Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 942: A free remedy, clean and hygienic! (Bonus chapter for monthly votes)

Moreover, the operation of this twelve-needle technique is quite simple. After the operation method is written down in the local dialect, Lao Fan, Yuan Qingshan, and even other doctors who know acupuncture can perform it.

At this moment, Lao Fan also returned, opened the door, greeted Fang Yan, and then stood beside him, his eyes quickly scanning the medical records Fang Yan had written.

The dialect was written very clearly, and he understood it immediately.

At this moment, Fang Yan also wrote down the reason for the twelve needles, and Lao Fan showed a look of sudden realization.

Next, Fang Yan said to Zhang Zhong:

"Once I start hospitalization, I will need to stop taking the Western medicine prescribed by the Japanese hospital to avoid drug interactions."

Zhang Zhong said:

"Stop, we have to stop. It's useless anyway. I'll throw all the medicine away when I leave the house later."

This person had been displeased with the Western medicine in his hand for a long time.

In his view, this was just them charging him an "intelligence tax".

Fang Yan continued:

"In addition, it is essential to maintain timely cleaning after urinary and fecal incontinence to prevent bedsores and urinary tract infections. However, I think you are doing a good job, so just keep it up."

"Okay, I've got it." Zhang Zhong's wife nodded in agreement.

Fang Yan then continued to instruct:

"Regarding diet, I don't know what you fed her in Japan. Here you can choose the hospital cafeteria or Yanjing Restaurant. The main foods should be light and easily digestible. Avoid raw, cold, and greasy foods to prevent aggravating phlegm and dampness during treatment."

"During her hospitalization, try to minimize forced eye contact and loud calls. She is actually conscious, so she doesn't need stimulation. Just continue treatment and maintain a stable environment during her hospitalization."

Zhang Zhong also said:
"Okay! I've written it down."

Fang Yan then added:
"Of course, our hospital environment is in the form of private rooms, which can provide a very good environment, so you don't have to worry about being affected by other people."

Upon hearing that she would be hospitalized in a private room, Mrs. Zhang said happily:
"That's great!"

Fortunately, some people have been discharged from the hospital during this period, otherwise this floor would really be unusable.

Otherwise, the only option is for the two of them to share a room.

However, it seems a bit unfair to the money they invested.

Each of these projects that have returned represents a significant investment.

Then Fang Yan said to Zhang Zhong:

"Mr. Zhang, you have a bit of liver fire. I'll prescribe a liver-nourishing formula for you to drink in water every day."

"Huh? I have a share too?" Zhang Zhong was somewhat taken aback.

Fang Yan said to him:
“I noticed that you are easily agitated, and you must be quite upset about this. In traditional Chinese medicine, we believe that ‘anger injures the liver,’ and long-term anger can easily lead to liver fire rising.”

"And your face is a bit red, and your eyes are bloodshot, which are signs of excessive liver fire. I'm guessing you also have a bitter taste in your mouth?"

Zhang nodded in agreement:
"There really is one!"

Fang Yan said to him:
"You've been anxious about Ms. Zhang's illness for a long time, which has caused your liver qi to stagnate and turn into fire, making you irritable and easily angered."

Zhang Zhong suddenly realized, but he felt that his temper was not particularly good to begin with.

But then he remembered that Fang Yan was saying this for his own good, since Fang Yan was a skilled doctor and might actually be able to calm him down.

Fang Yan quickly wrote out a prescription and said to them:

"Alright, you can go and complete the admission process now. The medicine will be served after it's brewed. We will have someone administer acupuncture to Miss Zhang. From now on, the acupuncture and medicine administration will all be done in the morning."

"Mr. Zhang, I will also bring you your prescription, which is some Bupleurum, Scutellaria, Gardenia, White Peony Root, and Licorice. Steep them in water and drink it as tea. Continue to take it until your emotions stabilize, then you can stop."

Zhang nodded in agreement:
"Yes, thank you, Dr. Fang."

Mrs. Zhang also spoke in dialect:

"Dr. Fang, I'll have to trouble you with this from now on!"

Fang Yan said with a smile:

"It should."

Then the couple, along with their daughter and assistant, left Fang Yan's clinic.

As soon as they left, Yuan Qingshan said to Fang Yan apologetically:

"Brother Fang, just now..."

Before he could finish speaking, the dialect speaker waved his hand:
"It's alright, it's normal to be a little confused when you see twelve needles."

"Your starting point is also to be responsible to the patients, and your goal is to optimize treatment."

After saying that, she tore off the prescription and handed it to him, saying:

"Go to the pharmacy and call the last person in while you're at it." Upon hearing this, Yuan Qingshan immediately took the prescription from Fang Yan with both hands and replied:

"okay!"

I felt relieved.

He walked to the door, called out "Next!" and then happily went to the pharmacy.

In the consultation room, Fang Yan carefully placed the gifts on the table under the table before the patient entered.

"Hello, Dr. Fang!" A young man in his early twenties greeted Fang Yan as soon as he entered the room.

After seeing this, Fang Yan responded to him:
Hello, Mr. Wang!

This man is Wang Jin, a businessman from Singapore. His family is in the investment business and it's a family business. A long time ago, a member of his family went abroad to work.

His ancestral home is Tianjin.

He brought his father-in-law back specifically for medical treatment.

His father-in-law was also an overseas Chinese, but he wasn't in business; he was a professional manager trainer.

It belongs to the education industry.

The key point is that this father-in-law also has the surname Wang.

If you didn't know better, you'd think they were father and son.

He had briefly explained it to Fang Yan when they last met, which is why Fang Yan knows it so clearly.

“This is my father-in-law,” Wang Jin said to Fang Yan.

His father-in-law, probably around forty-five or forty-six, greeted him with a smile in dialect:

"Hello Dr. Fang, my name is Wang Shusen."

In order to distinguish between the two of them, Fang Yan responded:

"Hello, Mr. Wang."

Mr. Wang was very thin, and his face was loose, as if he had lost a lot of weight in a short period of time.

Fang Yan said to him:
"Please sit down and tell me what's wrong with your body."

After Mr. Wang sat down, his assistant, who came in with him, handed him a medical report.

Wang Jin took it and placed it on the table with the dialect accent, saying:
"Dr. Fang, please take a look at this first."

Fang Yan opened the document and found several recent medical reports.

The above medical examination items all pertain to the stomach.

"Stomach bleeding?" Fang Yan asked.

Mr. Wang nodded:
"Yes, repeated bleeding, five times."

Fang Yan asked him:
When was the earliest?

"About two years ago," Mr. Wang said.

Fang Yan nodded and asked him:
"Have you had a serious stomach problem before?"

Mr. Wang thought for a moment, then continued:

"Yes, I had a gastrectomy for pyloric obstruction in the United States in 1958."

He said in dialect:

"1958? That was twenty years ago."

Mr. Wang said:

"Yes, the surgery went well."

"No problems have occurred over the years."

Fang Yan frowned slightly and asked:
"Do you remember what you did two years ago that caused this?"

"For example, what did you eat? What did you drink?"

Mr. Wang recalled:
“I think the root of my stomach problems might be that trip to India two years ago. I went to India with my family and ate local food. The food wasn’t very hygienic, and I vomited and had diarrhea for a whole week afterward.”

"I stayed in a hospital in India for half a month and received their treatment, but my condition did not improve significantly. I had no choice but to fly back to China to continue treatment. Since then, my stomach problems have become more and more serious."

For some reason, a dialect suddenly echoed in my mind:
"It's so clean and hygienic, friends!"

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