Chapter 23 Traditional Chinese Medicine

Nalan Zhiting's pale face rose a hint of ruddy, and when a warm heat slowly seeped into the painful area, the fear in her eyes gradually disappeared. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Mu Feng comforted in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I did this to relieve your pain, not to take advantage of you." ”

As the pain gradually weakened, Nalan Zhiting's face returned to normal slightly, and after a trace of fatigue, Nalan Zhiting fell asleep deeply.

Zheng Hongjun, who was still very disdainful just now, suddenly had a look of awe on his face, although he majored in Western medicine, he also knew a little about the theory of Chinese medicine.

He could completely see that Mu Feng had just relieved Nalan Zhiting's pain through traditional Chinese medicine acupoint massage, but he didn't know how Mu Feng made the patient fall asleep, which is theoretically similar to drug anesthesia in Western medicine.

Zheng Hongjun saw that Mu Feng was not very old, but this technique was very skilled, and he was not born in a wild way, Zheng Hongjun took a step forward, approached Mu Feng, and asked very sincerely.

"Sir, which medical university did you attend, the first, second, or fourth military hospital? Is that the professor's apprentice? ”

Zheng Hongjun was still disdainful just now, but in a blink of an eye, he became like this, and the little nurse's eyes widened.

"I'll have that blessing, it's just that I've been studying with a barefoot doctor with a three-legged cat for a few years, but I'm afraid I won't be able to get into your eyes at all." If Mu Feng's words were heard by the eldest grandfather, it was estimated that he would be half angry.

Zheng Hongjun thought that Mu Feng was still angry, and he didn't care about his tone, "I apologize to you for what happened before, Zheng Hongjun, it's a pleasure to meet a Chinese medicine expert like you." ”

It was already the middle of the night, and Mu Feng didn't want to toss Nalan Zhiting anymore. He gently placed Nalan Zhiting on the emergency bed and turned around, "My name is Mu Feng, Director Zheng, do you think this is okay?" You arrange a separate ward for us, we will stay here temporarily tonight, I don't know if it is convenient for you. ”

"There is no problem, what else do you want, just think of me, I will definitely satisfy you." Zheng Hongjun said sincerely.

Zheng Hongjun no longer mentioned the matter of arranging surgery, Mu Feng was able to temporarily alleviate Nalan Zhiting's pain through traditional Chinese medicine physiotherapy, it seems that he said to himself conservative treatment, there must be his reason.

"Okay, I'll prescribe a Chinese medicine prescription, and you can find all the medicine according to my prescription and decoct the medicine immediately." Mu Feng was also polite, "It's just that you have to ensure that the year of the main medicine in this is true, can you do it?" ”

"I promise to do it." Zheng Hongjun turned his head to the little nurse and instructed, "Arrange two nurses to move the patient to the special ward and be careful not to alarm the patient to rest." ”

The special ward is the most high-end ward of Beicheng Hospital, and it is never based on the severity of the condition, but on the level of status.

Because the demand has skyrocketed in recent years, the wards simply cannot satisfy the big people who are either rich or expensive in order to show their status. The hospital specially arranges a vice president in charge to be in charge, and without the signature of Vice President Li, others have no right to arrange for them to settle in.

The little nurse looked at Zheng Hongjun in embarrassment, and did not act immediately, she looked at Zheng Hongjun and wanted to remind him, but in front of Mu Feng, she was not good at speaking directly, with an expression of wanting to speak and stopping.

Zheng Hongjun understood the little nurse's worries, so he said seriously, "If you want to go, you can go, and I will call the special ward side!" ”

Mu Feng didn't know this, he also cared about this, he just wanted to quickly arrange for Nalan Zhiting to be hospitalized. He was already sitting in Zheng Hongjun's position prescribing prescriptions, and the two prescriptions were almost full, more about the key points of the boiling heat and the order of the delivery of traditional Chinese medicine.

Zheng Hongjun took the prescription and was impressed by Mu Feng's handwriting, with vigor in his eternity, he knew at a glance that he had a profound foundation in calligraphy.

"Mr. Mu, you go to the ward first, and I'll handle the dispensing." Zheng Hongjun attaches great importance to this prescription, because Mu Feng especially emphasizes the main years, and he is not worried about going to the pharmacy to dispense the medicine in person.

The little nurse mobilized two nurses, Mu Feng gently picked up Nalan Zhiting and put her on the mobile bed, and the little nurse followed Zheng Hongjun's instructions and accompanied her to the special ward one.

The little nurse was secretly looking at Mu Feng all the way, she hated Mu Feng at first, but now she found that Mu Feng was not so annoying, but had a special charm that she couldn't say.

Mu Feng looked sideways at the little nurse and said, "Thank you, I apologize to you for the previous inappropriateness." ”

"It's me who should apologize, it's me who has a bad attitude." The little nurse smiled embarrassedly, revealing a mouthful of neat teeth. A few small freckles on his face suddenly jumped with joy.

In fact, as long as girls laugh and talk, they won't be too ugly.

"Your wife is so beautiful!" The little nurse looked at Nalan Zhiting and said with envy.

Women rarely praise other women from the bottom of their hearts, and if a woman praises another woman in front of her face and behind her back, she usually has only one meaning, and that is that she looks down on her at all.

If a woman is often scolded behind her back, it doesn't necessarily mean that the woman really has a problem, often because she is too good.

But the little nurse's praise is from the heart, Nalan Zhiting is indeed beautiful enough, which cannot be denied whether the other party is a man or a woman.

Mu Feng didn't deny it, he knew that this question couldn't be explained clearly now, because there were some things that you didn't need to explain at all.

There is no need to defend some things, because even if what you say is true, if the other party does not accept it, your explanation cannot change the other party's opinion, and may form new estrangements and misunderstandings.

You must know that people are inherently different, and some people are inherently easy to misunderstand others.

"Actually, you're pretty too." Mu Feng knows that no matter whether the other party is a beauty or not, if you praise her like this, she will not object, and she will often be very satisfied.

The little nurse was really happy, and smiled shyly, "Yes, my name is Jia Ling, you can call me Lingling." ”

While speaking, she had already arrived at the special first ward, and the head nurse on duty in the special first ward was already waiting there, her face was very ugly, as if someone owed her hundreds of thousands of yuan and had not paid it back.

Jia Ling took a step forward and accompanied her smiling face, "Head Nurse Wang, you are on duty, our Director Zheng will arrange ......"

Head Nurse Wang put on a cold face, "Got it, Ward No. 8." And then he didn't look at them again.

"Thank you, Nurse Wang."

Jia Ling beckoned the nurse to push Nalan Zhiting to ward eight, and whispered to Mu Feng on the way, "You may not know, these eight wards have lived in big people, but I didn't expect our Director Zheng to have such a big face......"

As soon as Mu Feng entered the ward, he understood why Jia Ling said this, this is a ward, it is simply a luxury suite in a hotel, the patient room and the nursing area are completely separated, and the facilities in the room are full of low-key luxury, and the subtleties make people feel at home.

Mu Feng said in his heart, Zheng Hongjun has made a lot of money this time, he really wants to satisfy himself.

After Mu Feng thanked the nurse, "Lingling beauty, thank you too, I know you are very busy, so don't take care of us." ”

"Okay, I'm at the front reception, you can come to me directly if you have something." Jia Ling finished speaking happily and left.

After Jia Ling went out, Mu Feng raised his wrist to look at his watch, and then looked at Nalan Zhiting lying on the bed, it was estimated that Nalan Zhiting would wake up in four hours, he hoped that Zheng Hongjun could drive out the first pair of Chinese medicine within this time, which would greatly alleviate Nalan Zhiting's pain.

In less than ten minutes, Zheng Hongjun knocked on the door and walked in. The attitude of speaking is like reporting to the leader.

"Mr. Mu, I'm very sorry, we don't have chicken blood vines in our pharmacy, I will arrange someone to go to the second hospital to call, you can rest assured, from the decoction order you arranged, there will be no delay in the time for dispensing medicine."

"Thank you, Director Zheng." Mu Feng pointed to the ward, "Your arrangement makes me honestly afraid." ”

"You don't have to worry about this, it's something you can do."

Zheng Hongjun sat down on the sofa in the nursing area and asked, "Mr. Mu, take the liberty of asking." I'm not surprised that your main medicine emphasizes rattans, but what I don't understand is why the red vines are so heavy? Conventional usage is rotten grass! ”

"You should be studying Western medicine, why are you so interested in Chinese medicine?" Mu Feng didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"Whether it is Western medicine or Chinese medicine, in fact, it is all about curing diseases and saving people. Even if you don't criticize me today, I realize that I have a problem now, and since I started medicine, I have relied too much on Western medicine for surgical treatment. I know very well that sometimes choosing a conservative treatment method based on TCM theory is actually beneficial to the patient and the patient himself. ”

Zheng Hongjun sighed, with helplessness and self-blame in his expression.

"But modern people are anxious to see the effects of treatment, and hospitals are too utilitarian. I'm also a little famous in Spring City, and now there are a lot of people who come to see me. You also know that it costs at least a thousand yuan to see a common cold now. In fact, some patients can recuperate at home, but if you don't prescribe medicine, the patient won't agree, and you say it's ridiculous. ”

Mu Feng could hear that Zheng Hongjun was not moaning without illness, and he showed his nobility, with the increase in income and the improvement of living standards, the hottest business now is the industry related to education and medical care.

Education is a great plan for a hundred years, and it has been valued in all dynasties, but it was a matter of the rich in the past, but now the social system is sound, and for thousands of years, the children of the poor can stand on the same starting line with the children of the rich for the first time.

Although there are still people who continue to criticize the current education system, this is the best solution for the time being. There is no absolute fairness, only relative reasonableness.

At least under this system, the number of educated college students has increased year after year, and at universities such as Mizuki and Yenching University, the children of the wealthy must also be admitted based on test scores.

Medical care is people's pursuit at a higher level in addition to food and clothing, no one takes their lives seriously, and those who want to die are people who are desperate for their future. Who doesn't want to live a little longer, who doesn't want to live a little more comfortably.

It is understandable that people who become wealthy will inevitably pay attention to their health at the first time.

Mu Feng said: "Director Zheng, you should know the allusion that King Wei Wen asked Bian Que, right?" (To be continued.) )