I Can Hear the Heart's Voice of Traditional Chinese Medicine-Chapter 401 - 167: Cultivating Righteous Energy, Training the Vajra Body (8 Vajra Skill Techniques)

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Chapter 401: Chapter 167: Cultivating Righteous Energy, Training the Vajra Body (8 Vajra Skill Techniques)

As he was about to sleep, Ji Xiuwen came out of seclusion.

The first thing he did was rush to Lu Xuan’s room.

"Why didn’t you come back all night yesterday?" he asked as soon as he entered.

"The City First Hospital admitted a patient with a severe heart attack. They used all possible medications and invited many traditional and Western medicine doctors for a consultation, but to no avail. In the end, Old Zhou... acupuncture master Zhou Jiande recommended me, so I went over."

"But did it really require the entire night?"

Lu Xuan explained, "The situation was quite serious. I initially used acupuncture to relieve the patient’s pain, which bought us some time for further treatment. The medicine prescribed was from the Yang Support School..."

"Yang Support School?"

"That’s the Fire God School. The prescription contained a large amount of Aconite, and as you know, if not handled properly, Aconite can not only fail to cure the illness but also cause poisoning. I had to brew the medicine personally, and the patient’s condition was severe. They took two large doses of Aconite within ten hours. How could I not stay?"

"Hiss... That serious?"

Ji Xiuwen was not familiar with the Yang Support School, but he knew about the Fire God School. It was one of the seven major schools of traditional Chinese medicine, something he learned in school. However, compared to Cold Pathogenic Disease, he didn’t know much about the other schools.

Nowadays, most practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine follow the Cold Pathogenic Disease path.

After all, the "Treatise on Cold Pathogenic and Warm Pathogenic Diseases" had a significant impact on later generations of Chinese medicine.

"By the way, you mentioned inviting many traditional and Western medicine doctors for a consultation, who were they to cause such a stir?" Ji Xiuwen asked with a curious expression.

Lu Xuan originally didn’t want to mention Ji Huan, but he knew Ji Xiuwen’s curiosity, and if not explained clearly, he might pester him all night. Without much thought, he replied, "The one in charge of health affairs."

"Which one?"

"From the district?"

"No, the one with the same surname as you."

"The same surname as me..."

Ji Xiuwen thought seriously for a moment, seemed to realize something, then suddenly looked up at Lu Xuan, uncertainly saying, "Deputy Mayor Ji?"

"Yes."

"Damn."

Ji Xiuwen couldn’t help but curse, "No wonder you said many traditional and Western medicine doctors were consulted. If it’s that person, it makes sense."

Although he was a recent graduate, he knew that if something happened to that person at the City First Hospital, it would cause a massive disturbance in Yong City.

"So you didn’t sleep all night?" 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Pretty much."

"Yes, with that person, probably no one would dare to sleep. If something really happened..." Ji Xiuwen couldn’t even imagine.

"Even if it wasn’t that person, we couldn’t sleep!"

Lu Xuan was somewhat speechless at Ji Xiuwen’s train of thought, but he understood his meaning. After all, given that person’s special status, everyone had to take it seriously.

"Seems so." Ji Xiuwen nodded.

If an ordinary patient was that serious, as the attending physician, you couldn’t sleep until the patient was out of life-threatening danger. You had to constantly monitor the patient’s condition.

Some doctors go days and nights without sleep during surgeries, and when they come off the operating table, many are exhausted, with some even collapsing. In rare cases, doctors have been known to die suddenly on the operating table. After all, some major surgeries can last tens of hours.

During a surgery, a doctor can’t just stop halfway to rest, right?

Especially in neurosurgery, it has to be completed in one go without any delay. The longer the surgery, the higher the chance the patient won’t make it off the operating table.

In this regard, Lu Xuan wasn’t wrong in what he said.

No matter the patient’s identity, as a doctor, you must take it seriously.

However, the different statuses and positions do lead to different treatments. The responsibility the attending physician has to bear also varies depending on the situation.

Moreover, as a doctor, your mentality is different when facing ordinary patients versus that person.

"I originally wanted to ask you something, but never mind, you should sleep. I’ll ask tomorrow." Ji Xiuwen said, preparing to leave.

"I might have some errands at the Health Center tomorrow morning. I’ll talk to you in the afternoon."

"What errands?"

"An uncle’s niece with developmental issues, they’ve visited many hospitals to no avail and said it was congenital. They asked me to see if there’s any help from traditional Chinese medicine."

"So you’re going to be working overtime again tomorrow morning?"

"If it’s one person, it shouldn’t take long."

"Do you need me to help?"

"No need, just stay home and review well."

To see Wang Youqing’s niece for growth and development issues, Lu Xuan didn’t plan to have Ji Xiuwen come along. For one thing, the niece was about their age, and too many people would be awkward. It was better for Ji Xiuwen to stay home and review. After all, he had discussed many gastrointestinal issues with Ji Xiuwen this week, which he needed time to fully absorb and make his own.

"Alright, I won’t go then."

Ji Xiuwen knew that the uncle’s niece was likely not young, and it was a matter of growth and development. He wasn’t the attending doctor, and going would make the girl feel awkward, and he would eventually have to leave the consultation room. Rather than that, it would be better to stay home and study. Plus, growth and development weren’t the focus of his medical career path, so going or not made little difference.

However, Ji Xiuwen planned to ask Lu Xuan about it later.

After all, knowing more never hurt.

...

The next day.

It was Sunday.

When Lu Xuan got up, he found Ji Xiuwen wasn’t there. He guessed Ji Xiuwen might have gone down to buy breakfast, so after washing up, he went to the balcony, opened all the windows, and began his morning physical exercises in the rising sunlight.