Chapter 65

"Who is this..." Zeng Yi looked at Director Lan, who was glaring at him.

Director Lan's assistant quickly answered, "This is our Director Lan, the leading academic figure in the field of pediatric diseases at the Military Medical University!"

Director Lan snorted, looking at Zeng Yi with hostility. She had finally found an opportunity to connect with Deputy Commander Wei, but someone with no discernment dared to compete with her. His mouth spouted nonsense, and it was unclear whether he even had a medical practitioner's license.

The doctors from the Provincial People's Hospital outside the room all sneered in unison. What's so great about being a leading academic figure? Our junior brother Zeng is an expert at the Provincial Health Department and the personal physician of Secretary Fang of the Provincial Party Committee. Compared to you, a leading figure in pediatric diseases, his status is no less.

"I am Zeng Yi, an expert at the Nangjiang Provincial Health Department," Zeng Yi said with a smile, looking at Director Lan. "If Director Lan has a conclusion about the patient's condition, we can discuss it. If not, please follow my prescription. As Director Lan just said, if ginger cannot cure the disease, it certainly won't worsen it. Why not give it a try?"

"Right!" The doctors from the Provincial People's Hospital immediately echoed, "What's there to fear by trying? Maybe the patient will get better after the trial!"

"What do you mean 'maybe'? It will definitely get better after the trial!"

"Right, it will get better after the trial!"

In front of Director Lan from the Military Medical University, the doctors from the Provincial People's Hospital united against her, all coming forward to support Zeng Yi, without regard for the distinction between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine.

Director Lan, who was skilled in medicine and a key figure in the Military Medical University, had never experienced such a situation before. Her face turned black with anger. She said, "Then tell me, what is your conclusion? Prescribing medicine without a diagnosis is too hasty!"

Director Lan fiercely attacked, then looked at Wei Xiangnan, her meaning clear: the child is yours, so you should take a good look and see who is more responsible for your child. This expert Zeng didn't even conduct an examination before prescribing medicine.

Tang Weiguo, who had a short temper, said, "Enough talk! By the time the condition is explained, the patient will be in a worse state. Just use the ginger juice!" If it were his soldiers, he would have scolded them for being too slow.

This remark also angered Wei Xiangnan. Her eyes widened in anger as she glared at Tang Weiguo. How can you be such a father? If the doctor is irresponsible, you should be responsible.

Tang Xiuguo stepped forward and said, "Director Lan, the situation is urgent. I think we should use Dr. Zeng's prescription. Dr. Zeng had already diagnosed Yingxin and Haolun's condition half a month ago. I regret not taking his words seriously at the time, which led to the delay in treatment."

At this, Director Lan had no more to say. According to hospital rules, the first doctor to see the patient is responsible for the entire treatment. She had thought that Zeng Yi was trying to take her opportunity, but it turned out he had already made a diagnosis half a month ago.

By speaking about this in front of so many people, Tang Xiuguo was essentially admitting his mistake and apologizing to Zeng Yi.

Wei Xiangnan knew that her father-in-law was a cautious person. If he said this, there must be a reason. However, she still had some doubts about such a young doctor.

Seeing that Wei Xiangnan no longer opposed, someone outside the room immediately shouted, "Quick, go notify the pharmacy to prepare the ginger juice!" Several young doctors ran towards the elevator.

Seeing that Director Lan's face was not good, Zeng Yi explained, "Brother Tang, you don't need to worry. Yingxin's condition is not serious. Director Lan asking for my conclusion is just part of her professional duty."

However, Director Lan was not grateful. She coldly snorted and turned her face away, thinking to herself that she would see how to treat the patient when the ginger juice didn't work.

Zeng Yi then went to Tang Haolun's side and frowned. The little boy had been sitting on the train, eating an ice lollipop, and constantly moving to the air conditioning vent. He would shift his position after sitting for a while, indicating that he had internal heat. The heat made him uncomfortable, so he naturally moved to a cooler spot, a natural bodily need.

Therefore, Zeng Yi had already noticed that the boy had latent heat and signs of an impending outbreak. However, he did not expect that Tang Haolun's condition had quickly turned into a damp-heat syndrome.

He raised his hand and removed Tang Haolun's IV tube, saying, "No more IVs in the future!"

Tang Xiuguo nodded, "I'll follow your advice!"

Zeng Yi carefully examined Tang Haolun's condition and felt a bit depressed. If he had been more sincere and explained the condition clearly at the time, the child wouldn't have suffered so much. Now, his face was swollen like a balloon, and he no longer looked like the little boy who had held a "Golden Hoop Bar" to protect his sister on the train.

It seems my medical ethics are not up to par!

Zeng Yi scolded himself in his heart, then took a tissue from his pocket and gently wiped Tang Haolun's eyes. When he looked at the tissue, he saw a yellow-green stain, like the sap of an old locust tree.

Only then did the doctors beside him notice that Tang Haolun's tears were yellow-green.

"It's a damp-heat syndrome!" Zeng Yi concluded. "He had latent heat in his body, and recently he was affected by dampness. The dampness and heat combined, causing swelling. I'll prescribe a formula to clear heat and remove dampness, and he should take three doses!"

In traditional Chinese medicine, there are concepts of cold, heat, and dampness. If dampness and heat meet, they can cause edema, as in Tang Haolun's case. The yellow-green tears are similar to the yellowish urine, indicating excessive internal heat. If cold and dampness meet, it would not cause swelling but rather coagulation, leading to the accumulation of blood and qi.

This aligns with the natural phenomena we often observe.

"Dr. Zeng, isn't this too hasty? You didn't even ask about the patient's symptoms or how the disease developed. If the wrong medicine is taken, what will you do?" Director Lan said with a sneer. She did not understand what a damp-heat syndrome was, but she thought it was hasty to prescribe medicine without asking about the disease's cause or conducting an examination. Even the most skilled traditional Chinese medicine practitioners would not prescribe medicine this way, at least not without taking the pulse.

With so many people present, only Director Lan kept making noise. Zeng Yi frowned, realizing that she had a grudge against him. He said, "Human life is more important than anything. I never act rashly. The reason I didn't ask about the disease's cause is that I already know it without asking..."

"Is that so?" Director Lan raised her eyebrows and looked at Zeng Yi sideways. "Dr. Zeng is quite skilled. You know without asking. Do you also have the ability to predict the future?"

Zeng Yi ignored her and took the prescription form from Shao Haibo, quickly wrote the prescription, and signed his name. "This is an urgent case. Please have the pharmacy prepare the medicine as soon as possible."

"Alright, I understand!" Shao Haibo stood there, and a young doctor stepped forward to take the prescription form and go downstairs.

"Ms. Wei, I really can't treat this case! Look at how these people from the Provincial People's Hospital act. They talk about the importance of human life but prescribe and prepare medicine without your consent, which is extremely hasty." Director Lan's lips trembled with anger. "Traditional Chinese medicine is unreliable. Who knows if it contains toxic plants or animals? Even if it's not toxic, have the herbs been strictly disinfected? If a child takes them, they might get a parasitic disease."

Zeng Yi was angry. He hated this tone. If you want to point out the flaws in traditional Chinese medicine, provide direct evidence. Don't use threats and scare patients. Many people's diseases could have been cured, but they were delayed by people like you.

He glared at Director Lan and said, "You want to know the details of the disease, right? Fine, I'll tell you now!"

"Tell me! Tell me!" Director Lan put her hands on her hips.

"Director Lan, haven't you had your period for three months?" Zeng Yi asked. "Have you started to suspect that you are entering menopause?"

Director Lan was speechless, her face turning red. "You... you..."

Zeng Yi looked at her sideways. "Just answer yes or no!"

Director Lan "hmmphed" and did not respond, but her face clearly showed a hint of guilt. Everyone understood that Dr. Zeng was telling the truth.

"Director Lan's condition needs to be treated. If left untreated, it will cause serious problems," Zeng Yi said casually. "Have you been feeling chest tightness, fatigue, shortness of breath, and insomnia with vivid dreams recently? If I'm not mistaken, you have already started taking sedatives."

Director Lan was shocked, her mouth slowly opening wide, her eyes staring at Zeng Yi in disbelief. "How... how do you know?"

Zeng Yi pointed to the children on the bed. "I know your symptoms the same way I know theirs. Do you need further explanation?"

Director Lan's arrogance was immediately extinguished. She was only filled with shock, finding it unbelievable that he had accurately described her condition.

"Director Lan's condition can be treated with traditional Chinese medicine, but I don't think you will take it. You might get a parasitic disease!" Zeng Yi returned her words, then turned to Tang Weiguo and said, "Brother Tang, please find some food. Yingxin's medicine must be taken after a meal."

Tang Weiguo nodded and rushed out to find food.

Professor Guo from the Military Medical University, who also knew a bit about traditional Chinese medicine, asked, "Ginger juice has the effects of dispelling cold and stopping vomiting. Does Dr. Zeng think the patient has internal cold?"

Zeng Yi nodded. "There is accumulated cold in the stomach. When the stomach is affected by cold, it cannot digest properly. In Western medicine terms, this means weak digestive function. The stomach cannot digest the food, so it naturally expels the excess, which is a natural bodily response. Therefore, I know without taking the pulse that she will vomit after eating and shiver during the night."

Everyone was shocked, especially Tang Xiuguo, who knew that Zeng Yi had not asked a single question about the condition from the beginning. Now, not only did he describe the symptoms, but he also explained why they occurred. It was unbelievable that there was such a skilled doctor in the world.

Some of the young doctors present began to doubt their own medical skills and considered switching to traditional Chinese medicine.

Professor Guo nodded and asked, "Traditional Chinese medicine is usually taken on an empty stomach. Why does ginger juice need to be taken after a meal?"

Zeng Yi, who never kept medical knowledge to himself, explained, "This is an exception. If taken on an empty stomach, the ginger juice will pass through the stomach and directly enter the intestines, where it will only have a 10-20% effect. If taken after a meal, the ginger juice will stay in the stomach, fully exerting its warming and dispelling cold effects, making the treatment more effective."

"Brilliant! Brilliant!" Professor Guo nodded repeatedly. "There is no limit to medical knowledge. I have learned a lot!"

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