Chinese medicine doctor Xu Yang

When Xu Yang heard this, his heart suddenly became heavy.

My thoughts suddenly returned to the past.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "It's a traffic jam."

"Huh?" Mr. Li looked confused: "Traffic jam? Are there so many cars in the provincial city?"

Xu Yang didn't know what to say for a while. Let's not talk about the provincial capital now. There is no traffic jam in Beijing. There are only a few cars these days.

When Mr. Li saw that Xu Yang seemed to be confused by the question, he said: "I haven't been to the provincial capital for many years. I have been in the countryside for many years. Maybe the provincial capital is developing very well now. You can continue and I won't interrupt you. "

Xu Yang nodded slightly and said, "Maybe it's fate! Urban construction, major subway repairs, and roads are being built everywhere. There are three roads to the hospital, and two are under construction."

"There was a serious car accident on the other road. Two large trucks collided with each other. All the sand and dirt on the truck were poured out, blocking the entire road."

"It happened to be the rush hour after get off work at that time. It used to be extremely congested here every day, but now it's even worse. Then there are two music festivals and animation festivals in the south of the city, and the congestion is overwhelming."

"The other two roads under construction are not passable at all. If people want to get through here, people from the other side want to get over, but they are so blocked that they can't move at all."

"Even electric scooters can't pass. Those riding electric scooters have all taken to the sidewalk. The electric scooters during rush hours are so poor that even the sidewalks are blocked."

"The cars were like rocks, and the people riding electric scooters were like sand, filling up the gaps. The electric scooters were crowded between the two cars. At that time, even pedestrians couldn't get through."

Mr. Li took another puff of cigarette in confusion. He suddenly felt that he was very ignorant. What kind of car is a battery car? Can you still ride? Isn’t it possible to ride a bicycle? And what kind of animation festival is it? Do you want to eat dumplings?

Xu Yang slowly leaned down and supported his head with his hands. He looked at the ground. The dark ground seemed to reflect the image of the day.

"Maybe it was fate. I was not in the hospital that day on holiday. I was hanging out at my college roommate's house, and his small Chinese medicine clinic opened on this road."

"At that time, a woman ran out of the community. She was carrying her old father on her back and wanted to ask for medical treatment. She had already called the emergency number, but the ambulance couldn't get through at all, not even anyone."

"And here, there is only this small Chinese medicine clinic. The old man also suffered from severe heart failure and was on the verge of death. He was dripping with cold sweat, sweating like oil, gasping for breath, and soon fell into a coma."

"Furthermore, my blood pressure could not be measured, and my heart rate dropped to 45. My limbs were cold, my hands were colder than my elbows, and my feet were colder than my knees. Only the residual warmth in my chest was left, and I breathed my last breath."

"My roommate's father used Suxiao Jiuxin Pills, but there was no improvement at all. The situation is getting worse and the traffic jam continues."

"I just walked down from the attic of the clinic with him and happened to see a scene. It was the first time I saw such a critical illness. The first reaction in my mind was to save him. The second reaction was your unusual Heart-saving soup.”

Xu Yang raised his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, with a sad expression: "They are all trying to persuade me not to use it. Li Ke can use it, but you may not be able to use it. If you don't save it, something big will happen. And this kind of critical illness, There is no guarantee that you will survive if you are sent to a tertiary hospital, let alone a newly graduated Chinese medicine student."

"But at that time, no ambulance or any medical staff could rush to save him. The only hope was our small Chinese medicine clinic. So I insisted on saving him, and my roommate also supported me."

"I boldly used your prescription, starting with 80g of monkshood, decoction it quickly with Wuhuo, and then taking it as you cooked it, in an attempt to save his life. But it was in vain, and his condition has never stabilized."

"Very late at night, the traffic jam was finally cleared and the ambulance arrived, but the man was gone and I couldn't revive him after all."

Xu Yang looked up at the starry sky, with a bitter taste on his face: "Later, she came to the hospital to make trouble, tearing up, fighting, and insulting me. Because she heard from her doctor friend that Aconite is It’s toxic, and I overdosed.”

"The toxicity of aconite will be greatly reduced after one hour of boiling it in water. He is suffering from a critical illness, and I was decoctioned by Wuhuo. The toxicity is at its strongest."

"So she thought I poisoned her father. After all, her father was dying at that time. Without my medication, maybe her father could have survived until the ambulance arrived. After all, he had just died when the ambulance arrived. "

After finishing speaking, Xu Yang fell into silence and was a little depressed.

Mr. Li slowly smoked his cigarette. He slowly exhaled a puff of cigarette: "You didn't poison him to death. The reason why the patient can last so long is probably because your medicine worked."

Xu Yang was suddenly startled.

Mr. Li flicked the cigarette butt: "It's just that your starting dose is too low. For a critical illness like this, the starting dose cannot be less than 150g, and it needs to be used again and again."

Xu Yang's heart trembled and he asked: "Can 150g save him?"

Mr. Li shook his head: "I dare not say, if it is a serious illness, I am sure. But for this kind of critical illness, even if I were to take action, the probability of saving the patient is only about 60% at most."

"Everyone says that I am good at using heavy drugs and have saved countless people, but there are also many who have not been saved. Doctors are not gods after all. No matter who has such a critical disease, the probability of saving them is very low."

Xu Yang pursed his lips.

Mr. Li added: "It's just that if you used 150g of monkshood at that time and still couldn't revive him, what's waiting for you may not be sent to a remote place like ours, but..."

Xu Yang's face tensed up.

Li Laodao: "Traditional Chinese medicine is different from modern medicine. The pharmacopoeia stipulates that they can use their emergency medicines in emergency and severe cases, even several times more than the original dose, and they will also ask the patient's family to sign an agreement."

"But Chinese medicine is different. No one has ever considered the first aid of Chinese medicine, so there are no regulations to protect Chinese medicine. If you want to save people's lives, you can only use medicines outside the rules, and you will risk your own suffering."

Xu Yang exhaled slightly and asked, "Teacher, how many times have you encountered this kind of self-disaster in your life?"

Mr. Li chuckled and said calmly: "It's all... passed..."

Although Mr. Li said it simply, Xu Yang felt the heavy weight of these four words.

Mr. Li threw the cigarette butt on the ground and asked Xu Yang: "It's you, if you were allowed to go back to that day, would you still save him? Would you use 150g of monkshood?"

Xu Yang was startled for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "I can!"

Mr. Li asked: "City people are well-educated and understand the law, but they are not so easy to give up. If you are not saved, do you know what you will face?"

Xu Yang nodded slowly: "I know."

Mr. Li asked again: "Then you still want to save me?"

Xu Yang said: "Although I didn't know anything at that time, I was just a college student with no experience. But no one cared about him at that time. If I didn't care, he would be dead."

"If I try my best, there may only be a one in 10,000 chance that he will survive. But for this one in 10,000 chance, I am still willing to do my best, even if my future is ruined and I suffer a catastrophe."

Xu Yang looked at Mr. Li and said seriously: "Because I am a doctor! Doctors should do their best and go to rescue with all their heart. They should not worry about their own good or bad luck or care about their lives."

Mr. Li looked at Xu Yang and sighed with emotion: "After all, what I have learned is nothing to blame."

Mr. Li asked again: "Didn't the leaders of your original hospital think of ways to protect you?"

Xu Yang lowered his head.

"Xu Yang, although you have indeed caused a big disaster and the impact has been very bad, and everyone in the hospital has great opinions on you. But for the sake of Professor He, the leaders of our hospital are still willing to protect you, but you will be suspended for a period of time. time."

"Dean, please fire me."

"Why?"

"You protected me, but who protected Yao Bing's clinic? I got the medicine, I prescribed the prescription, and I had to save the person. You protected me, I was suspended, and I ran away. She has to make trouble with them. They can't bear it. I can't let them bear all this for me. I caused the disaster by myself, so let me bear everything by myself."

"you sure?"

"OK." Xu Yang smiled at the dean. This was the only smile he had in the dark time that lasted for half a year.