Chapter 72: One Side Heals

  Lin Hai just took a glance at Liu Dachun on the operating cart and lowered his head. He had already made up his mind that Director Chuo was going to fire him. As for saving patients, you're a director who can't even cure them yourself, would you entrust a patient to me, a young doctor who just graduated half a year ago?

  "What's going on, Lin Hai? Tell me about this patient," Director Chuang said with a tone full of provocation as soon as he saw Lin Hai's expression.

  Lin Hai felt even more displeased, after all, he was a graduate of Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and came to this hospital to be a doctor, not to be humiliated by you.

  "Director Chuang, what do you mean by this? Do you want to fire me? Just say it straight out. I was also hired based on my skills when I came to the hospital. If there are no patients now, that's not my fault, it's because your hospital doesn't value traditional Chinese medicine." Lin Hai turned around, holding his head high, and said to Director Chuang, although his legs were still trembling, but the pride of being a university student had not been worn off yet.

  "Huh?" Director Chuang was taken aback, then angrily said, "Lin Hai, what are you talking about! I told you to take a look at this patient, what nonsense are you spouting!"

  Lin Hai Dao: "You pushed this mentally ill person onto me, in front of so many people, making me lose face, you..."

  Song Jian furrowed his brow and stepped forward, interrupting Lin Hai, saying: "Enough! You haven't even looked at the patient, what are you afraid of!"

  Lin Hai looked at Song Jian for a moment, and couldn't understand what this young man, who was about the same age as himself, did.

  Song Jian pointed at Liu Da Chun on the operating cart and said: "Recite the original text of the 253rd clause of 'Shang Han Lun'."

  Lin Hai was stunned, but his mouth still recited the familiar passage: "Yangming disease, sweating does not relieve, abdominal fullness and pain, urgent purging is required, Da Cheng Qi Tang is indicated." The Treatise on Cold Damage is a work by Zhang Zhongjing, it is the first must-memorize book in traditional Chinese medicine, every student of TCM will memorize this book of over 10,000 characters.

  Song Jian nodded and asked again, "I'll ask you, what are the symptoms of Da Cheng Qi Tang syndrome?"

  "Lin Hai replied without hesitation: 'The symptoms are: abdominal fullness and pain, refusal to press, large and solid pulse, delirious speech, sweating of the hands and feet, not having a bowel movement for six or seven days, and in severe cases, climbing high and singing, removing clothes and running wildly, hitting people and destroying things, without regard for intimacy or estrangement...'"

  Song Jian pointed at Liu Da Chun on the hospital bed and said: "Take another look at this patient now."

  Lin Hai nodded and walked to the bedside, reaching out to press Liu Dachun's abdomen. Before he even touched it, Liu Dachun burst into a loud curse, and a wave of foul odor wafted up, making Lin Hai cover his mouth with one hand and examine his tongue.

  "Ah! I know!" Lin Hai suddenly shouted, "This patient is a Yangming Fu Shi Zheng, it's a Da Cheng Qi Tang Zheng. He hasn't had a bowel movement for many days, his abdominal pain refuses to be pressed, this is due to dry stool accumulating in the abdomen, his tongue is yellow and black, his breath is very foul, his lips are chapped, he's extremely thirsty and irritable, it's exactly Fu Shi transforming into heat. Hmm, this patient is indeed a Da Cheng Qi Tang Zheng, needs to be treated with Da Cheng Qi Tang!"

  At this moment, Lin Hai's determination was unwavering, and he said loudly.

  The patients around were stunned.

  Lin Hai took another close look at Liu Dachun and said, "The patient's condition is not too severe now, but if we delay for another day or two, he will become delirious and it will be difficult to treat him then!"

  Liu's mother hastily said: "Then please ask the young doctor to write a prescription and beg the young doctor to save my son."

  Lin Hai was stunned for a moment, and only then did he remember that there were dozens of people surrounding him. He turned his head to look at Director Chuo and said, "Director, you see..."

  Director Chu's face turned red, and he snorted, saying: "Little Lin, you'd better take a good look. This is a severe case of manic-depressive psychosis. Are you sure you can cure him? And I've heard that Da Cheng Qi Tang has severe toxicity. If the patient dies after taking it, you... will have to take responsibility."

  Lin Hai was afraid again, he looked at Song Jian.

  Song Jian patted Lin Hai's shoulder and said, "Hurry up and take charge now. You are the chief physician in charge. Remember, you studied traditional Chinese medicine, and the lives of patients are in your hands. If you don't even have the courage to treat and save people, then it would be better for you to take off this white coat and go sell sweet potatoes outside."

  Lin Hai lowered his head in shame, he had studied traditional Chinese medicine for five years, but had never treated a single patient. He loved traditional Chinese medicine and was proud of it, he was an excellent student of traditional Chinese medicine, with a scholarship every year during his five-year university studies. But now, how did he become a good-for-nothing fool? Where did the ambition at graduation go? What happened to the spirit of revitalizing traditional Chinese medicine?

  "Alright! I'll take charge!" Lin Hai suddenly lifted his head, "If anything happens, I'm responsible!"

  "After finishing, Lin Hai took out a pen and prescription paper from his white coat pocket and wrote down four medicines in a brushy manner: 'Rhubarb 20 grams, Magnolia officinalis 40 grams, Aurantii fructus 10 grams, Mirabilite 10 grams.'"

  Only four kinds of medicine, less than ten yuan in total.

  After finishing writing, Lin Hai handed the prescription to the round-faced nurse and asked her to go get the medicine immediately. After brewing the medicine, she would send it directly to the ward.

  "Push the patient into the ward!" Lin Hai waved his hand and strode towards the ward.

  The onlookers were even more expectant, following the surgical cart into a hospital room. Soon, only Director Chuang was left at the stairwell entrance, his face ashen.

  Before long, the Da Cheng Qi Tang was ready. Lin Hai asked Liu Mu and Liu Dachun's wife to administer the medicine, then instructed them to place a basin under the bed for Liu Dachun to defecate directly in the room.

  Less than ten minutes after the medicine was administered, Liu Dachun's stomach started rumbling loudly, followed by two loud and smelly farts. The smell was so pungent that it brought tears to the eyes of the onlookers, who quickly left the room. Then, the sound of an iron basin could be heard from inside the room, and it turned out that Liu Dachun had passed several black, stone-like stools.

  He saw success, Lin Hai clenched his fists tightly, with a proud smile on his face.

  Song Jian nodded, this Lin Hai is not bad, with a solid foundation in traditional Chinese medicine. However, due to his medical school background, he had less clinical experience, and even during his internship, the doctors he followed mostly used Western medicine, so he didn't have much confidence in traditional Chinese medicine. But from the prescription dosage he wrote, he seemed to be a bold yet meticulous doctor.

  The crowd outside the ward had not yet dispersed, and they were all whispering to each other. They wanted to go into the ward to take a look at Liu Dachun's situation, but inside it was really too smelly. The smell not only fumigated their brains, but also irritated their eyes, and tears were streaming down.

  After more than ten minutes, the door of the ward opened and Liu's mother and Liu Dachun's wife walked out hand in hand.

  Lin Hai hastily went forward and asked: "How is the patient?"

  Mrs. Liu's tears fell down, she pulled Lin Hai's hand and choked with sobs, unable to speak, almost kneeling down. She only has this one son, Liu Dachun, if he really goes crazy, Mrs. Liu will die of a broken heart.

  "Alright... it's really alright, she's regained consciousness!" Liu Dachun's wife supported her own mother-in-law, sobbing.

  "How is it possible? Can mental illness also be cured?"

  "Right? Isn't it supposed to be manic depression? How did it suddenly get better?"

  "Was it intentional, afraid of bringing her husband closer to a mental hospital?"

  People around were talking about it.

  At this time, six people wearing white coats came up from the stairs, and these people were also pushing a hospital bed. Under the leadership of Director Chao, they rushed to the door of the ward.

  "The patient is right here," Director Chuo said.

  "Where are the mentally ill! Get out of here!" Liu's mother finally burst out with anger that had been pent up in her heart, her good son was diagnosed as mentally ill, which was unbearable for anyone.

  "Elder sister, your son is very dangerous. Going to a mental hospital is the best choice for him. This is being responsible not only to your family but also to the neighbors and relatives around you," Director Chuang said, adjusting his glasses with an expressionless face.

  "I'm fine," a weak voice came from the ward, and Liu Dachun walked out with a pale face after pushing open the door.

  The people around Liu Dachun retreated one after another, but Liu Dachun just smiled and said, "Sorry everyone, I'm really okay now."

  "It's too amazing."

  "Incredible."

  "What's going on here?"

  The people around him did not dare to believe it.

  The team leader, a psychiatrist, was also stunned and then turned to Director Chuang and said: "Director Chuang, don't play this kind of joke next time, or we will report you to your hospital leadership. Hmph!"

  Several doctors pushed the hospital bed away, leaving Director Chong standing in a daze, looking at Liu Dachun in disbelief.

  Lin Hai coughed and said, "Director Chuo, you see, our traditional Chinese medicine is still somewhat useful."

  "How...is this possible?" Director Chuo's face was red with embarrassment, but as a doctor, he was more eager to know what had actually happened.

  Lin Hai explained: "Just now I carefully analyzed the condition, it's like this, Director Chuang, you know that cough medicines all have an inhibitory effect on the bronchus, and their side effects include insufficient gastric motility, insufficient intestinal motility, which is what we call loss of appetite, constipation, etc. When a person can't normally defecate, toxins will accumulate in the intestines, and the initial reaction is getting hot, acne on the face, insomnia at night, thirst, etc., but when the situation becomes severe, toxins will affect the brain nerves, and then symptoms like mania today will appear, although it's mania, the root cause is still dry stool in the intestines. So after using Da Cheng Qi Tang to let the patient defecate, the patient became clear-headed."

  Director Chuang's mouth was agape, then he patted Lin Hai's shoulder and strode away, he couldn't bear to stay there any longer.

  The little nurses around Lin Hai surrounded him, pulling on his sleeves and asking questions.

  Lin Hai felt like a hero for the first time and couldn't help but laugh out loud, then he suddenly thought of Song Jian and hurriedly looked around.

  At this time, Song Jian and Zhou Tong were standing by the window in the distance, looking at the beautiful scenery of Jinji Lake outside.

  Lin Hai pushed through the crowd and walked up to Song Jian with big strides. He bowed respectfully, "Thank you, teacher!"

  Song Jian glanced at Lin Hai and smiled lightly, saying: "The foundation is not bad, study hard, practice more in the clinic, you will have some achievements."

  Lin Hai's face flushed with excitement as he heard this, "Mmm, I'll work hard!"

  At this time, Mrs. Liu and Liu Dachun's daughter-in-law squeezed over, came to Song Jian's side, and said: "Mr. Song, thank you so much this time, weren't you going to come and discuss the acquisition contract of Hongxing Pharmaceutical Factory? Let's go, let's go, sorry, we really neglected you."

  People suddenly realized that this Song Jian seemed not to be a doctor, but a... business manager?

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  Thank you very much for the reward from bookworm classmate, thank you very much.

  Well, book lovers who have read the book can leave some comments, every day I only see the number of recommendations increasing, but nobody is commenting, haha.