After watching Lao Zhang finish drinking the Seven Fresh Soup and regain hope, Yang Fan was also full of expectations for the next treatment.

Seeing that the time was not early, Yang Fan explained to the woman the matters that should be paid attention to in cooking medicine and medicine, and then left this small and warm home and came to live in a hotel not far away.

Yang Fan, who was lying on the bed, looked at the ceiling and thought about the next treatment plan.

Lao Zhang's condition was far more serious than he imagined, and even his condition was more serious than that well-behaved little girl in the hospital, he was like an oil lamp, with only the last faint flame left.

And Yang Fan's Seven Fresh Soup, in addition to being like a pair of big hands protecting the flame of this oil lamp from being extinguished. It's hard to get this street lamp back to its brightly lit light before.

"Acupuncture?" Yang Fan was lying on the bed, and suddenly thought of the acupuncture in primary medicine he had learned, and also thought of the principle of acupuncture, because the effect of acupuncture is to strengthen the foundation and increase immunity. However, Yang Fan quickly gave up, because Lao Zhang's body after chemotherapy and imported drugs was completely unsuitable for acupuncture, thinking of this, Yang Fan once again remembered the diagnosis process on Lao Zhang's medical record that only knew "blood sucking", and was even more silent.

While Yang Fan was racking his brains to find a way, Mr. Qi Lian was also observing the symptoms of the little girl in the ward. Compared with Yang Fan, he doesn't have too much fear, but is bold and careful in treatment.

In one day of Yang Fan's absence, Mr. Qi Lian adjusted the formula five times, and each time he changed the dosage based on his own experience.

Similarly, in these five debuggings, the person who tested the medicine each time was Mr. Qi Lian himself.

His spirit of specialization and the courage to test poison made the heart of both Chinese and Western medicine who cooperated with him in this hospital full of admiration.

They don't have the courage to pay such a price for the medicine they once loved. In their eyes, the hospital job they are working in now is no longer the ideal of saving lives and helping the wounded, but has slowly become an enviable job with a salary.

This is also the real reason why modern medicine has developed rapidly in addition to instruments and medicines, but it has not been able to develop in personal technology and empirical medicine.

Today's doctors don't have the same perception as before.

This also made them look at Mr. Qi Lian and couldn't think of anything other than admiration.

When Mr. Qilian tried the medicine himself, Yang Fan couldn't withstand the fatigue of the journey, and fell asleep on the bed.

Today, he had another rare dream.

In his dream, he rarely returned to the afternoon when he had an indissoluble bond with Chinese medicine.

At that time, he experienced Dr. An's deception to the owner of the noodle shop, and suspected that there was something wrong with the medical skills he had redeemed. However, after he saw Lin Wanting's injury, why did he still choose to use traditional Chinese medicine to solve Lin Wanting's scar at that time.

This kind of somewhat unreasonable doubt made Yang Fan, who was now thinking carefully, fall into contemplation in his dream.

Could it be that it was a prescription problem? Yang Fan in the dream suddenly thought of this.

The prescription he gave to the noodle shop owner before was copied from his original memory, and when he matched the prescription to Lin Wanting, he carried out more advanced medicinal materials matching and improvement.

This kind of innovation to improve the integrity of the prescription with the knowledge of the new era and more comprehensive medicinal materials is the first step for him to begin to trust himself.

Originally, Yang Fan didn't sleep deep enough, but thinking of this, he woke up directly from his sleep, looked at his seven fresh soup medicinal materials, compared the medicines with the same medicinal properties in his memory, and boldly matched them again.

This night, not only Yang Fan and Mr. Qi Lian were debugging leukemia specific drugs in their own ways.

Doctor An is also improving the previous prescription, after experiencing the targeted incident, Doctor An inexplicably has a kind of pressure, his prescription is stolen from Yang Fan, and he understands that he stole Yang Fan's prescription, Yang Fan must know. Although Yang Fan did not specify this matter, Dr. An was not stupid, he understood that if he didn't add something of his own to the prescription, then in the future, when something happened again, he would be at a loss to find Yang Fan to confirm whether the prescription was right or wrong.

Yang Fan, Dr. An, and Mr. Qi Lian treat medical skills in a way that is actually like the three situations of Chinese medicine now.

Which three situations are that young people are not afraid of tigers when they are newborn calves, and they are bent on innovating and improving medical skills from the framework of traditional Chinese medicine, leaving the inheritance and middle-aged people who are afraid of life pressure, only caring about long-term interests and ignoring the development of medicine, and only want to use the medical skills of their ancestors to make a fortune. And in the end, the old doctor looked down on life but was constrained by reason and morality, and blindly believed that he couldn't get out.

These three medical attitudes of going out, walking in, and not going out, which one is what modern medicine needs?

The answer to this question may or may not be any.

Traditional Chinese medicine, if there is no accident, should also follow that oil lamp, and be eliminated by modern science in decades, hundreds of years. But now, Yang Fan is doing his best to care for Lao Zhang's faint flame with his big hands.

After a night of whimsy, all three of them came up with a new recipe for their hearts.

Yang Fan, Dr. An, and Mr. Qi Lian all came to the patients who were waiting for them, and they all took out their new prescriptions for special medicines, and watched them drink them slowly, quietly waiting for their reactions.

Soon, there were no adverse reactions to the patients in front of them, and they took the patients to do a new physical examination.

After they received the medical report, they all got the results they wanted.

After looking at these desired results, they all found the direction they wanted to study, and walked on calmly.

"As long as you keep taking medicine and then cooperate with the doctor's treatment and follow-up, you should have an 80% chance of curing your disease. Yang Fan re-contacted a good public hospital for Lao Zhang, and because the hospital was found by the minister of health and the president of traditional Chinese medicine, the daily consumption fee here is very low.

Looking at Lao Zhang's grateful gaze that had regained hope, Yang Fan smiled from the bottom of his heart.

He is now ready to go back and continue to update the novel, believing that he can write a different novel after being exposed to Lao Zhang's experience.

These three people, from different angles, made a special Chinese medicine to prolong the lives of those patients, under the promotion of the Chinese Medicine Association and the Ministry of Health, slowly fermented, in just one day, spread the entire Internet at an unimaginable speed, so that those who once looked down on Chinese medicine were speechless and felt their faces hot.