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"Relevant departments met with representatives of the World Health Organization in China and briefed them on the latest situation in China."

After watching the latest report on the condition in the morning news, Huang Su turned off the TV, walked out of the meeting room, and started a busy day again.

The first patient in Beijing was admitted from the transferred hospital. As the pilot hospital of traditional Chinese medicine for this illness, it received more than 50 patients in five days.

The number of patients visiting the clinic is increasing every day.

The number of patients increased every day, and Huang Su slept directly in the work conference room of the hospital for three out of five days.

Turning around and walking into the doctor's office, Huang Su began handing over work with Dean Zhang.

Dean Zhang handed over the medical records of the patients he received last night to Huang Su: "These are the four patients you received during your rest in the second half of the night last night."

As he said that, Dean Zhang handed over a medical record to Huang Su and proposed to explain: "Patients in the 802 intensive care unit should be observed carefully."

Huang Su opened the medical records and found that an 83-year-old man named Wang Haibo was a very critically ill patient with internal closure and external prolapse. Such patients are at risk of exacerbation of the disease and death at any time.

Huang Su had seen Dean Zhang's symptomatic medication, closed the medical records, and put Wang Haibo's medical records on top: "Dean Zhang, I understand! I will pay close attention to Wang Haibo's condition."

The man's sudden movement made Huang Su unprepared, so he could only dodge in a panic, but the man hit his hand and knocked off the goggles and mask on his face.

Huang Su walked up to the three nurses who were holding their arms tightly together and asked, "What's going on here?"

The tall nurse in the middle said, "Doctor Huang, we gave him the traditional Chinese medicine, but he didn't drink it. He even insulted us and threw the traditional Chinese medicine on the ground."

In five days, the doctors who joined the medical team at Guang'anmen Hospital have become familiar with the prevention and treatment of the disease.

When she heard that Dean Zhang was going back to Jinmen, Huang Su felt the same way, and she also wanted to go back to Grassland City, after all, this is not her own hospital.

As he spoke, Dean Zhang showed sadness and sadness on his face: "There is a plan in the capital to build a specialized hospital, concentrate the best technology, and achieve the most effective treatment effect. The petition of Chinese medicine has been rejected."

"Yes, the patient has a high fever of forty-two degrees, is in a coma, and is in danger of shock at any time."

Dean Zhang walked into the elevator, and Huang Su stood in front of the elevator door waving goodbye.

Otherwise, I am ashamed of my trust and love for the grassland people.

At this time, Huang Su also listened to what the man on the transfer bed was scolding.

Huang Su asked, "Where did the doctor on duty go today?"

Mr. Lu just saw the strategic significance of the curative effect payment model to Chinese medicine. Now, relying on his influence in the Chinese medicine field, he began to disclose the news to the Chinese medicine leaders in various provinces and cities, paving the way for the comprehensive promotion of curative effect payment in Chinese medicine in the future.

After meeting head nurse Chen, Huang Su chatted enthusiastically: "Is head nurse Chen still off work?"

Dean Zhang firmly grasped Huang Su's shoulder: "We all know the therapeutic effects of Western medicine. If we want to save more patients, we can only convince them with our results."

After all, there will be some resistance to the comprehensive promotion of the curative effect payment model of Chinese medicine, which will hurt the interests of some bad Chinese medicine.

"Don't worry, I will stick to my post!"

For mild-to-moderate patients, the hospital adopts the uniform administration of tormented traditional Chinese medicinal liquid.

Of course Huang Su knew the filth in it.

However, for Guang'anmen Hospital, Huang Su is an outsider after all.

No one thought that there would be patients making trouble in the ward.

Both doctors and nurses in the hospital were wearing uniform protective clothing, and the man couldn't tell who was who and what they were doing, and asked arrogantly with squinted eyes.

The man's fierce appearance made the persecuting nurses dare not go forward to persuade him, and could only stand nervously at the door.

The three nurses were frightened when they heard someone talking beside them.

Only critically ill patients, because of complex symptoms and the possibility of life-threatening, should be treated by doctors.

"Dean Zhang, send you off!"

Huang Su walked to the bedside. Although Mr. Li had already woken up, the torment of the illness made the old man listless.

Due to historical reasons, the people of Xiangjiang retain the living habit of making soup with Chinese medicinal materials in southern Guangdong, but because there is no Chinese medicine hospital in Hong Kong, the people of Hong Kong neither have the habit of seeing Chinese medicine nor believe in Chinese medicine.

Huang Su nodded to show that he understood that these were all symptoms of dampness, heat and stasis on the spleen and stomach.

Huang Su turned to look at the staff of the emergency center beside him and asked, "What's going on, you dragged a person who doesn't trust Chinese medicine to the Chinese medicine hospital for treatment, isn't it causing trouble for us and the patient?"

The old man turned his head with difficulty, slowly stretched out his hand and grasped Huang Su's arm tremblingly, and thanked in a weakened Mandarin with strong Cantonese: "Thank you, doctor! Thank you Chinese medicine, for saving me from death again. Rescue and come back."

The old man also said: "If you eat a little food, you will feel bloated."

The prejudice against Chinese medicine by the relevant departments forced Mr. Lu to bring a Chinese medicine medical team to Tangshan Hospital at the age of 90. He was exhausted and passed away in December of the same year.

"What are you doing?"

If Grassland City is ill, no matter what the reason is, it will not be able to stop Huang Su from returning to Grassland City.

"I ask for an infusion, and I want to take western medicine!"

Although Huang Su is a doctoral candidate at the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Guang'anmen Hospital is directly under the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Huang Su put down the patient's wrist, turned to head nurse Chen and asked, "How about eating when the patient wakes up?"

"Now I understand what you mean!"

Huang Su reached into the old man's quilt and checked the old man's limbs. His hands and feet had already returned to temperature.

"We went south with Mr. Lu. There must always be someone left to share the pressure for Mr. Lu. We can't let Mr. Lu, who is 80 years old, go to battle in person."

A staff member explained: "This patient is the closest to Guang'anmen Hospital, and he also asked to go to the nearest hospital for treatment, so we took him to your hospital."

Bend down and listen to the sound of phlegm in the old man's throat, and check the lungs with a stethoscope, and there are still moist rales in the lungs.

"Doctor Huang, a patient has just been sent downstairs, and he doesn't cooperate with our treatment at all. Please take a look."

"Old man, stick out your tongue, let me see the coating on your tongue!"

"I have to say that your Prairie City People's Hospital is really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger. Not only do you have a rising star with superb medical skills like you, but also a director with outstanding vision. If you succeed in the trial of paying for curative effects and spread it in Chinese medicine, you And your dean is the hero of Chinese medicine."

Following the voice, Huang Su and his party came to the door of the troubled ward.

Huang Su didn't answer Dean Zhang's question, but asked instead: "President Zhang, you should have heard of the curative effect payment model."

The tall nurse pointed angrily at the splashed Chinese medicinal liquid on the ground.

"What's the trouble! Do you know that you have affected other patients."

In the ward, two medical staff wearing heavy protective clothing stood guard next to a transfer bed. A man with a round face, big mouth and thick lips, and treacherous eyes was sitting cross-legged on the transfer bed.

"Little Huang, I'm saying goodbye to you today. There are also imported medical records in Jinmen. I'm going back to preside over the work of Jinmen Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Dean Zhang patted Huang Su on the shoulder and said: "Xiao Huang, I hope you can stay in the capital. If I didn't want to go back to Jinmen to take charge of the work, I would stay."

The tall nurse said, "Doctor Gao has gone to call the hospital's security."

Dean Zhang nodded and said, "I heard that Mr. Lu and Mr. Sun mentioned it."

The old man slowly stuck out his tongue, which was dark red with a yellow and greasy coating.

Huang Su, out of professional instinct, maintains the order of the hospital and solves the problem through communication without affecting the treatment of other patients.

In [-], Chinese medicine practitioners in Beijing had the opportunity to participate in the treatment of patients only with a humble and pleading attitude.

收回手，黄素说道：“给病人更方，西洋参15g、黄芪15g、葶苈子15g、桑白皮15g、黄芩10g、全瓜蒌30g、三七10g、郁金10g、萆薢12g、蚕砂10g(包）、丹皮15g、麦冬15g、败酱草30g、厚朴15g、麦芽15g、鸡内金15g。”

The man suddenly threw himself at Huang Su in a fit of embarrassment.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you Chinese medicine!"

Huang Su touched the old man's hand, which became warm.

Dean Zhang nodded with satisfaction: "It's getting late, so I won't delay your work, I'll leave first. You can call me later if you need anything."

The nurse hurriedly led the way.

The old man was completely convinced by the benevolence and benevolence of Chinese medicine.

When the man heard that it was a doctor's name, his arrogance became even more arrogant, and he hooked his hands and asked provocatively, "Since you are a doctor, I'll ask you, you are just fooling around with that broken herbal soup, mine is an infectious disease that can kill people, so why not?" Your metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, rain, thunder and lightning can also heal diseases."

Looking at the back of Huang Su leaving alone, the old man kept repeating his thanks softly, and a few tears fell from the corners of his wrinkled eyes.

The man coughed dryly and yelled loudly, a bag of broken Chinese medicine decoction under the transfer bed splashed all over the floor.

"I'm a doctor in the hospital. If you have any requirements, you can tell me. Please don't make noise and affect other patients in the hospital."

"Guang'anmen Hospital is a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, and of course traditional Chinese medicine is used for treatment."

When they saw Huang Su standing beside them, the tense emotions of the three of them relaxed.

Huang Su handed over the medical records to head nurse Chen and said: "Nurse head Chen, I will trouble you for the rest of the ward rounds."

Huang Su knew what had happened and saw that the patient's condition was not serious, so he said to the two staff members: "You see this person does not believe in Chinese medicine and does not accept the treatment of Chinese medicine. There is nothing we can do. You should take him to a Western medicine doctor." hospital treatment."

Back in the office, Huang Su called Zhang Yuan and Li Yan: "Zhang Yuan, Li Yan, the ward rounds are underway."

The situation in Beijing became clearer, and the staff in the ambulance of the emergency center also strengthened their self-prevention. This kind of heavy-duty protective clothing has become the standard equipment of the ambulance.

At this time, another staff member also interjected: "Doctor, you don't know. When he got into the ambulance, this man looked like he was going to die soon. We asked for his opinion and rushed to the nearest hospital. Who Knowing that he came into the hospital and scolded people, he was alive and well."

When mild patients are hospitalized, a doctor is assigned to diagnose patients with special symptoms, and the daily work is handed over to nurses.

"Zhang Yuan, Li Yan and follow me downstairs to have a look!"

"Mine is an infectious disease that can kill people, so you can fool me with a decoction made from grass roots and leaves."

Dean Zhang was keenly aware of the obvious change in Huang Su's mood when he heard that he was returning to Tianjin.

Seeing that Huang Su ignored him, he forced himself to transfer to another hospital.

Dean Zhang continued: "Guang'anmen Hospital can become a designated hospital for treatment, and Mr. Lu has tried his best to win it. The key factor is that our Chinese medicine practitioners went south to participate in the treatment of Nanyue's disease and know this disease best. "

Speaking, Huang Su looked at Zhang Yuan and Li Yan.

Head nurse Chen shook her head: "I seldom eat."

In fact, it was mainly because Huang Su knew that the illness did not affect the northeast region this time, so he stayed in the capital with peace of mind.

Walking downstairs, Huang Su could clearly hear the sound of roaring and cursing from a ward in the corridor.

Huang Su looked at Dean Zhang sincerely: "If it wasn't for the sudden illness, I should have returned to Grassland City by now."

Huang Su gently put the old man's hand into the quilt, and said in a kind tone: "Old man, relax! Cooperate with our treatment, and you will recover soon."

The old man who never believed in Chinese medicine, when he was dying, it was Chinese medicine that saved him from desperation.

Walking into Ward 801, after five days of treatment, Mr. Li from Xiangjiang has already taken off the ventilator, with an oxygen hose inserted in his nose, and replaced it with ordinary oxygen inhalation to maintain breathing support.

The head nurse Chen briefly introduced Wang Haibo's condition to Huang Su. The symptoms were basically the same as those of the first patient, but the symptoms were more severe because of his older age.

"Just transfer me if you ask me to transfer. If I die in the ambulance, will you be responsible?"

Just when Huang Su was about to enter Ward 802, a nurse rushed up from the corner of the stairs and called Huang Su to stop.

Seeing that the yellow mouth disease was exposed in the space with germs, Zhang Yuan and a staff member hurriedly held down the man.

After five days of treatment, Mr. Li has basically passed the critical period. To restore the Yang and solidify the patient’s Yang Qi, he needs to perform the method of clearing away heat and purging the lungs, dispelling blood stasis and removing turbidity. The critical illness leads to weakness, so it is accompanied by the method of strengthening the body. medicine.

"Look!"

Huang Su casually moved the stool and sat down, and patiently took Mr. Li's pulse, which was slippery and weak.

Standing at the door of the elevator, Dean Zhang looked at Huang Su with admiring eyes: "Xiao Huang, there are too few young people with superb medical skills and a steady personality like you. You will graduate with a doctorate soon. What are your plans for the future?" , do you really want to be the director of the department of traditional Chinese medicine in a hospital in a prefecture-level city, or a general hospital?"

"Head nurse Chen is talking about Wang Haibo!"

"So, I don't want to do anything else now. I just want to complete the pilot work of payment for curative effect. When medical insurance is popularized, it is time to promote payment for curative effect."

Due to the hasty renovation of the old outpatient building and the sudden illness, the security forces were indeed neglected.

Head nurse Chen led the nurses who took over and said, "I have to explain clearly to an 80-year-old critically ill patient who came last night before I can rest assured to leave work."

The man's behavior has disrupted the normal work of the hospital.

Huang Su and Zhang Yuan pushed through the crowd and walked into the ward.

"Okay, then let's go for a walk together. We have been together for so long and have been busy with work. We haven't had a good chat with you yet."

Dean Zhang has fulfilled the entrustment of Mr. Lu and Mr. Lu, so he can return to Tianjin with peace of mind.

Zhang Yuan turned his head and looked at Huang Su worriedly.

The fall of the goggles and mask made Huang Su slightly sluggish.

"Master!"

It wasn't until she heard Li Yan's anxious shout behind her that Huang Su turned her head resignedly.

Seeing Li Yan pushing away from the crowd, she ran towards herself anxiously.