Traveling back to 1977

Chapter 515 Diagnosis
At the school hospital.

Several senior doctors were discussing the matter by the patient's bedside.

Hu Kecheng said, "We have conducted a comprehensive examination from a Western medicine perspective. Apart from the high white blood cell count, there are no other problems. There are no signs of severe inflammation in the respiratory tract. We have already used anti-inflammatory drugs and antipyretics, and the body temperature has been brought under control. However, we still do not have an accurate conclusion as to why the patient remains unconscious."

He turned to an elderly man in his sixties. "I've seen quite a few cases of this before, and they're mostly related to mental distress and exhaustion. Old Qin, what do you think?"

Qin Zhongxian calmly placed down several test reports and said, "My judgment is similar to yours. Her problem now is not fever or coma, but long-term emotional distress, which is seriously affecting her health. As for the minor problem of not being able to adapt to the new environment, it is not worth mentioning; at most, it is just a trigger."

Fang Yuanshou, who had been pondering the pulse for a while, raised his head, frowned slightly, sighed and said, "Cases of emotions affecting the body are common, but it is really rare to see them as frequently and severely as this year."

"Humph."

Xue Yuxiong snorted coldly, "If we do things the way we did a few years ago, even an old doctor wouldn't be able to stand it, let alone an ordinary person."

Then, glancing at Jiang Tiantian's pale face, he turned to Hu Kecheng and said, "It's only the first day. It's not like she's been sleeping for days. You know about traditional Chinese medicine, so why did you call us over in such a hurry so early?"

He gestured as he spoke, "Shall we go together?"

It was just an ordinary student who was sick, and it was only the first day. It's not uncommon for students to be unconscious for two or three days. There was absolutely no need for so many senior experts to come and diagnose him.

Didn't you see all those students following around them, all silent and too scared to utter a sound?

When we usually go on rounds with our master, everyone asks probing questions, but today, with several big shots coming together, no one dares to make a move.

Hu Kecheng put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and said with a bitter face, "This morning was fine, but in the afternoon, I received several calls to my office, all from senior professors in the Chinese department."

He then turned to look at Jiang Tiantian on the hospital bed, "According to them, Ba Jin specifically called them yesterday afternoon, asking them to pay more attention to this female classmate. Unexpectedly, she ended up in the hospital today."

He spread his hands and shrugged innocently at Xue Yuxiong, "What do you expect me to do?"

That expression seemed to say, "My shoulders are too weak to bear this, so I can only drag you guys down with me. At least show some attitude."

Upon hearing this, Xue Yuxiong's expression immediately improved.

If it were someone else, he would definitely give them the cold shoulder immediately.

But he still greatly admires Buffett.

At the same time, I couldn't help but wonder, who exactly is this young student that made Mr. Buffett call him?

You should know that Buffett is not the kind of person who will casually make a call for someone!

Just then, a figure flashed past the door of the ward.

The group looked up and saw a tall young man running in with a serious expression. He glanced at them briefly before rushing to the bedside.

Chen Fan used his left hand to pry open Jiang Tiantian's eyelids, looked at her pupils, and then checked her breathing rhythm by placing them in front of her nose. His right hand was already on her wrist.

Then he carefully examined the color of the blood in his fingertips, as well as the color and texture of his skin.

After about a minute, he finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Hu Kecheng frowned, staring at him with displeasure, and was about to ask him who he was.

Moreover, this whole process is clearly an examination. What, are you looking down on the medical standards of our university?
Several students behind him were already itching to act, just waiting for the teacher's signal so they could make their move at any moment.

At this moment, Xue Yuxiong, who was always arrogant, bowed slightly and said softly to the young man after the examination, "Dr. Chen?"

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment upon hearing this. He turned to look at him, then at the people standing beside him, and finally realized what was happening. He quickly stepped forward and extended his right hand, saying, "Hello, Dr. Xue."

After shaking hands with two other people, he went to shake hands with them, saying, "Dr. Qin, Dr. Fang, hello, hello."

At the same time, I was also surprised. I didn't expect that Jiang Tiantian would invite these authoritative traditional Chinese medicine doctors over just because she was sick.

There were three of them at the exchange meeting held by the Health Bureau before, and their medical skills are very high, almost as good as his.

It should be noted that he studied medicine without any dietary restrictions, and he had profound knowledge of all eight major schools of traditional Chinese medicine, from typhoid fever to the Qianjin Fang, from warming and tonifying to attacking pathogens.

To put it simply, any medical book available in a bookstore becomes experience points for his medical skills, including even folk remedies.

From the 50s to the 70s, hundreds of thousands of medical books containing prescriptions and folk remedies were handed over by medical practitioners across the country. These books basically included secret medical classics from various schools of thought, as well as prescriptions from witch doctors and shamans. These prescriptions were not buried, but were organized and published.

(Reference Materials for Research on Prescriptions for Common Diseases, published in 70)
Even in previous years, these medical books could be sold in bookstores and purchased with a barefoot doctor's certificate or a physician's qualification certificate. They were not significantly affected and naturally became Chen Fan's experience points.

It can even correct errors.

The fact that the medical skills of the several senior doctors were only slightly inferior to his demonstrates their exceptional abilities.

After exchanging pleasantries, just as Xue Yuxiong was about to ask a question, Hu Kecheng asked curiously, "Old Xue, who is this?"

Xue Yuxiong patted his head, pulled Chen Fan over, and introduced him with a smile, "This is Professor Hu Kecheng, the director of the Department of Internal Medicine at our school hospital."

Then, Chen Fan was introduced: "This is Dr. Chen Fan, who invented the 'Yunhu First Aid Method' last year."

Upon hearing this, Hu Kecheng was stunned and stared at Chen Fan in astonishment. How could he be so young?
He was surprised not only because the young man had invented the Yunhu First Aid Method, since even a junior apprentice could sometimes figure it out if a flash of inspiration struck.

Furthermore, Xue Yuxiong addressed him as "Doctor".

According to the rules of traditional Chinese medicine, only physicians who have completed their apprenticeship and are qualified to practice medicine independently can be called "Daifu" (大夫). This was an ancient honorific title for doctors and a reflection of their status within the profession.

The fact that Xue Yuxiong, with his arrogance, addressed Chen Fan in such a way is enough to prove that Chen Fan's medical skills have been recognized by him.

If Hu Kecheng was like this, then the group of lackeys standing in the corner were even more so.

If it weren't for the fact that I don't have a mobile phone now, I would definitely take a picture and post it on WeChat Moments.

This is Chen Fan, the most popular person in the health system last year, and he's so handsome!

After another round of pleasantries, Chen Fan, still preoccupied, asked Xue Yuxiong, "She hasn't woken up yet?"

Xue Yuxiong immediately told him about their joint diagnosis and concluded, "Based on our deduction, this student's condition is very complicated. He has some chronic illnesses in various aspects of his body, but we cannot say that he is pessimistic."

He smiled at Chen Fan and said, "If it were someone else, my suggestion would be to stay in the hospital for at least 7 days for observation, to treat any acute symptoms, and then take some medicine home to recuperate. They should also come back for a follow-up visit once a month."

After saying that, she pointed at Chen Fan and said, "Since you're here, there's no need to go through all that trouble. When she wakes up later, you can just take her back. We'll issue a certificate from the school, and she can come back to class when she's ready."

As he finished speaking, a hint of curiosity flashed across his face, "I heard that Mr. Ba Jin made a special phone call yesterday..."

He stopped halfway through his sentence and stared intently at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan smiled, glanced at the several elderly doctors, and said with feigned embarrassment, "It was Elder Ba who asked me for help."

Hu Kecheng was also curious, "So, what's your relationship with Mr. Buffett...?"

Chen Fan turned around and smiled shyly, "I just submitted a few articles to Ba Jin and was lucky enough to gain his appreciation."

Does appreciating someone mean they'll put in a good word for you?

The senior doctors clearly did not believe it.

Suddenly, a student in the corner exclaimed, "You're Chen Dong?"

In today's Wenhui Daily, Ba Jin praised Chen Dong to the skies, calling him one of the most outstanding young writers. Seeing Chen Fan now, and considering that Ba Jin personally greeted him, it's easy to connect the two.

Chen Fan turned to look at him, smiled and nodded gently, "That's my pen name."

Then another girl timidly raised her hand and asked, "Are you Chen Fan, the same Chen Fan from 'Jiangnan Literature'?"

Chen Fan looked at her in surprise. "Yes, it's me."

Does "Jiangnan Literature" sell that well in Shanghai? Does Teacher Hu know about it, and does anyone here know about it too?

Well, once they figured out Chen Fan's identity as a writer and knew what articles he had written, the ward was in an uproar again.

So Chen Fan is Chen Dong?!
Today's Wenhui Daily also published a commentary by Ba Jin, praising "The Ferryman" as a huge hit. Surprisingly, they even saw Chen Dong himself in it!
It wasn't until Xue Yuxiong reprimanded them a few times that the young students quieted down, their faces still flushed with excitement. However, they were all keeping it to themselves, planning to share it with someone after class—such big gossip, they couldn't keep it to themselves!

Xue Yuxiong coughed lightly, turned to look at Qin Zhongxian and Fang Yuanshou, and said, "I'm still a bit lacking in acupuncture skills. Which of you will take over?"

He then smiled at Chen Fan and said, "Both of them are disciples of renowned acupuncturists, and they are indeed better than me in this area. If your friend isn't awakened with acupuncture, he probably won't wake up until tomorrow."

The two elderly doctors beside him raised their foreheads slightly, their faces showing smugness, their eyes glancing at Chen Fan. It seemed they were saying, "Young man, we wanted to take you in last time, but you didn't agree. Why don't you hurry up and become my apprentice this time?"
They then each reached for their acupuncture kits, intending to show him their skills.

Unexpectedly, Chen Fan pulled out a needle from somewhere and stabbed it between Jiang Tiantian's eyebrows.

The two old gentlemen were immediately startled. Good heavens, they had only ever seen people use such swift and decisive techniques when it came to acupuncture and weight-bearing techniques. When did acupuncture become so fast?

Chen Fan gently applied force to the needle, then looked up and smiled at the three elderly doctors, saying, "I won't trouble you with this little thing; I can handle it myself."

As he spoke, he lightly lifted his finger and took out the needle.

On the hospital bed, Jiang Tiantian let out a long breath and finally opened her eyes.

Once her eyes adjusted to the lights in the ward, she could see that there were many people gathered around her.

Seeing this, she couldn't help but feel a little scared. When she turned her head again, she saw Chen Fan's face. Before her mind could react, she grabbed his hand and cried, "Xiao Fan."

Chen Fan took her hand in return and said softly, "You had a high fever and fainted this morning. Your roommates brought you to the hospital."

He then looked around at the people around him and smiled at her, saying, "These are all experts and professors who came here specifically to treat you."

Feeling dizzy, Jiang Tiantian nodded her thanks to the group, saying, "Thank you."

The next second, she was startled and turned to look at Chen Fan, her eyes filled with terror. "Xiao Fan, what happened to me?"

So many experts and professors came to treat me?
What kind of terminal illness must that be?!
Chen Fan was unaware that she was scaring herself, assuming she was still not fully awake, so he comforted her, "Don't worry, it's nothing serious. I'll take you back for a few days to recuperate, and you'll be fine once you've recovered."

Jiang Tiantian stared at him blankly, "Really?"

Chen Fan held her somewhat cold hand and smiled, "You don't believe me either?"

Looking into those deep eyes, Jiang Tiantian finally felt her body gradually warming up. She smiled gently and said, "I believe you."

The four senior doctors standing nearby looked at each other in bewilderment. Was this really a friendship?

No wonder they asked Buffett to put in a good word for them. They said they were friends, but who would believe that?
The group of students behind them also looked at them with mixed feelings.

Boy: Such a beautiful female classmate, only Comrade Chen, who is both literate and medical, is worthy of her, right?
Girl: Why am I not the one lying in bed?
At this moment, Chen Fan straightened up and said to Hu Kecheng, "Professor Hu, could you please ask two female students to help my sister downstairs?"

Hu Kecheng immediately nodded, "Okay, no problem."

He was taken aback. Sister? Not a friend?

The people around them also scrutinized the two of them, and after a few seconds, they all made their own judgments.

Young people these days really know how to have fun, even calling someone "sister." But to be honest, it does save them some trouble.

The younger students behind them took it to heart and exclaimed that they had learned something!

With the help of two slightly chubby female classmates, Jiang Tiantian got into the sidecar of a three-wheeled vehicle.

Fearing she would catch a chill, Chen Fan borrowed a blanket from the hospital to cover her with, and asked a female classmate to fetch a hat and scarf from her dormitory. After fully equipping her, he pulled open the newly put-on cloak and covered her with it.

Xue Yuxiong then brought him a large bundle of Chinese medicine packets, along with a medicine jar.

These were all prescriptions written by Chen Fan himself, and they got the medicine from the hospital after reviewing them.

After a busy day, I said goodbye to Professor Hu and the other three, and drove away on my motorcycle.

Watching the motorcycle disappear into the distance, Hu Kecheng turned to Qin Zhongxian and Fang Yuanshou, "What's that acupuncture thing he's doing?"

Qin Zhongxian didn't turn his head, still looking in the direction Chen Fan disappeared. After a few seconds, he said softly, "He's fast and accurate. I'm not as good as him."

Fang Yuanshou's eyebrows furrowed together. After Qin Zhongxian finished speaking, he waited several seconds before letting out a soft sigh, shaking his head, and saying, "I've been deceived, I've been deceived."

Hu Kecheng looked completely bewildered. How could he have been deceived?

Xue Yuxiong took out a pack of the cheapest Fupai cigarettes, which was even cheaper than Dashengchan and Jingji cigarettes, costing only 6.5 cents a pack. He took one out, put it in his mouth, and said expressionlessly, "Last time we talked to him at the Health Bureau, we felt that he had the level of an attending physician and wanted to send him to university and take him on as an apprentice."

When he was working on the farm, he didn't have money to buy cigarettes. Later, because he was helping farmers get medical treatment, they pooled their money to buy him this kind of cigarette. Unexpectedly, he became addicted to it, and now he doesn't even like being given Zhonghua cigarettes.

Hu Kecheng immediately understood his words and followed his gaze, "And then today we discovered that Dr. Chen's medical skills are even superior to yours?"

He suddenly felt like laughing, but at the same time, he also felt like crying.

On one side are people in their fifties, and on the other side are young people in their twenties. Is the doctor's skill superior to theirs?

Xue Yuxiong exhaled a puff of smoke and turned to look at him, "At least acupuncture is superior to ours."

He paused for a moment, then added, "The prescription is also excellent."

Fang Yuanshou muttered, "Being inferior to others is being inferior to others; there's no point in hiding it."

Qin Zhongxian snorted twice, "Traditional Chinese medicine practitioners learn everything from pulse diagnosis to prescription, and only learn acupuncture last. They are even better at acupuncture than the two of us old guys. You expect them to be worse at pulse diagnosis and prescriptions? Tsk, this is no joke!"

Chen Fan had no idea that his little display of skill had stunned the senior doctors. At this moment, he chatted with Jiang Tiantian from time to time, afraid that she would fall asleep again, while speeding along the road.

Just like when we arrived, the car sped along the road, covering the 15-kilometer distance in 10 minutes.

They opened the iron gate and drove the car inside. Jiang Lili came out when she heard the noise and saw Chen Fan pulling up his cloak, with her sister lying inside, her face pale.

She rushed over, her voice trembling with tears, "Sister, what's wrong?"

Chen Fan pulled her along and quickly said, "It's nothing, it's just a little cold. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

Jiang Lili looked up at him. "Really?"

Chen Fan patted her head and laughed, "You two sisters, you talk exactly the same way."

Jiang Tiantian was huddled in the sidecar, too weak to stand up on her own. When she heard Chen Fan's words, she smiled and said, "We're sisters, we're on the same wavelength."

Chen Fan lifted the blanket, carefully carried her out, and went straight inside. "Lili, you stay in front. In a little while, wipe her body and change her into that silk nightgown. I need to treat her."

Jiang Lili jogged upstairs ahead, while Jiang Tiantian was held in her arms. A bit of color rose on her face, and she kept her head down, not daring to utter a sound.

She only breathed a long sigh of relief after Chen Fan put her on the bed and left.

Jiang Lili quickly got to work, bringing her hot water to wash her, changing her into her pajamas, helping her lie down, covering her with a blanket, before taking the water out.

Catching her breath, Jiang Lili ran downstairs, where Chen Fan was cooking medicine in the kitchen.

Jiang Lili walked over, squatted down next to him, and asked softly, "Xiao Fan, is my sister really alright?"

Chen Fan smiled and recounted the diagnosis made by Dr. Xue and his team, as well as his own judgment. Finally, he said, "This situation is not uncommon. The most important thing is to adjust your mood and avoid getting depressed."

He muttered to himself strangely, "Now that your parents are fine and you two are both in college, what could possibly be bothering her and making her so unhappy?"

Jiang Lili frowned, looking completely bewildered. After thinking for a while, she said, "I don't know."

Chen Fan thought for a moment, then clicked his tongue and turned to look at her, "Your sister... she probably has someone in her heart."

Jiang Lili chuckled and immediately shook her head, "Impossible. She's never even dated anyone. She's never even held hands with the guy she was supposed to marry. There's absolutely no way she'd be thinking about him."

Chen Fan frowned slightly. "As the saying goes, deep affection is short-lived. It's not a family matter, nor is it a career issue. Besides heartbreak, I really can't think of anything else."

Just as Jiang Lili was about to speak, a possibility suddenly occurred to her, and she was stunned into silence.

(End of this chapter)