To enter a person's thinking, you must enter the environment he experiences and understand the information he receives.
Kalman spent the first half of his schooling life in Dunling, and his understanding of the local area is of course different from that of outsiders. To find out what he means, he has to make up for the information gap between the two.
At least that's what Kraft thought. He had to get closer to the elements mentioned in the records to see them more clearly.
"Practice, practice is the standard for testing theories. Especially in medicine, one or a few seemingly perfect examples are not enough. It requires repeated and long-term testing." Kraft put on a mask and gave it to everyone present.
A piece was distributed to everyone.
"Even a simple combination of several glass bottles will produce different results after a short period of time, let alone a complex system like the human body."
"Let's talk about tuberculosis." Velen took the mask and held it in his hand, selectively ignoring the half-sentence about the glass bottle. "Although the college does not have any direct cooperative relationship with the outside world, it is undeniable that there are quite a few
Successful clinic operators were once part of our team.”
"This half-student of mine listened to my classes and opened an internal medicine clinic in Xincheng District after graduation. He heard that we were interested in tuberculosis and took the initiative to contact him."
"You have a really good teacher-student relationship," Kraft said sincerely. The teachers who taught professional courses in schools back then, no matter how familiar they were during the class, most of them would gradually become unfamiliar after the class because there was no reason for daily contact.
.
There are really very few people like this who still keep in touch with their major course teachers after getting employed.
"That's true. When he was in school, he devoted himself to internal medicine. He failed every year in the anatomy exam. We all know him. I postponed the exam a year before graduation to see if he could make do with it."
It turned out to be the grace of not killing, saving someone's life.
As he spoke, the carriage jolted. Coop held the box with one hand and pulled the straps of the mask behind his ears with the other and put it on.
After a section of road that was extremely unfriendly to vehicles without shock absorbers, the coachman's whistle and the crisp sound of hoofs hitting pebbles stopped. Velen got off the car first and introduced the high-dollar doctor waiting in front of the door.
Kraft.
"This is Dr. David, we also call him David V." The lecturer walked up to him without noticing anything, and patted the doctor intimately, whose face turned dark when he heard the nickname. "David, let me introduce him to you.
A new authority in the industry for the next ten years, Professor Kraft, a member of the Society for Tuberculosis and Rare Disease Medicine."
"Hello, I'm very honored." The clinic owner with a famous nickname shivered slightly, and when he reached out his hand halfway, he froze because he was not sure whether it was appropriate. It reminded people of his roommate who failed the course and met his head teacher after half a year's absence.
an instinctive escape response.
Kraft held his hand and shook it vigorously a few times. The enthusiasm made David suspect that he might have to review arm orthopedics on the spot.
"Nice to meet you, Dr. David V. My understanding of the current medical treatment of tuberculosis is also very limited. We should learn from each other."
"You're being humble. Also, please call me by my first name if you can." David took out his hand and combed his hair to his forehead. "After all, this nickname does not come from the glorious family tradition, but from the relationship with Viren."
The length of time spent with the teacher.”
"That's pretty tough."
"Who says otherwise? The birth of David VI is all due to the efforts of Teacher Wei Lun." David laughed at himself, laughing and crying. There were many talented students among his classmates, but in the end, it was probably him who succeeded in leaving a deep impression on many mentors.
David V.
He pulled up his pleated front and covered half of his face, including his mouth and nose, "Please come in, it's not convenient to talk outside."
Behind the door painted with a long-beaked bird's head, a bitter smell that was familiar yet different from the memory rushed into the nose. It came from the clay pot boiled on the fire. The concoction inside had been concentrated to the point of smelling like a burnt lake, masking the face.
The apprentice held back his sneeze and added granular substances into the jar.
The milder patients who were able to move around on their own were sitting on a slatted bench on one side, waiting for assistants to fill the jars and mix the potions. Their faces were bright yellow or they had bright red rashes. In the semi-isolated area behind the curtain, violent retching accompanied by retching could be heard.
A bout of coughing.
"We will separate patients with coughs from other patients. There is no evidence yet, but there are anecdotal reports that this may delay the spread of the disease to those around them."
Several people passed through the busy counter and stove, and the patients and assistants and apprentices passing by greeted and saluted the owner of the clinic, quite like a king patrolling his territory. However, the few people behind him made him somewhat uncomfortable.
Some translucent mixed-color glass bottles are placed in eye-catching places on the shelves, and the prices seem unusual.
When Kraft looked at it curiously, Doctor "Fifth Generation" embarrassedly blocked the sign and explained with a dry smile, "Some special medicines that he prepared based on his experience."
"Please go upstairs, there is some noise here."
Several people were taken to Dr. David's private room on the second floor and sat down. The thick wooden door isolated the sound from downstairs. A framed paper document hung on the wall, and the cane replaced the sword holder.
Decorative sword.
On the inside of the bookcase are two dusty volumes of "Human Structure", "Humoral Science" and a row of pharmacopoeia with unknown origins and even no ridges occupying half of the bookcase.
Lecturer Wei Lun recognized the document at a glance, "I shouldn't have signed this degree certificate back then."
"Don't be like this, teacher, it's been so long." David leaned back in his chair, straightened his back after realizing that his posture was inelegant, and tucked in his belly, "Let's talk about tuberculosis. Why are you suddenly interested in this?
?There are many patients and treatment methods for this thing, but few of them are effective, and they are far from surgical."
"Not soon. There is already a surgical treatment plan for tuberculosis. By inflating the chest and compressing the lungs, it can control the problem of hemoptysis and prevent the development of lesions. If you still maintain a level that is good enough to cope with the assessment, you should be able to listen
Understood." Viren informed him about the current progress in academia.
"I think I should understand."
"In short, in order to further verify this treatment method, I need more case sources and compare it with traditional treatment methods." This is part of the goal in itself, and even if there is no gain, it is not a waste of time.
"As someone who has more contact with patients, I believe Dr. David should have a better understanding of the local disease profile. I would like to hear what you know about tuberculosis first."
"I'm sorry. Although I really hope to be able to help, my knowledge is limited, so I'm afraid it will only add to the joke."
"No, what I want is not the words in the book." Kraft crossed his fingers and pretended to listen patiently. When he saw the large number of patients downstairs, he was sure that this was the patient he was looking for.
Plant a place.
"What I want to hear is what you know about people - the patients themselves. Where they live, where they work, their financial situation, their general treatment methods, their interpersonal relationships. You can talk about anything, and you can start from anywhere. Or just start from the daily business of the clinic.