Chapter 475: Chronic Food Poisoning (1)
Translator: Yunyi Editor: Yunyi
Yu Gangan was worried about her Master Handso so she called several friends in Baiyang City to check and confird that Nanzhen Street had indeed begun demolition.
In the end, she guessed she had been overthinking the situation.
If she was to stay in Beijing and study, the first person she thought of was Elder Huang.
Not only was Elder Huang a representative of the Classical Prescription School and a famous authoritative figure in Beijing’s Chinese dicine community, he was also the honorary dean and doctoral tutor at the Beijing University of Traditional Chinese dicine.
Previously, Elder Huang had asked her to consult at the Royal dical Hall. Since she decided to stay in Beijing, the Royal dical Hall was the best option.
The Royal dical Hall belonged to the Beijing University of Traditional Chinese dicine and it focused on specialties and specific diseases. Not only was it ho to many old, nationally accredited Chinese dicine doctors with ancient and modern skills, there were also many talented young experts and doctors who studied Chinese and Western dicine there.
This was also the place where her grandfather once worked. Yu Gangan had once dread of working there and saving lives.
Yu Gangan gave Elder Huang a phone call. The man happened to be at the Royal dical Hall, so he told her to directly look for him there.
The halls and corridors of the dical hall were full of people, and almost every doctor had a long queue of waiting numbers.
Elder Huang only consulted at the Royal dical Hall two mornings a week.
Those that wanted to see him had to make an appointnt in advance. It was relatively hard to see him. Most people had to wait 3 months to get to the front of his queue.
Outside the clinic, there was a registration table and chair with a nurse behind it.
Yu Gangan walked over and asked, “Hello, is Elder Huang here?”
The nurse looked at Yu Gangan and smiled, “What’s your na?”
“Yu Gangan.”
Assuming that Yu Gangan was a patient, she flipped her appointnt register for quite so ti, “I can’t find your na.”
“I’m not a patient. I’m simply here to look for Elder Huang,” Yu Gangan smiled, hoping she would let her in.
But, the woman rejected her. She was both polite and strict, “I’m sorry, I can’t let you in if you don’t have an appointnt. If you agreed to et with Elder Huang, please give him a phone call.”
Many people had tried this thod to jump the queue because Elder Huang never checked if they had an appointnt, so she had to guard the entrance well.
Those that ca to see Elder Huang included governnt officials and influential figures, but no matter who they were, if they didn’t have an appointnt, they needed to join the queue and wait.
Yu Gangan understood.
She stepped away, grabbed her phone from her bag, and dialed Elder Huang’s number.
Elder Huang was probably in the middle of a consultation and his phone was on silent, so even after calling a few tis, he did not answer.
Seeing that the ti was almost midday and Elder Huang was about to finish work, she decided to wait outside for him to finish.
Yu Gangan found a chair in the corridor and sat down while she sent a ssage to tell Elder Huang where she was.
At that ti, a young, fashionable, good-looking young woman supporting a middle-aged woman walked in looking for a chair. The middle-aged woman was pale, her lips were dry, and she looked weak.
Yu Gangan imdiately stood up and gave her seat to the woman.
“Thank you, thank you,” the young woman said twice as she helped the middle-aged woman sit down, “Mom, slowly.”
The woman was weak as she panted and leaned back against the chair.
Yu Gangan leaned against a wall and looked at them as she casually asked, “What’s wrong with this Madam?”
The young woman frowned and sighed, “Chronic food poisoning. The hospital prescribed her so dicine, but she was hospitalized for over a month and still did not recover. They then prescribed her more dicine, told her to go ho and rest, and arranged for her to return for another consultation in a month.”
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