Chapter 205

"With the strong support of the provincial and municipal leaders in recent years, the municipal hospital has made significant growth in both equipment and medical strength. We should thank our superiors for their support and affirmation. In the future, we will continue to strive to do better!"

After visiting the municipal hospital, President Yang Zhiqiang saw that the time was almost right, so he smiled directly and said the summary words that had been brewing all the way.

However, an embarrassing scene appeared. Duan, who had been asking and answering questions, did not say anything, but frowned.

The smile on the faces of Yang Zhiqiang and the leaders was instantly frozen on their faces.

The atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment.

"Is there no traditional Chinese medicine in the municipal hospital now?"

Duan Lao said after being silent for a while.

"Yes, yes!"

Yang Zhiqiang was surprised. He didn't want to take Duan Lao to the Ministry of traditional Chinese medicine, and he didn't mention it. The same was true when Chen Lao inspected before. The Department of traditional Chinese medicine, koruoque, belongs to the Department of chicken ribs. It's better not to look at it than to look at it. However, he didn't expect that Duan Lao always thought about it in his heart, which belongs to oversight.

Yang Zhiqiang's brain turned very fast. His eyes turned and smiled.

"The building of the Ministry of traditional Chinese medicine is relatively backward and a little far away. If you want to see it, I'll take you now."

"Well, go and have a look."

Duan Laowu said and nodded.

"This way, please!"

Yang Zhiqiang quickly gave up his hand and let the way out.

The leaders breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Yang Zhiqiang was smart and his brain turned fast enough. In addition, Duan Lao was not a person who liked to haggle over every detail. Otherwise, it would not end well.

Hearing that they were going to the traditional Chinese medicine department, Shaodi and Zhai Minmin's eyes lit up. The two women who had followed all the way were finally in spirit.

After seeing this scene, the young man with the medicine box in Mr. Duan's hand was slightly surprised. He couldn't understand why the two girls suspected of having a deep background in Yanjing were interested in traditional Chinese medicine. It was such a big reaction to hear that they wanted to visit the Ministry of traditional Chinese medicine.

After hearing the news, ye Mo frowned, took a message back and retreated to the periphery of the crowd.

The traditional Chinese medicine department is still deserted.

The municipal hospital does not pay special attention to traditional Chinese medicine, because there is no big profit at all. Almost all the people who can go to the hospital to see traditional Chinese medicine are ordinary people with poor economic conditions and unable to pay a large amount of equipment use expenses.

With the popularity of pharmacies and physiotherapy centers, even these people rarely come to the traditional Chinese Medicine Department of the hospital to prescribe medicine.

When Duan's team arrived at the Ministry of traditional Chinese medicine, the doctor on duty hung up and didn't respond.

However, the leaders had been prepared to visit before. The doctor on duty quickly called everyone out to prepare for the leaders' inspection.

Looking at the traditional Chinese medicine department with only a dozen nursing workers, Duan frowned and glanced around.

The sanitation is very good. The floor and windows and cabinets are cleaned very clean. However, this cleanliness is a little too clean. There are no footprints on the ground. It is estimated that there have been no footprints on the floor since this month except for these people in front of us.

"Who is in charge?"

He an was speechless when he saw such a scene. He immediately understood why Yang Zhiqiang didn't want to bring these people here. He would certainly not want to come himself.

"The vice president in charge of the Ministry of traditional Chinese medicine has taken a long sick leave and is about to retire."

Yang Zhiqiang said with some embarrassment.

"In the past, director Lin acted as a substitute. Later, he was also ill. In addition, the Party committee of the Academy found that his ability was not competent, so he was not recommended.

Seeing Yang Zhiqiang like this, he an instantly remembered who director Lin was. His face became a little ugly and didn't ask any more questions.

When he learned that his son was all right, he an felt angry every time he thought about it. Yang Zhiqiang was not present at that time. It is estimated that other hospital leaders relayed the matter to him.

Duan Lao sighed, stretched out his hand to roll up his sleeve, went to an older looking doctor, stretched out his wrist and said.

"Feel your pulse!"

Duan's sudden move caught everyone present by surprise. Yang Zhiqiang and the leaders of the municipal hospital were sweating in their hearts. No one thought that the big leader didn't beat around the Bush and directly had to verify the strength of doctors of the Ministry of traditional Chinese medicine!

The doctor was also startled. The old man, who was surrounded by a group of people, must have an unusual identity. It is likely to be the big leader according to legend!

Suddenly, he was going to see a big leader, and under the onlookers of so many leaders, the doctor of traditional Chinese medicine panicked and raised his hand tremblingly.

Seeing this scene, Duan Lao gently shook his head. His hands were shaking like this. How could he diagnose the pulse for others? Then he went to the doctor who looked a little older and stretched out his arm again.

"This... This leader, I won't stand and feel my pulse."

The older doctor was stunned and said in a panic.

Pulse diagnosis is usually sitting diagnosis or supine diagnosis. It is undoubtedly very difficult to accurately grasp the pulse in this standing state, and the conclusion may not be accurate.

The young man suspected of being old Duan's Apprentice immediately pulled out a chair from the Department with the door open next to him, trotted over and put it directly behind him.

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Ye Mo stood in the back and smiled slightly after seeing the young man's actions, with a faint mockery in his eyes.

Sure enough, Duan frowned when he saw that there was only one chair and it was still behind him. He picked up the chair and handed it to the doctor in front of him.

"Ah, you can sit down. I can stand."

The older doctor quickly waved his hand and said that he didn't dare to sit down when so many people were standing.

"I'm looking for a doctor now. You're a doctor. If you don't even have this rule, what will traditional Chinese medicine become?"

Duan Lao sighed and said.

In the earliest days, traditional Chinese medicine was one of the most noble professions. Because it could solve the pain of others and reverse life and death, it was a guest of honor for princes and nobles.

After the unification of the whole country in the Yuan Dynasty, many social strata were set up, among which the occupations were divided into ten grades. Doctors ranked fifth, second only to officials and religious figures. Even doctors can be appointed as officials.

Folk traditional Chinese medicine is also a very important existence. The status of doctors in each village is second only to the village head in power.

However, in modern times, it has become a cheap industry, which can be waved back and forth without any respect.

The young man's face stiffened, and then he realized that he had just done a stupid thing. It may be nothing in front of others, but it was too impolite before Duan Laomian, who quite abides by the tradition.

Then he hurriedly pulled out a chair and handed it to Duan Lao. This time, Duan Lao took the chair and sat down and stretched out his hand again to the elderly doctor.