Take the hospital back to ancient times

Chapter 282 The Fundamental Difference Between Chinese and Western Medicine

That night, Chen Buer and Pan Mingyue chatted almost all night.

For Pan Mingyue, her thinking is basically completely disordered now.

Because her mind is full of a set of theories and knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, and now she suddenly hears a completely different theory of modern western medicine, which is a bit confusing.

For example, the simplest one is that the "spleen" in Chinese medicine generally refers to the entire digestive system.

The so-called spleen deficiency generally refers to a series of pathological phenomena and syndromes of spleen physiological dysfunction caused by spleen deficiency.

But Western medicine believes that your spleen deficiency is not a problem with the spleen, which is a different matter, but caused by your gastrointestinal dysfunction and indigestion.

The "spleen" in Western medicine simply refers to an organ, which is the largest lymph node in the human body, belongs to the immune system, and is also known as a "blood bank".

You see, first of all, it is easy to confuse the concepts of Chinese medicine and Western medicine, it is very difficult to understand, and it is difficult to unify the two.

This is also the main reason why it was difficult for Chen Bu'er to accept the theory of Chinese medicine after learning Western medicine, and he passed the Kui test.

Now the same problem is happening to Pan Mingyue. She has studied traditional Chinese medicine theories, and now she cannot understand the modern medical theory that the spleen is an organ in the left abdomen instead of the stomach, pancreas, and intestines.

So the two quarreled from time to time, just like people who support Chinese medicine and those who oppose Chinese medicine quarrel together on the Internet in later generations. (The author declares that the author is not anti-Chinese medicine, but also does not support Chinese medicine.)
Unknowingly, the cock started to crow all over the head, and Pan Mingyue's stomach suddenly rumbled, making her face turn red with embarrassment.

Only then did Chen Buer think: "It's my fault, I forgot to prepare supper, just wait for me."

After finishing speaking, Chen Buer left the room again, and when he came back, he was holding a bowl of steaming mutton noodles and two large buns filled with meat.

Pan Mingyue stared straight at her eyes: "Seventh brother, you, where did you get your soup cakes and cooking cakes? It's still hot."

Chen Buer put it on the table: "Why do you ask so many questions? If you ask too many questions, my third brother just cooked it himself. Eat it quickly. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Pan Mingyue chuckled, picked up her chopsticks and started to eat. She had been in the ward for two or three days, and she was already very hungry. Her saliva was almost drooling when she looked at the delicious noodles.

While eating, he said, "Well, your third brother's cooking skills are really good, and the taste is the same as that of Renmaichang Noodle Restaurant on Youjun Street."

Chen Buer vomited in his heart: Isn't this the mutton noodles from Renmaichang noodle shop, sweat.

The two had a delicious supper, and Pan Mingyue was satisfied.

Looking at the patient who was still in the infusion and the little girl sleeping on the side, Pan Mingyue put away the two meat buns, and prepared to feed the little girl to her when she woke up.

While tidying up the dishes, Chen Buer asked, "Are you full?"

Pan Mingyue hiccupped embarrassingly:
"Thank you Brother Seven, my little sister is full, but it would be great if I could have a crispy pear to eat. I haven't eaten fruit for several days, and my skin is dry."

Chen Bu'er went out with the bowl and chopsticks. When he came back, he held two bright yellow pears and handed them to Pan Mingyue.

Holding the pear, Pan Mingyue looked up at Chen Buer, not to mention how beautiful she was.

The 17-year-old girl, even she doesn't know it, her heart is slowly sinking.

Before dawn, Pan Wenlong and Yu Xiufeng hurried over. The two came to check on the situation of the female patient who was "transferred" in the middle of the night, but they actually came for a surprise check.

This lonely man and widow are alone in a room, if there is something like firewood and fire, what's the deal?
In Yu Xiufeng's eyes, these two people have criminal records.

Don't forget, when the two of them dared to hug each other and kiss in the small garden of Pan's mansion, what else could they not do?

(Chen Buer and Pan Mingyue yelled that Master Qingtian was wronged~~~~)

So the two who hadn't slept all night couldn't wait for dawn, so they came to the ward in charge of Jing Shitang, and saw that their daughter and Chen Buer were both fully clothed, sitting there chatting, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Pan, Aunt Feng, why are you here?"

Pan Wenlong smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, no two, we, um, we came to see the little lady who turned over last night, how is the situation now?"

Chen Buer put away the syringe long after the infusion, "Uncle Pan, don't worry, there will be no problem if you leave it to our family."

Yu Xiufeng was a little surprised: "Is there really no problem? This patient obviously won't last a day, Jing Shitang, is it really..."

Pan Wenlong coughed.

Yu Xiufeng changed her words again and again: "Okay, okay, it seems that Jing Shitang has real skills."

Chen Jinbai had already heard the voice, and rushed over from the next room: "Wenlong, brother and sister, have you come here so early? Why, come to learn the scriptures? Haha."

The old man was very happy, this day and night passed, and still no patient died in Jingshitang.

This Bianliang city has the best medical skills, that's for sure
Pan Wenlong was more curious: "Brother Bai, you have passed the night, how is the patient's condition now? How many people died?"

Chen Jinbai said triumphantly: "Dead people? Humph, no, not a single one. By the way, how is your family's situation?"

Pan Wenlong's face collapsed: "Eight people died this day. Look, this patient is Buer. This kid took care of us. Without him, there would probably be nine people tonight."

Chen Jinbo gave his son a thumbs up: "That's right, don't you dare to see whose son it is, how about it, my son has such superb medical skills, Mingyue promises to my son, it's not a loss, right? Hahaha."

Pan Wenlong also laughed: "I have always been optimistic about the son-in-law, haha, it would be even better if he could help our family solve the current predicament."

Pan Mingyue blushed even more with embarrassment.

Chen Buer patted his chest: "This matter is on me. My family's secret medicine can also be provided to Quan Mingtang."

Yu Xiufeng was also overjoyed: "It turns out that you, Jingshitang, really have an exclusive secret recipe. No wonder the curative effect is so good. Well, well, then my family will count on you."

This was a pleasant surprise for the Pan family. If you can't compete for the first place, you can also compete for the second place.

Judging from the current trend, when a plague strikes, it is estimated that more than half of ten people will die. Jing Shitang can guarantee that no one will die.

But if Quan Mingtang can guarantee the second-lowest death toll, then it will be famous, at least it beats Gushengtang.

Ever since Cui Wenren and Cui Wensheng were accidentally killed in Gushengtang, Cui Bogu and a few elders from his side have struggled to support him. It is even more difficult to keep the title of No. [-] in Bianliang.

In Pan Wenlong's careful thought, Quan Mingtang may be able to replace Gushengtang and become the No. [-] medical clinic in Bianliang by relying on the doctor of the imperial hospital at home.

(End of this chapter)