"Is this enough?" Zhang Guangli asked.
"If there are no surprises, it should be, but we’ll still have to see how the patient recovers after taking the dicine," Lu Xuan thought for a mont and said.
Lv Xuming stood up at this mont and said, "Dr. Lu, regarding the consultation fee, we will charge according to our standard rates here, what do you think?"
Lu Xuan recalled the scene he had just seen in the ward and replied without much thought, "Let’s disregard the fee, the patient’s family isn’t well-off, and it’s just a matter of speaking, nothing major. Let’s disregard the consultation fee and save so money for the patient."
After he finished speaking, he wrote down the prescription and so precautions, handed it to Zhang Guangli, and quietly said, "I’ve written the prescription, Dean Zhang, just follow it to prepare the dicine. After the patient takes the dicine for a couple of days, I’ll co back to check the situation. If anything cos up in between, you can contact anyti; I’ll be staying in Anjiang for now."
Not charging a fee?
Lv Xuming looked at Lu Xuan in astonishnt, sowhat incredulous.
Even Old Zhou seed visibly stunned upon hearing this.
Zhang Guangli, upon hearing these words, froze for a mont, then looked at Lu Xuan sowhat silently.
Not charging a consultation fee is rare in the dical field.
It’s important to know that such fees are quite hefty, at least several thousand yuan, possibly even tens of thousands.
To anyone, it’s not a small inco.
Few can ignore it.
But precisely because of this, Zhang Guangli beca even more silent.
From a young age, Zhang Guangli had a great interest in traditional Chinese dicine.
He could be considered from a family of traditional Chinese dicine practitioners; his father was a village Traditional Chinese dicine Doctor. Although his skills weren’t very remarkable, he helped many villagers.
In the village, Zhang Guangli’s father was very well-known, mainly not for his dical skills, but for his reputation for saving lives. Whenever soone was in need, Zhang Guangli could always see his father huddled in front of a row of herbal dicine cabinets.
For those who couldn’t afford the dicine, his father would always say, "Take the dicine first and pay when you have the money."
But at that ti, nine out of ten families were impoverished; paying for dicine was difficult, even eating was tough, and over ti, the dicine fee would just be forgotten.
Doing such a deed didn’t make money, it even incurred losses. Sotis, there wasn’t enough food at ho, yet money had to be spent on buying dicine.
Whenever his mother scolded his father for these matters, his father would smile gently and say, "We may eat less, but we won’t starve, however, if soone is sick and doesn’t take dicine, they could die. I don’t have great skills, but people trust us, they co to when they’re sick. If I can’t help due to my poor dical skills, it’s not my fault, but I can’t fail to save lives because of a lack of dicine."
"But you can’t consistently not charge money, at least charge sothing for the dicine," Zhang Guangli rembered his mother’s words.
His father would laugh and say, "People truly have no money, should I just ignore them? I know you’re kind-hearted, you can’t bear to see patients suffering. Even if I wanted to charge, you wouldn’t agree and would return the fee to them. It’s been like this several tis, do you think I don’t know?"
At that ti, Zhang Guangli was still young and didn’t understand why his father acted that way.
Why, even when the family was short of money, his mother chose to return the fees given by others.
Even when the family was nearly out of food, he didn’t allow himself to buy at, but sent patients away with a smile, refusing any fee.
When he was young, he didn’t understand.
He even felt his father and mother were a bit foolish.
How could anyone be like this?
But after seeing Lu Xuan, he fell silent.
The world still has people like his father who are so foolish.
They can’t bear to see human suffering.
From the mont he t Lu Xuan, Zhang Guangli didn’t quite understand why such a young person could have such high dical skills, why even Huang Beishan, a national-level renowned TCM doctor, felt inferior.
But this mont, Zhang Guangli seed to understand a bit.
So people are just so lovable and admirable.
...
Zhang Guangli silently took the prescription Lu Xuan handed over and then passed it to Lv Xuming: "Director Lv, here is the prescription. The County Hospital doesn’t have a herbal dicine dispensary, have soone go to the County Hospital of Traditional Chinese dicine to prepare the dicine, and have it boiled there. Once the dicine is ready, send it over here, I’ll arrange things with them."
"Alright." Lv Xuming nodded.
After arranging these matters, Lu Xuan was ready to leave, but before he could say anything to the others, Zhang Guangli stepped forward and said, "Dr. Lu, I’ve studied the kidney field myself. A few years ago, I attended Huang Beishan’s lectures and learned a lot. I also heard so things from my father when I was young, but I still have so doubts regarding the treatnt and diagnosis of kidney issues. Dr. Lu, if you wouldn’t mind my advanced age and less agile mind, could you teach so things in this area?"
His words carried a sincere tone.
Like a student looking at his most admired teacher, his eyes filled with anticipation.
This scene rendered Lv Xuming and Old Zhou utterly silent, silent but incredibly shocked.
Dean Zhang Guangli was completely convinced by Lu Xuan’s abilities.
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