"Wow, kid, you... you’re amazing! Do you know how many people would be scared out of their wits if you told them you have a photographic mory?"
His aunt, Lu Ran, excitedly patted Lu Xuan on the shoulder. This ability not only allowed Lu Xuan to excel in the field of traditional Chinese dicine but also implied a deeper, more profound significance.
To put it bluntly, if this were to get out, it’s likely no one would believe it.
Within just two short months, Lu Xuan used this ability to reach his current status, showcasing his skills and dical expertise. Everyone was curious about where he could be in another year or even three to five years.
It’s hard to imagine, without him saying it first, that a young man of twenty-six or twenty-seven could already serve as the director of a Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital and a director of the Chinese dicine Association. In the future, he would shoulder the responsibility of becoming the president of the Chinese dicine Association.
It’s difficult for anyone to associate such achievents with a young man like Lu Xuan.
Everyone snapped back to attention, bombarding Lu Xuan with questions about how he used his photographic mory to master traditional Chinese dicine, overwhelming him with their inquiries.
Lu Xuan welcod their questions, explaining everything he could, thoroughly dispelling the doubts in their hearts.
Lu Xuan and Lin Yongzhen discussed and decided to follow the elder’s plans and choose traditional Chinese dicine for treatnt.
As Lu Qinian put it, "My grandson’s skills in traditional Chinese dicine are so remarkable, and I was never keen on seeing a Western doctor anyway. Naturally, I want to experience firsthand just how skilled my grandson is."
"Xiaoxuan, your grandpa’s right here, so why don’t you take a look at him first and see what treatnt is needed?" Lu Guoquan asked Lu Xuan, curious if, despite Lu Xuan’s impressive skills, he could easily cure a disease like cancer, which everyone sees as incurable.
After all, in Western dicine, most cancers are deed incurable. You could say that Western thods of fighting cancer don’t fundantally cure the disease.
They operate here, but it tastasizes there, leaving chemotherapy and radiation therapy as the last resort, ultimately leaving patients with severe damage, even dying in agony.
Lu Guoquan had limited exposure to traditional Chinese dicine. When Lu Xuan chose to study it back then, he was initially against it. However, since the elder spoke up and Lu Xuan persisted, he said nothing more but deep down remained skeptical.
Especially after hearing Ji Xiuwen’s recent comnts, Lu Guoquan wondered, is traditional Chinese dicine really as miraculous as Ji Xiuwen claims?
Is his son’s dical skill truly that terrifying?
To treat cancer like it’s child’s play?
Lu Xuan didn’t overthink it since they were all family, and it didn’t hurt to speak frankly. "Dad, to be honest, when it cos to cancer, I’ve always believed that traditional Chinese dical treatnt is more scientific than Western dicine, sparing patients much unnecessary suffering.
As for Grandpa’s situation, if the tests look good, traditional Chinese dicine can manage cancer without affecting daily life. With effective treatnt, a cure isn’t impossible, and it avoids the issue of tastasis seen in Western therapies.
However, a specific treatnt plan can only be determined after I check Grandpa’s pulse."
Lu Guoquan’s eyes widened. The things Lu Xuan said honestly shocked him, and only after a while did he manage to respond, "This is cancer we’re talking about. Are you really that confident?"
Lu Xuan smiled slightly, "Actually, the reason no one pays much attention to traditional Chinese dicine in our small town of Anjiang is that you haven’t been to Yong City yet. There, many people opt for traditional Chinese dicine after being diagnosed with diseases considered incurable by Western standards.
Even when it cos to cancer, even if soone chooses Western thods first, they almost invariably seek traditional Chinese dicine after surgery to ease the severe side effects of chemo and radiation.
Furthermore, with traditional Chinese dicine, one might avoid post-operative chemo and radiation altogether, effectively preventing the spread of cancer cells."
After briefly pausing, Lu Xuan continued, "Traditional Chinese dicine treats cancer differently than Western dicine does. Western dicine views cancer as an enemy to eliminate completely, without considering why cancer cells appeared in the body or how to change that condition. Ultimately, using a scalpel repeatedly just sends the patient off step by step.
Especially chemotherapy and radiation. While they can kill cancer cells, they also destroy normal cells, leaving the body extrely weakened and at risk of cancer spreading.
Traditional Chinese dicine is different. It tackles cancer at the root, changing the body’s environnt to give cancer cells no chance to spread or survive, while also boosting the body’s immune system, allowing the patient to combat cancer cells themselves, in a more scientific way than Western thods."
As Lu Xuan detailed how traditional and Western dicine differ in cancer treatnt, Lu Guoquan pretended to whisper casually to Lin Fangling, but his ears picked up every single word, storing them all in his mory.
His hand trembled slightly, unable to hide his internal shock.
As he looked at Lu Xuan, a hint of relief appeared in his eyes.
No one appeared more shocked than Lin Yongzhen, who studied dicine. He looked at Lu Xuan in disbelief.
Lu Qinian no longer had any doubts. He had thought about letting Lu Xuan examine him, treating it as giving Lu Xuan a chance to practice. However, he hadn’t expected Lu Xuan to truly be capable. At this mont, he couldn’t wait to personally experience his grandson’s dical skill.
"Xiaoxuan, Grandpa is entrusting himself to you," Lu Qinian said with a kindly smile. As he spoke, he had already walked over to Lu Xuan and extended his sun-weathered, wrinkled hands to him.
"For traditional Chinese dicine, should I have my pulse checked first?"
"Yes."
Lu Xuan nodded with a smile, "We also need to check your tongue coating and take note of any recent discomfort so I can prescribe accordingly."
"Grandpa, please take a seat by the dining table. It’s not convenient to take your pulse while standing."
"Alright, I’ll listen to my grandson," Lu Qinian said, laughing heartily as he sat down by the dining table.
Lu Guoquan and the others imdiately gathered around as well.
At the dining table, Lu Qinian cooperatively extended his arm for Lu Xuan to examine his pulse and tongue.
"Occasional abdominal distension, discomfort in the liver region, fever, cough with scant white phlegm, tongue is red with thick greasy yellow coating, and the pulse is slippery."
Lu Xuan murmured to himself for a while.
"Xiaoxuan, how is Grandpa?" Lin Yongzhen asked anxiously, his eyes full of shock. This wasn’t sothing an intern who recently graduated could do.
Turning to see their tension, Lu Xuan thought for a mont and said, "Based on the pulse and tongue findings, Grandpa’s condition is consistent with the examinations and isn’t severe.
Diagnosed as bowel mass, with symptoms of damp-heat obstruction. The treatnt should clear heat, resolve dampness, detoxify, and disperse masses."
"Bowel mass?"
"Damp-heat obstruction?"
Imdiately after Lu Xuan spoke, both Lin Yongzhen and Lu Guoquan echoed in puzzlent. Others too looked bewildered, unsure of the aning of Lu Xuan’s words.
Though Lin Yongzhen studied dicine, he had little exposure to traditional Chinese dicine, knowing not much more than Lu Guoquan and the others.
Instead, Ji Xiuwen, on hearing Lu Xuan ntion this, beca visibly serious, afraid of missing any word or detail.
Seeing everyone’s perplexed expressions, Lu Xuan explained, "When it cos to treating colorectal cancer, traditional Chinese dicine has long discussed this in depth.
According to historical Chinese dical texts, although ancient physicians didn’t specify ’colorectal cancer’ as a term, symptoms consistent with it are described under conditions like ’intestinal wind,’ ’organ toxicity,’ ’locked anus hemorrhoid,’ ’bowel mass,’ and ’wasting disease.’
As ntioned in ’Blood Disease Theory,’ ’Organ toxicity refers to swelling and hardness at the anus, with pain and bleeding.’
’Great Achievent in Surgery’ also states: ’Locked anus hemorrhoid, inside and outside the anus like sectional bamboo, locked tight like a sea snake, urgency without relief, passage narrow and flat, occasionally oozing foul liquid.’
These symptoms are quite similar to the modern dical understanding of rectal and anal canal cancer."
As Lu Xuan spoke, he suddenly noticed the once-noisy hall fall completely silent. Looking back, he saw that the confusion on the faces of Lu Guoquan and others had vanished, replaced with sheer astonishnt.
"Is this... photographic mory?"
*Sharp inhale...*
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