A group of Chinese medicine practitioners began to gather together, whispering, and discussing treatment methods.
Tang Haipeng from Tongjitang didn't even bother to discuss with others. He was arrogant and sat alone by himself, looking confident.
At this moment, there was a sudden burst of hasty footsteps outside the ward.
Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man in his forties walked in. Everyone present looked at the man with respectful expressions on their faces, and some were even more enthusiastic.
Went forward to greet him.
"Yunshi Guan!"
"Yunshi Guan!"
This middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing is the current city manager of Yuncheng City, named Yun Hao.
Xu Qingyun was also a little curious and looked up at the middle-aged man.
He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tall and straight posture, an upright look, and a hint of majesty on his body.
Xu Qingyun has always judged people very accurately. This person should be a good parent officer.
Yun Shiguan smiled and nodded at everyone, and said politely: "I have to trouble all the doctors because of my father's illness."
"Mr. Tang, Mr. Lin, you are here too. Sorry for bothering you." Yun Shiguan saw Tang Haipeng and Lin Ping'an, his eyes lit up slightly. He naturally knew these two famous doctors. He had seen them for medical treatment before and their medical skills were excellent.
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With these two people around, Yun Shiguan became more confident about whether his father's illness could be cured.
Although Tang Haipeng was used to being arrogant and arrogant, the person in front of him was the city manager. At this moment, he also put away his arrogance and came to Yun Hao. He said politely: "Yun Hao, city manager, there is no need to be like this. It is the responsibility of our traditional Chinese medicine doctors to treat illnesses and save people."
, not to mention the city manager’s father, who also thinks we are the city manager.”
"We, Tongjitang, will do our best to cure Mr. Yun's illness."
Yunhao smiled and nodded, expressing his gratitude again.
Yun Shiguan's eyes fell on the old father on the hospital bed. Seeing his haggard look and painful face, he felt a pain in his heart, and the expression on his face also became sad.
"Dean Liu, what's the result of the consultation?" Yun Shiguan looked at Dean Liu and asked.
"Just now all the famous doctors have taken turns to diagnose Mr. Yun, and they are currently discussing treatment plans." Dean Liu replied.
"Is there any result yet?" City Manager Yun asked, his tone a bit anxious.
Tang Haipeng was wiping his beard with his hands, but he was not in a hurry to speak.
The rest of the people looked at each other for a while, and finally an old man took the lead and said: "Master Yun, I think this is a cold and fever caused by a virus. For viral colds, ordinary antibiotics are ineffective."
"Viral cold! How to treat it?" Yun Shiguan asked with a frown.
The old Chinese medicine doctor continued: "Viral colds are also called evil spirits entering the body in Chinese medicine. For this kind of disease, we usually treat it by clearing away heat and detoxifying."
Yun Shi Guan heard this and nodded.
"The other two doctors and I agreed on the same view, brainstormed and jointly prescribed a prescription, honeysuckle, isatis root..."
The old Chinese doctor recited the prescription directly.
As soon as this prescription was recited, several Chinese medicine practitioners nodded their heads in affirmation.
But there were still a few who remained silent and even showed a bit of sarcasm on their faces. One of them was Tang Haipeng. This chapter has been completed!