In the hospital, Watson was busy going through a series of hospitalization procedures for Xiaowen's father and brother.
Having worked in a hospital before, Watson was familiar with handling this series of things, and it didn't take much effort to handle it.
When Watson finished all this and returned to the ward, he saw that several attending doctors in the ward had just finished treating Xiaowen's family.
Watson stood quietly aside, listening carefully to the judgment and treatment of the condition by the attending doctors. After just listening attentively for a moment, Watson secretly raised his eyebrows in surprise, and his eyes fell on a young doctor.
The young doctor looks like he is in his early 20s. He is thin and has short hair. He is very neat and clean. He seemed to be an intern doctor, following several older middle-aged doctors. When the attending doctors discussed the condition, this young man occasionally participated in the discussion, but often his few words reached the final point, directly pointing to the core of the pathology.
"Xiao Zhang, you will be responsible for the treatment of these two patients. Especially for this old man, his condition has been delayed for too long, and he must be treated as soon as possible."
After discussion among several attending doctors, the attending doctor placed Xiaowen¡¯s family in charge of the young man.
While the doctors were talking, they comforted He Xiaowen and Shi Yufan for a few words, and then walked out to prepare all the necessary surgical matters and related medicines.
"Watson, what do you think about the condition of Xiaowen's father and brother? Are these doctors okay?"
"I have never encountered such a shady doctor before. At this time, Shi Yufan was afraid that the medical treatment of Xiaowen's family would be delayed. After the medical staff left one after another, she asked Watson in a low voice.
"Although there are some scumbags who have ruined the reputation of doctors, the vast majority of doctors in regular hospitals are good. I think Dr. Zhang, who is in charge of Xiaowen's family, is good and has some real talents. Xiaowen Her father was tired all the time, which caused too much damage to the liver and lungs, so it is difficult to treat him now. Her brother was injured by someone, but the wound was infected due to lack of care these days. His problem is not serious. "
Seeing Shi Yufan looking worried, Watson comforted him softly.
When Xiaowen, who was standing by the hospital bed, heard Watson's words, she felt relieved in her heart.
If something really happened between her father and her brother, then what was the point of working so hard and tiredly?
"Are you the patient's family members? This is the medicine list that the two patients have needed in the past two days. You will go to the pharmacy to get some medicine in a moment. From now on, I will be responsible for their treatment. You can just call me Dr. Zhang. ¡±
At this moment, the young doctor surnamed Zhang walked in with a medicine list.
When he came closer, Watson saw the name "Zhang Chengli" on his badge.
"Excuse me, Doctor Zhang. What kind of surgery does my father need? Will it have any bad effects on his body?"
Seeing the attending doctor come in, Xiaowen quickly stood up and greeted him.
As she spoke, she took the medicine order from Dr. Zhang. After she read it, Watson, who was standing aside, took the medicine order and examined it carefully.
After carefully looking at the medicine orders, Watson glanced at the young man named Zhang with some surprise.
Could it be that your guess is wrong? Isn't the doctor named Zhang in front of me a descendant of the medical sage Zhang Zhongjing?
The medicines listed in the medicine list in your hand are quite satisfactory and there is nothing surprising about them
If you are a descendant of the Medical Saint, you will definitely not only have this ability.
While Watson was puzzled and thinking, Zhang Chengli glanced at the ajar door of the ward, then took out another small piece of paper from his pocket and stuffed it into Xiaowen's hand.
"Miss Xiaowen, this is a Chinese medicine prescription. You can try to get some medicine for your father to regulate his body. If anyone asks, don't say that I prescribed it for you."
When the two girls sent the patient just now, they described in the ward the encounter with the unscrupulous doctor that delayed the patient's condition.
Not long after joining the workforce, Zhang Chengli knew that the world was hard and it was not easy to make money. Observing that Xiaowen's condition was not particularly good, he secretly gave Xiaowen some help within his power behind the back of his superiors.
This Chinese medicine prescription is an ancient prescription learned at home since childhood. Traditional Chinese medicine does not cost much, but in some aspects it is more effective than Western medicine.
In this era when Western medicine is developed, Chinese medicine is gradually declining. Not long after he started working in the hospital, Zhang Chengli did not dare to blatantly prescribe Chinese medicine to patients for treatment, and he was also unable to compete with some of the hospital's unspoken rules.
Prescribing medicine is one thing, but whether patients and their families believe that these traditional Chinese medicines can cure their illness is another.
Looking at the suspicious and hesitant expression of the girl in front of him, Zhang Chengli sighed in his heartAngry, quite helpless.
"Xiaowen, just follow this recipe to prepare medicine for your father. This recipe contains a monarch medicine, two ministerial medicines, three adjuvants, and five kinds of medicines. It is a rare good recipe, and the effect is very good."
Seeing that Xiaowen didn¡¯t dare to trust doctors easily after experiencing what happened to the black-hearted doctor, Watson took the Chinese medicine prescription and read it carefully before speaking.
Hearing Watson's words, Zhang Chengli looked up at him in great surprise.
There is a saying in Chinese medicine prescriptions that ¡°the emperor and his ministers assist the envoys¡±.
Among them, there are one hundred and twenty kinds of medicines, which are for the king and the master of life.
There are one hundred and twenty kinds of traditional Chinese medicine, which are ministers and mainly nourish the nature.
Prescribe medicines, the same one hundred and twenty kinds, as assistants and mainly to treat diseases.
The monarch, his ministers and his envoys have a total of three hundred and sixty medicines that can cure all kinds of diseases.
"The average person can never tell the emperor and ministers of the prescription in one sentence, let alone the quality of a prescription.
"Hello, my surname is Hua, and I am also a doctor."
Seeing Dr. Zhang looking at him in surprise, Watson smiled, stretched out his hand and said.
As he stretched out his hand, his right hand made a mysterious and hidden gesture at an imperceptible speed.
"It would be best if Mr. Hua knows something about Chinese medicine. In this case, having you here to help Xiaowen prepare the medicine can save her a lot of things. Otherwise, I'm really afraid that she won't suffer all this. It¡¯s Chinese medicine.¡±
While shaking hands with Watson, Zhang Chengli warned.
Seeing the other party laughing and shaking hands with him, Watson sighed softly in his heart.
The prescription Zhang Chengli came up with should come from the ancient medical book "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases".
This ancient prescription is extremely difficult for ordinary people to find. It is only recorded in the secret books of some ancient medical clans.
Watson has been reading medical books in his family since he was a child. He had seen this prescription before, and he could only identify it now.
It is from this inference that Watson concluded that Zhang Chengli was a descendant of the medical sage Zhang Zhongjing.
But when I shook hands with the other party just now, I made the secret sign of the ancient medical clan's friendship, but the other party didn't respond at all. This can only show that the other party is an ancient medical clan that has cut off the inheritance of ancient medicine.
According to the secret agreement between the ancient doctors of various generations, each ancient medical clan has a specific secret mark to confirm each other's identity.
With some specific methods, the major ancient medical clans can support each other and help each other, or communicate with each other.
Now, Watson made the Hua family's handprint, but Zhang Chengli didn't notice it and didn't show any sign.
This can only show that Zhang Chengli¡¯s lineage has ended the inheritance of the ancient medical clan.
In other words, to a certain extent, Zhang Chengli¡¯s lineage is no longer the orthodox successor to the medical sage.
In this era of decline of traditional Chinese medicine, the disappearance of every ancient medical clan is a great loss.
Looking at this descendant of the Zhang family who was telling Xiaowen what to do, Watson felt mixed emotions in his heart.
Zhang Zhongjing, the sage of medical science, has been praised for centuries in the history of traditional Chinese medicine. But now, his inheritance has declined, and is even close to extinction.
?Perhaps, we can help this lineage restore the Zhang family¡¯s inheritance and prepare for the future of being a royal doctor
With these things in mind, Watson was thinking about how to deal with Zhang Chengli.
At this moment, Doctor Qian, who was beaten, was also taken to the hospital by ambulance for emergency treatment.
And the deputy director who was beaten at the door of the pet store was also released after interrogation and sent to the hospital for treatment
When Zheng Hao found out the real culprit behind the scenes, he was immediately shocked and furious, and decided to teach these gangsters a lesson!
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