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Yun Suisui was named an advanced individual, and the person who was most happy was not herself, but Doctor Yuan.

He touched the certificate and felt that a leisurely and happy retirement life was beckoning to him.

"Doctor Yun, let's work hard these few days and hand over everything that needs to be handed over. Once your award comes out, I think my report will be out soon too!"

Today's barefoot doctors are part-farmers and part-workers. They not only have to treat patients, but also participate in farming. Hongshan Town is vast and sparsely populated, and the town clinic is far away from the villagers, so most barefoot doctors are distributed in the subordinate communes and brigades.

He had retired from the county hospital a long time ago, but was rehired to work there because his superiors told him that the town clinic was short of staff.

Now if someone is willing to come to work and is a high-ranking official with the leadership, then he can retire without any worries.

Yun Suisui also knew that it was really too much to ask Doctor Yuan, at his age, to go to the countryside to treat patients every day.

So she has been studying very hard these days, trying to pass the training stage as soon as possible and take over the work at the town clinic.

Fortunately, the professional requirements for barefoot doctors are not high. As long as they can treat diseases, it doesn’t matter whether you use Chinese medicine or Western medicine to give injections or take medicine, as long as it works.

Acupuncture was not difficult for her. Firstly, small injections were more common these days, which were commonly known as intramuscular injections; secondly, she was already proficient in acupuncture and had much better control over the needles than ordinary people.

After learning about the Western medicines used in daily life and memorizing the "Barefoot Doctor Manual", you can basically diagnose and treat patients independently.

Dr. Yuan's application was approved quickly, and he will be able to return home and enjoy his retirement after working this month.

Therefore, he was particularly relaxed these days and even stopped seeing a doctor. He just sat in a chair every day and watched Yun Suisui busying around.

It was a sunny day. Yun Suisui took out the gentian that she had just collected from the space, lied that she had picked it from the mountains, and placed it in front of the clinic to dry.

A shadow was cast over his head, his hair was short and thin.

It was Zhou Yun, the young female doctor whom I had met before in the military hospital.

Yun Suisui looked up and asked in surprise, "Doctor Zhou, why are you here?"

Zhou Yun nodded at her and said seriously, "Patient Song Dahe experienced chest tightness, weakness, and difficulty breathing yesterday, but his heart sounds were normal. The director reviewed his medical records and initially diagnosed him with multiple pulmonary nodules. Your diagnosis is correct, and I thought I should tell you."

Yun Suisui hadn't expected her to come and tell him this, but she still thanked him sincerely: "Thank you, Doctor Zhou. Has the dean given us a specific treatment plan?"

"If it's confirmed to be a lung nodule, you basically go home and observe and take medication. Three months later, you'll get another X-ray. If it's benign, you'll try to control it. If it grows to a certain size, you'll have surgery to remove it. If it's malignant, you'll have chemotherapy."

Zhou Yun's eyes were bright as she continued, "However, the teacher and the dean suggested that you take Chinese medicine for recuperation."

Her teacher was the elderly doctor who had been standing next to Vice President Xu before, and he was the director of the Department of Cardiology.

Yun Suisui nodded. "It's true that some patients have used Traditional Chinese Medicine to treat nodules, but it also depends on the specific condition of the individual patient. Just because it works doesn't mean it can prevent the disease from getting worse."

If lung nodules worsen, they will turn into lung cancer.

Zhou Yun nodded and sighed sincerely: "Traditional Chinese Medicine is truly a magical discipline."

It is possible to diagnose lung nodules without taking X-rays or undergoing surgery.

She had no intention of flattery, her eyes were shining with enthusiasm and excitement, and her dull short hair made her look full of energy.

Yun Suisui knew that this was curiosity and desire to explore her beloved career, which she had seen in many medical workers.

She also smiled and said, "If there is anything you want to know, you can also come to me and we can discuss it with each other."

"Okay!" Zhou Yun smiled. "But I have to go back and sort out the medical records today. I'll come back to you after Song Dahe's diagnosis is out."

Yun Suisui understood what she meant. Political Commissar Song knew many Chinese medicine practitioners, but Old Man Song trusted her the most, so if he needed Chinese medicine for treatment, he would most likely come to her.

Although you can earn work points in the health center and don't make any money by treating patients, treating the political commissar's family is far more than just making money.

To be more utilitarian, what you earn is fame.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you." Yun Suisui nodded with a smile.

Looking at Zhou Yun's back as she left, she remembered that she was also so driven when she first entered college.

It’s great to be young!

Just as she guessed, within two days, Political Commissar Song came to her in person.

He sighed, "The military hospital re-examined my father's condition and confirmed multiple pulmonary nodules. Luckily, Doctor Yun was there that day, otherwise, I'm afraid the surgery would have been in vain."

"The dean said I can take Chinese medicine to recuperate and control the disease. Does Doctor Yun have any good suggestions?"

What he didn't say was that an investigation revealed that a cardiac surgery expert had come to the Capital Military Hospital a few days ago, and Vice President Xu had been screening patients during this period in order to master the surgical techniques of heart bypass surgery under the guidance of the expert.

There are not many people going to the hospital for medical treatment these days, and there are even fewer people who are willing to go to the hospital, have suitable symptoms, and have relatively healthy physical indicators.

That's why Xu Xuejun dared to take the risk and perform surgery on his father even though he clearly saw the possibility of lung nodules.

Thinking of this, Political Commissar Song's eyes turned cold.

Although the other party insisted that his medical skills were not good enough and he had absolutely no intention of concealing anything, this doctor with no professional ethics must be taught a lesson.

Otherwise, more people will suffer.

Although Yun Suisui didn't know the inside story, she could guess a thing or two based on Vice President Xu's performance at the time.

She pointed out that the issue was entirely out of responsibility to the patients and other things were not within her consideration.

As for how these powerful people play the game, that is their business.

She pondered and said, "We can try giving the old man some Chinese medicine for a while. If his symptoms are relieved by the time he takes the next X-ray and the nodules aren't growing fast, we can start long-term care."

Political Commissar Song thought for a moment and agreed, "Okay, then I'll prescribe three months' worth of medicine for the old man."

"I'll go take his pulse again. Last time we were in too much time." Yun Suisui said again.

Political Commissar Song immediately asked the orderly to take her to the hospital.

Perhaps because of the symptoms, this time Mr. Song did not refuse to be stubborn and let her see him honestly.

Yun Suisui felt the patient's pulse and wrote a prescription while giving instructions: "Start taking the medicine tomorrow. Soak it for 30 minutes in advance. Boil three bowls of water into one bowl and drink it warm."

"Also, if you can quit smoking, then quit it."

Old Master Song muttered with a bitter face: "Oh, you little girl want to kill me!"

Yun Suisui smiled and said, "I'm saving your life. Continuing to smoke will only harm you."

The old man valued his life, and when he heard her say that, he pouted and dared not refute.

Yun Suisui stood up and said, "You will be discharged this afternoon, right? I'll send your medicine to Political Commissar Song's home tomorrow. You can eat whatever you want today, but you have to avoid certain foods tomorrow when you take the medicine."

Old Master Song smacked his lips: Why does it sound so unlucky to eat something good today?

It's like the last meal before execution.

Yun Suisui didn't care what he thought. She packed up her things and left the ward.

As soon as she walked out of the door, she saw a man rushing towards her aggressively and pushing her, causing her to stagger.

"Is that you? Bitch! Who the hell are you to report my dad?"