Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1086 The Traitors of the Sect, the Graduate Entrance Exam Results are Out (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)
"How was the morning? Did it go smoothly?" The dean asked Fang Yan as they walked downstairs together.

Fang Yan nodded and said:

"It went quite smoothly. Most of the cases were ordinary, except for one case of gangrene that was a little more difficult and required hospitalization."

The dean asked Fang Yan:

"Can I help you with anything?"

Fang Yan said with a smile:

"Thank you for your help, but I can manage for now."

The dean smiled and nodded, saying:
"Okay, you should hurry home for lunch. I need to go to the cafeteria too."

The dialect response was:

"Okay, see you this afternoon."

"Hmm." The dean waved his hand, watching Fang Yan leave.

When I got home, the first thing my mother did was ask me in dialect:

"I saw the Traditional Chinese Medicine department seeing patients when I went downstairs just now. What's going on?"

Fang Yan took the hot towel his wife handed him and wiped his hands and face, saying:
"Everyone in our class is here to receive patients."

The old woman asked in surprise:
"Oh my, your whole class is here?"

Fang Yan nodded and said:

"Of course, the postgraduate entrance exam will be coming up soon, and the students in the class need this kind of clinical practice to improve their medical skills."

"Our goal is for the whole class to get into graduate school."

Speaking in their local dialect, they had already sat down at the dining table.

Then he invited everyone to eat.

The mother-in-law, standing nearby, asked Fang Yan:

Do you think this goal is achievable?

Fang Yan picked up a steamed bun while picking up some food and said:

"It's hard to say. Right now, I feel that most people will be able to get in, but it's still a bit uncertain for some students to get in. After all, this enrollment is limited, and top talents from all over the country are competing for it. If you're not quite there, you'll be eliminated."

"Now we're hoping to gain more clinical experience and summarize our findings, so that if we encounter this in the exam, it might be able to help them stand out in the national competition."

After he finished speaking, he started eating, and his mother-in-law and the others nodded thoughtfully.

At this moment, Zhu Lin said to Fang Yan:

"If it doesn't work this year, there's always next year."

"Next year will definitely be much less difficult."

Fang Yan nodded and said:

"Yes, more medical schools should start recruiting graduate students next year, so the competition will be much less intense. However, next year's batch will definitely not be as skilled as this year's batch."

Historically, this has indeed been the case. This year's batch of people competed nationwide, while next year's batch will basically be a competition among TCM practitioners in the north. After the Guangzhou University of Chinese Medicine opened its postgraduate program, coupled with the start of reform and opening up, students from the south basically no longer considered coming to the north.

Local students in the south tend to attend schools near their homes, creating a competitive situation of "north-south divide".

The most competitive exam next year will actually be the postgraduate entrance exam at Guangzhou University of Chinese Medicine.

The postgraduate program at Guangzhou University of Chinese Medicine in 1979 produced many outstanding individuals.

For example, Xuan Guowei, Wang Shizhen, Lü Yubo, Zhou Daihan, Chen Jinghe, and Lin Yi.

This group of graduate students became academic leaders in various disciplines of traditional Chinese medicine in southern China during the 80s and 90s, and their academic ideas influenced the development of traditional Chinese medicine in Lingnan.

Of course, most of these people also took the exam this year.

However, they were either not good enough or their skills were slightly inferior, and they were excluded from the 1978 graduate program.

In retrospect, the batch of graduate students from 1978 were much more hardcore.

……

After finishing her meal, Fang Yan went out to the hospital again. The first place she went, of course, was the inpatient ward.

The patient had just finished her admission procedures and had just eaten lunch. She was washing the affected areas of her body with a hot water bath. She was sitting on a small stool with her hands and feet soaking in a basin.

“I’ve already taken the medicine, now I’m soaking my hands and feet,” Zhang Yanchang said to Fang Yan.

Zhang Yanchang takes his patients quite seriously, because he was the only one who treated such a difficult case today.

At this moment, the patient who was soaking his feet asked in dialect:

"Dr. Fang, what should I do about this on my ear?"

The dialect responded:
"It's alright, you don't need to fumigate your ears. The condition above isn't serious. Fumigation is mainly for your extremities."

"Oh." The patient nodded.

Fang Yan asked her:
"By the way, how are you feeling now after taking the medicine?"

The patient spoke in dialect:

"When I first drank it, I felt a strong medicinal taste. Now I feel a warm current slowly moving through my stomach. It's not a burning sensation, but more like drinking ginger soup."

"I didn't feel anything else."

Fang Yan nodded, looked at her hands and feet soaking in the medicine, touched the temperature of the medicine, and made sure that the temperature was not too hot for her before letting her continue soaking.

After soaking for a while, the patient took her hand out herself. Fang Yan saw that the color of the bruises on the back of her hand had faded compared to the morning. The edges of the originally dark purple to almost black patches were now tinged with dark red, and the blood under her fingernails was also faintly visible.

Then, in a dialect, she was told to pick up her feet and take a look.

The withered toes were still the same, but the bruises on the instep had faded slightly. Fang Yan pressed lightly with his fingertips for a moment, and when he released the pressure, the skin turned a faint red. Although it quickly returned to a bluish-purple color, this could be considered a blood circulation reaction.

Fang Yan said to her:
"Yes, it works well. The medicine is starting to spread through the meridians. Remember not to let the water temperature exceed 40 degrees Celsius when you are fumigating and washing. After soaking, dry your feet with a towel, especially between your toes, and make sure there is no moisture left."

The patient noticed something different about himself and happily agreed.

Zhang Yanchang quickly picked up a pen and paper to record the patient's changes. The medicine prescribed by Fang Yan was indeed quite effective. He had seen the patient around 11:30 a.m., and it was only a little before 12 p.m., just over an hour later, the patient had already shown improvement. This was simply a textbook-level treatment plan.

Zhang Yanchang now feels like he's struck gold again; difficult and complicated cases are where you can really learn something.

The tricks Fang used today were ones he had never seen before.

I learned something new this time.

After Fang Yan finished his business here, he went to the conference room that the dean had set up for them.

The class of over twenty people gathered here, discussing the cases they had seen that day. Although some of the cases seemed quite difficult, thanks to the experience Fang Yan had shared earlier, as well as their own accumulated knowledge, they solved the problems one by one, like cracking a puzzle.

I'm eager to share my experience now, and while I'm talking to others, I'm also re-examining my treatment plan.

The scene was lively and bustling.

Fang Yan then joined in the sharing session, gaining a lot of useful information. The students came from all over the country, each with their own lineage. There were some things Fang Yan had never even heard of before, and they shared their insights without holding anything back, even explaining the theories clearly. The entire meeting room became a sea of ​​fellow disciples...

The following days were like this: everyone shared their news and summarized their experiences.

A week passed quickly.

Then, on that morning, just as Fang Yan and the others were about to set off, the school sent a notice.

The results of the postgraduate entrance examination are out.

To everyone's surprise, several students in the elite class actually got full marks.

Besides them, the other people also did well.

Instead of being happy, everyone realized that Fang Ge was right again: the upcoming postgraduate entrance examination would be more difficult than many people imagined.

In fact, the teachers who already knew about the results in Beijing had begun revising the re-examination procedures overnight.

According to Professor Jin Shiyuan, who is currently in charge of their class, Fang Yan knew that the upcoming re-examination would not only involve a written test, but also an interview.

PS: I got another 100 monthly votes, so after finishing this chapter, I still owe everyone 19000 words.

There will be more this afternoon.

(End of this chapter)