Rebirth 1979: Hunting wild boars and saving educated youth

After Mr. Qu said this, everyone realized that the smell of alcohol on the patient was indeed much lighter.

Everyone looked at each other, full of confusion.

Chen Feng was the first to come to his senses. He exclaimed in admiration, "Master, you are truly amazing! Others have tried gastric lavage and prescribed medicine, but they haven't been able to revive the patient. But you came and cured him in just a few strokes."

These words made Master Qi's face turn pale and blue. The facts were right in front of him. He opened his mouth but could not find any reason to refute. He just felt ashamed.

The patient's family members looked at Mr. Qu with eyes full of gratitude, as if they had seen a savior, and came forward to thank him.

Director Tu of the Provincial People's Hospital was stunned for a long time, and finally couldn't help but move closer to Mr. Qu and asked cautiously: "Old sir, could you tell me what's going on with this patient?" He was really itching in his heart and was eager to know the answer.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their eyes to Mr. Qu.

Old Man Qu chuckled and said, "This old man's illness is quite interesting according to the theory of Chinese medicine. He is..."

Then, Mr. Qu began to talk about a set of theories of traditional Chinese medicine, and he also quoted a few sentences from the less popular ancient Chinese medicine books, which made everyone confused.

Seeing everyone's confused faces, Mr. Qu explained, "To put it simply, it's urinary ketoacidosis. He has trouble urinating, which causes a large amount of fat in his body to oxidize in the liver, producing ketone bodies. These ketone bodies enter the blood, and his exhaled breath carries volatile substances like acetone, which is why he smells like alcohol."

After listening to the doctor, Director Tu suddenly understood and praised him repeatedly: "Old sir, your medical skills are really superb. I have benefited a lot from you!"

He had seen similar cases in relevant literature before, but had never encountered them in practice, so he was caught off guard. Now that Mr. Qu has pointed it out, he will naturally be able to make the correct diagnosis if he encounters it again in the future.

So this is how medicine works. Sometimes when you are confused, if someone can give you some guidance, you can overcome the hurdle.

Chen Feng showered Old Man Qu with praise: "Master, you're amazing! Aren't you a Chinese medicine practitioner? How come you're so knowledgeable about even those tricky Western medicine ailments?"

Mr. Qu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether it's Western medicine or Chinese medicine. They all have different ways of treating diseases. Just like the saying goes, a cat, black or white, as long as it can catch mice, it's a good cat. The same goes for treating diseases. Regardless of whether it's Chinese medicine or Western medicine, as long as it can cure the patient, it's a good doctor."

Chen Feng immediately responded, "Master, what you said makes sense! So his illness has nothing to do with our wine, right?"

Mr. Qu shook his head: "It has nothing to do with it. Drinking less will be good for him."

When these words were spoken, Master Qi was so embarrassed that he couldn't find any words to refute.

Not only did they use traditional Chinese medicine to easily wake the patient up, they also told him the Western medical name for the disease, something like urinary ketoacidosis... He had never heard of it, so how could he argue?

Moreover, this kid Chen Feng seemed to be chatting casually, but in fact, every word he said was full of thorns.

It's really not a piece of shit!

At this time, several members of the Wu family surrounded Mr. Qu and thanked and apologized repeatedly.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "It's okay. You're just anxious, and we understand. But you have to find the right doctor next time. Otherwise, if your old man comes in like this, first he'll have his stomach pumped and then he'll have to drink the wrong Chinese medicine. What will happen if something goes wrong?"

The elderly people and young people in the Wu family were all frightened. They felt that what Chen Feng said made sense. He prescribed medicine without even understanding the disease. Wasn't he a quack?

"Director Chen, we country folk have never seen the world. This time, thanks to you and the old doctor, my father would have suffered greatly otherwise."

"Who says it isn't?"

These words stabbed Master Qi's heart like a knife. He really couldn't stay there any longer, so he walked out of the ward with a gloomy face.

The people in the ward didn't react at all to his departure, pretending not to see anything.

What is more hurtful than insults is indifference. Master Qi felt very humiliated, but he was not as skilled as the other person and could not retaliate. He could only hold his anger and walk away.

In the ward, Mr. Qu gave detailed medical instructions to Dr. Tu and others, and then left with Chen Feng amid the gratitude of the family members.

On the way, Chen Feng said to Mr. Qu: "Master, today we are really grateful to you, otherwise I would have to bear the blame."

Mr. Qu smiled and said, "It's nothing. As doctors, the most important thing is to cure diseases and save lives. However, you have to be more careful in the future. If this kind of thing happens too often, it will not be good for the reputation of our winery."

Chen Feng nodded: "Master, don't worry, I will be more cautious in the future and will never let this happen again."

Half a month passed in a flash, and the old man of the Wu family was finally discharged from the hospital after recovering.

He brought his family, young and old, to the Phnom Penh Winery in Mashan Village.

They held a banner with a red background and gold lettering, which was particularly eye-catching. It read "Superb medical skills, saving lives and healing the wounded." This action also made a good advertisement for Jinbian Liquor.

The old man of the Wu family shook the hands of Mr. Qu and Chen Feng, tears of gratitude welling up in his eyes. "My two great benefactors, without you, I would have been dead long ago. I came here today to thank you. You must accept this banner."

Mr. Qu smiled and waved his hand: "Don't be so polite, curing illnesses and saving lives is our duty. As long as you recover, that's more important than anything else."

Chen Feng also smiled and said, "Yes, we are happy that you have recovered. If you have any problems in the future, please come to us."

After seeing the Wu family off, Chen Feng keenly realized that this was an opportunity!

He asked someone to quickly compile a press release, which recorded in detail the entire process of the old man of the Wu family from the onset of his illness to his recovery, as well as the contributions of Mr. Qu and the Phnom Penh Winery.

In the press release, he also cleverly added innuendos against Master Qi and Kangjian Company, which not only exposed their tricks behind the scenes, but also showed the attitude of Phnom Penh Winery: remain calm in the face of honor or disgrace, and always put the life and health of customers first!

This press release was quickly published in the Southern Express, and the reputation of the Phnom Penh Distillery rose even higher. Many people praised Mr. Qu's medical skills and Chen Feng's decisive handling of the case.

However, Master Qi and Kangjian Company became the target of public criticism and their reputation plummeted.

If you stir up trouble behind others' backs on the first day, don't blame others on the fifteenth.

He is not a good-tempered person. He returns evil with good, and this kind of thing is not suitable for today's Darwinian society.

People will only think that you are weak and easy to bully, and will become even more aggressive.

At the same time, Chen Feng was also prepared to take ruthless action if Kangjian Company or Master Qi made any move.

However, after a while, he found that the other party was relatively honest and did not cause any more trouble. It seemed that they had retreated. So he would not be unreasonable.