"Teacher Yang, my patient's illness is mainly due to the deficiency of yang qi in the body, which leads to the fever of the body, I take the meridian points in the five acupoints to treat the patient, right?" A student walked up to Yang Fan and asked.

"It's wrong, it's to take the acupoint for treatment. In the future, if you encounter a problem that you are not sure about, remember to ask me, and do not treat the patient arbitrarily. ”

"Yes, Mr. Yang, I remember it all." The student breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his cheeks. Fortunately, I asked Mr. Yang, if something goes wrong, it will be troublesome.

"Father! Father! ”

Suddenly, a panicked, angry shout came from a Western medical student.

"Come and see, everyone, it's time to heal the dead! Where is the doctor? Hurry up and send it to the hospital for rescue! ”

"What's going on?" Yang Fan glanced at the place where the crowd had gathered, and hurriedly said to Chu Yunyun, who came over: "Teacher Chu, you have to supervise the students well, I'll come over and take a look." ”

As he spoke, he quickened his pace towards the place where the accident had occurred.

Under a sun umbrella, a pale young student with glasses sat in front of him, an elderly patient who had just taken the Western medicine he had prescribed, and after taking his medicine, vomited blood on the spot, fainted and fell unconscious.

This situation frightened many students on the side, and invisibly increased their psychological pressure.

"Hey! How many times have I reminded you before, and if you can't get a diagnosis accurately, you will come to me and ask me, don't prescribe medicine indiscriminately! Song Zimu rushed to the student's side, and when he saw the patient fainting on the ground in front of him, he was anxious and angry, but his face was quite calm.

In any case, the main thing now is to save the patient's life, but fortunately this is the hospital, and the patient can be sent to the hospital immediately for rescue.

"Professor Song! Your student has damaged my father's body, and I—I want you to pay for your life!" An emotional middle-aged man rushed in front of Song Zimu, grabbed Song Zimu's clothes tightly with both hands and shouted.

When those students saw it, they thought that the middle-aged man was going to fight with Professor Song, so they hurriedly got up and walked over to several classmates to persuade them.

The muscles at the corners of Song Zimu's mouth twitched, and said: "You calm down first, don't quarrel here, send your father to the hospital for rescue, no matter how late it is, I'm really afraid that it will be too late, and I will pay all the medical expenses privately." ”

"You don't need to be sent to the hospital, I'll take a look." Yang Fan suddenly walked out of the crowd.

"Divine Doctor Yang, you must save my father!" When the middle-aged man saw Yang Fan coming, he loosened Song Zimu's clothes and immediately rushed to him and pleaded.

Yang Fan glanced at Song Zimu and said with a smile: "Don't worry, as long as there is still a breath of the patient, it can be treated in my hands." With that, he walked over to the unconscious old man and crouched down, carefully taking his pulse.

Song Zimu's face was embarrassed.

"Old, teacher... I really didn't mean to. The student whispered, almost crying.

If the patient is not cured, he will kill someone.

Yang Fan was surrounded by patients who came to see him, and for a while, many patients did not dare to diagnose patients here in Western medicine, and if they couldn't make any mistakes, the next person to be treated and killed was himself.

After a while, Yang Fan opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Your father suffers from a very rare lung disease, this is because he has been working for a long time, inhaling a large amount of toxic gases, and the toxins are precipitated in the lungs and trachea, which is a very difficult problem. The student's diagnosis just now should be that your father was misdiagnosed with tuberculosis and took the wrong Western medicine, which caused lung lesions and vomited blood. ”

"Is my father saved?" The middle-aged man hurriedly asked.

Yang Fan nodded and said: "I'll give your father acupuncture treatment first, wake him up, and take medicine for a long time according to the prescription I prescribed, and in one year, he can almost be cured." But during the treatment period, your father can no longer work, and must recuperate, otherwise there will be a risk of recurrence, and unless he is given a lung transplant, I will not be able to save him. ”

As he spoke, he unbuttoned the patient's shirt, and immediately took out the needle box, from which he took out two millineedles and gave the unconscious old man first aid.

At this time, two doctors came over with two nurses carrying stretchers, they heard the news in the hospital, and they were about to send the unconscious patient to the rescue, and now they were relieved to see Yang Fan here to give the patient an injection.

Now no one in the whole hospital knows that the needle in Yang Fan's hand is more powerful than a scalpel. Last time, Yang Fan used acupuncture to remove the bullet in Chu Yunyun's body, and such an incredible thing was already known to everyone in the hospital.

At this time, Yang Fan showed the miraculous acupuncture on the spot, but it opened the eyes of these patients.

After more than half an hour of treatment.

The comatose patient opened his eyes and even regained a hint of ruddyness.

"Wake up! Wake up! My father woke up! The middle-aged man shouted excitedly.

Yang Fan pulled out the last milli needle inserted in the patient's body, and the patient suddenly coughed violently, and suddenly spit out several dark viscous liquids, emitting a turbid foul smell, and everyone else covered their noses.

Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction and said to the two doctors behind him, "Carry the patient to the hospital to rest." ”

Immediately, he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said, "You come with me to get the prescription." ”

"Divine Doctor Yang, I thank you so much!"

Yang Fan smiled: "Don't be so polite to me. ”

He came out of the crowd, walked to the desk of one of his students, wrote a prescription with a pen and paper and handed it to the middle-aged man, who hurried to the Chinese medicine pharmacy to pick up the medicine.

After the impact of this incident, Song Zimu's impression of Western medical students in the minds of patients was greatly reduced, and many of them would rather wait in line in the sun on the side of Chinese medicine students than go to Western medical students to see a doctor.

Compared with the hot situation here in Yang Fan, the clinic area of Song Zimu's Western medical students seems deserted, and even if there are patients who come to see a doctor, they are just some minor illnesses such as colds and flu.

Lost!

The secret contest of this free clinic activity has fallen into the current situation, and even Song Zimu is powerless to save the defeat. Seeing Yang Fan's acupuncture with his own eyes just now, even he was very surprised in his heart, which completely deviated from the medical theory he had studied, but he couldn't understand the healing effect of Yang Fan's qigong acupuncture on patients.

By 5 p.m., it was supposed to be the end of the free clinic, but there were still hundreds of patients waiting to be treated.

For this reason, Yang Fan had to change his original plan and continue to extend the time of the free clinic.

Song Zimu, on the other hand, took his group of students to pack up their things and left in a dismal bus.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the free clinic activities jointly organized by the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine of our city Medical University and the School of Western Medicine have come to an end, and Mr. Song and his students from the School of Western Medicine have left, but the teachers and students of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine have worked hard all day and are still insisting on diagnosing patients, and their spirit of tireless work is really worthy of our praise."

"According to the news recently obtained by this reporter, the free clinic team of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, up to now, has prescribed more than 1,200 prescriptions, all of which are paid by Mr. Yang Fan privately, with a total value of more than 300,000 yuan! We have just received many phone calls from patients, and they all said that after the treatment of the free clinic team of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, their condition has obvious signs of improvement. ”

Many reporters were on the scene to cover the news.

Some enthusiastic citizens spontaneously organized ice-cold drinks and fruits to cool down the free clinic team.

Yang Fan looked at Chu Yunyun beside him and said with a smile: "These forty-eight students, I see from them the hope of supporting the career of Chinese medicine in the future. I'm very happy with their performance this year. Although there were some small mistakes, they were all corrected thanks to your help, but fortunately there were no medical accidents like Song Zimu's students. If I hadn't been there, the patient would have been in a dangerous situation even if he had been taken to the hospital. ”

Chu Yunyun said jokingly: "Yang Fan, I suddenly feel that you are very great. Seeing so many patients being treated by our students, as their teacher, I feel that my hard work in the past two months has not been in vain. If we say that the cause of Chinese medicine in our minds is a ship that sails away, you are the helmsman of this ship, leading everyone to sail to the other side of the ideal. ”

"Am I great?" Yang Fan looked at Chu Yunyun seriously, looked at each other and smiled, he said, "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility." This is just the beginning, and there is still a long way to go to achieve our goals. ”

"Teacher Yang, Teacher Chu, you have all been standing here for a day, hurry up and eat the fruit, this is a watermelon just sent by a fruit vendor." Gao Xiaomin walked over with two pieces of watermelon in his hand.

Yang Fan took the watermelon and took a bite, the juice was extremely sweet, nodded, and said, "You go and tell all the students that you have worked hard today, and Teacher Yang invites everyone to go to Tianxianglou for a big meal in the evening." ”

Gao Xiaomin sneered and said, "Teacher Yang, you gave so many medicines for free today, but it made you bleed a lot, so I'll treat you." ”

So many people went to Tianxianglou to eat together, and if there were no 30,000 or 40,000 yuan, they couldn't eat at all.

Chu Yunyun couldn't help but smile, if she told Gao Xiaomin that their teacher Yang was now a billionaire with a net worth of more than 100 million, I don't know if she would believe it, and said, "Classmate Xiaomin, don't fight for a treat." This meal is what you Teacher Yang should have invited, look at how hard you have worked today. ”

When Gao Xiaomin heard Chu Yunyun say this, he no longer insisted, and said with a grin: "I'll tell you what Teacher Yang said." ”

When Gao Xiaomin conveyed Yang Fan's words to the students, the students were all excited when they heard it, and they were all full of energy.

Happened.

At this time, Ling Yuanhong happened to get off work and walked over alone.

"Yang Fan, your performance today is very good, I am happy to see that old guy Song Zimu eaten deflated under you, haha."

"Dean, do you know Professor Song?"

(To be continued)