Especially the elderly people who had physical exams on the second floor before, when they heard that the new Dr. Lu in the Traditional Chinese dicine departnt had cured a costly illness with just a few bucks’ worth of dicine, they spread the news like gaphones, letting everyone know.
Third-floor Pediatric Care Departnt.
After a busy morning, the Pediatric Care Departnt finally started to quiet down near noon.
When the news reached upstairs, several female doctors were utterly shocked.
No one could have imagined that Lu Xuan, who graduated from Zhijiang University of Traditional Chinese dicine less than half a year ago, would have such mastery in traditional Chinese dicine.
A ten-month-old child had swallowed not a small item, but a hexagonal screw, and even the City Won and Children Hospital dared not perform surgery, suggesting that the family go to the Provincial Won and Children’s Hospital.
What left Western dicine helpless was sothing Lu Xuan could handle as easily as treating a minor cold.
This kind of skill, could it really be sothing a fresh graduate could possess?
About this, everyone had different opinions.
A group of won gathered, chattering incessantly, making it seem as if the third-floor Pediatric Care Departnt was hosting a grand drama.
Everyone was chatting and laughing when suddenly Cheng Gaowen turned pale, pressing her lower abdon with both hands, gritting her teeth hard, perhaps due to severe pain, and her forehead was covered in fine sweat.
Zhou Liting, sitting beside Cheng Gaowen, seed to know the reason upon seeing this, and looked concerned, "Sister Cheng, is it hurting again?"
Cheng Gaowen took a deep breath, "Yes."
Zhou Liting expressed her concern, "Sister Cheng, perhaps you should get it checked again, it’s not going to be good if it continues like this!"
Cheng Gaowen knew her situation well; she had lost count of how many tis she’d been checked, but the result was always the sa, so she shook her head and said, "Forget it, it’s an old issue, not easy to fix, just more severe this year than in previous ones."
She then gave a bitter smile, "I’m thinking now it would be nice if nopause ca soon; as long as it doesn’t co, I wouldn’t have to suffer this pain."
nopause?
It’s not that easy!
Cheng Gaowen isn’t in her forties or fifties; she’s not even forty and still many years away from nopause.
Zhou Liting thought, but felt a bit helpless.
She lived in the sa neighborhood as Cheng Gaowen, and as colleagues, she knew Cheng Gaowen’s situation quite well.
She’s been in pain for nearly ten years, with this year being the worst. She’s been to countless hospitals and seen too many doctors to rember, but each ti ended in disappointnt.
In the past two years, Cheng Gaowen had given up.
Suddenly, Zhou Liting seed to think of sothing and looked at Cheng Gaowen, "Sister Cheng, why don’t you go and see Dr. Lu?"
"Dr. Lu?"
"Yes."
Cheng Gaowen shook her head, "Forget it, I don’t have much hope now."
"Give it a try, Dr. Lu is just on the second floor, you don’t need to go too far," Zhou Liting persuaded.
"Yes, Liting is right, just give it a try."
The others also started to persuade her.
Eventually, Cheng Gaowen couldn’t resist everyone’s persuasion and was pushed into the elevator to the second floor. Just before the elevator doors closed, Zhou Liting shouted to Cheng Gaowen, "Sister Cheng, we won’t accompany you over."
In the elevator, Cheng Gaowen stared wide-eyed; weren’t they supposed to go with her?
Once the elevator doors closed, soone laughed and said:
"I hope our Dr. Lu can help Sister Cheng with this condition."
However, Zhou Liting didn’t have much hope.
Cheng Gaowen had seen traditional Chinese dicine practitioners before.
In fact, she had seen quite a few, but what was the result?
Nothing much changed.
She took the dicine for a few months; there was so effect, but only a little.
Actually, the pain was secondary; the most important issue was... infertility.
...
Cheng Gaowen headed straight to the second-floor Traditional Chinese dicine departnt and slamd her health insurance card in front of Lu Xuan, who looked stunned.
"Sister, what are you...?"
He was a bit confused by Cheng Gaowen’s actions.
"It’s nothing, just heard of your heroic deeds and thought I’d ask you to check on my period," Cheng Gaowen said boldly, sitting down on the chair and directly placing her hand on the pulse pillow, showing no shyness about ntioning such personal matters in front of a young man.
As a doctor herself, she knew that the last thing a patient should do is hide their illness from the doctor.
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