Xiao Yan was wearing a Guzi brand suit, with one hand in his trouser pocket, and strode into the interview room.
"Hello teachers, I am Xiao Yan." Xiao Yan said briefly with his hands hanging on the sides of his pants.
The female doctor in a white coat had green eyes. Even though she was in her forties, she still couldn't help but swallow when she saw Xiao Yan's appearance. Such a handsome person must not let him go.
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The goatee-bearded dean frowned and said, "Xiao Yan, why are you here?" It turned out that this dean actually knew Xiao Yan.
"Uncle Ouyang, I'm here to apply for this position. I like Chinese medicine and I'm proficient in Chinese medicine." Xiao Yan said with a smile, then he thought about it and continued: "I heard that Xue'er will be working in the new hospital.
I have a consultation at a general practice of traditional Chinese medicine, and I would like to discuss traditional Chinese medicine with her."
The female doctor in the white coat couldn't help feeling jealous. It turned out that she was attracted by that girl Ouyang Xue. Humph, why didn't I meet such a good person back then? I wasted more than thirty years with this ugly monster.
Years and years.
The goatee is Ouyang Yi, the director of Jinling Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Hearing Xiao Yan's answer, he nodded and said: "Although I have a good relationship with your father, I still can't open the back door to you this time. There is a
Patient, come and try it."
Xiao Yan nodded, confidently walked to the patient, touched the patient's pulse, looked at the old man's eyes and tongue coating, and then said to Ouyang Yi: "I have made the diagnosis."
"Oh? Let's talk about it." Ouyang Yi had no expression on his face.
Xiao Yan said confidently: "This patient is in the advanced stage of primary liver cancer, which should be caused by the hepatitis B virus. From the looks of his skin and eyes, he should be accompanied by biliary stones and secondary jaundice hepatitis."
The bald man and the woman in white coat looked at Xiao Yan with their mouths open in disbelief. Is it possible that they could tell the patient's disease clearly without asking about the condition or performing any instrument tests?
Xiao Yan frowned and said, "What would you do if you admitted this patient?"
Xiao Yan said with a smile: "This disease is irreversible, but if you use gamma knife surgery to remove the tumor, plus conditioning with traditional Chinese medicine, you can still live for two years."
"What Chinese medicine would you choose?" Ouyang Yi asked pressingly.
Xiao Yan said confidently: "According to the latest research progress, Ganoderma lucidum can greatly improve the anti-cancer ability of cancer patients, and yew has always been an effective anti-cancer drug..."
Ouyang Yi suddenly waved his hand and said: "Stop, get out, you are not suitable for this position."
Xiao Yan's expression changed and he asked: "Uncle Ouyang, why is this? I sincerely want to work in this department."
Ouyang Yi nodded and said: "I know, if you really want to come to our hospital, I think Director Qian will find a more suitable position for you, isn't it Director Qian?"
The bald man nodded and said: "I really admire Xiao Yan's medical skills. If Comrade Xiao is willing to come, our liver cancer department will welcome him and he will be admitted to the professional establishment immediately."
Xiao Yan did not reply, but looked at Ouyang Yi and asked: "Uncle Ouyang, can you tell me why I failed?"
Ouyang Yi saw Xiao Yan's proud expression, sighed, and said: "Okay, let me tell you, what I need is a pure Chinese medicine doctor, someone who uses Chinese medicine theory to treat diseases. I admit,
Your diagnosis is very correct and the treatment method is also very appropriate, but you have been westernized. Although Ganoderma lucidum, yew, toad, etc. all have anti-cancer effects, these are all studied using modern technology, not traditional Chinese medicine.
ideas.
In addition, your biggest problem is that you are too confident. No matter how confident you are about a patient, the four diagnostic methods of inspection, smell, inquiry, and incision are indispensable. A small oversight on your part may lead to
The patient’s life ends.”
Xiao Yan looked at Ouyang Yi quietly, suddenly smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Ouyang, for your teaching. I will definitely pay you a visit and learn the thinking of traditional Chinese medicine."
Ouyang Yi nodded and said: "You are welcome to come, and you are also welcome to contact Xue'er, but today's position is indeed not suitable for you."
Xiao Yan nodded, and then said to the bald man: "Director Qian, I will go to you in the afternoon. I hope that my humble medical skills can impress you and arrange a good position for me."
Bald Qian nodded quickly. For some reason, this high-ranking leader felt very uncomfortable in front of Xiao Yan. It seemed that he was the applicant and Xiao Yan was the one in control.
When Xiao Yan walked down the stairs, Tang Feng and Wu Liang were still sitting together and whispering. At this time, the little nurse shouted in a clear voice: "Next one, get ready."
When Wu Liang heard this, his mouth opened in an "O" shape, and then he gloated and pushed Tang Feng: "Hey, brother, did you hear that, Xiao Yan also lost the election, haha, I am so happy, now I feel
It’s finally balanced.”
Tang Feng shook his head helplessly and said, "You are really gloating about your misfortune."
Wu Liang excitedly waved his fist and said: "What do you know? I was crushed by that guy in school. When I saw his arrogant look, I couldn't help but have the urge to go forward and crush him.
Of course, I have to admit that I can't beat him. Hey, life is such a fucking tragedy. But today I saw that he was also deflated, hehe, I was really happy."
Tang Feng smiled and said nothing.
Wu Liang put his arm around Tang Feng's shoulders and said, "I'm very happy today. I'll treat you to lunch. I'll be back in the afternoon."
Tang Feng asked in confusion: "What are you doing back here?"
Wu Liang smiled proudly and said: "During the interview just now, the goatee director said that although I can't do this position, I can work as a doctor in other departments of this hospital. Hehe, how about it? I have the ability.
It’s still pretty strong.”
Tang Feng nodded and said, "You are awesome."
Wu Liang laughed loudly, and then said: "Come on, brother, there is no point in staying here. Even a genius like Xiao Yan, who has learned both Chinese and Western skills, can't be hired, let alone a small undergraduate like you.
Let’s go eat.”
Tang Feng shook his head and said: "It's almost my turn, just wait a little longer."
Wu Liang shrugged helplessly.
At this time, the interview speed was faster. Many people were kicked out within a minute of entering. Finally, the little nurse shouted: "Number 45, is there a number 45?"
Tang Feng looked at the number in his hand, stood up, and said, "Me."
The little nurse looked at Tang Feng's casual clothes and said, "Come in."
Tang Feng calmed down his breathing, then went up the stairs, opened the door and walked in.
"My name is..." Tang Feng was about to introduce him, but the bald man interrupted him and said, "Take a look at this patient."
Dean Ouyang Yi leaned back listlessly on his chair. He was sad, deeply sad, that so many talented medical students, after N years of Chinese medicine courses, did not even have a little bit of Chinese medicine thinking.
Instead, he opened his mouth to take photos and closed his mouth for surgery, which made Ouyang Yi feel a deep sense of frustration and crisis.
"Perhaps, traditional Chinese medicine is really going to die." Ouyang Yi closed his eyes.
Tang Feng glanced at the old man on the bed. His face was sallow and skinny, and his eyes were glowing with yellow. He walked forward and asked softly: "Old man, what's wrong with you?"
The old man glanced at Tang Feng, then pointed at his lower side and said, "It hurts here."
Tang Feng pressed the old man's side. It was obvious that there was a foreign object under the skin. Then he touched the old man's arm, pressed it on his wrist, and asked: "Old man, what else is wrong with you?"
The old man said: "My whole body is weak and I don't want to eat."
Tang Feng pressed his wrists on both sides, checked his tongue coating, and then slowly moved back to where he was before saying, "I've made the diagnosis."
"What's going on?" Ouyang Yi saw Tang Feng's technique just now, not only was he a little expectant, so he sat upright and asked.
" According to Western medicine, it should be liver cancer. According to Chinese medicine, the diagnosis is liver qi discomfort, qi and blood stagnation, and accumulation under the ribs." Tang Feng said confidently.
There was a loud "pop" sound that startled Tang Feng, Bald Head and others, but it was Ouyang Yi who was so excited that he got carried away and slapped the table, making the sound.
"If you treat this patient, how should you deal with it?" Ouyang Yi looked at Tang Feng with hope.
Tang Feng talked eloquently: "This man's Qi and blood have been blocked for a long time, and the accumulation has formed. It cannot be eliminated in a short time. He can only use Chinese medicine pills to slowly eliminate it. In addition, his stomach Qi has been injured, so he must not use it."
There is an onslaught of harsh drugs. For example, modern medical surgery is absolutely not suitable for this patient. Although surgery can remove the tumor in a short time, once the surgery is performed, the patient's vitality will inevitably be severely damaged."
Ouyang Yi kept nodding and said, "Then let me tell you what the prescription should be."
Tang Feng thought for a while and said: "Medical sage Zhang Zhongjing has already prescribed it. Biejiajian Pills are very good, I think."
Zhang Zhongjing is the first person in the history of traditional Chinese medicine and is revered as a medical sage. No one can be as famous as him. Although Hua Tuo and Bian Que are also very skilled in medicine, they are all somewhat mythical. There are medical books handed down, and
The first person recognized by the entire Chinese medicine community is none other than Zhang Zhongjing.
Ouyang Yi repeated softly, "Biejia Jianwan, Biejia Jianwan...", then he stood up suddenly and said to the patient on the bed: "Old Wang, if you are saved, use Biejia Jianwan."
Jiajian Pills. Although there is no guarantee that you will be cured of liver cancer, you will definitely be fine if you live for another ten years."
The bald man and the woman in white coat looked at Ouyang Yi in surprise. A patient with late-stage liver cancer accompanied by jaundice would not live for more than a year. Xiao Yan could make this patient live for more than two years, but the young man in front of him
A few words could actually extend this patient's life by ten years.
The bald man licked his lips and asked: "Dean, what is this turtle jiaocang pill? Can it cure cancer?"
Ouyang Yi laughed loudly and said: "This is the magic of traditional Chinese medicine. Even ordinary prescriptions, as long as they are used properly, can definitely cure cancer. Young man, congratulations, you passed. I hope you can
Feel free to come and work in our hospital.”
Tang Feng excitedly waved his fist and said, "Thank you, Dean." His diagnosis and treatment just now seemed simple, but in fact, he had learned the true teachings of Sun Simiao, so even Ouyang Yi, a generation of Chinese medicine masters, couldn't help but be overjoyed.
Tang Feng walked out the door, and Ouyang Yi suddenly said: "Hey, young man, you haven't told us your name yet."
"Tang Feng, the flourishing period of Han and Tang Dynasties, the style of China, Tang Feng." After saying that, Tang Feng bowed and retreated.
"Tang Feng," Ouyang Yi's eyes flashed with hope, "Maybe Chinese medicine will not die."