Chapter 312: The Immortals Can't Stop Even Thinking of Death
Jianghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is the oldest in Jianghai City and the only hospital mainly based on traditional Chinese medicine.
Of course, traditional Chinese medicine is gradually declining, and today's Jianghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital seems particularly dilapidated. There are not even a few nurses in the hospital corridor. After all, traditional Chinese medicine is not likable, and it is generally a headache and fever. People are more willing to take some Western medicine, which can take effect quickly and use money.
few.
Traditional Chinese medicine is different. It only prescribes a few doses of medicine, which are bitter and astringent, and the price is expensive, so naturally no one wants to come to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital.
The reason why Jianghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is now stands out is because of the fact that the director Chen Hongru, an old Chinese medicine doctor in his early 70s, is not as famous as Lin Zhengkun in Jianghai, but in terms of traditional Chinese medicine level, Chen Hongru is not inferior to Lin Zhengkun.
It is precisely because of this that Zhao Chenglong found Jianghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, hoping that Chen Hongru could cure his diabetes.
“It’s not very good.”
After the diagnosis and treatment, Chen Hongru frowned and shook his head, and sighed: "It's too serious. You have seen the abscesses on both legs. I can only say that I can prescribe two doses of medicine to relieve it. If you treat it, it will definitely not be cured."
"Director Chen, is there really no way?"
Zhao Chenglong sat in a wheelchair with a look of unwillingness.
When he was young, he ran around just to make money by making a name for himself. When he got older, he ran around and even went abroad. He spent tens of millions of dollars in a beautiful country that claimed to be the most developed medical care, but he could only inject additional injections.
Dose of insulin.
After the medicinal properties, the leg is still useless.
To this day, Zhao Chenglong's legs have more than doubled, his legs are covered with abscesses, and yellow-brown liquid is flowing. The weather is getting hotter and an unpleasant stench is emitted in the air.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao."
Chen Hongru shook his head helplessly, "I am terminally ill, I can't do anything, so I can only prescribe some medicine to relieve one or two, and treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Therefore, the decision is up to you. If you are willing, I will prescribe the medicine immediately. If you are unwilling, I..."
"quack!"
Liu Ke, who was behind Zhao Chenglong, suddenly pointed at Chen Hongru and shouted, "You can't cure Mr. Zhao's disease. Are you afraid that we will not have money to pay the medical expenses?"
"Let me tell you, with Mr. Zhao and our Liu family's ability, I will buy your hospital without blinking. I will treat you quickly. If I can't cure it, I will deal with you, hum!"
Liu Ke looked angry and had to show his domineeringness in front of Zhao Chenglong.
"Young man, don't be too arrogant."
Chen Hongru looked up at Liu Ke, shook his head slowly, and stopped speaking.
"Mr. Zhao, don't listen to this old man. Traditional Chinese medicine is just seeking fame and lies." Liu Kecai didn't care what Chen Hongru said, wouldn't he call a young man?
Anyway, Liu Ke thinks that Zhao Chenglong’s illness is nothing big, so isn’t it just diabetes? Nowadays, who doesn’t have diabetes if he lives better? A small matter!
"I know the director of Jianghai First People's Hospital, known as Jianghai First Miracle Doctor. Let's go there and take a look. As long as you nod, I will make arrangements immediately. Will it be successful?"
Turning his head, Liu Ke shook his tail at Zhao Chenglong again.
"Mr. Zhao, my husband said it well."
Fang Yan was also helping with a delicate face, smiling like a flower, bent down and said: "Before I came, I knew that this Chinese medicine hospital did not do anything. Traditional Chinese medicine is simply false propaganda and cannot cure the disease. We must believe in science
, Western medicine is really amazing..."
"Miss, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk randomly. Why is Chinese medicine lying to others? What did Chinese medicine lie to you?" Chen Hongru's old face darkened and he glared at Fang Yan.
It is okay to insult him, but it doesn’t matter if he is not good at learning skills, but it is absolutely not insulting traditional Chinese medicine.
Traditional Chinese medicine is a treasure of the country. How can we allow future generations to slander and blaspheme?
"Am I talking nonsense? Are you Chinese medicine doctors a lie? Look at your hospital, are there any patients coming in? Who is still looking for Chinese medicine doctors to see a doctor these days? If Chinese medicine doctors are powerful, come on, cure Mr. Zhao's illness
?”
Fang Yan was very straightforward and made Chen Hongru speechless.
He did have no choice but to treat Zhao Chenglong's diabetes, and it only relieves it, and the effect is not great.
"I……"
"Old Chen, you don't have to be angry about a few things that forget your ancestors. It's not worth it."
At this moment, Chen Hongru's door opened, and Li Jinshui and Qin Shiming walked in.
"Mr. Zhao, long time no see."
Li Jinshui greeted Zhao Chenglong first.
"Um."
Zhao Chenglong was not in a high mood and felt extremely depressed when he thought of his illness.
"Qin Shiming, you just forgot your ancestors. You bastard, who let you come in?" Fang Yan was so angry that he jumped up and pointed at Qin Shiming's nose and cursed: "Get out, you are not welcome here."
"What are you?"
Qin Shiming sneered, "This is the Chinese Medicine Hospital, it is the territory of President Chen. I am standing in President Chen's office. What do you have to do with you? Don't you look down on Chinese medicine and Chinese Medicine Hospital? I think you should get out of here.
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"you!"
The gas junction is choked.
"Mr. Zhao, let's go to Jianghai First People's Hospital. Let's find the most powerful Western doctor. You will definitely cure your disease. Traditional Chinese medicine, seek fame and reputation, and cheat!"
There was no way to deal with Qin Shiming, so Fang Yan turned around to instigate Zhao Chenglong.
"Yes, I have to admit that Western medicine's amputation technique is indeed better than our traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. I just don't know if there will be scars after amputation?" Qin Shiming was not angry at all, but started chatting with Chen Hongru on the side.
Although he met Qin Shiming for the first time, Chen Hongru liked Qin Shiming's temperament very much!
Well-matched!
"I am also a Chinese medicine practitioner?" Chen Hongru asked.
"Um."
Qin Shiming nodded, "I have seen Mr. Chen, and I heard Lin Zhengkun mention you many times. He said you are the patron saint of Jianghai Traditional Chinese Medicine colleagues, and he thinks he is not as good as you."
"Lao Lin's medical skills are also good."
Chen Hongru shook hands with Qin Shiming, but instead left Zhao Chenglong and others aside.
"Brother Qin, you..."
Li Jinshui stomped his feet anxiously, turned around and said to Zhao Chenglong: "Mr. Zhao, this little friend Qin has extraordinary medical skills. When I learned that you were sick, I immediately invited him..."
"He? He is a labor reform criminal, what kind of medical skills do you know? Mr. Zhao should not listen to others' nonsense." Fang Yan's heart skipped a beat and hurriedly stopped him.
Qin Shiming's medical skills are even Bai Changfeng's must kneel down. If he really cures Zhao Chenglong, wouldn't his plan to climb Gongdilong be ruined?
"Miss Fang, don't talk nonsense!"
Li Jinshui glared, pointed at Fang Yan angrily, and scolded: "Another nonsense, believe it or not, I would like to ask Zhou Qi, the director of the Inspection Institute, to confront you in person?"
"If Brother Qin hadn't been generous and generous back then, you would have been the real labor reform criminal!"
"Others don't know, do you think I, Li Jinshui, don't you? Let me tell you, be kind to speak in front of me, even if you are, you will not dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"
Li Jinshui was so angry that he snorted coldly: "What are you, what do you think you are? How dare you insult Brother Qin?"
“…”
Fang Yan stopped talking. Of course she knew Li Jinshui, the boss of Baiyun Pharmaceutical, and the number one big figure in the business and pharmaceutical industry. In Jianghai, no one knows, no one knows?
"Mr. Zhao, please give my brother a chance. I, Li Jinshui, use the head on my neck to guarantee that his medical skills are really good, maybe there is a way." Li Jinshui patted his chest and promised.
He is not afraid of Zhao Chenglong, only respect!
If Zhao Chenglong hadn't helped him borrow 30 million yuan, Li Jinshui would probably have to go home and inherit the family business like other Li's children.
Lijiajia’s family business is very large, but how can he feel accomplished if he builds a country by himself?
Li Jinshui has always kept this love in his heart.
"Xiao Li, I have received your feelings, but he is too young. I have never seen such a young Chinese medicine doctor. Even Dean Chen can't do anything about it. What can he do?"
Zhao Chenglong glanced at Qin Shiming indifferently and shook his head to express suspicion.
He couldn't believe it.
"Mr. Zhao, I..." Li Jinshui was anxious when he heard this.
"Brother Li, stop persuading me."
Qin Shiming took the lead; "Some people are going to amputate their heads even if they steal their heads, so don't stop them. Just let them go with the Western doctor. Anyway, there are life every day, and some people die."
"This is reincarnation. Even gods cannot stop people who seek death!"
Qin Shiming's words are also rude and look down on traditional Chinese medicine. Who gives you the courage?
"Boy, who are you calling me for death? Do you know who I am?"
Sure enough, Zhao Chenglong raised his eyebrows and stared at Qin Shiming fiercely, and his back teeth were chewing.
"I said you're looking for death!"
Qin Shiming met Zhao Chenglong's cannibalism look, and even had a bit of ridicule and ridicule on his face, "If I guess correctly, the Western doctor's diagnosis is that if you don't have amputation within three days, you will prepare the coffin
,Is it right?"
"Brother Qin, you..."
Li Jinshui's forehead was covered in cold sweat. I asked you to help me, not to let you make things worse. Isn't this adding fuel to the fire?