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Chapter 85 Talk
Arriving at the inpatient area of ​​the oncology department upstairs, Huang Su clearly felt the oppressive atmosphere here. In the corridor, the passing patients and family members all exuded despair.

Many patients who come to Chinese medicine for cancer treatment are patients who have been sentenced to death by Western medicine. Finding Chinese medicine treatment is just a matter of chance, and many patients themselves do not have hope.

Huang Su went to the consultation desk and found the nurse on duty and asked, "Comrade nurse, may I ask which ward Zou Wenzhi is in? He was just hospitalized yesterday."

The nurse looked at Huang Su wearing a white coat, and asked responsibly, "Why haven't I seen you in the oncology department? Which department are you a doctor in? Can I ask Zou Wenzhi for anything?"

Huang Su explained: "I am a doctor studying internal medicine, and also Zou Wenzhi's treating doctor. Professor Sun entrusted Zou Wenzhi to me."

The nurse lady looked Huang Su up and down carefully again, and asked tentatively: "Your name is Huang Su?"

"I am Huang Su, comrade nurse, how do you know?" Huang Su asked in surprise.

The nurse replied: "Director Sun has specifically explained your matter, and Zou Wenzhi's ward is the second-to-last one in the innermost."

With that said, the nurse got up and pointed to the ward area on the left.

"Thank you!"

Huang Su thanked the nurse and walked in along the corridor.

Walking into the ward, Zou Wenzhi was lying on the bed in the middle. On the small table of the bed were porridge, egg custard and a plate of fried spinach.

Accompanying him was the young man who came yesterday, and Huang Su already knew that the young man was Zou Wenzhi's grandson.

Huang Su walked up to Zou Wenzhi and asked, "Old man, are you still used to living here?"

"This hospital is the same, as long as you stay in any hospital for a long time, you can get used to it." Then Zou Wenzhi pretended to complain: "The only thing you are not used to is that the medicine you prescribed is too hard to swallow, and it is bitter and has a strange smell. Doctor Huang, you Let’s see if we can change some medicines with the same effect but better taste.”

Seeing that Zou Wenzhi is still interested in joking with himself, he is indeed a person who can comfort strangers on the first day of meeting. The old man's attitude is really good.

Huang Su also chatted with the old man: "Agrimony is bitter and astringent, but Agrimony and Hedyotis diffusa are both good medicines for dispelling stagnation. As the saying goes, a good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease."

As for Hedyotis diffusa, thanks to a certain drink, many people know its taste, so let's not talk about it.

Huang Su chatted with the old man: "I just walked up to this floor today, and it gave me a feeling of depression. In the entire ward area, your old man has the best and most optimistic mentality."

The old man said with a smile on his face: "People, there is always a day of death, troubles are also a day, happiness is also a day, why not choose to live happily. But too many people are blinded by greed, hatred and obsession. , can't see through."

"It's still the old man who understands." Huang Su gave Zou Wenzhi a thumbs up and said: "You, first drink up the seven doses of medicine I prescribed for you, and then I will come over and review for you."

Before leaving, Huang Su raised his arms and made a cheering gesture: "Master! You have to keep an optimistic attitude, come on!"

Zou Wenzhi made the same gesture and said: "Doctor Huang, I will work hard!"

Huang Su walked out of the ward and walked to the oncology office.

Walking into the office of the oncology department, Huang Su asked the doctor sitting by the door: "This doctor, please! I would like to ask you, is Dr. Wei Laiwei in?"

Wei Lai, who was sitting in the back of the office, heard someone looking for him, so he stood up to see who it was.

Seeing that it was Huang Su, Wei Lai waved and said, "Huang Su, here!"

After Huang Su nodded to thank the doctor at the door, he went straight to Wei Lai's work station.

Wei Lai asked: "It's pretty early! Did you come here to get the medical records?"

"I just went to see Zou Wenzhi, and stopped by to get the medical records." Huang Su replied.

Wei Lai rummaged through the medical records compiled yesterday, and asked, "How is Zou Wenzhi?"

Huang Su replied, "This kind of disease can change a lot after just taking a dose of medicine. But the mentality of the old man is very optimistic."

"It's a good thing to be optimistic. I saw so many cancer patients with my tutor, and I saw too many people who could live for a few more years. It's because I put pressure on myself that I left early." Wei Lai handed the medical record folder to Huang Su and said: "Remember to give it to me quickly."

Huang Su clapped the medical record in his hand and said, "Thank you! After a while, I'll finish copying and send it to you."

Office of Internal Medicine.

Back at his workstation, Huang Su opened his notebook, opened the folder of medical records, and began to copy the medical records of several patients he attended yesterday when Professor Sun Guizhi was sitting in the clinic.

Zhang Yuan walked up to Huang Su and asked, "Huang Su, what are you writing?"

"I listened to a few patients at Professor Sun's yesterday, and transcribed them today to compare them with my own treatment ideas."

Upon hearing that it was Professor Sun's treatment case, Zhang Yuan's eyes lit up and said: "Professor Sun's medical case must not be missed, Huang Su, please copy it out, lend me a copy."

"That's no problem. I'll lend you the notebook later, and I'll return the medical record folder in time." Huang Su readily agreed.

"Huang Su, you are very loyal!" Zhang Yuan gave Huang Su a thumbs up.

Huang Su actually wanted to tell Zhang Yuan that although it is important to record prescriptions in traditional Chinese medicine, the most important thing is to learn and apply flexibly and dialectically.

But Huang Su is not easy to persuade, after all, we have just met for a day, and it is easy to offend people if we talk shallowly.

Wang Xinlu came out of the director's office, saw Huang Su had come back and said, "Huang Su, come out with me, I'll talk to you about something."

Huang Su handed Zhang Yuan her notebook, followed Wang Xinlu out of the office, and the two sat on plastic chairs against the wall.

Wang Xinlu asked: "Huang Su sees that you are diagnosing patients these days. Is there someone in your family who works in Chinese medicine?"

"No!" Huang Su asked suspiciously: "Professor Wang, why did you remember to ask this?"

"I'm just curious. After getting in touch with you in the past two days, I don't think you are a student who just graduated, but you seem to have a family background?" Wang Xinlu said with doubts.

Huang Su could only explain: "Maybe it's because I am different from other college students. The teacher regards me as a closed disciple. From the second semester of freshman year, the teacher has taught me according to the traditional way of training Chinese medicine. My There is no class time for the course, and the time is full every day, and the senior and postgraduate students follow the teacher to see the doctor for three years."

You can't say that you came back from time travel, if you say that, you will definitely be sent to slice.

Huang Su then continued to add: "I heard from my teacher that that's what my master taught him back then. The master was a traditional Chinese medicine family, and later taught at Mengjiang Medical University."

Huang Su didn't lie either. In his previous life, it was precisely because of his teacher's education that he laid a solid foundation for Huang Su, which allowed him to become the chief Chinese physician of the internal medicine department of Guang'anmen Hospital when he was just 40 years old.

After Wang Xinlu nodded acquiescingly, he talked about Huang Su's work: "I sit in the clinic for one day every Wednesday. From now on, when I sit in the clinic, you will treat all the patients, and I will be responsible for checking and filling the gaps for you."

"Professor Wang, this is not very good!" Huang Su hesitated.

Wang Xinlu waved his hands indifferently and said, "This is Director Li's explanation."

"Thank you so much, Professor Wang!" Huang Su thanked her sincerely. In her previous life, she also worked in the hospital for more than 20 years, and she knew how much affection this is.

Huang Su is not qualified to be a doctor in Guang'anmen Hospital now, and the prescriptions he writes when he is in the doctor's office need Wang Xinlu's signature to take effect.

That is to say, Wang Xinlu is responsible for Huang Su's situation in the treated patients.

Just getting along for a day and a half, I can do this for myself, this kind of cultivation, Huang Su owes the other party a huge favor.

Wang Xinlu understood Huang Su's meaning, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, if you diagnose the wrong patient, I won't sign it. Also, tomorrow Friday, you will also be on night shift with me."

Suddenly, Huang Su was stunned for a while when she heard that she had to be on the night shift. What a strange but familiar vocabulary. After being reborn for more than half a year, Huang Su seemed to have forgotten that Chinese medicine also had to be on the night shift.

(End of this chapter)