??436: Chapter 425: Just Traditional Chinese dicine?
436: Chapter 425: Just Traditional Chinese dicine?
“Damn it, I told you to press down on his legs, don’t you dare let go,” Song Yun cursed.
“Hurry up and control his legs, otherwise the movent could tear the wound.”
Hearing this, the workers, who had already started to relax their grip, began to press down on Xiao Wang’s right leg with all their might again.
Even without professional immobilization tools, they managed to stabilize Xiao Wang’s body.
Once Xiao Wang’s legs stopped shaking uncontrollably, Song Yun reached down to check his breathing.
He felt that although Xiao Wang was now semi-unconscious, his breathing was steady, without any signs of being too fast or too slow.
The ambulance hadn’t arrived yet, and taking him to the hospital might not provide a better solution.
The hospital would probably just suture the wound, bandage it up, and then disinfect and reduce the inflammation of the wound.
As for whether you’ll be able to move your right leg freely in the future,
that’s not sothing those doctors can consider.
The hospitals now are fair; you get what you pay for.
The quality of the dical supplies corresponds to how much you spend, whether your full recovery takes a month or two or even a year or two, it’s all up to what the doctors say.
Since there was no incense ash around, Song Yun could only use cigarette ash as a substitute.
This type of ash has the effect of rapidly disinfecting and stopping bleeding, even though the bandaging had already mostly stopped the bleeding from Xiao Wang’s right leg.
But to be on the safe side, Song Yun lit a cigarette, collected the ash on paper, and evenly sprinkled it over the bandages.
Right after he finished all this, the sound of the ambulance finally reached them.
The ambulance ca in, and two doctors carrying a stretcher hurried over, asking, “Where is the injured?”
“Over here,” Song Yun called out.
As the doctors rushed over, they anxiously inquired upon seeing Xiao Wang lying on the ground, “How is the patient’s condition now?”
“He’s out of danger for the most part,” Song Yun said with a smile.
“The bleeding has almost stopped, and the rebar has been removed.”
“Nonsense, the doctor hasn’t arrived yet; how can you just randomly remove the rebar?
What would you do if there were severe bleeding?” one doctor scolded Song Yun.
“If we had waited for you, Xiao Wang would have long been dead,” a middle-aged man stood up and cursed.
“Your arrival is certainly ‘tily’, as quick as a tortoise crawling.”
“We got caught in traffic; otherwise, we didn’t want to arrive this late,” the doctor said, embarrassed.
“But you shouldn’t have touched that rebar.
It’s lucky it didn’t hit any major arteries, or else the patient might have died before we even reached here.”
“Nonsense, our boss here is a Divine Doctor, and Xiao Wang would have been dead without him,” the middle-aged man loudly declared.
“I think our boss has more dical ethics than you doctors.”
“Since he has dical ethics, let him treat you then,” snapped an intern doctor, believing they had rushed over here risking their lives, these migrant workers should at least be grateful to them, but instead, they received nothing but scorn and mockery.
“How can you speak like that?
What’s your na?
I’m going to file a complaint,” Li Shishi stepped forward and said.
“You were already in the wrong for being late.
What now, are the ‘Angels in White’ turning into ‘Black-clothed Demons’?”
“You’re talking nonsense,” the intern doctor said.
“We still raced over here, risking our lives, you know…”
The intern doctor had not finished speaking when he was interrupted by an older doctor beside him, who apologized to the workers with a sorry smile, “I’m really sorry, this is a new mber of our hospital staff, and he was too blunt with his words.
I hope everyone can forgive us.”
The intern doctor was about to say more when a female nurse beside him tugged at his sleeve, saying, “You’re still an intern, and if these people complain to the hospital, forget about working here in the future, you might not even get your diploma.”
“Why, I’m telling the truth,” the intern doctor protested.
“I know you’re telling the truth, but the victim lying on the ground is also a real patient,” the nurse said.
“It’s best not to get into any disputes with the family of the patient.
After all, you’ll be working in hospitals your whole life, and the most important things for a doctor are reputation and dical ethics; a single mistake can send you into the Abyss.”
“All right, since you’re here, go ahead and take him away.
I’ve studied dicine for a few years myself, or I wouldn’t have dared to move the rebar,” Song Yun said with a smile.
“You’ve studied dicine?
Which school did you graduate from?” the older doctor asked, looking at Song Yun in surprise.
This young man seed to be in his early twenties, yet handled such a patient with composure; it was undeniable that both his courage and dical skills were top-notch.
“I’ve just studied a bit of Traditional Chinese dicine,” Song Yun said modestly.
“Traditional Chinese dicine,” the older doctor said, glancing at Song Yun with a hint of doubt, while the intern doctor looked at Song Yun with disdain, saying, “Just Chinese dicine?
Are you using ‘Divine Talismans’ burned and given to the patient to drink?”
Song Yun, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but shake his head in frustration.
People’s understanding of Chinese dicine had deviated, as they assud it was only used by barefoot doctors in rural areas, involving nothing more than burning ‘Divine Talismans’ and drinking them with water.
But they didn’t realize that branches of Chinese dicine, like Korean and Japanese dicine, are flourishing in their respective countries.
Those countries have taken Chinese dicine, improved upon it, and turned it into the essence of their own cultures.
Yet, we in Huaxia still consider Chinese dicine to be backward.
They didn’t know that so dical conditions were treatable by Chinese dicine long ago, and Chinese dicine focuses on dietary therapy and herbal dicine.
From the perspective of Chinese dicine, the human body is like a reservoir of essence.
Any reckless surgery not only causes adverse effects on the physical body but also severely depletes one’s vital energy.
Whereas Western dicine’s solutions to complex syndros are often surgery and chemotherapy, which is akin to killing a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred of one’s own troops.
“You don’t understand Chinese dicine, and that is truly pitiful,” Song Yun shook his head and said with a hint of sorrow.
“The thods passed down by our ancestors for thousands of years are now considered waste by you; I don’t even know what to say.”
The intern wanted to retort, but he was stopped by the older doctor, who said to Song Yun apologetically, “Our traditional dicine is indeed the essence of our nation.
However, too many people seek fa without real rit, causing Chinese dicine to decline.
But I always believe that Chinese dicine will rise again soday.”
“Of course, it will,” Song Yun said with a smile.
“After all, we can’t let our ancestors, resting below, witness their legacy being taken and learned by foreigners.”
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