Before leaving, Hu iqiao patted Lu Xuan on the shoulder, giving him an encouraging look:
"As long as you’re confident about Zhang Song’s illness, that’s all that matters. Don’t worry about the rest, even if sothing happens, the other party has signed an agreent, so it has nothing to do with you."
Lu Xuan looked grateful, "Director, thank you."
If Hu iqiao hadn’t agreed to let him treat patients, it wouldn’t have mattered how unwilling he was.
But Hu iqiao not only agreed, she also took care of the possible troubles afterwards for him.
Previously, Lu Xuan was extrely unwilling to co to the Health Center, but now he’s sowhat glad that he did.
If he wasn’t at the Health Center, even with his ability to hear the Heart’s Voice of traditional Chinese dicine, he probably wouldn’t have had the opportunity to treat patients independently.
Even if he could treat patients on his own, in a situation like Zhang Song’s, the District Hospital of Traditional Chinese dicine probably wouldn’t agree to let him prescribe and treat.
But at the Health Center, he has much more freedom, and with an understanding director, Lu Xuan feels that staying at the Health Center is the right choice for him.
Hu iqiao smiled, "Lu, you don’t need to be so formal! After all, I’m the director, I have to consider your welfare. Others may be content here because they’re older and aren’t looking to leave, but you’re young, and you have a chance to go to a bigger hospital and achieve greater things.
With your skills, I know you won’t be at the Health Center for long; going to a big hospital is just a matter of ti."
"Thanks for your kind words."
Lu Xuan didn’t say anything to pledge loyalty, but responded along Hu iqiao’s lines. He’s young and it’s unlikely he’ll stay at the Health Center forever.
"However, going to a big hospital isn’t sothing I have control over."
Hu iqiao disagreed with his statent, earnestly saying, "I understand what you’re thinking. You don’t want to acknowledge that your dical skills are inherited from your family, and I won’t press you on it. Maybe you want to rely on your own abilities to excel.
As for offending Director Liu Rong from the District Hospital of Traditional Chinese dicine, you actually don’t need to worry. You know Zhang Song’s situation—if you manage to extend his life, then your future won’t be sothing Liu Rong can determine.
Because of Liu Rong’s connection, it might be a bit difficult to go to the District Hospital of Traditional Chinese dicine. But as for the City Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital, if you want to go there, I don’t think it’ll be an issue."
"City Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital?"
Lu Xuan swallowed hard; he didn’t even dare think about the District Hospital of Traditional Chinese dicine.
Hu iqiao gave a slight smile, "What, you don’t believe it?"
Lu Xuan nodded; getting into the City Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital is no easy task.
Hu iqiao explained, "Lu, you’re underestimating yourself. If you truly cure Zhang Song with traditional Chinese dicine, the City Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital might be the one begging you to join."
"If you don’t believe it, just wait and see."
Hu iqiao had great confidence in her words. If soone for whom the City First Hospital issued a "death notice" can be saved, then it’s a skill that will be coveted not just by the City Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital, but even at the provincial level.
By then, the question wouldn’t be whether the District Hospital of Traditional Chinese dicine wants to invite Lu Xuan, but whether they have the qualifications to invite him to practice there.
Hu iqiao was confident Lu Xuan could go to the City Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital, and Lu Xuan didn’t really know how to respond, so he just smiled.
"By the way, Lu, let’s get you an assistant," Hu iqiao suddenly said.
"No need, I can handle it myself," Lu Xuan quickly shook his head.
But Hu iqiao gave an insightful smile, "It’s better to have one; otherwise, I’m afraid you won’t be able to keep up with the workload."
Seeing that Hu iqiao didn’t seem to be joking, Lu Xuan, though not fully understanding, could only nod and agree, "I’ll follow your arrangents."
After a brief chat, Hu iqiao left with Wang Youqing.
After leaving the Traditional Chinese dicine departnt, Hu iqiao suddenly turned back to Wang Youqing and said, "If Zhang Song recovers, our Health Center’s Traditional Chinese dicine departnt might really get busy."
Upon hearing this, Wang Youqing nodded approvingly, "Indeed!"
If Lu Xuan can even save Zhang Song, once the news spreads, how many people will be rushing to register at the Traditional Chinese dicine departnt?
Wang Youqing couldn’t even imagine.
This morning, there were already many people in the registration hall, and word of mouth will only make Lu Xuan’s reputation grow.
Previously curing a child who swallowed a screw might have been good luck, but saving Zhang Song’s life would undoubtedly be true skill.
"I’m just worried that when Lu leaves, there will be no one to take over at the Traditional Chinese dicine departnt."
Wang Youqing sighed.
Hu iqiao also looked complicated. It’s not just that there would be no one to take over—it’s that not just any Traditional Chinese dicine Doctor could manage it.
Once Lu Xuan leaves, the Health Center’s Traditional Chinese dicine departnt might return to its previously neglected state.
Traditional Chinese dicine departnt.
After Hu iqiao and Wang Youqing left, Lu Xuan thought about the City Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital, feeling sowhat eager.
"Going to the Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital would be great, but for right now, it might not necessarily be a good thing."
Lu Xuan knew clearly that regardless of his abilities, he was just a student who graduated less than half a year ago, and going to the City Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital might not even get him an opportunity to practice independently.
If he can’t practice independently, he’d rather stay at the Health Center to accumulate clinical experience and hone his real skills.
Instead of now, where he has to rely on an external aid to prescribe and heal.
He couldn’t even thoroughly understand pulse diagnosis and tongue diagnosis.
As a Traditional Chinese dicine Doctor, Lu Xuan knew he had more than just a little to learn.
Even if he were to go to the City Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital, it would have to be when he’s gained so considerable skill.
He can’t always rely on the Heart’s Voice, can he?
...
The news about Zhang Song quickly spread around the community near the Health Center.
A group of elderly n and won, with nothing better to do, began to discuss Zhang Song as their topic of conversation during their leisure ti.
Under the shade of a tree, a group of elderly people fanned themselves while chatting about today’s news.
"Hey! Did you all hear? The City First Hospital had sent soone ho to prepare for the funeral, and today, they suddenly showed up at our Qiu City Health Center," an elderly woman who was in the registration hall earlier in the day started the conversation.
Those who hadn’t heard the news shook their heads repeatedly, while those who had heard the story quickly joined in: "I heard about Dr. Lu’s achievents and that’s why they ca here, but I doubt there’s much hope. Even the City First Hospital sent them back to prepare for the end. What can Dr. Lu really do?"
"I also think the possibility isn’t great. I saw the patient, very severe condition. I heard the First Hospital worked on him for five days without much effect. Traditional Chinese dicine isn’t really strong in this area. But if Dr. Lu can actually save that person, that would be amazing."
"If he can really save him, I’ll also go to Dr. Lu to have my old ailnts looked at."
"Your old ailnts haven’t been healed yet?"
"Nope, it’s been decades."
"It’s worth a try, but if he really gets cured, it might be difficult to get an appointnt with Dr. Lu then."
"I’ll just go online and book an appointnt for the day after tomorrow now."
The elderly man quickly picked up his phone, not daring to delay.
Whether to go or not, just schedule the appointnt first, and even if he doesn’t go, he can cancel later.
The day passed quickly.
Evening.
Lu Xuan, who was still docunting Zhang Song’s case, suddenly received a WeChat ssage. When he opened it, he saw it was a voice ssage from Zhang Song’s wife, Ms. Wu.
Lu Xuan turned on the speaker and listened:
"Dr. Lu, following your instructions, I’ve given him the dicine twice already. My husband is now sweating profusely, urinating a lot more, and the swelling on his body has reduced significantly. His condition seems to have improved."
Just after listening, a photo ca through, showing Zhang Song himself.
Apart from what Ms. Wu ntioned, Zhang Song’s complexion had also improved a lot; it had been a gloomy grey in the morning, and now a slight redness could be seen.
Seeing this, Lu Xuan clenched his fist in excitent.
A turning point had appeared.
Of course, he was not completely out of danger yet, but looking at the situation now, it seed manageable.
So, he picked up his phone, thought for a mont, and said: "Indeed there is an improvent, but he’s not out of danger yet. Continue to give him the dicine as per the instructions from this morning, and co over for a follow-up imdiately after taking it."
He released his grip and sent the ssage.
Soon after, Ms. Wu responded, her gratitude evident: "Thank... thank you, Dr. Lu! Thank you so much."
It was clear that Ms. Wu was very excited.
Lu Xuan also breathed a sigh of relief.
The prescription he gave Zhang Song included an amount of Aconite that far exceeded the standard limits. If anything really happened to Zhang Song and his family decided to pursue it, even though a liability waiver was signed, Lu Xuan wouldn’t be able to escape responsibility.
One could say that Lu Xuan had taken a risky step, akin to walking a tightrope in high air; one slip and he might plumt into an abyss.
However, he was unwilling to let such a good opportunity pass.
For a Traditional Chinese dicine Doctor, taking on a critical patient is sothing many dream of, though so view it as a dangerous tiger, afraid to touch it.
After all, if sothing went wrong, they might never recover again in their lifeti.
It can only be said that Lu Xuan, with his extraordinary ability called Heart’s Voice, had the decisiveness and courage of a newborn calf unafraid of tigers.
More importantly, it was about the responsibility of being a doctor.
To heal the wounded and rescue the dying.
Nowadays, many doctors have forgotten their original intentions.
So even lack the ethics a doctor should have.
Lu Xuan did not want to beco one of them.
Only by doing so can he live up to the trust of the patients.
Even if there is an abyss ahead, he must take a step forward.
And if no one else will take that step, he will.
For Lu Xuan, Zhang Song was not just a patient on the brink of death; he also offered Lu Xuan a new understanding of Traditional Chinese dicine.
In the past, he only knew that ergency dicine was also part of Traditional Chinese dicine, but he had never had direct exposure.
And now it was different, witnessing with his own eyes a patient on the brink of death—and even given a "death notice" by the First Hospital— gradually escape danger under his care, was an indescribable feeling.
Maybe in years to co, he will feel fearful of what he did today.
But today, he is proud of it.
No matter how dangerous the road ahead is, he dares to take bold action.
This is what a true doctor should be.
Not forgetting the original intention.
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