"Uncle, uncle, what's wrong with you?" the young man shouted.

At this time, the patient's whole body suddenly started to tremble, as if he was shaking.

"Nurse, nurse!" the young man called.

The nurse hurriedly came over to take a look, and then the nurse was also anxious: "What's going on?" The nurse quickly took out her mobile phone and called the doctor.

I couldn't wait any longer! I reached out and pushed the young man away, then lifted up the patient's clothes, took out a silver needle and pricked the patient's body.

"What are you doing!" the young man shouted.

I ignored him and continued to insert the needles. After a few needles were inserted, the patient's convulsions stopped and the young man lost his voice.

Soon, the doctor ran back: "What's wrong?" the doctor asked.

"It's okay. The patient may have severe alcohol poisoning. I'll give him a few injections to stop the shaking." I said casually, then I stood up and pulled the doctor outside the ward.

"This patient must have a heart problem. The few injections I just gave were just to stabilize the condition. Don't be careless and do a comprehensive examination. Don't cause any more medical accidents." I said in a low voice and seriously.

The doctor looked at me, said nothing, and then returned to the consulting room.

There is a reason for me to do this. After all, I am now a member of the hospital. Naturally, I have to maintain the reputation of the hospital in front of the patient's family. If this doctor continues to ignore my opinions, I will definitely not

You would be so polite.

This time the doctor's examination was much more comprehensive. He obviously listened to my opinion. In fact, I can't blame him. The patient's coat was taken off just now. The doctor didn't see the vomit on the patient's coat, so he treated the patient as a normal patient.

The diagnosis of alcoholism is correct. Follow the procedure. If the patient's condition changes after inducing vomiting, the doctor will continue to do other tests according to the procedure.

Until the underlying cause is investigated and dealt with, Western medicine treats diseases like this. It follows procedures step by step, and each step has ready-made steps. But Chinese medicine is different. Traditional Chinese medicine can directly detect the root cause of the patient's disease based on the patient's symptoms.

The difference is that Western medicine rarely makes mistakes and can make correct judgments as long as it has a minimum of medical experience. Traditional Chinese medicine completely depends on the individual's medical skills.

In the end, the patient was sent to the inpatient unit, and I went back to rest. This was a small matter for me.

The next day, I was called to the dean's office.

Dean Peng and Dean Diao are both in the office.

"Xiao Chen, what happened last night?" Dean Diao asked when he saw me.

"Last night?" I asked.

"Xiao Chen, did you go to the emergency room last night?" Dean Peng said with a smile.

"Oh...I've been to this before." I was a little puzzled. I didn't tell anyone about what happened last night. I believed that the doctor wouldn't tell anyone either, but why did the hospital still know about it?

"Expert Xiao Chen, it seems that I really made a mistake. I thought you...forget it, let's not talk about it. You did a good job last night." Dean Diao suddenly laughed. This guy has always disliked me.

He has never been nice to me, but he smiled like that, which made me a little uncomfortable.

"As expected of an expert from the province, you are still capable. I apologize to you." Dean Diao stood up and bowed to me. I felt a little flattered all of a sudden. I hurriedly waved my hand and said, "I don't dare to take this seriously.

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"Haha, Lao Diao, I told you long ago that people should not be judged by appearance, but you just don't believe me. So what, I was right." Dean Peng said with a smile.

"You can't blame me. I've never seen such a young doctor. There's no capable Chinese medicine doctor who isn't much older. People like Xiao Chen are so rare." Dean Diao laughed.

I have long been accustomed to being looked down upon first and then respected by others. I didn’t feel uncomfortable with Dean Diao’s behavior. On the contrary, I felt that Dean Diao was a very straightforward person. I didn’t say anything. To be honest, I didn’t have a good impression of him at first sight.

Well, he looks like a prostitute at first glance.

"Xiao Chen, how are you doing in the hospital these days?" Dean Peng asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay." I replied with a smile.

"What's good, Lao Huang sued you here, haha." Dean Diao smiled and said: "Xiao Chen, don't worry, we are all aware of what you do, and I support you.

, that old Huang refuses to do anything all day long, and he still has the nerve to criticize others." Dean Diao's words directly affirmed my work, which made me feel very happy.

"During this period, the dean and I have been dealing with medical troubles. We don't care enough about you. Don't mind. Now the matter has finally come to an end. I have discussed it with the dean. You are an expert and a talented person. In the pharmacy

You are too talented, we are going to let you go to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine for a consultation, what do you think?" Dean Diao said.

I know that Dean Diao is speaking euphemistically. In fact, he just looked down on me before, thinking that I was here to get gold plated and gain seniority. Now that his view of me has changed, he has rearranged my work.

Of course I am willing to go to the clinic, firstly, I can use my skills, and secondly, I don’t have to look at Huang’s stinky face all day long.

"I will listen to the hospital's arrangements. I will go wherever you ask me to go." I replied.

"I see that although you are young, you are very measured in what you do. To become an expert at such a young age is indeed not for free. You have medical skills and qualifications, and you will have a bright future." Dean Diao said with emotion.

"Lao Diao, you are jealous." Dean Peng said with a smile.

"That's right, when I see Xiao Chen, I feel that we are old!" Dean Diao shook his head and smiled bitterly.

I was transferred to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. The Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic of the People's Hospital has three doctors. One is Wang, a middle-aged male doctor in his forties, the other is Zhu, a fifty-year-old female doctor, and the last one is Yuan.

An old doctor who is nearly sixty years old. Now plus me, Dr. Chen, there are four people.

Dr. Wang and Dr. Zhu attend clinics all year round, but Dr. Yuan does not come often. He is semi-retired and only comes two days a week.

This is not the first time I have seen a doctor in a hospital. I had done so at the medical school, so I have some experience. Of course, the conditions of the Chinese medicine outpatient clinic of the People's Hospital are better than those of the medical school, which is basically a community hospital.

Dr. Wang and Dr. Zhu were in the same consulting room, so I was assigned to Dr. Yuan's consulting room. Originally, Dr. Yuan was the only one who sat here, but now that Dr. Yuan is not around often, I was arranged to come in by Dr. Diao.

Dean Diao gave me a new desk and chair, and I once again put on a white coat and became a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine.

Dr. Yuan was not there when I went, and there was no other scheduled class today. During lunch, Cao Muxue came to my clinic. As soon as she entered the door, she exaggeratedly said: "Wow, you upgraded very quickly, and now you are in the specialist clinic."

"Dr. Yuan is in the specialist clinic, so I knew she was making fun of me.

"Why are you here? You're not avoiding me." I shot back.

"Since when have I been avoiding you?" Cao Muxue blushed and shook her head: "Let's go eat together."

After dinner, I worked quietly in the clinic. Not a single patient came to me for treatment the whole afternoon. I had already prepared for it. It was the same way at the medical school. There were few patients in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department, and for a young person like me,

No patient will trust a new doctor.

Early the next morning, not long after I entered the consulting room, I saw an old doctor with half-white hair walking in with his hands behind his back. I immediately realized that this must be Dr. Yuan.

I stood up and said hello with a smile: "Hello, Doctor Yuan."

Doctor Yuan raised his eyes and looked at me, snorted and said, "You are the new one, right?"

"Yes, my name is Chen Pi. Please teach me more in the future." Although Dr. Yuan's attitude was not very friendly, I still said with a smile. As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face, so I just entered his clinic.

It is normal for the doctor to be a little unhappy.

"I don't dare to take it seriously. You are the person that the dean likes. How dare I, an old man, teach you." Doctor Yuan chuckled lightly and sat down at his desk.

As soon as Dr. Yuan started working, patients came immediately. Throughout the morning, several female patients came. These patients all had one characteristic. They all came to Dr. Yuan for infertility. I knew that Dr. Yuan was originally in this field.

experts.

Dr. Yuan treats patients very slowly, speaks slowly, and takes the pulse and prescribes medicines in a leisurely manner. These patients all trust Dr. Yuan. I sit opposite Dr. Yuan, but no one comes to see me.

The day passed quickly, and the next day, Dr. Yuan was gone again. I sat alone for a while and felt bored, so I walked out of the consulting room and went to the corridor to exercise.

Our Chinese medicine clinic is at the end of the corridor. Outside are the surgical and internal medicine clinics. There are some patients waiting at the door of the Western medicine side. I walked a few steps and arrived at the Chinese medicine clinic next door. I looked inside and saw Dr. Zhu giving patients.

I went to see a doctor, but Doctor Wang was not there.

I walked out of the corridor and came to the outpatient hall. At this time, I saw a person who was leaning on his feet being helped into the outpatient hall. This person's face was full of pain, and there was an obvious arch on the back of his bare feet.

, the entire foot is deformed, the bones are obviously dislocated, and may even be fractured.

This man was helped into the surgical clinic. I walked around in the hall, and then I was about to go back. When I turned around, I saw Dean Diao walking towards me. Dean Diao called me: "

Doctor Chen."

I smiled and said, "Hello, Dean Diao."

"How about it? You should get used to it." Dean Diao asked with a smile.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." I nodded.

"Let's go sit in your clinic." Dean Diao said and walked towards my clinic.

I accompanied Dean Diao. When we walked to the surgical clinic, a voice suddenly came from inside: "What! It costs more than 20,000 yuan, so expensive! No more, no more!"

I turned around and took a look, and saw that the person who was speaking was the barefooted man who was talking and jumping out on his feet. The person supporting him was a woman. The woman hurriedly stretched out her hand to hold him: "What do you mean?

If you don’t want to look at it, don’t look at it. What should you do with your feet!”
Chapter completed!