I Can Hear the Heart's Voice of Traditional Chinese Medicine-Chapter 369 - 157: What Our Ancestors Passed Down Might Work Wonders
"Dr. Lu, is there something going on at home?" Bao Weiya asked with concern.
"Nothing at home, just a little matter at City First Hospital, so I got here late." Lu Xuan explained with a smile.
"Nurse Bao, I’m heading upstairs first."
Lu Xuan waved goodbye to her.
Bao Weiya nodded.
As Lu Xuan went upstairs, a nurse who didn’t know Lu Xuan looked curiously at his back and asked, "Bao Weiya, whose assistant is that? He’s quite good-looking. He’s probably the most handsome assistant I’ve seen since the United South Chinese Medicine Association was established."
"What assistant? He’s actually a doctor at the United South Chinese Medicine Association, on the same level as Elder Huang and the elders." Bao Weiya responded, a bit annoyed.
"What?"
"He’s a doctor at the United South Chinese Medicine Association?"
The nurse was astonished, gazing at the second floor, somewhat lost in thought.
"So young and already invited by the United South Chinese Medicine Association, that’s amazing. Does he have connections?"
"I don’t know about connections, but I heard from the acupuncture department that when Dr. Lu first came last week, he impressed Master Acupuncturist Elder Zhou with his acupuncture skills. You think he relies on connections for the invitation, but I’m telling you, Dr. Lu earned it with his own abilities." Bao Weiya said with a sigh.
Nurse: "..."
Impressing Elder Zhou with acupuncture, doesn’t that mean his internal medicine skills are even more incredible?
The nurse fell into deep self-doubt.
...
On the second floor, Lu Xuan originally planned to say hello to Huang Beishan and Zhang Jingcai, but seeing their doors crowded with patients, he reconsidered. If he went in, they might not let him go, and he would end up seeing their patients himself.
Better to take a nap in the consultation room with that time.
Lu Xuan was already prepared for another quiet day without many patients.
However, before returning to the consultation room, Lu Xuan found Wu Dingzhong, informed him about the situation, and asked him to tell the registration desk to start issuing numbers and activate the number-calling system.
Wu Dingzhong had heard from Huang Beishan about Lu Xuan’s matters. This was Ji Huan’s lifesaver, so Wu Dingzhong dared not take it lightly. He immediately notified the registration desk and invited Lu Xuan to stay for a couple of cups of tea.
Faced with Wu Dingzhong’s invitation, Lu Xuan hesitated and said, "Director Wu, maybe next time, I’m worried there might be patients coming, and I won’t be there."
"It’s alright, I’ve already checked with the registration desk. No one registered under your name for the morning, but there are two or three in the afternoon, probably from your Health Center."
Having said this much, Lu Xuan felt it was impolite to refuse any further, so he stayed for a couple of cups of tea. But just as he sat down, Ji Xiuwen called. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
"You were at City First Hospital all night and didn’t come back?"
"Yeah, there was a situation."
"Come on, you should’ve told me. I was worried all night. I sent you two messages, but you didn’t reply, and when I called, it was always off."
Lu Xuan remembered the plan to bring Ji Xiuwen to the United South Chinese Medicine Association this week, so he explained, "The phone died last night, just charged it in the car. I was going to have you come directly to the United South Chinese Medicine Association, but considering today might be uneventful, I didn’t say anything."
"I’m not in a rush to be your assistant at the United South Chinese Medicine Association; it’s not like it matters in a week or two as long as you’re fine. I’ll hang up now. I’ll revisit those cases you told me about and look over the ’Inner Canon’ today."
"Alright, then take care. I’ll hang up now."
After saying that, Lu Xuan hung up and continued chatting with Wu Dingzhong about some interesting stories of the United South Chinese Medicine Association.
Having been in charge of the United South Chinese Medicine Association for four or five years, Wu Dingzhong knew it inside out. He shared many stories with Lu Xuan that he hadn’t heard outside, and Lu Xuan found them quite fascinating. These were secrets not easily learned from outside.
Their conversation passed an hour unnoticed.
...
At this moment.
At the entrance of the United South Chinese Medicine Association.
Fan Yazi pointed at the six big words of the United South Chinese Medicine Association, both crying and laughing, "Mom, is this the change in hospitals you told me about?"
"Yes." The old lady instinctively nodded.
"I’ve been seeing Western medicine for over a year without improvement. I thought maybe trying Traditional Chinese Medicine, something passed down by our ancestors, might offer unexpected results."
Fan Yazi nearly cried as she said with a mix of emotions, "Last time I registered with Dr. Lu for you, and you didn’t go. Dr. Lu is also a Chinese medicine doctor. You said you wouldn’t see a traditional doctor, claiming if Western medicine didn’t work, how could Chinese medicine? So, you didn’t trust Dr. Lu, right?"
The old lady, exposed by her daughter, felt a bit embarrassed, pouting and sulking like a child, "So what if I didn’t trust him? You can’t blame me. The Dr. Lu you mentioned is only in his twenties. How could I trust him?
Any famous Traditional Chinese Medicine Doctor is at least forty or fifty, even sixty or seventy, not much younger than your mom; some even older. You suddenly tell me to see a Traditional Chinese Medicine doctor in his twenties, how could I go?
I’ve been messed with by those Western doctors for a year. They prescribed so many drugs without effect, even worsening my condition. How could I dare to take risks with other doctors?
