Chapter 48

Although the middle-aged man in front of him was the third patient Wu Potian had treated with acupuncture, he had practiced similar treatment scenes countless times in his study space. Using the silver needles was second nature to him, and under Deng Guohui's incredulous gaze, he completed the acupuncture in just a few minutes.

When Wu Potian pulled the silver needles out of the middle-aged man surnamed Jiang, the man clearly felt a significant relief in his body. The intense spasms in his abdomen, which had been causing him pain, were noticeably reduced, and the frequent urge to defecate, which had been troubling him, disappeared completely. He couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, praising Wu Potian, "It's simply amazing! My stomach doesn't hurt anymore, Doctor Wu! Thank you, thank you so much."

Hearing the praise, Wu Potian's face showed no hint of pride. He smiled and replied to the middle-aged man, "Uncle Jiang! I just used the silver needles to temporarily alleviate your pain. This method can only last for a few hours. Considering that your condition is somewhat contagious, I suggest you take a few days off from work and come to our clinic for treatment. Once you recover, you can return to work."

"What! Doctor Wu! What did you say? My condition is contagious? Is that true?" The middle-aged man surnamed Jiang immediately became very nervous upon hearing Wu Potian's words. After all, the country strictly controls various infectious diseases, and he did not want to be quarantined by the disease control center due to his condition.

Seeing the middle-aged man's nervous expression, Wu Potian smiled and reassured him, "Uncle Jiang! Don't worry. Your condition is only in its early stages. As long as you maintain hygiene and prevent others from coming into contact with the water and food you consume, you can avoid spreading the bacteria."

The middle-aged man relaxed upon hearing Wu Potian's words and asked, "Doctor Wu! Where is your clinic? I'll take a leave of absence now and come to your clinic for treatment later."

Wu Potian smiled and replied, "Uncle Jiang! Our clinic is in the northern part of the city, on Xianghe Street. When you get there, just ask anyone where the Wu Clinic is, and I'm sure you'll find it easily."

When Wu Potian returned to the clinic from Deng Guohui's office, it was already around ten in the morning.

At this time, the clinic was already full of patients waiting to be seen. Wu Qingsheng, who was sitting at a desk diagnosing patients, saw the real Wu Potian walk in from outside. He put down his pen and asked Wu Potian, "Xiaotian! Did you deliver the items to your uncle? Why did it take so long?"

Chen Yuemei, who was busy dispensing medicine at the counter, heard her husband's question and, before Wu Potian could answer, interjected, "Qingsheng, our son just returned from Yanjing. It's normal for him to go out and meet his classmates. Why are you so anxious?"

In Wu Qingsheng's eyes, excellent medical skills require constant refinement. When he learned that Wu Potian had already mastered many medical techniques, he eagerly hoped that Wu Potian would stay at the clinic to gain some experience while helping patients.

When Wu Qingsheng heard his wife's rebuttal, he immediately replied, "Although Xiaotian just returned home, he will soon be taking the medical practice qualification exam. After the exam, he can do whatever he wants, but before the exam, he needs to stay at home and study to accumulate some experience."

Hearing his father's words, Wu Potian smiled and replied, "Dad! Don't worry! With your son's intelligence, passing the medical practice qualification exam will be a piece of cake."

Wu Qingsheng had also taken the medical practice qualification exam and knew it was not easy to pass. However, he did not want to discourage Wu Potian and said, "Xiaotian! Dad believes in your ability, but the medical practice qualification exam is not like your past exams. Besides the written test, there is also a clinical medicine section, and each person's questions are different. You must not be complacent about such an exam."

When Wu Potian was studying at the medical university, the school's exams were very similar to the medical practice qualification exam. In the past, he would have had no confidence in such an exam, but now, with the intelligent assistance system, he was confident that no matter how difficult the exam was, he could easily pass it.

Although Wu Potian was very confident about the exam, to avoid his father thinking he was arrogant, he seriously assured Wu Qingsheng, "Dad! Don't worry! I'll try to stay at home and review during this period."

"Doctor Wu! I'm here. How should I treat this condition?" Just as Wu Potian was about to go to the back yard to change clothes, a familiar voice came from behind him.

Hearing the question, Wu Potian immediately guessed who it was. As he turned to ask the person to wait a moment, Wu Qingsheng, sitting nearby, asked the man in confusion, "Hello! If I'm not mistaken, I don't think I've treated you before, have I?"

The middle-aged man's face immediately turned awkward, and he apologized, "Doctor Wu! You misunderstood. I'm not here to see you, but your son, Doctor Wu."

Standing nearby, Wu Potian smiled and introduced the man to Wu Qingsheng, "Dad! Let me introduce you. This is my uncle's colleague, Uncle Jiang. When I went to my uncle's office, I happened to see Uncle Jiang, who was suffering from abdominal pain and diarrhea. I diagnosed him and found that he had chronic bacterial dysentery. Considering the contagious nature of this disease, I advised him to take a leave of absence and come to our clinic for treatment."

Hearing Wu Potian's introduction, the middle-aged man surnamed Jiang smiled and explained to Wu Qingsheng, "Doctor Wu! I'm Lao Deng's colleague. My name is Jiang Changde. You don't know, but I've had this condition for half a year. I first went to the city hospital, then to the provincial hospital. I spent a lot of money and took countless antibiotics, but it didn't help at all. This morning, when Doctor Wu came to my office, he just felt my pulse and discovered that I had chronic bacterial dysentery. He used acupuncture in my office, and it immediately relieved my pain."

The patients at the Wu Clinic were either local residents or those who had come for its reputation. Although they didn't know what exactly was wrong with Jiang Changde, they were all amazed that his condition, which had not been treated effectively at the city and provincial hospitals, was diagnosed by Wu Potian through pulse diagnosis and temporarily relieved with acupuncture. This left the patients, especially those who had come for the clinic's reputation, deeply impressed. If the son's medical skills were already so impressive, the father's must be even better.