Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 857 A Medicine More Bitter Than Life, Consultant's Monthly Salary is $1 (Combined Chapter)
Next, the dialect arrived at the inpatient building, specifically the traditional Chinese medicine inpatient floor.

This place is quite lively now.

Both the Situ and Huo families are considered very influential families, and most of the people hospitalized here are overseas Chinese businessmen.

There are bound to be some business dealings here. Even if there aren't any business dealings, now that we're here, if we want to establish some connections, isn't this the best time?

So the people hospitalized outside the two wards started moving around.

Situ Jie and Representative Huo had anticipated this scene, so they didn't show any impatience. Both of them entertained the visitors in the ward.

They also inquired about their experience of being hospitalized here.

Fang Yan overheard several people talking inside the Huo family's house right outside the door:

"...Dr. Fang's medical skills are superb, and my health is improving day by day. I have a very good daily routine and eat very light food. I have gotten rid of the alcohol in social situations and the worries of business, and I have recovered my health."

"Moreover, it's not like you can't do business here. People often walk around when they have free time, which has led to many collaborations."

"And we don't have to drink alcohol. We're all fellow patients, and a healthy life is our goal."

"That's right, that's right. We're drinking tea now, I'll get you some later too."

"However, since you've just arrived, there are many things you might not be used to and you'll need to adapt."

"We've also been through tough times, so we're used to it."

"I almost forgot, Mr. Huo started from scratch, he's truly admirable!"

At this moment, someone noticed the dialect being spoken at the door.

He hurriedly said:
"Dr. Fang is here!"

"Everyone's chatting," Fang Yan greeted everyone with a smile.

Everyone nodded.

Fang Yan said to them:

"You two chat first, I'll go check on Mr. Situ in his hospital room."

Fang Yan said to Representative Huo:
"I'll come over when the pharmacy delivers the medicine."

Representative Huo nodded:

"it is good."

Fang Yan then walked to the Situ family's ward, where there were still quite a few people inside.

These are all people who want to develop US-based business lines.

The head of the San Francisco Chamber of Commerce is Stuart, and we can talk to him face-to-face here now; we don't have this opportunity at other times.

Li Chengzhu is also here.

It seems her focus isn't just on Europe; she's also very interested in the United States.

Unlike the Huo family, Situ Jie arrived earlier, so he is currently making an appointment with them.

We've discussed most of the things we need to know.

Situ Jie is interested in quite a few business collaborations.

It's all done by the bosses themselves, and the cooperation agreement can be finalized right here, which is much faster than other times when a middleman is needed.

These people probably didn't expect that being hospitalized would actually be the time when they had the most collaborative projects.

Some people have already come up with some strange club ideas.

When he saw Fang Yan arrive, Situ Jie immediately greeted him.

"Dr. Fang."

Fang Yan asked him:
"Has the medicine arrived?"

Fang Yan checked the time and figured that the Huanglian Jiedu Decoction and Shengmai Powder should be ready by now.

"No, I don't think so?" Situ Jie said, somewhat uncertainly.

There were too many people around, so he didn't pay much attention to whether the nurse brought the medicine over.

"It's been delivered; it's here."

The curtain separating the two rooms was pulled open, and Ali spoke to the outside.

Situ Jie was a little embarrassed; he had really forgotten about the important matter.

He said in dialect:

"Haven't you given him his medicine yet?"

At this moment, the nurse inside said:

"Director Fang, they said they'll only drink if you're present."

"What?" Fang Yan asked curiously as she walked in.

Ali said to Fang Yan:

"We don't know if there will be any other reactions after drinking it, so we wanted to wait for you to come over before drinking it."

Fang Yan glanced at the bowl of medicine that had already been brewed.

The four herbs—Coptis chinensis, Scutellaria baicalensis, Phellodendron chinense, and Gardenia jasminoides—gave the entire bowl of Chinese medicine a rich yellow color and a strong bitter smell. Fang Yan touched the bowl and felt the temperature; it was just right.

Fang Yan looked at Situ Chi, who still had needles inserted into several acupoints on his body.

I can only lie diagonally on the bed.

Fang Yan glanced at the time and said to him:
“Mr. Situ, let me remove the needles first, and then you can take the medicine.”

"Okay." Situ Chi was much more awake now, and he had taken this long time to confirm that he was not dreaming.

Hearing the dialect, he nodded obediently.

Fang Yan held the end of the silver needle inserted into the Fengfu acupoint with three fingers of his left hand, and gently pressed the Dazhui acupoint on the back of Situ Chi's neck with his right thumb. The needle immediately trembled slightly.

Situ Chi's previously stiff back suddenly arched, a muffled groan escaped his throat, and beads of sweat once again seeped from his neck.

He gasped.

"Don't gasp for air, breathe following my hand gestures," Fang Yan said to Situ Chi.

After the silver needles were removed, Situ Chi felt as if something had been taken away from his body. He couldn't say whether it was good or bad, but his mind became much clearer.

But I suddenly felt a chill.

He only came to his senses after hearing Fang Yan's words and looked at Fang Yan's gestures.

"call!"

"Suck!"

After Situ Chi resumed normal breathing.

Fang Yan traced the Situchi meridian with his index finger, then tapped the Zhiyang acupoint heavily with his knuckle.

Situ Chi trembled violently, and the silver needle inserted into Shenmai acupoint popped out on its own with a "ding" and landed steadily on the alcohol swab that Fang Yan had prepared.

The ward was immediately filled with the strong stench emanating from Situ Chi.

This is exactly the phenomenon described in "The Thirteen Needles of Ghosts" as "the opening and closing of the Yang Qiao meridian, and the leakage of turbid qi".

This made the crowd of onlookers standing not far away frown deeply.

Some people wanted to leave, but felt it would be impolite.

It was Ali who took the initiative to open all the windows in the ward. A gust of wind blew in, making the smell in the ward much less noticeable.

However, every time Situ Chi breathed, a foul odor would come out.

It's a bit hard to handle.

"Everyone, please go outside. The patient's foul odor needs time to dissipate; it's not good to inhale it for too long," Fang Yan said to them.

People in good health won't have any problems after smelling it, but people in poor health might experience a worsening of their condition.

Upon hearing this, everyone abandoned all manners and immediately left with Situ Jie.

Fang Yan checked Situ Chi's pulse points to confirm that it was improving before putting away the silver needles and saying to Ali:

"Now we can give Mr. Situ his medicine."

Upon hearing this, Ali disregarded Situ Chi's foul breathing and began feeding him the Chinese medicine.

Situ Chi almost vomited from the bitterness of the first bite.

This medicine is more bitter than his life.

"Ugh!" He struggled for a moment, and Ali let go.

He took the medicine bowl from Ali, gritted his teeth, tilted his head back, and gulped it down.

Fortunately, the bowl of medicine wasn't too much, and he drank it down in three or four gulps.

After drinking.

Situ Chi's face was contorted as he gasped for breath, nearly suffocating from the pain.

“Very good, Mr. Situ, you are now one step closer to good health,” Fang Yan said to Situ Chi.

Situ Chi asked Fang Yan:

"Dr. Fang, how much longer do I need treatment?"

"About two months," Fang Yan replied.

"..." Situ Chi was speechless. He had to drink this kind of medicine for two months. Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle.

Fang Yan said to him:
"After drinking it for a while, I will adjust the combination of the medicine, and then the taste will be much better."

Hearing that Fang Yan had hit the nail on the head, Situ Chi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Yan checked Situ Chi's pulse again, and after confirming that there was no major problem, she put away the acupuncture needles and left with the nurse.

Ali chased after him from the ward; she was also disgusted by the stench coming from Situ Chi's mouth.

After she came out, she finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Then, seeing a large group of people standing at the door, she, as Situ Chi's personal attendant, quickly asked Fang Yan:

"Dr. Fang, will you arrange dinner tonight?"

Fang Yan nodded and said softly:

"Yes, I will arrange Mr. Situ's meals. You can eat whatever you want, but it's best not to eat in front of him."

"He should avoid spicy and stimulating foods now. He can't eat chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, or alcohol, as these can easily aggravate yang and generate fire. In addition, he can't eat greasy and rich braised pork or fried foods, as these can aggravate phlegm and dampness. Finally, he can't eat hot and dry foods such as mutton, lychee, and longan."

Ali asked:

"What can he eat?"

Then she said, somewhat embarrassed:

"It would be best if you could provide a recipe; we actually brought a chef with us this time."

“It’s not that I look down on our hospital’s chef, it’s just that Mr. Situ trusts his chef. You know his…” Ali pointed to her head, implying that Situ Chi’s personality and habits were a bit strange.

"Aren't you making things difficult for Doctor Fang?" Situ Jie said to Ali with some dissatisfaction.

"It's alright, don't worry about it," Fang Yan waved his hand.

They feel more at ease cooking for themselves, since they're family, and the food will definitely be prepared with more care.

And this would also make things easier for the cafeteria chefs.

You don't even need to use your local dialect to go to the dean for coordination.

“I’ll give you a few menus, just follow them for now,” Fang Yan said.

Then he went to the nurses' station, picked up a pen and paper and started writing.

Ali saw that the names of the medicinal dishes and their effects were written in the local dialect.

Then the instructions were written down.

Rice and lily porridge can detoxify, nourish yin and moisten the lungs, and relieve dryness and heat that damages body fluids.

Cook the rice until it blooms, then add fresh lily bulbs and cook for another 10 minutes.

Stir-fried water chestnut shreds can quench thirst, clear phlegm and heat, and help relieve constipation.

Stir-fry with a little oil and season with a pinch of salt.

Winter melon, barley, and old duck soup can help eliminate dampness and phlegm, strengthen the spleen and stomach, and relieve heaviness in the limbs.

Soak Job's tears for 1 hour, then stew them with duck meat for 1.5 hours before adding winter melon and cooking until soft.

Steamed sea bass provides high-quality protein that is easily absorbed and does not contribute to phlegm or dampness.

Make incisions on the fish, sprinkle with shredded ginger, steam for 10 minutes, and drizzle with a little light soy sauce.

Cold salad with lettuce and wood ear mushrooms is good for clearing heat, relieving constipation, and detoxifying the intestines.

Add a little sesame oil and mix well.

Millet and yam porridge...

Garlic broccoli...

Snow pear and white fungus soup...

Fang Yan was like a professional chef, quickly and efficiently writing out a recipe.

And at the end, dietary restrictions were also written down.

It even outlines the limits of the chef's creative freedom, emphasizing steaming, boiling, and stewing, while avoiding frying.

This made Ali wonder if Fang Yan had some kind of side business.

After writing down the recipe in the local dialect, he handed it over to Ali, who would then make the arrangements.

Next, Situ Jie and Fang Yan talked about Situ Chi.

He mainly inquired about Situ Chi's hospitalization and Fang Yan's specific arrangements, such as her daily routine, exercise schedule, and visitation times. He was primarily concerned that these arrangements might interfere with Fang Yan's treatment.

After Fang Yan told him some simple precautions, Situ Jie had someone write them down.

He doesn't plan to stay here any longer. He'll go pay his respects to the old man again, and then fly to Guangzhou tomorrow for a project there.

Fang Yan knew it must be related to the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office.

He then wished Situ Jie all the best.

Situ Jie told Fang Yan that he would still leave some people here, and that they could communicate with Ali about anything.

Fang Yan, who had been holding back for so long, finally couldn't help but ask Situ Jie who Ali really was.

Situ Jie lowered his voice and said:

"She is the cousin of Achi's deceased wife."

Is Situ Chi's deceased wife's cousin?
This relationship sounds a bit complicated!
Fang Yan gave him a puzzled look.

“It’s the kind of relationship you’re thinking of,” Situ Jie said to Fang Yan in a low voice.

No, I haven't even thought about it yet!
What's the relationship?

lover?

Relatives?

Or something else?
"What's your relationship?" Fang Yan asked.

Situ Jie was taken aback, then said:

"It's that kind of relationship that's hard to describe."

Fang Yan was both amused and exasperated. "Fine, fine, whatever your relationship is, I'll just focus on treating your illness."

Then Situ Jie said to Fang Yan:

"I'll leave this to Dr. Fang."

"I will return in a month and will reward you handsomely."

Situ Jie was like a riddle-maker, and Fang Yan didn't want to know what his generous reward was anymore, since he hadn't even opened the box from before.

He said in dialect:

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Situ Jie was finally satisfied.

……

Meanwhile, Ms. Lü's Chinese medicine was also ready.

Because it contains raw aconite, the cooking time is relatively long.

The nurse informed Fang Yan, who then asked the nurse to bring the medicine and go with him to Ms. Lü's ward.

"Mrs. Huo, the medicine is here," Fang Yan greeted Ms. Lü as he entered the room.

At this moment, Representative Huo also addressed the crowd:

"Excuse me, everyone, we'll talk about the rest later."

Everyone else praised Representative Huo for being a filial son, then bid him farewell to Ms. Lü and left the room.

Then Fang Yan brought the medicine to Ms. Lü.

She wasn't lying in bed at the moment, but found a place to sit. A batch of sofas had been delivered to the ward a while ago, which improved the living environment of these overseas Chinese businessmen. Mainly because they had invested in quite a lot of things, so it was only natural to improve it.

This group of people who returned this time clearly benefited from the advantages enjoyed by the previous group.

Ms. Lü and her son, Mr. Huo, were quite satisfied with the ward.

Although it's not as high-end as their private hospital in Hong Kong, it's already within an acceptable range. Moreover, there are so many wealthy overseas Chinese businessmen around, and they all seem very satisfied, especially with the hospital staff.

It is said that their attitude is "ten thousand times" better than that of Western hospitals abroad.

This made them, who already had a hospital, want to learn from them too.

"Let me first explain the precautions for taking this medicine," Fang Yan said earnestly to Ms. Lü.

Ms. Lü was taken aback, then nodded.

Then, in dialect, he said:

"You cannot drink cold water for twelve hours after drinking it."

"And it's best to avoid drinking cold water altogether."

"Don't eat fruits or similar things for now."

"The main reason is that my medicine contains raw aconite. Although the amount is very small, if you drink cold water or eat fruit, you may experience a poisoning reaction."

"This is very important, you must remember it!"

There's a reason why people say it like that in dialect, because Ms. Lü's illness causes her to crave ice water.

There's no way to monitor her behavior 24/7 in the ward. What if she just wants a sip to satisfy her craving, or eats a juicy fruit brought from Hong Kong? It could react with the aconite and cause poisoning.

That would be great fun.

"Don't worry, Dr. Fang, I'll be here with you at all times." Representative Huo sensed the seriousness in Fang Yan's tone and immediately expressed his attitude to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan nodded:
"Row."

Since the other person's son said he would be there at all times, I won't say anything.

Having stated the disclaimer, I've essentially patched up my own position.

Next, Fang Yan brought the medicine to Ms. Lü.

It was handed to her.

This bowl also contains Scutellaria baicalensis, Phellodendron chinense, and Coptis chinensis

In addition, there is ginger.

And jujubes.

The taste was bitter, spicy, and had a sweet aftertaste.

"Drink it all in one go," Fang Yan said.

Ms. Lü glanced at the medicine, didn't say a word, picked up the bowl, tilted her head back, and gulped it down.

"Ha..." After finishing her drink, Ms. Lü put down the bowl and took deep breaths.

"Mom, how are you feeling?" Representative Huo asked with concern.

"I didn't feel much." Compared to Situ Chi next door, Ms. Lü clearly had a much stronger tolerance to traditional Chinese medicine.

Of course, it's also related to her health.

Representative Huo looked at Fang Yan.

"Wait ten minutes or so and see how it goes," Fang Yan told him.

He was told to just wait patiently.

A few minutes later, fine beads of sweat began to appear on Ms. Lü's forehead, neck, and back. The sweat was thick but didn't have the fishy odor of Situ Chi's. She tilted her head back, let out a long burp, and then exhaled, remarking with a sigh:
"I feel like the pressure on my chest and back has disappeared."

“You didn’t mention this before?” Fang Yan said to her.

Ms. Lü said:
"I'm so sorry, Dr. Fang, I have so many health problems, I completely forgot to mention it."

"But your medicine is really something else! I feel so good sweating like this! I've sweated before, but I've never felt this way."

Fang Yan explained to her:

"This is a manifestation of how the external pathogens are expelled through sweating after the cinnamon twig and white peony root harmonize the Ying and Wei (nutritive and defensive qi)."

Representative Huo said to his assistant:
"Get me a towel."

The assistant is still in a daze. It's only been a few minutes and it's already working?

Upon hearing Representative Huo's voice, they realized what was happening and hurriedly went to open the box to get the towels.

Ms. Lü took the towel to wipe the sweat from her forehead and neck, and felt a warm current in her stomach that began to spread throughout her body, making her feel warm all over.

She used to feel cold no matter what, but this warm current made her feel normal again.

"Get me a thermometer!" she said to her assistant.

The assistant hurriedly went to get the thermometer.

She explained in the dialect:
"I feel like my body is warming up again, and I want to confirm it."

“Before, my temperature was only 35 degrees Celsius. Unless I had a high fever, my body temperature wouldn’t go up.”

At this moment, Representative Huo also touched his mother's hand and said:

"Mom, your hands seem to have really warmed up again."

He exclaimed in amazement:

"It's only been a few minutes, that's amazing!"

Ms. Lü also said:

"Yes, it's the first dose."

Fang Yan looked at them with a smile; this prescription was copied from the future.

Professor Jiang revised it many times, and it wasn't until next year that a complete version was produced.

Now I have the final answer to answer the question.

The effect was, of course, remarkable.

Next, Ms. Lü used a thermometer to measure her armpit temperature, which showed 36.2 degrees Celsius, close to the normal range.

Then she took off her shoes and touched the soles of her feet. Her feet, which had always been cold, warmed up.

Moreover, she found that her dry throat symptoms had also significantly improved.

I felt uncomfortable just now, but now it's like the heat has dissipated that discomfort.

It flowed to other places.

My throat no longer feels like it's on fire.

She immediately shared the changes she had experienced with Fang Yan.

This is the first dose, and she has already felt so many changes after only drinking it for a short while.

Upon hearing her explanation, Fang Yan listed all the symptoms she had mentioned earlier.

High fever, chills, bone and joint pain, general weakness, heaviness in the limbs, lethargy, rib pain, drowsiness, excessive sweating, bitter taste in the mouth and dry throat, feeling extremely cold all over, and wanting to drink cold water.

The symptoms of chills, bitter taste in the mouth, and dry throat have been resolved.

Other aspects remain to be observed.

Although the results are already very good, there is still a gap between the feel of the dialect and the quality of the recording.

Perhaps the patient's physical condition is somewhat different.

Fang Yan thought about it and decided to contact Professor Wang Yuchuan in the afternoon to discuss the matter.

Ask him for advice.

If we could contact Professor Jiang, that would be best.

If contact cannot be made, based on Professor Wang Yuchuan's knowledge system, it is very likely that a better approach can be derived.

After all, they are fellow disciples from the same school.

Of course, Fang Yan also had some ideas of his own, since he also had Wang Yuchuan's book.

It is still possible to deduce their school's prescription philosophy.

The current situation should not affect the final result, but the dosage still needs to be adjusted.

This is the only way to achieve the best results.

Of course, the current effect is already amazing enough.

Representative Huo and Ms. Lü couldn't suppress their smiles.

The way the two people looked at Fang Yan spoke volumes:
"Miracle doctor!"

Fang Yan stood up and said to Ms. Lü:
"Okay, please keep an eye on your body and call the nurse immediately if you have any problems."

"Dr. Fang, about the consultant!" Representative Huo reminded Fang Yan.

He asked in dialect:

"Shall we sign now?"

Representative Huo nodded, beckoned to his assistant, and handed over an employment contract.

Fang Yan checked and found that the settlement was in US dollars, $10,000 per month.

You can earn $120,000 a year without doing anything.

Furthermore, there will be additional costs for treatment or suggestions.

Equally frighteningly tall.

In this day and age, such a sum of money is simply outrageously high.

"Isn't it too high?" Fang Yan asked.

Representative Huo said:
"It's not high. Even top-tier Western doctors in Hong Kong can earn this salary. You are also top-tier, so you should have this income."

PS: The basic chapter of 6000 words has been updated.

There will be an extra chapter later.

(End of this chapter)