Chapter 58: Before anyone arrives, the party arrives first
Several decoration workers were busy, and Wang Xu had nothing to do. Fortunately, he boiled a pot of water, made a pot of tea, and poured it for several people. He also sat beside it and drank.
It was very hot in Zhongjiang at this time. It was noon, the sun was shining brightly outside, and it was even more ridiculously hot. However, it was still cool inside the clinic, and Wang Xu was too lazy to go out.
He had just sat and drank two cups of tea when his cell phone rang suddenly. He took it and saw that it was Qian Yousheng calling. He didn't think much and picked up the call directly.
As soon as the call was connected, before Wang Xu could speak, Qian Yousheng's urgent voice came over: "Xiao Wang, are you free now? Can you come to the Central Hospital right away?"
"No problem, I'll be here right away." Wang Xu said hurriedly.
"Okay, try to hurry up. There is a patient who has vomited a large amount of blood and has been vomiting blood for almost two hours," Qian Yousheng said.
"A large dose of vomiting blood." Upon hearing this, Wang Xu walked out and asked, "What is the specific situation? Please tell me first."
"That's fine. You should make a judgment first. It will save some time when you come later." Qian Yousheng responded, and then introduced the patient's condition to Wang Xu in detail. Wang Xu listened and stopped him at the door.
A car rushed to the central hospital.
After listening to Qian Yousheng's narration, Wang Xu sat in the car and frowned in thought. According to Qian Yousheng, this patient should have suffered a lot in his twenties and thirties, had symptoms of overwork, and later suffered
A very serious internal injury, the injury has not healed. According to this calculation, it should be caused by excessive yang and yin deficiency, qi going against the blood, rising but not falling, forcing the blood to overflow, resulting in large-scale vomiting of blood. Yin should be replenished and yang suppressed, and qi should be lowered to stop bleeding.
That's right.
While thinking about it, Wang Xu was thinking about the prescription in his mind. Wang Xu still trusted Qian Yousheng's judgment. As an old Chinese medicine doctor, Qian Yousheng had naturally extraordinary eyesight and the chance of making a wrong judgment was low... As he was thinking,
Wang Xu suddenly looked up and found that the taxi had stopped.
"There's a traffic jam ahead. This road is always like this." Looking at Wang Xu, the driver said with a wry smile. Wang Xu's clinic is not close to the Central Hospital. This road passes through the north-south cross-street of Zhongjiang, so there is a real chance of traffic jams.
very good.
"Tsk!" Wang Xu frowned when he heard the traffic jam. He stuck his head out and looked ahead. Sure enough, there were all densely packed vehicles. He was there to save people. Any delay in delaying the patient's life would increase the risk of the patient.
It's really annoying.
However, it was not far from the central hospital and it was impossible to walk there. He could only sit in the car and wait patiently, reluctantly suppressing his temper and thinking about the prescription.
About five or six minutes later, Wang Xu already had the recipe, and the vehicle in front still didn't move. In desperation, he had no choice but to call Qian Yousheng with his mobile phone.
"Mr. Qian, there's a traffic jam here, and I don't know when I'll be able to arrive. But based on the symptoms you mentioned, I've drawn up a recipe. Please give it some thought. Why don't you try it first?"
When he heard that Wang Xu was stuck in traffic, Qian Yousheng had no choice but to sigh and said, "Okay, tell me the recipe and I'll take it as a reference."
"9 grams of perilla, 9 grams of alfalfa, 15 grams of madder charcoal, and 30 grams of blood residual charcoal. Decoction in water and take two doses." Wang Xu said after considering.
"That's all?" Qian Yousheng asked in surprise when Wang Xu stopped talking about the four herbs.
"Yes, just the four herbs." Wang Xu affirmed: "If the symptoms you just mentioned can be confirmed, then these four herbs are definitely feasible."
"Okay, I'll think about it." Qian Yousheng said, and then hung up the phone. Fang Xinghu next to him saw this and asked hurriedly: "How is it?"
"There's a traffic jam. I probably won't be able to make it in a short time, but he gave me a prescription." Qian Yousheng said.
"The person can't get through, so you gave him a prescription?" Fang Xinghu was immediately disappointed when he heard this. Qian Yousheng came over in person, and the prescription he prescribed didn't help. Wang Xu didn't even show up, so would the prescription he prescribed work?
When Fang Xinghu had a headache, the doctor who was presiding over the treatment quickly came over and said: "President Fang, please think of a solution quickly. It looks like the patient won't be able to hold on for an hour."
"Tsk!" Fang Xinghu smashed his mouth helplessly, looked to the right and said: "Mr. Qian, what should I do?"
Qian Yousheng was thinking carefully about Wang Xu's four-flavored Chinese medicine. Although he thought it was reasonable, he didn't dare to make a decision at the moment. When he heard Fang Xinghu's words, he could only grit his teeth and said: "Just follow the prescription he said."
Wang Xu's recipe was told to Fang Xinghu.
"Mr. Qian, is this possible?" Fang Xinghu asked hesitantly, a little surprised.
"Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. The condition is critical and we can't take care of it." Qian Yousheng expressed his position, which was quite a bit like everyone's at this time.
What Qian Yousheng said was reasonable, and Fang Xinghu had no other choice but to quickly arrange for someone to boil the medicine. Twenty minutes later, the boiled medicine was brought in.
Holding the decoction, Fang Xinghu was still a little uneasy and did not dare to give it to the patient. After hesitating for five minutes, seeing that the patient was still vomiting blood, he had to be cruel and give the patient the decoction slowly.
Strange to say, as the patient took more and more decoction, the blood he vomited became less and less. After taking one hundred milliliters of decoction, although the patient continued to vomit blood, the amount of blood vomited was less than the previous ten.
One-tenth of it.
"It's working." The doctors around him suddenly exclaimed. Fang Xinghu, who personally administered the medicine to the patient, opened his eyes wide and was in disbelief for a moment.
"One dose works, it's so effective." Qian Yousheng couldn't help but sigh. After sighing, he hurriedly ordered the patient to take another dose.
Fang Xinghu hurriedly took the second dose of decoction to the patient. As the second dose of decoction was finished, the patient's symptoms of vomiting blood completely stopped.
"A miracle, this is definitely a miracle." Huang Yiyang, director of the Department of Internal Medicine, couldn't help shouting.
"It is indeed a miracle." Zhao Dongcheng, the director of the emergency department who had been busy keeping the patient alive, was also sighing and said to Qian Yousheng: "Mr. Qian's medical skills are really superb."
The prescription was told by Wang Xu just now. Only Fang Xinghu and Qian Yousheng knew about it. No one else knew about it. They thought it was Qian Yousheng's recipe that he had thought up again, and they all praised it.
Qian Yousheng blushed at the praise and sighed: "I didn't come up with this recipe, but the young man last night."
"That young man last night?" Most of these people were present last night and witnessed Wang Xu's treatment of the decoration worker. When they heard Qian Yousheng's words, they said in confusion: "That young man
Doctor Wang? When did he come?" He asked while looking around, but he could not find Wang Xu.
"Due to the traffic jam, he is still on the way, but he called and told me this recipe." Fang Xinghu said, feeling a little like a dream when he spoke.
"Hiss!" When the doctors present heard this, they all took a deep breath and looked at each other. They all thought they were dreaming. They were unable to do anything on the spot, but the other party did it over the phone. What kind of level is this?
Could it be that all the medical skills they have learned over the years have been in vain?
Now that the patient's vomiting of blood has stopped, the immediate danger has been relieved. After being tense for three or four hours, Fang Xinghu and others finally had time to take a breath and walked out of the emergency room.
Just after walking out of the emergency room, three people hurriedly came into the corridor. They were the experts seeking help from the Provincial People's Hospital. Fang Xinghu greeted them with a smile.
"Director Lan, Director Hu, you are here."
"I rushed here as soon as I received your call." Director Lan, who was walking in front, said with a slight smile. As he spoke, he looked at Qian Yousheng beside him, frowned subconsciously, and said with a slight smile: "Mr. Qian, too.
exist?"
"Yeah." Qian Yousheng obviously didn't deal with Director Lan very well, and nodded lightly, not even bothering to pay attention.
Director Lan didn't care about Qian Yousheng's expression and asked Fang Xinghu: "How is the patient?"
"The vomiting of blood has stopped, and we are temporarily out of danger." Fang Xinghu said with a smile.
"Oh! Could it be that Mr. Qian cured it?" Director Lan was surprised for a moment, then looked at Qian Yousheng and smiled.
Listening to Director Lan's neither negative nor positive words, Fang Xinghu couldn't help but want to scold his mother. He really didn't know who invited Lan Maosheng on his own initiative. Didn't he know that he and Mr. Qian didn't deal with each other?
"I dare not stop this credit. The doctor who cured the disease is still on the way." Qian Yousheng said calmly. This Lan Maosheng is the director of the Provincial People's Hospital. He is a top student who has returned from abroad. In fact, he has no personal grudges with him.
He despises Chinese medicine and thinks that Chinese medicine is purely a trick. The two of them are completely arguing over theory. Although this situation is not his fault, it can be cured by Chinese medicine. Wang Xu is only over 20 years old.
Years old, Qian Yousheng is a little proud.
"The doctor is still on the way?" Lan Maosheng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react. It took him a long time to ask Fang Xinghu: "Dean Fang, what's going on?"
Fang Xinghu briefly explained the situation, and then said: "Dr. Wang is still on the way due to traffic jam, but he told us the prescription, and the patient has already taken effect."
"He drew up a prescription on the way." Lan Maosheng's eyes were full of disbelief, and his voice became much louder: "How is this possible?"
PS: I saw someone leaving a message in the book review area about the protagonist’s mess in Yuncheng. Xiaoxiao was really speechless. Can’t you see that things in Yuncheng won’t end like this? Will Wang Xu still want to return to Yuncheng?
Is it necessary to explain clearly with a smile, why the protagonist has no foundation, why he didn't get angry on the spot, etc. It would be interesting to completely spoil the story.
Okay, let’s not say more. Debts from Yuncheng must be collected, and favors owed must be repaid. Zhongjiang is where the protagonist begins to develop, and there are many things that need not be explained.
It’s the Dragon Boat Festival, I wish you all a happy holiday, and thank you all book friends for your support along the way.