Manager Ma's situation is not serious. At least when Xiao Chen didn't say it, he may just feel a little uncomfortable, but he didn't think he had liver cancer.
According to the current situation of manager Ma, Xiao Chen doesn't need to use that mysterious medicine. He just needs to prescribe a prescription and drink medicine soup according to the current condition of manager Ma.
"Dr. Xiao, how to treat it? Will it affect my work? "
This work will certainly have an impact more or less. After all, it will be a little sleepy to drink traditional Chinese medicine soup.
"There's nothing else except that I'm a little sleepy after drinking medicine soup." Xiao Chen said.
"Dr. Xiao, please treat me quickly. I don't want my great future to be affected."
According to the current condition of manager Ma, it belongs to the condition of liver loss and drainage, phlegm, fire, gas and blood stasis block the collaterals, and condense into the mass formed under the association. If it is blocked, it will be painful, so there will be mass pain under the association.
According to this symptom, the treatment should be soft, hard and loose knot, detoxification and blood stasis. Xiao Chen opened a famous prescription of ruanghuaji Jiedu decoction.
This is a prescription for half a month. Let's see how effective it will be when he drinks it for half a month.
However, during this half month, he had to drink a dose of medicine soup every day.
Xiao Chen wrote the prescription and said, "Mr. Ma, you can get the medicinal materials in the affiliated hospital. You can go home and boil the medicine soup yourself. You can drink it twice a day."
"OK, Dr. Xiao."
However, manager Ma will certainly go back to investigate and see if Xiao Chen really cured the patient with advanced lung cancer?
If it's true, maybe there's really no need to worry about his disease and treating the young man.
Xiao Chen and Tang Lao came out of manager Ma's ward. The other party was ready to leave the hospital and go home.
When Xiao Chen returns to Old Tang's office, half an hour later, when Xiao Chen and he get off work and come down from upstairs, Cheng Ke passes by and sees Xiao Chen and vice president Tang go out together.
On the bus to Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen said, "Old Tang, in fact, Mr. Ma was the manager of the bank just now. He was afraid of affecting his work, so he didn't dare to say his work."
"It's normal. Public servants can't go to work with illness." Old Tang said.
After returning to the community near Tang's National Medical Museum and parking the car, Xiao Chen went to buy vegetables and put them in the refrigerator. When Xiao Chen came out to drink tea, Tang suddenly patted his head and said, "there's an important thing. I almost forgot to tell you."
"Old Tang, what's up?"
"This is very important for your reputation and status in the field of traditional Chinese medicine."
Fame and status?
Xiao Chen is not interested in these, otherwise he doesn't have to be so low-key.
"Old Tang, what's the matter? If you still join a branch of typhoid school, forget it. "
"It's not that. It's the 17th National Medical competition, which will be held in Binhai this year."
Today, the three most influential TCM competitions include the triennial Chinese medicine competition in China, the Eastern medicine competition in Korea and the Chinese medicine competition in Dongyang.
For example, the Chinese medicine competition is held every three years, with the largest number of participants. At that time, experts from the seven major Chinese medicine schools in China will participate, as well as Chinese medicine scholars from Oriental, South Korea, Southeast Asia and other countries. It will still have a great influence.
However, the national medical competition is divided into preliminary and semi-finals.
The first round is mainly composed of answers and questions. Entering the second round can be regarded as a real competition of traditional Chinese medicine.
What did Xiao Chen think it was, but he didn't expect it to be a traditional Chinese medicine competition?
"Old Tang, what national medicine competition?"
"It is a triennial competition of traditional Chinese medicine, which is in the charge of the Ministry of health and many departments of traditional Chinese medicine. The bonus is rich. At that time, it can be said to be a harvest of fame and wealth."
After hearing this, Xiao Chen looked like that and didn't seem very interested.
"You don't want to participate?"
"Old Tang, I'm neither famous nor profitable. It's nothing for me to participate or not."
"You are still too young. Only by winning this award will you have a better position in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. For example, although your current medical skills are very powerful, they have not been spread, including the typhoid school. However, if you get a good place in the traditional Chinese medicine competition, it will be different then. "
Xiao Chen still shook his head. He remembered that his master and his wife told him that studying medicine was to cure the sick and save people, not for fame and wealth.
Of course, it's better if it's communication, but Xiao Chen is not interested in competing for fame and wealth.
Looking at Xiao Chen's appearance, old Tang knew that although Xiao Chen's medical skills were very powerful and smart, he still didn't know something.
In this world, the most important thing is a person's name. Otherwise, no matter how good your medical skills are, only some people know it all the time.
However, this Chinese medicine competition is different, almost facing the whole Chinese medicine industry.
"It will be very helpful for you to carry forward traditional Chinese medicine in the future!"
Moreover, old Tang also knows that Xiao Chen is now carrying the treasure of those secret prescriptions of traditional Chinese medicine. If he does not get more reputation to protect him, I'm afraid others will bully him in the future.
Carry forward traditional Chinese medicine?
Isn't this one of the tasks given to him by Shifu and Shiniang?
Xiao Chen thinks this is good.
"Old Tang, when will you sign up?"
"You can sign up now, and you are the last batch of people to sign up!" Old Tang smiled.
He found that Xiao Chen listened to his master's wife most.
It's almost time for the registration to end.
If it weren't for Old Tang's sudden thought, Xiao Chen wouldn't know these things.
Old Tang is going to sign up for Xiao Chen when he goes back tomorrow.
"I'll sign up for you when I go back tomorrow. I'll take part in the preliminary competition first. It's just that the Q & A questions and multiple-choice questions should be very simple. This is to exclude some contestants with poor basic level of traditional Chinese medicine."
After this matter was agreed, Xiao Chen went upstairs first. Sure enough, when she turned on the computer, she checked the national medicine competition. This time, the national medicine competition was jointly organized by the Ministry of health, Binhai Health Bureau, the headquarters of the seven schools of traditional Chinese medicine, and some traditional Chinese medicine associations.
This bonus is quite good. The first one can get a bonus of one million. At that time, he may go to Yanjing in person to get these subsidies from the State Council.
After reading it, Xiao Chen found that the top ten winners of the previous 16th competition were all monopolized by the typhoid fever school and febrile disease School of traditional Chinese medicine, and there were not many winners outside some other schools of traditional Chinese medicine.
Xiao Chen didn't take a closer look. In fact, he also wanted to go and see what the level of these Chinese medicine contestants was?
As for the free clinic activity of the branch of typhoid school that Tang Lao attended that day, he found that the level of the members of the association should only be a little higher than that of the doctors in the third class hospital.