Du Heng did not see the twinkling look in the girl's mother's eyes. He was still minding his own business and explained to the girl, "Now that you understand your problem, the treatment is actually relatively simple.

The fire in your body is the fire that makes you lose your temper to the point where you cannot control it. They are all virtual fires, floating fires. You only need to induce the fire to return to the meridians, and use less cold products. Heart fire and liver fire will return to their source when the time comes.

Things that make you feel angry for no reason will never happen.

The other problem is that your kidney qi is insufficient, which is caused by trauma to your body, so when taking medicine, you only need to be careful not to use heavy medicine."

As Du Heng spoke, he was typing on the computer, and quickly completed the prescription and submitted it.

"Okay, just take the registration form and go to the window on the first floor to pay and pick up the medicine."

"Dean Du, how long will it take for me to recover?"

Du Heng thought for a moment and then said, "You can feel the problem of losing your temper after three doses of medicine, and it will be fine in a week.

But when it comes to nourishing kidney yin, you can’t rush it, you can’t rush it, you have to adjust it slowly, and you have to take the medicine for about a month.”

With Du Heng's exact answer, the expression on the girl's face became obviously much more relaxed, and the melancholy in her eyes also lightened a lot.

After seeing off the mother and daughter, Du Heng left the institute in another direction without going to the investigation team.

He is determined not to interfere in matters here.

But you can't avoid this kind of thing, especially after the school's appointment has been announced, Du Heng no longer has any reason to hide and not show up.

"After a week of in-depth investigation, all the issues reflected in the institute's internal investigation report have now been verified."

About ten days later, the school had started classes, and when everyone else had almost forgotten about this incident, the school secretary suddenly organized this meeting.

Du Heng didn't want to hear this, and he was too lazy to listen to it, so the secretary was talking about the investigation results during this period while he dozed down below.

As soon as the meeting ended, Du Heng quickly ran back to his good friend.

"Du Yuan, have you finished your meeting over there?"

As soon as he arrived in the office and sat down, Di U.S. Army held his big teapot and happily sat across from Du Heng.

Du Heng also leaned back casually, stretched out comfortably and said, "I'm done driving, but I'm almost exhausted."

Since the last incident with Dr. Liu, Di U.S. Army probably knew the content of the conversation between Du Heng and Director Wu, and his attitude toward Du Heng became much closer.

Now looking at Du Heng's laziness, he didn't feel that he was being disrespected, so he still said with a smile, "It's just a meeting, how can you be tired?"

"Deputy Director Di, you really don't know. The whole meeting was very dull and boring." Du Heng rolled his eyes and complained, "The secretary of our school keeps talking on top, and we can't interrupt, either.

I can't take notes, I can only listen with two ears, I feel sleepy.

But I can’t really fall asleep, I have to work hard to stay up.

This lasted all morning, are you tired?"

Di Junjun looked at Du Heng who was speaking, his eyes full of envy.

They all come to the capital from other places, but look at them, in more than half a year, not only have they established a firm foothold in the capital, but they have also become members of the national expert group, and now they have secured the position of director of an acupuncture hospital.
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And what about yourself?

Apart from the salary being increased by a thousand yuan, there seems to be no change at all.

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and this wave that has just reached its halfway point is already about to die on the beach.

Picking up the big teapot in his hand, Di Junjun lowered his head and took a sip of tea to hide the envy in his eyes.

Between the lows and the highs, Di Junjun, who was in the middle of his year, quickly adjusted his mentality, "By the way, Du Yuan, how are things going with your Vice President Wang?

Was he really wronged?"

Du Heng smacked his lips and said leisurely, "Unjustly accused? He is the biggest worm in the research institute.

Any problem found in others must be present in him.

And he was brave enough to put all the project funds he applied for into his own pocket without leaving a penny."

Di Junjun's eyes widened, "It's not that no financial problems were found, it's that his students deliberately framed it."

Du Heng sneered, "Indeed, during the initial investigation, the old boy's own bills and his family's bills were all clean, and the people in the investigation team thought he had been wronged.

But he didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway and completely turn his foundation upside down.

It doesn't matter. It almost made our old dean faint from anger.

If I hadn't been there at that time, the old man might have left on the spot."

"Who made the mistake?" Di Junjun asked curiously.

"His cousin-in-law."

"Cousin sister-in-law?"

"Yes, she is my cousin-in-law."

Speaking of this, Du Heng can't help but click his tongue.

He really didn't expect that the girl's mother would actually act like this, and it was a life-and-death situation.

She repeatedly begged Wang Chengqian to let her man go and pay less, but after being rejected, she turned around and reported Wang Chengqian, and also revealed how Wang Chengqian transferred the money.

After hearing this, Di Junjun was completely stupid. He even asked blankly, "Is there really eight million?"

"It's more than 8 million." Du Heng corrected Di Yijun's statement, "Research funding, hospital fees, research institute teaching funding, as long as it's money, there's nothing he wouldn't lend his hand to."

Di Yanjun swallowed hard. This amount of money was beyond his reach. "Then he used the mistress to transfer the money, and his wife didn't know?"

Du Heng sneered directly, "You may not believe it, but our Vice President Wang's mistress was led by his wife.

It was his wife's idea to let the mistress hide the money.

Even in order to make Xiao San work for the couple wholeheartedly, his wife even agreed to Xiao San giving birth to a child."

I...

Di Weijun felt that his inherent knowledge was shattered by the impact. Can there be such wonderful...good things in this world?

After swallowing hard again, Di Junjun felt that it was better not to ask about this matter. He was afraid that if he asked more questions, his own Taoist heart would be broken.

, how did it go?"

As soon as he heard about Du's Eight Needles, Du Heng suddenly felt flushed and burning. He quickly waved his hands and said, "It's nothing, nothing, don't listen to their nonsense."

Di Meijun frowned and said in confusion, "No, this matter has been on the news.

It is said that Du Heng, a genius in acupuncture, led the Acupuncture Research Institute to create and perfect Du Shi’s eight-needle acupuncture method, creating good news for treating patients with encephalopathy.”

Upon hearing this, Du Heng's face burned even more.

And now he wants to kill Wen Zhong even more.

"Don't listen to the nonsense of the media. There are thousands of brain diseases, each with its own causes and treatments. How can it be possible to come up with a set of methods that are universally applicable?

You are also a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, so these words are false at first sight."

Di Junjun looked at Du Heng doubtfully, "That shouldn't be the case. I've also heard the director and Mr. Lan talk about this.

The two of them said that your acupuncture hospital has now started clinical trials."

Du Heng's face was longer than that of a donkey, "Experiments are useless. Almost half of the doctors at the acupuncture hospital have been suspended. Who can I find to conduct experiments?

If we weren't afraid of the bad impact, the entire hospital would have been shut down long ago."

This time, Di Junjun was even more surprised, "No, the situation in the acupuncture hospital is so serious?"

Du Heng sighed softly, "Let me just say this, the Acupuncture Research Institute is terrible.

Except for Mr. Zheng at the top, the new doctors at the bottom, or those who have a close relationship with Mr. Zheng, everyone else has some problems.

For example, accepting red envelopes from patients, prescribing more or false medicines, knowing that they cannot be cured, yet giving multiple groups of ineffective treatments, etc."

"This really sucks."

Di Junjun also sighed heavily, then stared at Du Heng and said, "But you created this Du's Eight Needles. Whether there are more or less others has nothing to do with your project, right?"

Listening to Di U.S. Army talking about the 'Eight Acupunctures of Du Family' again, Du Heng became very helpless, "Deputy Director Di, let's talk about something else."

Di Junjun looked at Du Heng's reaction and felt helpless. He couldn't understand why Du Heng was so resistant every time he heard the words "Du's Eight Needles".

After staring at Du Heng again, Di U.S. Army put down the big teapot in his hand, stood up slowly and said, "Forget it, I think you are a little tired, so I won't disturb you anymore.

I'll go take a look around the ward, and you can take a rest by yourself."

After saying this, without giving Du Heng a chance to speak, he saw Di Junjun put his hands behind his back and walked out leisurely.

Du Heng sighed softly and lay back weakly.

"Du's Eight Acupuncture" was proposed by Xiao Peifa to integrate Du Heng's treatment of these two patients with deep coma, combined with Du Heng's experience in stroke treatment.

Actually, this thing has existed before. I have already gained experience in Jinzhou and have a very similar operating process.

But I never thought of giving this thing a name and summarizing it.

At this point, I have to mention that Ph.D.s are Ph.D.s, and their brain circuits are just different from undergraduates like Du Heng and Wu Buwei.

The reason why Du Heng resisted was because he felt an inexplicable sense of shame after learning about this method, which Xiao Pei called the 'Du Shi Eight Needles'.
To be continued...