Li Haibo finished a day of surgery and returned home. He sat on the sofa and rubbed his temples, feeling a little tired.
She suddenly remembered that it was the first day of her internship in Jiangzhou and wanted to call to ask about the situation.
Suddenly, her phone rang.
"Hello, Director Li!"
Zhao Han's passionate voice came from the phone.
" There was a patient today. The specialist consulted for a long time but there was no result. Your junior brother, Xiaojiang…"
Li Haibo suddenly sat up straight, no longer sleepy.
"W-what? Did you get Old Guo's approval?"
……
"Good! Sure!"
Ten minutes later, he hung up.
Li Haibo's expression was unusually excited. He slammed the armrest of the sofa, giving his wife, who was preparing to make tea, a fright.
"Why are you so shocked?"
" Jiang Zhou, this kid." Li Haibo laughed heartily." When he was learning Chinese medicine with the old master, his talent was mediocre. He was even inferior to me!"”
"I didn't expect the standard of alternative medicine to be so outstanding now. It's even better than the old master's!”
"Could it be that this kid is hiding his strength?!”
"Looks like we can't let him give up on studying and continue to fight on the path of alternative medicine. I believe he will have great achievements in the future!”
When Li Haibo's wife heard this, she was also quite gratified. She said,"If Little Jiang can have a future, we can finally have an explanation to the old man.”
"You're busy today and don't have time. You must call him over for dinner tomorrow.”
"How dare you let him eat in the canteen on his first day?”
"Haha, I'll call this kid home tomorrow and give him a good welcome!" Li Haibo laughed.”
……
At the single apartment one kilometer away from the Provincial People's Hospital.
It was a clean and tidy house with one bedroom and one living room.
Through the window, one could see the colorful night scenery by the river.
Li Haibo had helped Jiang Zhou rent this unique apartment. He had even paid more than 20,000 yuan for half a year.
This bit of money was nothing to Li Haibo.
However, for Jiang Zhou, a poor intern doctor, it was a huge expense.
The old man was poor all his life. After he passed away, he did not leave any inheritance to Jiang Zhou, except for a dilapidated old house.
With Jiangzhou's current salary of 3000 yuan per month, it was not enough to pay Li Haibo's rent for the time being.
Although Li Haibo repeatedly emphasized that he did not need to pay back the money, Jiang Zhou still felt embarrassed. He thought that he would still have to pay back the money in the future.
Jiang Zhou brewed a cup of tea and slowly sipped it.
Jiang Zhou was deeply moved by today's case.
Without the top-notch ability of Chinese medicine given by the system, Jiang Zhou would not have been able to find the cause of the disease in a short period of time with his experience in Western medicine in his previous life.
It was estimated that this patient would be delayed by the tests until he was admitted to the intensive care unit. As for whether he could escape from the danger, it was still unknown.
However, from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, by taking the pulse, the words "damp-heat conflict" could easily explain the cause of the disease.
After the right medicine was given, the patient's pain was easily alleviated.
The gap between the Chinese and the Western was so huge.
It was not that Chinese medicine was far superior to Western medicine, but Chinese medicine did have effective methods for certain diseases.
This strengthened Jiangzhou's determination to walk the path of traditional Chinese medicine.
The situation of Chinese medicine in Xia country was not optimistic. With the departure of the older generation of Chinese medicine masters, the successors could not keep up.
At present, there were no more than one hand in the entire country that could truly be called a "national expert".
Jiang Zhou felt extremely regretful about this.
Could it be that the thousands of years of Chinese medicine in Xia country were going to slowly disappear?
This was an ending that Jiang Zhou did not want to see!
Now that he had the systematic inheritance of Chinese medicine and the influence of his predecessor, Jiang Zhou had made a decision.
He had to do his best to promote the Chinese medicine culture in his limited time.
……
The next day.
Jiang Zhou woke up an hour earlier and walked to the hospital as a form of exercise.
He also finished his breakfast on the way.
After arriving at the hospital, he went to the changing room, changed into his white coat, hung up his internship card, and went to the office to report to Zhao Han.
Zhao Han was in a good mood when he saw Jiang Zhou.
"Alright, young people have to learn how to endure hardship. You came right after I entered the office.”
"You have the vitality of a young man!"
Zhao Han patted Jiang Zhou on the shoulder.
Jiang Zhou waited for Zhao Han's instructions. Usually, interns who had just arrived at the Emergency Department would do odd jobs in the Emergency Hall, such as picking up patients, getting reports, preparing equipment, and connecting with other departments.
After yesterday's incident, Jiang Zhou was naturally promoted by Zhao Han.
In the future, he could follow Zhao Han and receive ward rounds.
This way, he would be able to come into contact with more patients and learn more.
With Jiang Zhou's strength, there was no need for him to study.
Right now, the most important thing for Jiang Zhou was to interact with more patients and slowly accumulate experience.
At present, Jiang Zhou's interface, skills, and abilities were all full. Fighting monsters and leveling up was the only point that could be improved.
Age was Jiang Zhou's fatal weakness.
Especially in Chinese medicine, who would dare to say that they were proficient in Chinese medicine before they reached the age of 60?
It was nine o'clock in the morning, the usual time for ward rounds.
Zhao Han led the team, followed by five or six people in white coats. Along the way, he attracted a lot of attention.
When the nurses saw Zhao Han, they greeted him politely.
Many patients also greeted Zhao Han.
After putting on the white coat, at this moment, it was as if there was a halo around him, and he had a sense of pride in his glorious profession.
Zhao Han intended to nurture Jiang Zhou, so he let him come into contact with more patients in advance.
However, it wasn't good to favor one over the other, so Li Ze Long, who had started his internship earlier than Jiang Zhou, was also " groomed ".
Li Ze Long, who was at the back of the team, swallowed his saliva. This time, he had picked it up.
With Jiang Zhou's help, he had to do odd jobs for a full year before he could follow the teacher to do ward rounds.
Now that it had been brought forward, how impressive!
Hugging Jiangzhou's thigh was so nice!
Li Ze Long straightened his back and felt the gazes of the nurses around him. It felt so good!
Jiang Zhou looked at Li Ze Long and shook his head.
Li Ze Long had already experienced this stage in his previous life, and it was an even more glorious halo.
Jiang Zhou was as calm as water now.
There were also three doctors from the Emergency Department who were making ward rounds. They were all in their thirties. Their faces were filled with the confidence and arrogance of doctors, and they walked like the wind.
The three of them would inadvertently look at Jiang Zhou.
Jiang Zhou's miraculous performance yesterday, coupled with the influence of Old Guo and a few other specialists, Jiang Zhou's name had gradually spread on the hospital's intranet.
These three emergency doctors had graduated from famous medical universities and had received a rigorous western medical education.
Chinese medicine?
Look, hear, ask, and feel?
Yin and Yang?
In their hearts, there was a big question mark.
They were more inclined to believe that Jiang Zhou's incident was a lucky hit.
If alternative medicine was really that powerful, then their Provincial People's Hospital would not only have four alternative medicine departments.
He did not know how lucky these two intern doctors were to be able to perform ward rounds with the department director!
Zhao Han only asked about the general condition of the patients. The three emergency doctors under him had the ability to diagnose independently.
Looking at the specific data and asking about the specific condition was still the work of the three attending physicians. Zhao Han was watching from the side to ensure that nothing went wrong.
"Little Jiang, you can touch and diagnose every patient to see if the conclusion of Chinese and Western medicine matches.”
"It's just a pulse check. It won't take much time.”
Zhao Han said to Jiang Zhou with a smile.
The three emergency doctors could not remain calm when they heard this!
During their internship with Zhao Han, they were not allowed to touch the equipment, let alone the patients.
Li Ze Long swallowed hard. It was the first time in the hospital that so many patients were being trained by intern doctors!
Those who didn't know better would think that Jiang Zhou was the son of the hospital director!
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