Chapter 67: The Retrograde Stubborn Old School

"Doctor Lu, have you always charged like this?" Wei Jun asked.

"yes, what's wrong?" Lu Jiu asked.

"So how do you make money? Nine dollars and five dollars of medicine are not enough for shipping. Wei Jun said.

Lu Jiu smiled, "This is just the money for a pair of medicines, if you prescribe a week's amount like the hospital, you will have to spend sixty-six yuan and five, which is not cheap." ”

Is it?

That's really expensive enough, Wei Jun couldn't laugh or cry.

Drip!

After scanning the code successfully, Wei Jun left the hospital with his wife after paying the medical bills.

When he walked out of the medical hall, he didn't forget to complain to his wife that Lu Jiu, the doctor, was too sincere, even if the medical expenses were doubled, he felt that it was very reasonable, and it was too outrageous to not exceed a hundred.

If Chinese medicine is so cheap, then who is going to do it, why don't you need money these days?

Not to mention cars and houses, as long as you live in the city, you will lose a lot of money when you open your eyes.

Traditional Chinese medicine is just a profession, so why limit yourself to death?

In the economy and society, it really doesn't hurt for Chinese medicine to charge a little more money.

In the medical hall, Lu Jiu recalled Wei Jun's slightly pitiful eyes just now, and couldn't help but shake his head.

He has seen this kind of look more than once these days, and every time he reports his medical bills, the patient will be surprised, as if it is a very undesirable thing for him to collect less money.

Lu Jiu was very grateful that these patients did not instinctively feel that Chinese medicine should be cheap, but his price really did not let him starve to death.

Now there are still relatively few patients, and Lu Jiu doesn't make much money, but after the fame starts, the number of patients increases, and the diagnosis fee alone is enough for him to receive a soft hand, and the cost of medicinal materials is really nothing.

Therefore, not only will he not starve to death, but he can also make a small profit, of course, pointing to the wealth of Chinese medicine, making money that cannot be spent in two or several lifetimes, that is not Lu Jiu's pursuit.

What's more, is it true that Chinese medicine is so lonely because it can't make money?

Or, if you can make a fortune by studying Chinese medicine, then is the original intention of learning Chinese medicine really for patients?

More than 100 years ago, the dilemma faced by traditional Chinese medicine was not as simple as having no money, and under countless oppressions, what could still survive?

It's curative!

If there is no curative effect, if it is just a placebo, Chinese medicine has long been submerged in the dust of history, where is Lu Jiu's turn to open a medical center here?

Yes, having money can indeed make Chinese medicine better, even in some hospitals now, many Chinese medicine doctors have registration fees ranging from three to five hundred to thousands, and such Chinese medicine practitioners do earn more money than many Western doctors.

Lu Jiu never felt that there was anything wrong with this, people had this ability, and it was appropriate to pay for their time and energy to get paid.

However, it is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, so it should also be human nature to sacrifice oneself for righteousness.

It can't be said that most doctors cater to the market economy, and it is abnormal for a small number of doctors not to cater to it, which is a bit too overbearing, right?

Lu Jiu wants to be that handful of people, he doesn't want to enter the market economy, and finally be coerced by the market, forced to make a choice between wealth and morality, and when all Chinese medicine compromises with money, then the day of the revival of Chinese medicine is just the day when Chinese medicine completely dies out.

Because Chinese medicine at that time was likely to become another medical butcher's knife on the necks of ordinary people.

This may be Lu Jiu's unfounded worries, even if he charges a little more money, it's fine, but he has studied history and knows that any powerful organization and individual will first collapse from within, if his initial charging standard is not based on patients, then one day, he will reasonably add fees due to various cost reasons.

That man said that the only way to stay strong is to constantly revolutionize yourself!

Medical expenses are the foundation of Lu Jiu's survival, and they are also the alarm bell that Lu Jiu has set for himself!

If most of the current Chinese medicine practitioners are advanced elements who are catching up with the times, then Lu Jiu is the retrograde stubborn old school.

Lu Jiu didn't know how many companions Lu Jiu had along the way, and it didn't matter.

From the time he chose to return to his hometown and inherit this small broken medical hall, Lu Jiu had already made all the preparations.

He didn't want to spend his whole life in a tall old man's hospital to serve a group of old men, he wanted to return to the masses and be a small village Chinese medicine doctor.

Or the name barefoot doctor is more appropriate.

"Excuse me, here...... Is it Dr. Luk's medical clinic? ”

As soon as Lu Jiu finished combing Xiao Bald's hair, a woman came to the door, she didn't walk in, she just stood at the door covering her stomach, leaning against the door frame with a pale face, and one foot seemed to be a little inconvenient.

"Yes, what's the matter with you?" Lu Jiu asked.

Du Ran said weakly, "I, my stomach hurts......"

Stomach ache?

Is it a gastrointestinal problem, or a menstrual problem?

Lu Jiu hurriedly stepped forward to help the woman in and carefully let her sit on the stool.

After Du Ran sat down, he hunched over, his right hand kept covering his stomach, his left hand was pillowed on the table, and his head leaned up weakly, and the whole person seemed to be a little prostrate.

"You...... Forget it, I'll take your pulse first. Seeing Du Ran's painful appearance, Lu Jiu probably didn't have much of a mood to speak, so he directly grabbed her wrist and began to check her pulse.

He has seen a lot of patients with stomach pain these days, and presumably this patient was also introduced by an acquaintance.

The fingertips were pressed against Du Ran's skin, and Lu Jiu's mind was filled with all kinds of sounds.

"Lung Jin, not well?" Spleen asked.

"Nonsense, this external evil is too difficult to clean up, it's like it is attached to the large intestine, liver wood, hurry up and leak it." Lung Jin urged.

"I'm doing it, what to urge, this thing is not easy to deal with, it's too destructive, I'll urge you again!" Liver Wood Road.

"Why did the external evil invade all of a sudden, and it went directly to the large intestine, did it come from the spleen?" Renal waterways.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, I don't feel it at all!" Spleen tract.

"Lung Kim should know, right?" Renal waterways.

"From outside." Golden Duct of the Lung.

“…… If you say that, you don't say it. "Kidney waterways.

External evils, pain in the large intestine, stomach......

It's not a problem with the spleen and stomach, it's not a problem with menstruation, the woman is holding her right lower abdomen again, and her feet seem to be arched, is it ......

Lu Jiu immediately let go, squatted down, grabbed the woman's right leg, and then gently pressed it about an inch below her feet.

"Ah!!!h

Du Ran was still lying on the table without saying a word, but when Lu Jiu pressed it like this, she suddenly screamed in pain.

"You...... Dry! Miscellaneous! What!? Du Ran gritted his teeth and looked at Lu Jiu angrily.

Lu Jiu didn't speak, just quickly took out a milli needle from the drawer, and then lifted Du Ran's trouser leg up with a brush, and a needle instantly pierced her three miles and an inch away, here is a strange acupoint, called the appendix acupoint.

"You are really bold, you dare to come to me with acute appendicitis, what if the intestine ruptures and turns to peritonitis?"