-minded? Now that he is like this, he still invites Chinese medicine doctors for consultation?"

Another old professor next to him also shook his head, expressing confusion. Because the construction of traditional Chinese medicine in the other hospital is relatively poor. For a serious illness like this, especially in the critical stage, traditional Chinese medicine doctors will not be invited for consultation.

After Xu Yang read it, he thought about it.

It was also at this time that Liu Jie brought the patient over.

The patient's family members also arrived. Although they had been prepared, they were slightly surprised when they saw so many doctors on site.

The patient was sitting in a wheelchair, looking tired and drowsy, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't care less about where he was.

Liu Jie pushed the patient onto the stage.

Xu Yang stepped forward to diagnose.

Xu Yuan trotted over, took off the microphone very discerningly, held it in his hand, and placed it next to Xu Yang so that he could speak at any time.

Professor-level experts also gathered around and watched from the front. Director-level experts were at the back, and the others could only sit in their seats.

Xu Yang stepped forward and pressed it, saying, "The belly is swollen."

Xu Yuan almost didn't react, so he quickly took the microphone and pointed it at Xu Yang's mouth.

"The navel is protruding and the chest is flat." The people who came here were all professional Chinese medicine doctors. Xu Yang didn't say any nonsense, and adopted a straightforward and decisive style. Anyway, they all understood.

Xu Yang approached the patient and examined: "There is phlegm in the throat, coughing and wheezing, and bloating and urgency. He cannot lie down, his lower limbs are swollen like mud, and his feet and knees are cold. His face is dull, his eyes are dull, he has palpitations, he is tired and lethargic, and he does not eat or drink. Thirst, little urination, whole body trembling from time to time..."

Others rushed to record their condition.

Xu Yang inquired and continued the diagnosis: "The patient has been sick for 35 days and has always been averse to cold and has no sweat. His tongue is as red as a persimmon, dry and without coating, and there are vertical and horizontal cracks in the tongue. His pulse is fast and thin, 132 times/min. Too much The root veins of the stream are thin but not chaotic..."

Xu Yang let go of the patient's feet and looked at the old professors gathered around him to see if they had anything else to ask.

Several people shook their heads.

Xu Yang said to the nurse: "Send the patient to the ward first, and we will discuss the treatment plan here."

The patient was sent away.

Xu Yang took a piece of paper and wrote the diagnosis opinion and prescription on it, but said, "If you have any ideas, please tell me."

Everyone in the audience looked at me, and I looked at you, but no one said anything.

After all, Professor He was a university teacher, and he encouraged him habitually: "It's okay, just be bolder and just say it. You're not afraid of saying something wrong about medicine. You're afraid of pretending to understand something you don't understand."

The rustling sound started again under the stage.

Professor He didn’t push me much because the disease was always complicated and weird.

Xu Yang raised his head, looked at the people in the audience, and said: "The "Nei Jing" says, 'Those who are good at diagnosis should check the color and pulse, and first distinguish between yin and yang.' As long as yin and yang can be distinguished correctly, there will be a correct diagnosis. The direction is right. Does this disease belong to yin and yang?"

"You must be weak..."

An uncertain voice sounded from the audience.

Xu Yang Xun Sheng looked over.

Another voice said: "The patient initially suffered from acute cholecystitis and tuberculous peritonitis, so he should have been yang-prosperous at the beginning and needed bitter cold for diarrhea. Later, ascites developed, and there should be no problem with diuretic prescriptions, but why? Will it get heavier?"

Xu Yang frowned slightly and looked at Professor He beside him.

Professor He also showed a hint of embarrassment.