I Can Talk to the Internal Organs-Chapter 68 - 61: If You Know, You Know

"Brother-in-law, where are we going now?"

Wei Jun is currently hesitant to go home, fearing his wife might want a divorce.

Although the honeymoon phase was long over and their child was already in primary school, his wife had taken great care of him over the years, and their relationship had always been good. Wei Jun inwardly did not wish to divorce.

"People’s Hospital." Mao Dawei opened the car door and got in.

"Oh." Wei Jun exhaled in relief.

A few minutes later, Mao Dawei drove to the People’s Hospital. With the help of a director, Wei Jun was able to have an ultrasound without waiting in line.

More than an hour later, the results were out.

After scanning the code and obtaining the images, Wei Jun felt as if he had been plunged into an ice cave upon seeing the words on the examination report.

"How many gallstones are there?" Mao Dawei took the examination report from Wei Jun’s hands.

Hu Yaoyuan, standing by, was a bit puzzled, "What, did you know it was gallstones before coming here?"

Mao Dawei nodded.

Hu Yaoyuan exclaimed, "Then why did you come to the hospital for an examination, isn’t this a waste of money?"

Mao Dawei smiled bitterly, "I just wanted to see it with my own eyes, after all, my brother-in-law was diagnosed by a Chinese medicine practitioner from pulse diagnosis."

Hu Yaoyuan was immediately surprised, "Hey, isn’t that strange? Just days ago, Director Feng from the digestive department also mentioned a patient who had gallstones diagnosed by a Chinese medicine practitioner. Could it be the same practitioner you encountered?"

Mao Dawei was also curious, "How’s that person doing?"

Hu Yaoyuan replied, "Still under observation in the hospital, to see if it’s better to conserve the gallbladder and extract the stones or opt for a cholecystectomy."

Mao Dawei frowned, "That shouldn’t be, I’ve met that Chinese medicine practitioner, and they’re really skilled."

Hu Yaoyuan laughed, "Come on, that practitioner didn’t treat anyone. Initially, when Director Feng heard about such an expert, he immediately advised the patient’s family to seek conservative Chinese medicine treatment. But when they learned the patient hadn’t taken any medicine beforehand and the condition worsened, they refused treatment altogether."

"This matter spread throughout their digestive department. It’s said that the Chinese medicine practitioner is from our local Jianghan. I really want to meet them someday to see if they’re as amazing as the rumors."

Mao Dawei wondered, "Do you all trust Chinese medicine that much?"

Hu Yaoyuan smiled, "Of course, Chinese medicine indeed has an advantage over Western medicine in internal medicine. It’s a well-recognized fact in the medical community, though it’s quite challenging to master. And who says that learning Western medicine means opposing Chinese medicine? Many bigwigs in the medical community highly recognize Chinese medicine. It’s just those idle people online who irrationally criticize it."

"Of course, not everyone has this mindset. Some experts still hold a skeptical attitude towards Chinese medicine. However, after these past two or three years, many who initially viewed it with hostility have started to change their opinion. Hospitals, like ours, have relied on Chinese medicine for prevention with very effective results."

Mao Dawei realized, "No wonder during the outbreak, you sent me some Chinese medicine. I was puzzled why a Western doctor would give me Chinese medicine."

Hu Yaoyuan laughed, "Hahaha, pity there was too little medicine back then, and I could only give you a bit. At that time, all the public hospitals nationwide were taking Chinese medicine for prevention."

Mao Dawei was puzzled, "Why didn’t they give us ordinary people some as well? We had no information at all, and the internet was flooded with news of miracle drugs abroad."

Hu Yaoyuan pursed his lips and smiled, "Well, you can figure it out yourself. I can only tell you there is no such one-pill cure in the world, and even if it exists, it wouldn’t be sold to you."

"Let’s not talk about this anymore. Given your current situation, I suggest trying Chinese medicine first. If it doesn’t work, surgery is not too late. After all, you’re currently hospitalized for observation."

Mao Dawei laughed, "Okay, Old Hu, thank you. I’ll treat you to a meal another day."

Hu Yaoyuan patted Mao Dawei on the shoulder, "Hey, no need to be so polite. No need for a meal, I’m on a diet. Let’s go fishing together when we have time."

Mao Dawei responded, "That won’t be a problem."

Hu Yaoyuan smiled, "Well, I’ve got things to do back in the department, so I won’t be accompanying you any further."

Mao Dawei nodded, and then he and Wei Jun left the hospital together.

...

"Dr. Lu, my belly has gone down!!!"

At Lu’s Clinic, not long after Mao Dawei and the others left, Xue Yiyi burst in.

She excitedly rushed to Lu Jiu, her face full of joy.

Can you imagine the feelings of a young unmarried woman having to deal with a beer belly every day?

Now, not only has Xue Yiyi’s belly shrunk by half, but even her slightly bulging back seems to have slimmed down.

A few days ago, she was a girl with a bit of a stocky build, but now, although not slim, she looks much better than before.

Most importantly, her mindset has shifted.

Now, Xue Yiyi clearly has more confidence than when she first arrived, and this newfound confidence adds to her beauty and aura.

"You should have been exercising recently, right?" Lu Jiu smiled and asked.

"Yeah, yeah, I now dance with Qiao Ling for over an hour every day. Although I haven’t lost much weight these past days, my body shape has changed a lot. Plus, I used to feel drained doing anything, but after taking the medicine and having moxibustion from Qiao Ling for two days, I feel so comfortable after exercising!" Xue Yiyi said, her smile as wide as ever.

"That’s because you have a lot of dampness in your body. Although it doesn’t weigh much, it makes your body feel heavy, like you said, you felt exhausted doing anything. Once it’s expelled, your body naturally feels lighter, and it’s easier to move, which is beneficial for exercise and weight loss," Lu Jiu explained.

"But my medicine is finished." Xue Yiyi remarked.

"I’ll take your pulse to see how your body is doing now, then adjust your medication," Lu Jiu smiled.

"Adjust the medication? Isn’t that unnecessary? I thought the previous one was pretty good," Xue Yiyi said.

Lu Jiu couldn’t help but laugh, "When I say adjust the medication, I don’t mean changing it like you think. It’s just making some adds and tweaks to the original prescription. Think about it, your current physical condition is clearly different from a few days ago. If I use the same prescription, won’t the medicine be too strong? By modifying it to match your current condition, you can maintain this recovery pace and gradually balance your body."

This is what Chinese medicine refers to as individualized prescriptions.

Of course, this "individualized prescription" doesn’t mean the Chinese medicine doctor has to create a new prescription from scratch based on the patient’s condition. Instead, it means being flexible within the classical formulas, adhering to their principle and adjusting as needed.

The same classical formula can be transformed into multiple prescriptions. It involves a deep underlying logic, and it’s challenging for anyone without decades of Chinese medicine expertise to create new prescriptions bypassing the classical texts.

Among those Lu Jiu knew who could create prescriptions rivaling ancient formulas, there seemed to only be the esteemed Mr. Li from Xishan Province.

His Heart-saving Decoction was not inferior to any classical formula. However, after Mr. Li’s passing, it’s unknown if any other Chinese medicine practitioner dares prescribe this formula.

"Oh, so that’s how it works!"

Xue Yiyi understood. It’s like needing to take two cold pills before, but now only needing one.

"Alright, Dr. Lu, take my pulse!" Xue Yiyi sat down and extended her hand.

Just as Lu Jiu placed his hand on Xue Yiyi’s arm, a voice came from the clinic’s entrance.

"Dr. Lu..."

Turning to look, Lu Jiu saw it was the mother and son from the previous day.

Chen Wei entered the clinic, joy written all over her face, "Dr. Lu, my son... my son is starting to say he’s hungry..."