Guangmen Hospital of the Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine, a health care base for central cadres, and a national “model hospital of traditional Chinese medicine”.

If the master with the highest title of Chinese medicine cannot be found here, then he cannot be found anywhere else.

Shi Lao, now works in this hospital.

Du Heng didn't use the wrong word, he just held the position.

Elderly people who are over 100 years old still find time to see patients, teach students, and mentor new doctors.

There are now four centenarians like Shi Lao, who are exerting their light and heat in various hospitals in the capital.

These four are now the treasures of the Chinese medicine world.

They do not participate in discussions, nor do they express random opinions.

But as long as the four of them are here, the roots of traditional Chinese medicine will not be dug up.

But for four centenarians to come forward to treat people is not an honor for the Chinese medicine community, but a shame.

Not to mention the four of them, even allowing seniors over eighty years old to continue working would be a shame to the younger generations.

Why they still appear on the front line can only explain one problem: their students and apprentices are useless.

Don't say that a person is better than a person who has already mastered. It's good to be able to keep up with the teacher.

As a member of traditional Chinese medicine, Du Heng respects these seniors who are still struggling on the front line from the bottom of his heart.

Without the dedication and supervision of such seniors, Chinese medicine would have been completely banned by some people, and it might have become a part of the museum.

Where else can they find such a comfortable working environment and an increasingly improving working atmosphere?

Respect and be grateful.

"Professor Lan, can I meet Shi Lao with you this afternoon?" Du Heng was a little excited and a little nervous, so that his voice trembled a little when he spoke.

Lan Changhua knew Du Heng's reaction very well.

Even though he is now a well-known veteran Chinese medicine practitioner in the country, he is still a student and a junior in front of Shi Lao.

He was very excited to see and speak to Shi Lao, let alone to see Shi Lao treating patients in person.

"Okay, of course it's no problem." Lan Changhua agreed directly, "Xiao Du, you are now a rising star in our field of traditional Chinese medicine. The future development of traditional Chinese medicine depends on young people like you.

But I want to tell you one thing: when you see Shi Lao when you are lying down, don’t get too excited."

Du Heng understood what Lan Changhua was going to say. Although he was reserved, he was actually afraid that he would be rash. "Don't worry, Professor Lan. I'll be watching from the side. I won't disturb Shi Lao if I don't speak."

Lan Changhua was very satisfied with Du Heng's statement, with a slight smile on his face, "Shi Lao likes young people very much, especially young people with abilities and skills like you. Shi Lao is even more willing to have more contact with them.<

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Don't worry, I will look at the situation and introduce you to Shi Lao."

This time, Du Heng was so happy that he thanked Lan Changhua repeatedly.

At this time, Lan Changhua's assistant suddenly answered a phone call. After saying a few words, he gave the phone to Lan Changhua, "Professor, this is from Mr. Shi's office. He said he wants to see you for something."

Talk about Cao Cao and Cao Cao’s arrival.

Lan Changhua was slightly surprised, but he still answered the phone quickly.

But as the voice on the phone continued to come through, Lan Changhua also said um, um, ah, ok, it's okay, and his face became gloomy.

Du Heng had a bad thought in his mind. When Lan Changhua hung up the phone, he asked cautiously, "Professor Lan, what happened?"

Lan Changhua's face was a little gloomy, and after a slight silence he said, "There is an emergency, and Mr. Shi has been asked to leave. We don't have to go there this afternoon."

"Ah~~~" Du Heng wrote disappointment on his face.

If a person like Shi Lao misses this opportunity, he, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor in a remote mountainous area, will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse to see him again.

But there was nothing Du Heng could do about it.

At 103 years old, he can still treat people. If he is a health care doctor, others will definitely have no problem with him.

If you have any opinions? Let’s wait until we live to this age to discuss.

Then it is reasonable for him to be asked to leave.

It's just that this time is really annoying.

But no matter how annoyed I am, I can only remain silently annoyed.

Du Heng sighed, "I don't have this blessing."

Lan Changhua also sighed.

But although he regretted that Du Heng could not see Shi Lao, what was even more regretful was because of Cao Binghe.

It's not like you can get a date with a great guy like Shi Lao, Lan Changhua, just by asking him.

Du Heng adjusted his mood and said to Lan Changhua, "Professor Lan, then I will go see Dr. Cao now."

Lan Changhua also adjusted quickly, then stood up and said, "Then let me take you there. I haven't gone to see Xiao Cao today."

Cao Binghe did not live in the Department of Ophthalmology, but in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine Internal Medicine.

As a doctor in his own hospital, he does not enjoy any special treatment, just a very ordinary room for two.

When Du Heng and Lan Changhua entered, Cao Binghe was lying on the hospital bed very quietly, with a plainly dressed middle-aged woman sitting next to him, who should be his mother.

"Xiao Cao, Doctor Du is here to see you."

When he walked to the bed, Lan Changhua reminded Cao Binghe.

Cao Binghe heard the teacher's voice and looked over, no longer as calm as before.

However, although Cao Binghe opened his eyes and was looking, Du Heng discovered that Cao Binghe did not turn his eyes when he saw the person, but followed the direction of the sound to find his position.

"Doctor Cao, I am Du Heng."

"Doctor Du?" Cao Binghe's tone was filled with surprise and a hint of happiness.

Du Heng took two steps, walked to Cao Binghe, and held Cao Binghe's hand, "It's me, Du Heng. I just arrived in the capital today. Professor Lan said that you are sick. I came to see you."

The excitement on Cao Binghe's face faded away and was replaced by bitterness, "I'm so sorry. I should have been there for you, but now I can't see. I..."

"What are you talking about? We are friends, there is no need to be so pretentious, right?" Du Heng comforted Cao Binghe with a smile.

When he got close to him, he finally saw the true condition of Cao Binghe's eyes.

His eyeballs are nebulized (yi, 4), with a faint green layer attached to them, and the green color can be seen even at the pupil position.

But before looking at it for two seconds, Cao Binghe closed his eyes and said in a very apologetic voice, "I'm so sorry, Dr. Du. Not only can I not see my eyes, but my eyeballs are extremely painful. Only when I close them will my eyes feel slightly

Be more comfortable."

"It's okay. Just do whatever makes you feel comfortable. Don't worry about me." Du Heng responded quickly.

Cao Binghe smiled apologetically at Du Heng with his eyes closed, then turned around and said, "Mom, get some fruit for the teacher and Dr. Du."

"Yes." Cao Binghe's mother followed her son's instructions and opened the bedside table.

Lan Changhua coughed and said, "Don't worry about me, just give Dr. Du some."

Du Heng also hurriedly stopped him, "Auntie, no need to bother, really no need to bother."

After stopping Cao Binghe's mother, they chatted for a while. Lan Changhua suddenly said, "Xiao Du, you are a master of internal medicine and you are impartial in all aspects. Why don't you show it to Xiao Cao?"<

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Cao Binghe also smiled with his eyes closed, "I admire Dr. Du's skills very much. He left a deep impression on me during that period a year ago. Why don't you please help Dr. Du take a look at it for me?"

Don't look at Cao Binghe's smile, but just look at the rolling eyes under his eyelids, you can tell that he is very uncomfortable at this time.

Du Heng didn't hesitate and said directly, "Let me take a look."

In fact, when he saw Cao Binghe's green eyes just now, his first reaction was that he was guilty of the wind of liver wood.

Because there are five colors in Chinese medicine, green, yellow, red, white, and black. Green belongs to wood, and wood corresponds to the liver. There is also a connection between the eyes and the liver, and the spirit of the liver focuses on the purpose of teaching.

Therefore, if the eyeballs turn green, it is inferred that the wind of Liver Wood is on the upper side. There is nothing wrong with this at all, and it is very symptomatic.

And this inference is also an inference drawn by other famous Chinese medicine experts.

Then...could there be a problem with the dispensing of the medicine?

But even if there is a problem and the general direction of the dialectics is not wrong, then the prescribed medicine will definitely have a certain effect.

Du Heng had doubts in his heart and asked, "Doctor Cao, after you took the medicine, which medicine was effective?"

Cao Binghe looked very calm. In fact, Lan Changhua and the others had asked this question several times, but the way they asked it was different every time. "I didn't feel anything at all."

"Can you tell me more about it?"

"Western medicine doesn't make you feel at all. The symptoms have not been relieved or worsened." Cao Binghe slowly described, "Chinese medicine for treating brain qi will make the pain in the eyes worse every time after taking it.

When taking liver-benefiting drugs, my eyes don’t feel anything at all, but my breathing becomes a little faster every time.”

As soon as Cao Binghe finished speaking, Du Heng was stunned.

Medicines that benefit the liver and nourish the blood are wrong.

In other words, Cao Binghe is not guilty of liver wood at all.
To be continued...