Since the city doctor can't solve it, after so many days, Zhou Yuan is also in a hurry to go to the doctor. I went to find a TCM hospital.

After all, he is the vice president of the city doctor, and after so many years in Gusu, it is impossible for him to have no connections. The TCM hospital is directly authoritative, an old TCM doctor who has just entered the sixtieth year and is unwilling to retire, and sits in the clinic of the TCM hospital all day long.

He is a famous doctor in the Chinese Medicine Hospital, named Pan Jiaju, and he is also a highly respected expert, and many incurable diseases have been cured by him.

Sitting in the consultation room, he took the pulse of Zhou Yuan's young son and said, "Just prescribe medicine." Hearing such a calm result, Zhou Yuan finally exhaled: "Teacher Pan, my young son's illness has been infused by the city doctor for several days, and it has not improved at all, and the experts have said, let us transfer to the hospital, or directly operate, you can see ......" Pan Jiaju looked calm and showed a kind smile.

He took out a piece of candy from the drawer, peeled it off and put it into Zhou Yuan's young son's mouth, and the child immediately stopped screaming, and was very quiet.

"In my case, just take medicine." He is still this sentence, but for Zhou Yuan, it is a salvation word!

He and his wife breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a big stone in their hearts let go. I didn't see a good illness after several days of infusion in the city doctor, but here Mr. Pan, it is easy to solve!

After all, Zhou Yuan is an expert and a dean, and he knows that his son's tuberculosis problem, and there are results in photos and blood tests.

So he frowned a little: "What kind of medicine does Mr. Pan plan to prescribe for my son?" Pan Jiaju: "Our hospital has a good medicine from Muwu Pharmaceutical for your son, a pair, go back and take it with boiling water, and he will be fine the next day." ”

"Wooden house...... Pharmaceutical ......" Zhou Yuan was stunned, he didn't expect that until now, his son would have to rely on the medicine of Muwu Pharmaceutical to treat his disease.

"Teacher Pan, as far as I know, their medicinal powder seems to only be able to treat common colds, right? My son, this is tuberculosis! Pan Jiaju waved his hand and said, "If I say it's good, he can be good, doesn't Dean Zhou believe me?" Zhou Yuan was stunned.

Immediately shook his head: "Don't dare, don't dare, how dare I not believe you, it's just...... My son is sick, he has tuberculosis. ”

"I know it's tuberculosis, just listen to me, take this medicine, and get better immediately." Pan Jiaju took out the medicine list and handed it to Zhou Yuan, and he asked his wife to pay for the medicine immediately.

When I got it in my hand, I opened the package and saw that it was some medicinal powder. The medicine box also had the registered trademark of Tai Chi Pharmaceutical Factory written on it, and Zhou Yuan fell into a deep groan.

He smiled bitterly, and he had followed Sima Tun to build Tai Chi Pharmaceutical Factory and Muwu Pharmaceutical Factory, and he had something to do with the Mu family.

Now, his youngest son is relying on the medicine of Muwu Pharmaceutical and Taiji Pharmaceutical Factory.

"Husband, does this really work?"

"It doesn't work, just try it." Zhou Yuan sighed. Subsequently, he went home with his wife, took boiling water and brewed medicinal powder and fed it to his young son, and his condition immediately improved.

The child slept soundly in bed, and even snored. Zhou Yuan and his wife didn't sleep all night, and they were all guarding by the side, for fear that their son would cough again and have a high fever.

As a result, there was nothing wrong all night, but the body temperature gradually dropped. Until the next morning, it was just over.

The son called as soon as he got up, and the lady knew that he was hungry, and when he had eaten enough, he was full of energy, and he seemed to no longer see all the malaise he had before.

"Husband, look, Bei Bei is fine, I couldn't even eat before, but I was worried, this medicine is really amazing." Zhou Yuan hugged his wife, and the old couple hugged each other and cried.

"Husband, these days...... I...... I'm too worried. Zhou Yuan comforted: "Isn't it okay, okay, okay, don't cry, I'll go to Teacher Pan's house in a while and thank him!" ”

"Yes, husband, bring the present." Zhou Yuan was still not at ease: "You go with me for a while, hold Beibei, and let Teacher Pan check again to see if the root of the disease is still there." ”

"Oooh!" Later, it was confirmed that their young son was indeed finished. What tuberculosis, a pair of medicines is directly finished.

Looking back, the money spent on the city doctor is hundreds of times that of this medicine. He is the vice president, and although he has many privileges to see a doctor, he still has to go through the hospital's accounts.

How much did the infusion cost these days? Various photos and blood tests, hair with no! But in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, a pair of medicines for more than ten yuan can be finished directly!

Zhou Yuan was very grateful to Pan Jiaju, Pan Jiaju smiled and waved his hand: "Don't thank me, thank you for this medicine, they do have something in Taiji Pharmaceutical Factory, I don't know if Dean Zhou has ever learned about Bian Quemen?" ”

"Bian Que Gate? What is that? Pan Jiaju said with a smile: "They are a beacon in our Chinese medicine world, strictly speaking, the medicine your son drank is the prescription prescribed by the divine doctor of Bian Quemen, which is produced and packaged by Taiji Pharmaceutical Factory." ”

"Bian Que Gate ......" Zhou Yuan remembered this name deeply in his heart. …… The son of the director of the city doctor, Zhou, treated his young son at the city doctor, and the tuberculosis that had not been cured for several days was immediately spread after a pair of medicines were completed in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital.

Many people are asking Zhou Yuan what is going on with this disease.

"Lao Zhou, is that really tuberculosis?"

"Could it be that there was an error in the check?"

"These quacks, let's toss your son to death, let's use the Chinese medicine hospital."

"There are a bunch of wine bags and rice bags in this hospital, Lao Zhou, don't worry about it, go home after finishing your work every day."

"Old Zhou, I heard from the nurses below that Dr. Li decided to tell his brother about your abuse of power, and the Health Bureau is very concerned about this matter...... " Zhou Yuan was silent and remained silent.

He felt a little remorseful, his son's illness was not because of what he did with Sima Tun, and he was retributed by God.

Now it's okay, the quacks at the hospital are going to sue him. Sima Tun was urging him. His son was still tossed like that in the city hospital, and he was not cured.

For these reasons, Zhou Yuan's mentality and position gradually changed.

"Husband, for the sake of Beibei, don't do those things, the third son of the Sima family, his medicines are all fake, no one on the market knows, you are still rushing to help him." Mrs. held her son and persuaded Zhou Yuan at home.

Zhou Yuan didn't say anything, but said impatiently: "Eat your meal, don't worry about work matters, take good care of your son." Mrs. said: "Of course I want to take good care of my son, you can also accumulate some yin virtue for our Beibei, don't get rid of those fake medicines." Zhou Yuan was silent, in fact, he had acquiesced, but he still said strongly: "Shut up, don't say a word!" A few days later, the matter was revealed.