Era: Starting from divorce from female college student

Chapter 119, Unbelievable (asking for monthly ticket)
September 3, 1958, Beijing, Zhengyang Railway Station.

After waving goodbye to Lin Wan and the others, Zhao Mancang boarded the train and headed south to his destination, Sichuan.

The slow speed of the green train is indeed not as fast as the high-speed trains of later generations.

Zhao Mancang looked at the scenery slowly receding outside the window, lay on the quilt, took out a book and started reading.

Shen Baoai arranged a sleeper berth for him and gave him the treatment of an expert.

In fact, they were supposed to take a hard sleeper, but Shen Baoai was afraid of neglecting Zhao Mancang, so he specially arranged a lower berth.

As for Shen Baoai himself, he remained in the capital and did not return to Sichuan with them.

Even the three breeder apprentices who stayed in Jundu Mountain did not return to Sichuan with Zhao Mancang.

The only person who made this journey was Zhao Mancang himself.

It's no wonder that Shen Baoai is so bold that he could do such a thing.

Of course, he had already arranged reception personnel in Sichuan and Shu, and would certainly not neglect Zhao Mancang.

"Comrade, are you a college student?"

Opposite Zhao Mancang, a young man named Chen Dehong, who was wearing a Zhongshan suit, asked curiously.

Chen Dehong had a preconceived notion because he saw Zhao Mancang reading a book, and thought he had met a classmate who was also reporting to Sichuan.

"I'm not a college student, I'm just an ordinary worker."

Zhao Mancang smiled at the other person and continued reading.

His reaction showed that he didn't want to communicate with the other party.

But Chen Dehong seemed not to notice and continued to chatter and ask questions one after another.

"Comrade, what book are you reading? I'm a student at Sichuan University. I just took the college entrance examination this year and was admitted to Sichuan University. My major is aeronautical engineering."

Seeing that the other party was so eager to chat, Zhao Mancang had no choice but to put down his book and start chatting with him.

The book in his hand was actually a novel serialized by Huanzhu Louzhu in Tianjin's Tianfeng Daily in 1932, entitled The Legend of the Swordsman of Shu Mountain.

As a very famous novel about the world of immortals, Zhao Mancang had heard of this novel written by the grand master of fantasy and martial arts novels, Huanzhu Louzhu, in his previous life.

But in his previous life, the entertainment industry was so developed that he couldn't concentrate on reading the Shushan Swordsman.

In fact, he had never thought about reading this book, but just had a simple understanding of its story outline and some of the characters in the novel.

In the 1950s, Zhao Mancang bought the book while browsing a bookstore on a green train going to Sichuan.

In order to prevent others from knowing what book he was reading, Zhao Mancang specially put a newspaper cover on the novel, so that others would not know what book he was reading.

After all, in the 1950s, reading such novels could easily be misunderstood or considered as a waste of time.

Even though there are many illiterate people in this era, many people may not be able to read.

But what if?
For example, Chen Dehong, who is sitting in the sleeper berth opposite, is a college student, and a top student at Sichuan University.

This guy Chen Dehong really likes to talk, it seems like he has endless things to say.

Gushing!

As a student majoring in aeronautical engineering at Sichuan University, it can be seen that Chen Dehong is a very ambitious young man.

Zhao Mancang praised the other party a few words, and the other party became more enthusiastic in chatting.

This made Zhao Mancang even more helpless.

Especially when the two of them were chatting, a lot of people came over, five or six people gathered together, two of whom were actually college students.

This is even more interesting.

There were also a few leaders who started by praising and giving thumbs up.

"Our country needs more college students like you to build our homeland. Well done!"

Qiao Daping said with a serious look on his face, giving Chen Dehong and the others a thumbs up.

In this era, those who can travel by train are not ordinary people, especially those who can travel by sleeper train.

Zhao Mancang didn't know how college students like Chen Dehong, Zhang Bu, and Fang Qiaoshan bought sleeper tickets, and he didn't ask.

Now that Qiao Daping had spoken, he let them continue chatting and he became the audience.

He prefers to be a listener rather than chatting.

Watching a play is more interesting.

Chen Dehong, Fang Qiaoshan, Zhang Bu and others are all college students and have common topics.

As for leaders such as Qiao Daping, Liu Zhihu, and Guo Xiaopeng, they occasionally acted as listeners and occasionally interjected a few words.

So the atmosphere in the entire sleeper train was pretty good.

However, as they were chatting, for some unknown reason, they suddenly ended up talking about traditional Chinese medicine.

They also talked about the topic of average life expectancy in ancient times, which Su Wanzhen had mentioned last night.

Zhao Mancang found it amusing. People in ancient times had short lifespans? Probably around thirty years old?
In fact, the average life expectancy of ancient people was not short, otherwise Confucius would not have said such words as "at thirty, one should be able to stand on his own feet" and "at seventy, one should be able to follow one's heart's desire without transgressing the rules."

There are also what the ancients often said about four generations living under one roof, five generations living under one roof, etc.

Of course, the short lifespan of ancient people was actually lowered by war, malnutrition, inbreeding, backward medical and health conditions and other reasons.

For example, feudal dynasties would inevitably experience the law of dynasty change every three hundred years or so. For example, the ancients did not boil water but drank boiled water instead.

In fact, let alone the ancients, even in later generations, aren’t there many people who never drink boiled water?
Even many young people only drink beverages, and in their twenties or thirties, they are given a critical illness notice by doctors at a very young age, and they only have a few months to live.

The younger age of cancer patients is a major trend.

Zhao Mancang believes that the reason why he got pancreatic cancer in his previous life had a lot to do with his irregular eating habits and rest habits.

"Comrade Zhao, do you have any different opinions?"

At this moment, university student Zhang Bu noticed the disdain on Zhao Mancang's face, and couldn't help but ask:
"I've already said that the constant wars, changing dynasties, and poor medical conditions in ancient China led to the low average age of the population. Traditional Chinese medicine is indeed inferior to Western medicine in this regard. Do you think my point of view is wrong?"

"No, no, no, you are right. I have no objection. As long as you are happy."

Zhao Mancang stopped talking and said that he was too lazy to argue with the other party about this matter, and there was nothing to argue about.

Regardless of winning or losing, there is no benefit for Zhao Mancang, so why bother?
When chatting, having fun is the most important thing!

Everything else can step aside!

Seeing Zhao Mancang say this, Zhang Bu's smile widened:
"Right, I knew Comrade Zhao would agree with me. The average life expectancy in ancient times was indeed very low, and Chinese medicine is indeed inferior to Western medicine."

Many people of this era hold this view.

The reason is quite simple, that is, in the past hundred years, China has been in decline and wars have continued.

Although the new China had indeed been established, the backbones of many people had long since become weak and they could not stand up straight or stand up again.

In today's era, it is normal that people generally believe that traditional Chinese medicine is inferior to Western medicine.

Zhao Mancang interrupted him upon hearing this and said:

"Comrade Zhang Bu, you're mistaken. I don't agree with your point of view. I was just too lazy to argue with you about this matter. Please don't force your views on me."

"Besides, we're just chatting, there's no need to make a big deal out of it. Even if it's true, as you say, that Chinese medicine is inferior to Western medicine, I hope you can learn from Comrade Chen Dehong. He's a truly ambitious young man, willing to work hard to build a better home. You can't!"

After hearing what Zhao Mancang said, Zhang Bu was not angry, but became even more excited.

Fang Qiaoshan, Chen Dehong, Qiao Daping, Liu Zhihu, Guo Xiaopeng and others all showed curious smiles, wanting to see how Zhao Mancang, the "worker comrade", would perform next.

Why are people curious about Zhao Mancang's performance?
Because Zhao Mancang was wearing the standard work clothes of the steel plant, he was indeed a worker.

But he appeared in the sleeper car compartment of the train again, reading a book.

If he was an eighth-level worker, the calluses on his hands were a bit lacking. Besides, he looked to be in his early twenties, with a fair and clean face and a very calm aura. He didn't look like an eighth-level worker at all.

However, Zhao Mancang does have many extremely contradictory points, making it difficult for everyone to guess his specific identity for a while.

When everyone gathered together to chat just now, Zhao Mancang was relatively silent and didn't express his opinions much.

I didn't expect him to say so much all of a sudden, and everyone was surprised.

"Comrade Zhao, you clearly didn't deny my point just now, and you even thought it was correct. But now you're refutation, saying you disagree with my point. How do you explain that?"

Zhang Bu said with a smile:

"You can't be so indecisive. There are too many people like you in this world, wavering from side to side. They are fence-sitters."

"Western medicine has developed very rapidly. From the invention of penicillin to the present day, all kinds of drugs have appeared in every corner around us, and many hospitals also use advanced Western medical equipment as auxiliary."

"In contrast, traditional Chinese medicine is stubborn and relies entirely on master-apprentice inheritance. It also emphasizes the idea of ​​one prescription for each disease, which is completely inefficient."

Zhao Mancang shook his head. This child definitely had some minor ideological problems. He must have been distracted during the political and history classes.

So advocating Western medicine is actually not a big problem. After all, we should learn from the strong points of foreigners in order to defeat them.

The teachers all said that we must handle the relationship with Western medicine dialectically, adhere to the principle of combining Chinese and Western medicine, and promote and complement each other.

Only the combination of Chinese and Western medicine can better suit our national conditions.

As a result, according to Zhang Bu's idea, Western medicine should be fully adopted and the existence of traditional Chinese medicine should be denied.

It is indeed dangerous.

"Comrade Zhang Bu, let me ask you a question. Before Western medicine was introduced to our country, what did our ancients use to treat illnesses and save lives?"

“It’s Chinese medicine!”

Zhang Bu answered affirmatively, and Zhao Mancang spread his hands and said:
"Well, isn't that right? Traditional Chinese Medicine has been passed down in our country for thousands of years, from the ancient Shennong who tasted hundreds of herbs to Bian Que, then to Hua Tuo, and then to Zhang Zhongjing, Sun Simiao, Li Shizhen, Ge Hong, and so on."

"Which of the classic medical texts they passed down, such as Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases, Compendium of Materia Medica, Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine, Thousand Golden Prescriptions, Acupuncture and Moxibustion Classic, Treatise on Warm and Refrigerant Diseases, Pulse Classic, and Emergency Prescriptions for the Elbow, wouldn't be enough to completely stun what you call Western medicine?"

"During the same historical period, Chinese medicine absolutely surpassed Western medicine in all aspects."

"In this day and age, the reason why many people, like you, Comrade Zhang Bu, hold the view that 'Traditional Chinese Medicine is inferior to Western Medicine' is because the world you see with your own eyes is what those Westerners want you to see."

"It is undeniable that Western medicine has developed rapidly over the past one or two hundred years, and with the support of modern technology, it will only develop faster."

"But Chinese medicine has existed on this land of ours for thousands of years. It's not a fact that can be denied with just a few words from you, Comrade Zhang Bu."

"Why do you see so many Western doctors in hospitals and other places? That's because that's the level you're exposed to. Our faculty insists on combining Chinese and Western medicine, so there are so many Western doctors."

"You originally hated Chinese medicine and admired Western medicine, so you couldn't see the benefits of Chinese medicine."

"In many places you can't see, such as the vast rural areas across the country, those are the soil where traditional Chinese medicine has taken root and survived. Traditional Chinese medicine is also very strong in many hospitals and universities. It's just that you are not a doctor, so you don't know it."

Zhang Bu was stunned by Zhao Mancang's attack and his mind was almost at a loss.

Qiao Daping, Liu Zhihu, Guo Xiaopeng, Chen Dehong and others also looked at Zhao Mancang in amazement, and then applauded.

It's very simple. Zhao Mancang's remarks are well-reasoned and easier to accept.

"Comrade Zhao, from what you said just now, you are a doctor?"

Liu Zhihu's eyes flickered as he asked curiously.

"Yes, I am a doctor, and I know you are ill, and quite ill."

Zhao Mancang's words directly crashed the brains of Qiao Daping, Chen Dehong, Zhang Bu and others. How could he be considered cursing?
By the way, Liu Zhihu didn’t offend Zhao Mancang, right?

Just when everyone thought Liu Zhihu would angrily curse back, Liu Zhihu excitedly stretched out his hand and said:
"Doctor Zhao, you are amazing. You were able to tell I was sick just by looking at me. Several doctors I've seen before couldn't tell."

"Can you help me see if my disease can be cured?"

Liu Zhihu suffers from rheumatoid arthritis and has been receiving treatment for several years, but there has been no improvement.

He was still receiving treatment in the capital city and enjoying the best medical services in the country, but it was all in vain.

Rheumatoid arthritis is a disease related to autoimmune abnormalities, family heredity and other factors. The disease will continue to develop. In addition to joint involvement, it may also be complicated by other organ diseases such as pulmonary interstitial fibrosis and nervous system diseases.

It cannot be cured, but can be treated by preventing joint deformities and disabilities.

Liu Zhihu went to various hospitals, including Union Hospital, Friendship Hospital, Peking University People's Hospital, PLA General Hospital, etc., but to no avail.

There is simply no way to cure it.

As a result, Liu Zhihu was severely tortured by this disease.

If it weren't for the prescriptions given by Union Hospital to prevent or slow down the further development of the joints, he would have become a disabled person long ago.

After hearing Liu Zhihu's words, Qiao Daping, Chen Dehong, Fang Qiaoshan, Guo Xiaopeng and others became even more curious.

Especially Zhang Bu, he felt relieved by the current situation.

Zhao Mancang's fierce attack and continuous output just now really caught him off guard.

And even now, Zhang Bu still couldn't think of a better argument to refute Zhao Mancang's point of view, so he chose to remain silent.

"Of course it can be cured, but we're on a train here, so it's hard to treat you."

Zhao Mancang smiled and continued:

"If you believe me, you can go to the steel plant to find me after you return to the capital."

"Rheumatoid arthritis is a stubborn disease that cannot be cured by ordinary doctors. Only some doctors can do this. Even if I prescribe a prescription for you, it will require the dual blessing of acupuncture and Chinese medicine, and it will take about half a year to see the effect."

Hearing Zhao Mancang being so confident, Liu Zhihu was so excited that he kept thanking him and almost knelt down to Zhao Mancang.

Many people don’t know the torture that rheumatoid arthritis brings to patients. It is a very painful experience and no one would want to experience such pain.

After this incident, everyone looked at Zhao Mancang with a lot more respect.

Although Zhao Mancang did not diagnose and treat Liu Zhihu, he was able to determine what disease the latter had with just a few quick glances. This alone shows that Zhao Mancang is not a simple person.

There are thousands of doctors in the world, including many Chinese medicine practitioners. However, Chinese medicine also emphasizes observation, listening, questioning and palpation. It is not possible to tell what disease the patient has by just looking at him or her a few times.

You have to know that this is on a train, and Zhao Mancang is still so young. How many patients like Liu Zhihu must he have come into contact with to develop such a pair of sharp eyes?
Therefore, Zhao Mancang's move really stunned everyone.

The tone of the conversation changed a lot, and Zhao Mancang didn't speak again.

However, about two hours later, some more passengers came on board, and several of them joined Zhao Mancang's chat group.

One of them was a female comrade named Zeng Xueyao. She was very young and very good-looking. Her generous and optimistic personality made her very attractive.

Anyway, Zhang Bu, Chen Dehong, Fang Qiaoshan and other college students were like peacocks spreading their feathers, constantly showing off their knowledge in the hope of gaining Zeng Xueyao's attention.

As the saying goes, a beautiful lady is a man's dream. Zeng Xueyao is indeed very beautiful and young enough, so it is normal for Zhang Bu and others to revolve around her.

The train moves slowly, the journey is long, and there are no modern entertainment and electronic devices like those of later generations. Naturally, chatting with people is a better way to pass the time.

"Comrade Zeng, where are you going?"

"Comrade Zeng, are you hungry? I brought some cakes. They're from the Guixiangcun Food Store in Xidan, Beijing. The cakes there are really delicious. Try some."

"Comrade Zeng, you're also taking a sleeper, and you look younger than us. You must be a student going to university, right?"

A group of people surrounded Zeng Xueyao and asked her about her well-being, as if they were afraid that if they performed poorly, they would lose the qualification to compete.

Zeng Xueyao was already accustomed to such warm greetings, and she chatted openly with Zhang Bu and the others.

Zhao Mancang shook his head and laughed, then picked up The Legend of Sword and Fairy and started reading.

The casual conversation had completely deteriorated since Zeng Xueyao arrived. Since there was nothing to talk about, Zhao Mancang naturally didn't bother to participate.

Outside the window came the sound of a train clanging forward, and the scenery along the way kept falling backwards. More scenery came into view, and then disappeared.

It’s easy to get bored of the scenery if you look at it too much, and it’s easy to get eye fatigue if you read too much.

But the destination was still very far away, Zhao Mancang had no choice but to close his eyes and rest.

I don’t know when it started, but everyone in the carriage seemed to start eating, and the aroma of food filled the air.

"Doctor Zhao, here!"

Liu Zhihu directly took out money and food coupons to buy a box of lunch from the dining car staff, and then brought it to Zhao Mancang.

Zeng Xueyao was dumbfounded by this scene, because Zhao Mancang was wearing standard work clothes and was obviously a worker, while Liu Zhihu was wearing a Zhongshan suit and looked like a leading cadre from his aura.

Wow, the leading cadres bought meals for the workers and took the initiative to help pass the meals to the workers?

Oh my god, what happened to the world? Why did she suddenly lose her way?

Then she looked at Chen Dehong next to her and asked in a low voice:

"Comrade Chen, who is that comrade? What is his relationship with Comrade Liu? Why?"

Zeng Xueyao was very surprised, but when she approached Chen Dehong, Zhang Bu and Fang Qiaoshan were very unhappy.

Why?
"He's a doctor. Just before you got on the bus, he treated Comrade Liu Zhihu. Although he didn't treat him, Comrade Liu still respected him very much."

Chen Dehong was silent for a while before he spoke.

However, after he finished speaking, he found that he didn't seem that happy.

After all, Zeng Xueyao approached him and was willing to talk to him, so he should be very happy.

But in fact, he found that he was not very happy. Why was that?

"He's a doctor?" Zeng Xueyao was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up and she looked directly at Zhao Mancang and said:

"Hello, Comrade Zhao. Nice to meet you. My name is Zeng Xueyao."

The latter was politely declining Liu Zhihu's offer, saying he had his own money and didn't need him to buy food for him.

Seeing that Liu Zhihu insisted on delivering the meal, Zhao Mancang had no choice but to take out the money and tickets and force them on him.

With Zhao Mancang's strength, Liu Zhihu was unable to stop him for a while and could only be forced to accept the former's money and tickets.

To buy meals on the train, you need money and tickets, of course. The food coupons on the train are specific meal tickets, which are written with "Special food coupons for trains, ships and airplanes issued by the Ministry of Food of the People's Republic of China".

Before Zhao Mancang set off, Shen Baoai gave him several such special train food coupons so that he could buy meals on the train.

"Hello, hello, hello. Have you eaten? Can I share some with you?"

This was just a polite remark, and Zeng Xueyao certainly knew it, and she would never accept food from a strange man in public.

"No, no, I already ate before I got on the bus. I'm not hungry now."

Zeng Xueyao stopped repeatedly, then chatted with Zhao Mancang curiously and enthusiastically, mainly asking about the latter's situation.

A profession like doctor naturally attracts a lot of attention and respect.

As a cadre in a cement factory, Zeng Xueyao originally had rhinitis. After she started working in the cement factory, her rhinitis symptoms became more serious.

If she hadn't had the opportunity to go on a business trip to Sichuan, Zeng Xueyao felt that her rhinitis would never be cured.

After chatting for a while, Zeng Xueyao asked Zhao Mancang with a smile:
"Comrade Zhao, look at me. Do you think I'm sick?"

Zhang Bu and Fang Qiaoshan, who had not had a chance to speak, immediately spoke up:

"Comrade Zeng, how could you be sick? Look at your complexion, it's so good, don't worry about it."

"Yes, Comrade Zeng, it's impossible for you to be sick."

Zhang Bu and the others were indeed feeling jealous, especially when they saw Zeng Xueyao chatting with Zhao Mancang just now. Her enthusiastic smile and eyes that were always fixed on Zhao Mancang really made these college students feel very frustrated.

Since when did college students become unpopular?
Zhao Mancang heard this, took a bite of his food, and said slowly:
"Comrade Zeng, they've already answered my question. You're definitely not sick, so stop thinking you're sick."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Bu and the others couldn't wait to agree with him, which made Zeng Xueyao's pretty face fall.

"Comrade Zhao, it seems that you are just a doctor with a false reputation. You didn't even notice that I was sick. Comrade Chen just said how great you are. Haha, I think you are just so-so."

As soon as these words were spoken, the carriage suddenly became much quieter.

Even Chen Dehong and the others' eyes when they looked at Zhao Mancang changed: Could it be that Zhao Mancang is really just a name in name only?
But what about Liu Zhihu? Could it be that the two of them were colluding to do the same thing?
But there is no need for this, because those who can sit on the sleeper berth are basically people with status and everyone has a medical certificate.

In other words, they can all enjoy free medical services. Even if Zhao Mancang and Liu Zhihu work together to act as a double act, they cannot cheat everyone's money.

What's more, in this day and age, is it possible to cheat people out of money in this way?
Then the cost is too high, right?
Any doctor with a little bit of ability would work in a hospital and earn a high salary, right?
Is it necessary to come out and cheat people?

Chen Dehong and his colleagues had suspicions, but they had no substantial evidence, and they didn't care much about the matter.

"Yes, yes, you're right. I'm definitely undeserving of my reputation. I can't tell you're sick. Everything you say is true."

Zhao Mancang smiled and nodded, then lowered his head to eat.

Such familiar words and tone immediately stunned Zhang Bu, and Chen Dehong and the others were stunned for a while.

This sentence seems quite familiar.

The first thing Zhang Bu thought of was that Zhao Mancang seemed to have spoken to him in the same words and tone two or three hours ago.

Too lazy to argue, too lazy to explain!
Aside from the different wording, everything else is almost identical.

Zeng Xueyao was immediately disappointed when she heard this. She thought she had found a doctor with better medical skills who might be able to cure her rhinitis.

After all, rhinitis is a stubborn disease that is really troublesome.

Liu Zhihu, who was standing next to him, saw this scene and wanted to say something but stopped himself. However, when he saw Zhao Mancang eating with his head down, he finally chose to remain silent. In fact, it seemed that there was nothing much to say, right?

Zhao Mancang himself didn't want to explain, and it was even less likely that Zhang Bu and the others would explain for him.

They even wished Zeng Xueyao would misunderstand them, which would be more beneficial to them.

It must be said that Zhao Mancang's appearance is quite good. In addition, his identity as a doctor also makes him quite attractive.

The train continued to move forward. After Zhao Mancang finished his meal, which he didn't know whether it should be called lunch or dinner, he returned the lunch box to the staff who came to collect it, and then picked up a book and read quietly.

Not long after he looked for a while, a cry of surprise was heard in the carriage.

Many people came to the corridor and looked around curiously.

"Is there a doctor? Come and help, someone is unconscious here."

It turned out that someone in front suddenly fainted and fell, which attracted the attention of the crowd.

Upon hearing this, Zeng Xueyao immediately said to Zhao Mancang:

"Hey, Comrade Zhao, aren't you a doctor? Go and help."

The latter rolled his eyes at the other person, put down the book, got up and left.

In this era, being helpful is a common thing, but selfish people will be attacked and criticized by everyone.

Zhao Mancang certainly didn't want to be criticized, so he had to get up and go out to help see what was going on.

After passing through the crowded corridor, Zhao Mancang finally arrived at the other side of the carriage and saw a female comrade who had been helped to lie on the berth.

There were several lesbians around him, and Zhao Mancang was a little surprised when he saw how they were dressed.

These lesbians are all very distinctive in appearance, and are much better than Zeng Xueyao in both temperament and appearance.

"you are a doctor?"

Lu Qingqi frowned and looked at Zhao Mancang in front of him. He was so young and didn't look like a doctor at all.

But Zhao Mancang had already nodded, and without saying a word, he squatted down to take the pulse of her colleague Lian Qiufang.

"Hello, you are all her colleagues, right? Has she not eaten for a day? She is starving and her blood sugar is too low, which is why she fell into a coma."

After taking Lian Qiufang's pulse, Zhao Mancang said to Lu Qingqi and the others:
"Her health is very poor and she needs a long period of rest and recuperation. Otherwise, based on her current condition, she will die within two years."

hiss!
Hearing what Zhao Mancang said, Lu Qingqi and the others couldn't help but gasp.

Zeng Xueyao, Zhang Bu, Chen Dehong and others who squeezed forward to watch were also surprised. What was going on?
Zhao Mancang, who is in the right state, looks very different, as if he is very powerful.

"That's impossible. How could she have two years left? You must be lying to us. You're definitely not a doctor."

Lu Qingqi retorted loudly with a look of disbelief on her face.

"Let me ask you, you should be very familiar with her, right? You should know that she usually eats very little, right?"

Zhao Mancang immediately shook his head and continued to ask Lu Qingqi:
"Look at her wrists for yourself. They're very thin, almost skin and bones. Her face looks relatively round, but that's just baby fat. She shouldn't be more than nineteen years old. Am I right?"

"And doesn't she usually suffer from nausea, indigestion, abdominal pain, and fever? She must have been to the doctor frequently, right? Didn't the doctor tell you that her condition was just a matter of malnutrition and that a simple rest would be enough, right?"

"Although I don't know what your work is, I'm guessing her workload must be quite heavy. She consumes a lot of energy every day, but she only eats very little, and her meal times are very irregular. This is what led to her current symptoms."

"The reason I said she wouldn't live past the third year is because she's still working. If she reduces her work output, takes time to recuperate, and cures her chronic illness, she might still live into her seventies or eighties."

The female comrade in front of us, named Lian Qiufang, contracted cancer due to her work and irregular eating and sleeping habits.

And it is an early symptom of pancreatic cancer.

In other words, she should have already developed pancreatic cancer or is heading towards pancreatic cancer.

At this time, Lian Qiufang was not in the late stage of pancreatic cancer, so the possibility of being cured was still very high.

Since Zhao Mancang had suffered from pancreatic cancer in his previous life, he was very familiar with the condition of pancreatic cancer.

You have to know that he has been to many large hospitals in major cities across the country and has seen many top experts. Of course, he has a very deep and thorough understanding of pancreatic cancer.

Now that he has been reborn, Zhao Mancang has a better understanding of this disease and is more clear about why he determined that Lian Qiufang's disease was pancreatic cancer after simply taking her pulse.

In fact, even in later generations, the cause of pancreatic cancer, a very serious malignant tumor disease, has not been fully clarified.

However, based on the majority of patients suffering from pancreatic cancer, we can simply summarize that it has a lot to do with genetic factors, lifestyle habits, etc.

Hearing what Zhao Mancang said, Lu Qingqi, Jiang Ling, Cai Yufen and the others all widened their eyes. Lu Qingqi, who was more familiar with Lian Qiufang, subconsciously exclaimed and asked:

"How did you know?"

You can tell how shocked she is by looking at her expression.

Before today, Lu Qingqi and the others didn't know Zhao Mancang and had no idea who he was.

But Zhao Mancang was able to accurately describe Lian Qiufang's physical condition. Could it be that Chinese medicine practitioners could know so much just by taking her pulse?

so amazing!

Zeng Xueyao, Zhang Bu and other onlookers all opened their eyes wide, their faces full of disbelief.

Zeng Xueyao, in particular, felt her face burning at this moment. Thinking of what she had said about Zhao Mancang before, she even wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

She really wanted to leave here, but her legs couldn't move at all, and she wanted to continue watching how Zhao Mancang treated her.

At the same time, she also wanted to ask Zhao Mancang whether he could treat her rhinitis.

Zhao Mancang just smiled and did not answer the other party's question, but continued:

"She has low blood sugar right now. I can give her an injection, but she'll still need more sugar when she wakes up."

"Also, her condition was discovered relatively early. If treated early, it can still be cured."

As he spoke, he took out a needle bag from his messenger bag, then pulled out a few silver needles and started acupuncture on Lian Qiufang.

The onlookers watched this scene with wide eyes.

It’s a pity that they couldn’t understand it and could only watch for fun.

Lu Qingqi and the others didn't know what to say at this moment.

From the current point of view, Zhao Mancang's medical skills should be very good. After all, no one can know the detailed physical condition of Lian Qiufang just by taking her pulse.

"Hey, wake up, wake up."

At this moment, Zhao Mancang had just finished acupuncture and had just put the silver needle back into the needle bag when Lu Qingqi and the others suddenly exclaimed.

Zhang Bu, Chen Dehong, Zeng Xueyao and others also widened their eyes.

Seeing that Lian Qiufang had woken up, Zhao Mancang said to her:

"Hello, comrade. You just fainted. Your companions called me to treat you. Your condition is quite poor."

After simply repeating what he had just said, Zhao Mancang saw that Lian Qiufang's pretty face instantly became paler.

She had just fainted and was very weak. Now hearing the news that she had cancer was a bolt from the blue, and her face naturally became even uglier.

Zhao Mancang had already described her physical condition very clearly, so she certainly would not doubt his identity as a doctor.

Lu Qingqi and the others next to her also echoed Zhao Mancang's words, hoping that she could have a good rest. At the same time, they also persuaded her to eat something first to replenish her energy.

"I suggest you get off at the next station and return to Beijing to recuperate. Whether it's Union Hospital or the PLA General Hospital, their medical standards are still very high."

Zhao Mancang gave another brief instruction and then left.

That's all he had to say, he wouldn't say anything more.

This is essentially about helping others, there is no need to push yourself too far.

In Zhao Mancang's opinion, it is enough to fulfill his responsibilities. He can't possibly provide free treatment to others, right?

That's not helping others, that's being mean.

By the time Zhao Mancang returned to his berth and sat down, the system had already harvested a lot of experience points.

"It's been pretty good this time. I was able to gain so much experience points. Not bad."

The current experience value balance has exceeded two thousand, which is definitely a very high record.

"Doctor Zhao, you are amazing!"

Chen Dehong and the others came back. As soon as they came back, they surrounded Zhao Mancang, gave him thumbs up and praised him.

Everyone saw what happened just now.

This time, no one doubted Zhao Mancang's medical skills anymore.

To be honest, it is unbelievable that he has such medical skills at such a young age, but the facts are right in front of us, and we have no choice but to believe it.

Suddenly, after coming back, Zeng Xueyao, who had been silent all the time, had a complicated expression, and then she mustered up the courage to sincerely apologize to Zhao Mancang.

"Dr. Zhao, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you like that just now."

"I hope you can forgive me."

As soon as she spoke, everyone fell silent.

If it were before, Zhang Bu and the others would definitely speak up now, speak for Zeng Xueyao, and ask Zhao Mancang to forgive her.

But now?
No one spoke, as if they didn't hear Zeng Xueyao's words.

(End of this chapter)