Late at night. Jian Yuying yawned, but she didn't fall asleep, still swiping her phone hard.

It's twelve o'clock. She refreshed the page again, and something new immediately appeared.

"Hang out the number of expert free clinics! It's still a TCM department! Her face was full of joy, she didn't read the profile at all, and ordered an appointment as soon as possible.

"The appointment was successful." The system's prompt popped up. Jian Yuying breathed a sigh of relief.

She has been waiting for more than half a month, and finally waited for this opportunity.

Renhe Hospital's expert free clinics are well-known throughout Beijing.

It's not that it's really free, it's just that people don't aim for profit at all.

Not only does it cost money to register, but also the cost of medicine and treatment, that is, the cost price.

With the addition of the medical insurance co-ordination part, there is very little for individuals to bear.

Jian Yuying is really poor for money. It's been eight years, and the illness has dragged on for eight years, and the money spent is like running water.

She retired to home early, relying only on a pension of more than 4,000 yuan per month, not to mention supporting two people, plus her daughter Xiaowan's monthly medical expenses.

As time went on and the disease progressed, the cost of medicine gradually increased.

Similarly, the cost of water and electricity, the cost of living, is also rising year by year.

Kyoto is not easy. This is especially true for her, a single mother with a sick daughter.

After so many years, she has long understood that Xiaowan's illness cannot be cured at all, and can only continue to deteriorate.

I only hope that tomorrow the expert can help her regulate her body, at least let her eat every day and not be so sad, and sleep peacefully for a few days.

Meng Wen went upstairs as usual and went to his third expert consultation room.

As he walked, he stopped. How could the door of the No. 1 specialist office on the other side of the stairs be open?

On the fifth floor of Renhe Hospital, the entire floor is dedicated to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and in addition to the flat consultation, there are also three specialist clinics.

The clinic is specially used to receive patients, and expert consultation is no exception, and it is certainly not unusual to open the door.

However, the consultation room of experts in each department is for the board members and honorary members of the medical association to sit in the clinic, and it is not open on weekdays.

In the first consultation room of the experts of the Chinese medicine department, in addition to Mr. Su Yuzhang and Mr. Su Da, who sit for a few days a month, Mr. Zhu Liangxue and Mr. Zhu come a little more.

Of course, Zhou Jishen and Zhou Guoshou, as well as several other Xinglin national players in the Medical Association, will definitely take a few days out to come to the free clinic every year.

But overall, the clinic was closed for a long time and opened for a short time.

Who's coming today? Meng Wen was a little puzzled.

If it wasn't the beginning of the month, it couldn't be Mr. Da Su. Mr. Zhu only came to the clinic for two days last week, and it can't be him.

Zhou Guoshou and other big bulls have already had free clinics this year, and they are only busier at the end of the year, and it is unlikely that they will pour out time again.

He became more and more curious, and deliberately took two steps to the first consultation room of the specialist, and glanced at it diagonally, but there was only a cleaning aunt inside, who was tidying up the table.

"Today, someone is going to come to the clinic?" He asked.

"Yes, Dr. Meng, the medical office told me to pack up quickly, and the expert will be there soon!" The aunt naturally recognized Meng Wen.

"Who did you say?"

"I don't know, I just heard that it's a female expert, didn't you deliberately put a vase of flowers on it?"

Only then did Meng Wen notice that there was a bottle of flowers with a very elegant color on the windowsill.

Female experts? This session of the Council of the Medical Association, plus the existing honorary members, there are not no female doctors in the middle, but there are really no experts in the direction of Chinese medicine.

I can't say the same, didn't there be a new female honorary member yesterday? As a subordinate hospital of the Medical Association, Renhe Hospital is also a senior member of the Association, so he has naturally heard of it.

Zhou Guoshou's disciples, there are famous teachers who will naturally have high apprentices, which is completely understandable.

Thinking back then, his mentor was also like this everywhere, always mentioning a little, eager to pave his own road to a flat river, he still thinks about it now, and he is still grateful.

Thinking about it this way, it is also the right thing for the new honorary member to come over for a few days as usual, but he didn't expect it before.

Just as he was thinking, he heard the laughter of Dean Xiang Yuan at the end of the corridor. He was walking towards a young woman.

Meng Wen turned his head sharply and went to his own office.

Understanding is understanding, but I still feel a bit of a joke.

Renhe's specialist clinic has always represented the highest level of the department, at least before that, there has never been an exception.

But after today, it's hard to say.

At such a young age, he has not had time to devote himself to practicing medical skills, and it is not a good thing to be suddenly praised so highly.

It's not that Meng Wen is conceited, his clinical experience and understanding of more than 40 years of medical practice are definitely not comparable to young people in their twenties.

On paper, I finally feel shallow, and I never know that I have to do it.

It is impossible to integrate what you have learned without years of practice.

Even if it is Zhou Jishen himself, he can't do it at this age, let alone his student.

I only hope that she can be cautious, carefully prescribe dialectically, don't miss the patient's life, don't fall into the name of the teacher, and don't smash the gold-lettered signboard of Renhe expert free consultation.

"It's been hard for you these past few days." Xiang Yuan's confidence is much stronger than Meng Wen's.

He smiled and sent Tao Le to the door of the clinic: "If you need anything, just say it, don't be polite!" ”

Tao Le responded, saw him leave, and then turned back to the consultation room.

The information management system of Renhe Hospital is similar to that of the First Hospital.

Tao Le used Xiang Yuan to log in to her new account, and when she saw that there were many people who had registered, she called the number.

The patient, a 40-year-old woman accompanied by her husband, reported that she had coronary heart disease, often had heart failure and shortness of breath, and had chest tightness, palpitations, shortness of breath and breathlessness while waiting for treatment.

Tao Le looked at her seriously. The patient is visibly nervous, breathing is slightly rapid, and his teeth are biting the lower half of his lip, but his lips are not cyanotic.

Because of his very good ear strength, Tao Le does not need a stethoscope, and can hear the patient's heart rhythm is neat, the heartbeat is not fast, the breath sounds of both lungs are clear, and there is no murmur at all, which is not at all like the appearance of coronary heart disease.

"Let's get a pulse." Tao Le thought for a while and said.

The patient suddenly lowered her head, her face looked pained, her teeth clenched her lower lip, unable to move or speak.

Tao Le could hear it clearly, her heartbeat and breathing had not changed much, and she shouldn't have reacted so much.

The husband on the side immediately took out a small yellow medicine bottle - nitroglycerin from his pocket, poured one out very skillfully, and was about to feed her to take it.

"Wait a minute." Tao Le stopped him.

(End of chapter)