Chapter 110 Doctors and Pharmacopoeia

The whole place was silent, everyone was calmed down by Xu Yang.

Even Professor He was speechless for a while. At this moment, he seemed to feel that the young man next to him was no longer the humble student he knew before.

Xu Yang is not old and has little experience.

There were only a few people in the room who were younger than him, and the others were all older than him.

Especially there are so many department directors here. These people are the mainstay and leading cadres in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Not to mention Professor He, a provincial expert university professor.

But there were so many people in the audience, but they were suppressed by Xu Yang's momentum alone.

No one even dared to speak.

Don't blame Xu Yang for being angry, he was really angry.

A patient like this really wouldn't have been dragged to this point. If he had dared to use spicy and hot medicine earlier, opened the ice to thaw, opened the door to chase away the thieves, and warded off evil spirits, the patient would have been given to him ten years ago when he got sick. Cured.

Even if it has been delayed until now, when the patient was hospitalized in the provincial capital seven months ago, he was given a large dose of Wu Fu Zhi medicine, and he could still be thawed with ice.

Why delay it until now, in such a critical condition?

The patient was tortured to death by the pain.

The patient's family members were also tortured to the point of suffering.

Isn't this the doctor's responsibility?

Xu Yang was so angry that he couldn't suppress his anger all of a sudden. He looked over one by one with a calm face. Although Xu Yang has very little qualifications in reality, his mentality has long been different from that of a young doctor.

When he got angry, he didn't care about so much. It was not like there were no experts who had been scolded by him in the past. He stared at the crowd and said: "Don't think that this kind of critical illness has nothing to do with Chinese medicine. Let me tell you, this is the responsibility of Chinese medicine! "

"Don't think that Western medicine inviting you for consultation is just a formality. You must take up this responsibility and treat critical and serious diseases. Traditional Chinese medicine never lags behind others."

"If you don't dare to take up this responsibility, the patient will lie in the hospital bed waiting to die. If you don't dare to take up this responsibility, Chinese medicine will always be criticized as a slow doctor and a health medicine!"

"If you don't dare to take up this responsibility, the experience of rescuing acute and severe cases accumulated by our ancestors and sages through countless hardships will be completely in vain. If you don't dare to take up this responsibility, Chinese medicine will always be half-dead!"

Xu Yang scolded him.

The whole place was as silent as a chill.

Cao Dahua and the patient's wife also looked at the young doctor blankly.

It was obvious that Xu Yang was so young and had very little qualifications, but when he cursed people, everyone felt embarrassed from the bottom of their hearts, and they did not dare to argue with him for a moment.

Even Professor He was beating a drum in his heart. At this moment, he suddenly thought of the time when he attended a Chinese medicine seminar many years ago. At that time, an old Chinese doctor also cursed people like this.

They accuse today's traditional Chinese medicine doctors of only caring about themselves, only knowing how to use medicine in an even and steady manner, and being willing to be slow doctors, so that they have completely lost the field of critical care and become a vassal of Western medicine.

"This is a huge shame for three generations of Chinese medicine practitioners, old, middle-aged and young!" the old Chinese medicine doctor scolded fiercely at the meeting.

"That's right, the old Chinese doctor's name is Li Ke!" Professor He looked at Xu Yang and seemed to see the shadow of the old Chinese doctor covering Xu Yang.

He had the same tone at that time.

He had the same look in his eyes at that time.

He was also so angry at that time.

…

After a long while, a weak voice came from the crowd: "Is everything really going to be okay?"

Xu Yang said expressionlessly: "After cooking the medicine, I'll drink it first!"

Everyone present was shocked.

Professor He was also greatly surprised.

Everyone in the audience was speechless.

"This is not appropriate. Just give it to him directly after prescribing and decoction." The patient's wife spoke.

"Sister-in-law, you..." Cao Dahua was suddenly startled.

"Qingyan, you..." Cao Dehua didn't know what to say.

The patient's wife raised her head and looked at Xu Yang. She said calmly: "I agree to use your prescription."

"Sister-in-law, you have to think clearly." Cao Dahua reminded hurriedly.

There was a trace of despair on the patient's wife's dull face, and she asked: "Is there any other way I can do?"

Everyone's hearts were even more congested.

Xu Yang looked at her and solemnly promised: "Don't worry, I will do my best."

"Xu Yang!" Professor He scolded again: "No one can guarantee that such a serious illness can be cured, whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine. If it is not cured in the end, the pharmacopoeia is the code of law, and you have to take responsibility! You forgot Have you heard about the 5 million compensation from Yong'an Hall?"

As soon as these words came out, all the Chinese medicine doctors looked sad.

Even Xu Yang himself was stunned because he really forgot. This incident happened a few years ago. He remembered it clearly before he went back to study with his teacher, but the time in the system was too long, and he really forgot about it.

Xu Yang was stunned for a moment.

Other Chinese medicine practitioners lamented that after that incident, everyone in the Chinese medicine community was in danger. So what if Zhongjing’s prescription is effective? So what if it has been used for thousands of years and saved countless lives? Who the hell dares to take medicine beyond the pharmacopoeia dosage?

Professor He frowned, knocked on the table with his fist, and earnestly advised: "Xu Yang, don't mess around!"

Xu Yang lowered his head. At this moment, many memories flashed before his eyes...

After a while, he raised his head with a smile of reminiscence. He looked at Professor He and said, "Teacher, actually... I have experienced a lot during this time."

"I have studied under many veteran Chinese medicine practitioners, but what I have learned is not only the ability to treat diseases and save people, but also the medical ethics of saving people wholeheartedly, regardless of personal honor or loss."

"Perhaps everyone thinks that I didn't need to save the dying patient with heart failure before, just take some quick-acting heart-saving pills and fulfill my duty as a doctor. There is no need to ruin my own future. But in fact, teacher, I have never I have never regretted it.”

Professor He was stunned.

Xu Yang smiled casually at Professor He: "Maybe I am still stupid. Although everyone thinks that traditional Chinese medicine can treat chronic diseases and just do some health care. But I really can't see the patient lying in front of me. Instead of trying my best to save him, I can do more. After all, I am...a doctor."

For a moment, all the Chinese medicine practitioners present were moved.

Cao Dahua also looked at Xu Yang blankly.

The patient's wife also looked at Xu Yang differently.

Even Professor He was speechless for a while. He sighed and smiled bitterly. More than half a year has passed. Although he has experienced such a huge setback, Xu Yang is still the same Xu Yang.

Director Shi Rentong of the ICU frowned and said, "We cannot give this kind of decoction that exceeds the prescribed dose to patients. If something goes wrong, it's not you who has to bear the responsibility, but our hospital."

"I can sign the exemption agreement." The patient's wife spoke at this time.

Xu Yang looked at her with a look of surprise.

Shi Rentong was also startled.

The patient's wife looked at Xu Yang and said slowly: "I am not an unreasonable person, and we are not people who are good at medical troubles. I am not sure whether you can really cure him, but I can feel you Sincerity and medical ethics, this is enough. No matter what the result is, we are only grateful."

The patient's wife stood up from her chair and bowed to Xu Yang.

This bow made Xu Yang moved.

All the doctors on site were moved.

Please read the pinned post I posted in the book review section, Stories about Great Doctors, and please share your comments about the great doctors you admire. Firstly, it is also a tribute to those old Chinese doctors in our hearts. Secondly, if there are suitable ones, I will also write the old Chinese doctors into the book and record their deeds and medical ethics. After all, my power alone is small. I hope everyone can pool their wisdom and work together to let more people know and understand those admirable old Chinese doctors. Thank you (*°°)=3