Rural Chinese Medicine Li Maoyang

Chapter 531 It's a bit confusing meeting
At 07:30 the next morning, after eating breakfast, Li Maoyang was about to rush to the health department to wait for the deputy head of the department, Lan, when someone called him.

"Hello, are you Dr. Li Maoyang?"

The voice of a young man in his 30s.

"I am. Excuse me, are you?"

Li Maoyang heard that the other party's accent was from the Qingcheng area, and he spoke nicely, so he asked politely.

"Hi, I'm Xiao Chen, the secretary of the Department of Health. Didn't Director Lan make an appointment with you today? You can just come to Saiquan District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and call me when you arrive."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Li Maoyang was a little confused. What was the situation? We had agreed to meet at the Health Department, but why did we go to Saiquan District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital?

He didn't even know where the Saiquan District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was, and he had to navigate there later.

As the provincial capital, Qingcheng has a lot of hospitals.

General Hospital, Western Hospital, Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Mongolian Hospital; Provincial Hospital, Municipal Hospital, District Hospital, Community Hospital; Public Hospital, Private Hospital...

There are too many to dazzle.

There seem to be several Chinese medicine hospitals alone, right?

Saiquan District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital?

It should be a district-owned hospital. This kind of district-owned hospital should be a second-level hospital, right?

What are you meeting there for?
Li Maoyang really didn't understand.

It's because the Deputy Director Lan himself is busy, and today he happens to be going to Saiquan District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital to inspect the situation there, so he can meet him by the way?
Or do you want to see Li Maoyang's real medical skills there?

Or both?
Li Maoyang was too lazy to think about it, and immediately got in the car and started the navigation, and found that the Saiquan District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was only six or seven miles away.

By the way, this area itself belongs to Saiquan District.

He immediately drove to Saiquan District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital according to the navigation.

When I arrived at the Saiquan District Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, I found that the overall scale of the building was not as good as that of the E City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine from the outside.

That's right, E City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine is not a city-level hospital at all, it's just a district-level hospital.

After parking the car in the yard, Li Maoyang thought about it and changed into a brand new white coat that he was carrying in the car.

According to Wang Minghe, seeing Deputy Director Lan today is very crucial to whether the policy of supporting apprentices can be implemented, so pay attention to the appearance.

Then he called Xiao Chen, the secretary of the Department of Health who had called him, followed his instructions to the ward on the fourth floor, and found that a group of people in white coats were making ward rounds.

There were two people with different identities at the front, one without a white coat and the other with a white coat. After listening to their questions and answers, Li Maoyang determined that the one without the white coat should be the Deputy Director Lan, and that The person in the white coat should be the dean of Saiquan District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Both are in their 50s.

This made Li Maoyang a little strange. It's okay for the dean to check the wards himself, but a deputy director followed the wards?

This thing is really fresh!
It seems that the Deputy Director Lan may be a doctor or not?
Li Maoyang thought so, looked at the situation, and prepared to follow the tail of the team, and wait for the team to check the ward before looking for Deputy Director Lan.

The secretary, Xiao Chen, was also in the ward round queue at this time, but because Li Maoyang was wearing a white coat, he didn't recognize him, so he called him.

The phone rang, and Li Maoyang hurriedly pressed it, and approached his secretary Xiao Chen: "I am Li Maoyang, and I am here."

He thought his voice was quiet enough, but it still caused the people in front to look back at him.

The deputy head of Lan Lan waved to him when he heard his words, "Is it Xiao Li? Come here!"

Li Maoyang walked through the crowd.

"Are you Li Maoyang?"

Wearing glasses, Lan Jiarong with a serious face looked at Li Maoyang who was walking beside him and said with certainty.

"I'm Li Maoyang. Hello, Chief Lanting." Li Maoyang nodded.

He had met some important people so far, but he didn't look too restrained at all when he saw a deputy head of the department.

People around him looked at him strangely.

Judging by his appearance and attire, is such an intern who is too young (or maybe he came from a school for an intern) met a deputy director of the department, and speaks so harshly and loudly?

Shouldn't it be bending over and whispering: "My Xiao Li..." or something?
"Hi, little Li." Lan Jiarong looked at Li Maoyang, shook hands with him, and introduced him, "This is Dean Wu."

Then Lan Jiarong turned his head and said to President Wu again, "This Xiao Li, a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine in the Hetao area, runs his own clinic, and I heard that he is very famous in the local area.

I also heard about him through introductions, and today is the first time I have met him. "

"Hello, Dean Wu."

"Hi, Li."

Wu Yunan also shook hands with Li Maoyang.

"So young? How many years have you been practicing medicine? Have you obtained a doctor's license?" Wu Yunan asked Li Maoyang with a smile.

"I took the road of inheriting traditional Chinese medicine, and I am currently a doctor's assistant license." Li Maoyang said, "In four years, I can take the doctor's license exam."

After five years as an assistant doctor, you can take another exam for a doctor's license. Once you get a doctor's license, it is equivalent to the qualification of a resident doctor in a hospital.

Li Maoyang got his assistant doctor's license last year, so he can take the doctor's license exam in four years.

"Oh, that's not bad." Wu Yunan smiled, "Who is your master?"

"My master is Mr. Zheng Dake of our village. He passed away last year. When he was alive, he was a famous doctor in our area." Li Maoyang raised his eyebrows and said, "I have been learning from him since I was four years old. Chinese medicine."

"Oh, but, if you practice traditional Chinese medicine, it seems that you need a doctor with a qualification above the deputy chief physician to be a master?" Wu Yunan said again.

"I also have a master, my second grandfather, the chief physician of the E City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, who has now retired and been hired back." Li Maoyang said again.

"Oh, that can be considered a family of traditional Chinese medicine." Wu Yunan said with a smile.

After talking like this for a few words, Li Maoyang saw that he had nothing to do, so he retreated to the tail of the team again.

Looking at the appearance and age of everyone in this team, there should be many chief physicians, deputy chief physicians, and attending physicians.

Even the lowest-level resident physician is one level higher than his assistant physician.

He's an assistant physician, so don't get ahead of him.

Of course, he has never cared about the gap in the doctor class. Now he has dealt with several chief physicians and deputy chief physicians, and he has never been in awe of them.

It's just that at this time, as an outsider, he came to find Lan Jiarong to do something, so there was really no need to show off here, he just made do with his own affairs.

Then Li Maoyang followed the tail of the team like this, and followed the huge ward round team slowly moving forward in the corridor.

He didn't go into the ward either - the crowd in front couldn't get in at all, he could only walk and stop at the tail of the line, sometimes listening to Wu Yunan talking to Lan Jiarong about the current situation in the hospital.

Insufficient and aging medical equipment, insufficient medical staff, low salary, etc., is this asking Lan Jiarong for some support policies?

Li Maoyang was at a loss when he heard it. He really didn't understand the things in this kind of institutional hospital.

At the same time, he felt even more confused when Lan Jiarong called him here to meet him.

It's a waste of time to follow the ward round team slowly stop and go.

With this time, he might as well visit some other famous Chinese medicine practitioners in Qingcheng area, maybe he can gain something.

He is really not used to this slow pace.

Then, just as he was so bored following the ward rounds, Lan Jiarong, who had entered another ward in front, called him and asked him to enter the ward.

Li Maoyang squeezed into the ward under the eyes of all the doctors and nurses.

Then, he immediately smelled a fishy smell, and it smelled a little like rotten eggs.

A middle-aged woman with the appearance of a nurse leader might feel that she was slapped in the face by the hygiene in the ward in front of the deputy director and the dean, so she asked with a dark face, "Who has eaten salted fish?"

The three patients in the ward and their accompanying family members looked at each other, but no one answered.

"Who ate salted fish? Who told you to eat indiscriminately in this ward?" The woman asked again, and then turned to the nurses behind her with a livid face, "Who is in charge of this ward today?"

Li Maoyang saw that the middle-aged woman was quite domineering, and no one present said anything about her. The patients and accompanying family members in the entire ward were reprimanded into silence by her, and the nurses behind her were even a little afraid of her.

Without holding back, he pointed at one of the elderly patients and said, "It should be the smell from this liver patient, right?"

If the patient has severe liver disease, the methionine in the body is digested, releases ammonia, and produces methyl mercaptan and dimethyl sulfide. The smell produced through the respiratory tract or urination is this fishy smell.

The middle-aged woman felt slapped in the face, turned to Li Maoyang and said, "Who told you?"

"You can see it at a glance." Li Maoyang said flatly, "You shouldn't be in charge of this ward, don't you know?"

He has treated several patients with liver cirrhosis and liver cancer, and this kind of liver patients can be recognized at a glance.

The middle-aged woman gave him a "show you can" look and stopped talking.

However, Li Maoyang was an unpopular master. After being glanced at by this woman, he didn't care that Deputy Director Lan was here, so he looked at her and said, "Why are you looking at others, auntie? I didn't mess with you!"

When he did this, everyone's eyes widened in amazement and surprise!
What the hell!

This young man from the countryside is so dazed!Does this have to do with the head nurse here? !

The middle-aged head nurse felt that she couldn't get down after Li Maoyang said this, but since Lan Jiarong and Wu Yunan were both here, it was hard to scold Li Maoyang, so she glared at him and said, "You cow, You are a famous Chinese medicine doctor in Hetao, can you cure this disease?"

Li Maoyang was provoked for a while, and immediately re-examined the elderly patient carefully, saying: "This should not have reached the level of liver failure, right? Why can't it be cured?"

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