I can talk to my internal organs

Chapter 67 The Retrograde Stubborn Old School
"Doctor Lu, have you always charged this way?" Wei Jun asked.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Lu Jiu asked.

"Then how do you make money? Ninety-five dollars for the medicine is not enough for the shipping fee." Wei Jun said.

Lu Jiu smiled, "It's just the cost of a pair of medicines. If you prescribed a week's dose like a hospital, you would have to spend 66 yuan, which is not cheap."

is it?

That is really expensive enough, Wei Jun can't laugh or cry.

drop!
After scanning the code successfully, Wei Jun and his wife left the hospital after paying the medical expenses.

When he walked out of the medical clinic, he still didn't forget to complain to his wife, Lu Jiu, this doctor is too sincere. Even if the medical expenses were doubled, he would think it was very reasonable, and it would be too outrageous not to exceed a hundred.

If Chinese medicine is so cheap, then who will do it? Why don’t you want money these days?

Not to mention cars and houses, as long as you live in the city, you will lose money as soon as you open your eyes.

Chinese medicine is just a profession, so why restrict yourself so much?
With the economic and social changes, it is really harmless for Chinese medicine to charge more money.

In the medical hall, Lu Jiu couldn't help shaking his head when he recalled Wei Jun's slightly pitiful eyes just now.

These days, he saw this kind of look more than once. Every time when he reported the medical expenses, the patients would be surprised, as if it was something that should not be done if he received less money.

Lu Jiu was very grateful that these patients did not instinctively think that Chinese medicine should be cheap, but his price would not let him starve to death.

There are still relatively few patients now, and Lu Jiu doesn't make much money, but after he became famous, the number of patients increased, and the diagnosis fee alone was enough for him to get soft, and the cost of medicinal materials was really nothing.

Therefore, not only would he not die of starvation, but he could also earn a small amount of money. Of course, pointing to the wealth of Chinese medicine practitioners, earning money that would not be spent in two or even a few lifetimes was not Lu Jiu's pursuit.

What's more, is it true that Chinese medicine is so lonely because it can't make money?

In other words, if learning Chinese medicine can make you rich, is it true that people who study Chinese medicine really want to be patients?

More than a hundred years ago, the predicament faced by Chinese medicine practitioners was not as simple as lack of money. Under countless pressures, what could they rely on to survive?
It is curative effect!
If there is no curative effect, if it is just a placebo, Chinese medicine has long been submerged in the dust of history. How can it be Lu Jiu's turn to open a medical clinic here?

Yes, having money can indeed make Chinese medicine practitioners live better. Even in some hospitals now, the registration fee of many Chinese medicine practitioners ranges from three to five hundred to as many as thousands. Such Chinese medicine practitioners earn more money than many Western medicine doctors.

Lu Jiu never thought there was any problem with this. He had this ability, and it was right for him to be rewarded for his time and energy.

However, it is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, so it should be human nature to sacrifice one's life for righteousness.

It cannot be said that most doctors cater to the market economy, and it is not normal for a small number of doctors not to cater to it. This is a bit too domineering, right?

Lu Jiu wanted to be that small group of people. He didn't want to be coerced by the market after entering the market economy. He was forced to make a choice between money and virtue. Moreover, when all Chinese medicine compromised with money, the day when Chinese medicine revived was only the day when Chinese medicine died out completely.

Because Chinese medicine at that time was likely to become another medical butcher's knife on the necks of ordinary people.

This may be Lu Jiu's unfounded worry. Even if he charges more money, it's okay. It's just that he has studied history and knows that any powerful organization or individual is disintegrated from the inside first. If his charging standard is not based on patients at the beginning, then one day, he will increase the fee reasonably due to various cost reasons.

That man said, to stay strong, the only way is to constantly revolutionize yourself!
Medical expenses are the foundation of Lu Jiu's survival, and it is also the wake-up call Lu Jiu set for herself!

If most of the current Chinese medicine practitioners are advanced elements who catch up with the times, then Lu Jiu is the retrograde stubborn old school.

Lu Jiu didn't know how many companions he had along the way, and it didn't matter.

Ever since he chose to return to his hometown and inherit this small clinic, Lu Jiu had already made all the preparations.

He didn't want to spend his whole life in a tall old man's hospital serving all the old men, he just wanted to go back to the masses and be a small village doctor.

Or perhaps the name Barefoot Doctor would be more appropriate.

"Excuse me, is this... is Dr. Lu's clinic?"

As soon as Lu Jiu finished combing Xiaotu's hair, a woman came to the door. She didn't come in, but stood at the door, holding her stomach, leaning against the door frame with a pale face, and she seemed to have some trouble moving with one foot.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Lu Jiu asked.

Du Ran said weakly, "I, my stomach hurts..."

Stomachache?
Is it a gastrointestinal problem, or a menstrual problem?

Lu Jiu hurried forward to help the woman in, and carefully let her sit on the stool.

After Du Ran sat down, he arched his body, kept covering his stomach with his right hand, and rested his left hand on the table, leaning his head weakly, as if he was a little exhausted.

"You...forget it, I'll take your pulse first." Seeing Du Ran's painful look, Lu Jiu probably wasn't in the mood to speak, so she grabbed her wrist and started to take her pulse.

He has seen a lot of patients with stomach pain these days, so this patient must have been introduced by an acquaintance.

With his fingertips on Du Ran's skin, Lu Jiu's mind was filled with various voices.

"Lung gold, still not healed?" Pitu asked.

"Nonsense, this external evil is too difficult to clean up, as if it is attached to the large intestine, liver wood, let it out quickly." Feijin urged.

"I'm doing it, why are you urging, this thing is hard to deal with, it is too destructive, so I urge you to come again!" Gan Mu said.

"Why is there an external evil suddenly invading, and it went directly to the large intestine, could it be from the spleen soil?" Shen Shui asked.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, I don't feel it at all!" Pitu said.

"Lung Gold should know, right?" Kidney Shui asked.

"It came from outside." Fei Jin said.

"...You just said that, but you didn't say it." Kidney Shui said.

External pathogens, in the large intestine, stomachache...

It's not a problem with the spleen and stomach, nor is it a problem with menstruation. The woman is clutching her lower right abdomen again, and her feet seem to be arched. Could it be...

Lu Jiu immediately let go, squatted down, grabbed the woman's right leg, and then pressed lightly about an inch below her feet.

"what!!!!"

Du Ran was still pillowing on the table without saying a word, but when Lu Jiu pressed her like this, she suddenly screamed in pain.

"You... What! What!?" Du Ran gritted his teeth and looked at Lu Jiu angrily.

Lu Jiu didn't speak, but quickly took out the needle from the drawer, and then lifted Du Ran's trouser leg up with a swipe. The needle instantly pricked an inch below her Zusanli. This is a strange point called the appendix point.

"You are really brave. You dare to come to me with acute appendicitis. What if your intestines rupture and turn into peritonitis?"

(End of this chapter)