novelraw Chapter 26 Medical Students' Self-Doubt and Middle-Aged People's Slip-to-the-Knee
Chapter 26 Medical Students' Self-Doubt and Middle-Aged People's Slip-to-the-Knee
When Li Siyuan and Zhao Na left Renxin Pharmacy, their steps were much heavier than when they arrived.
Originally, he was full of confidence and high spirits, intending to "challenge and expose the fraud," but not only did he fail to do so, he was instead given a vivid lesson in clinical diagnosis by that young doctor.
Zhao Na, in particular, was burning up as she held the simple prescription for "raw Job's tears and red beans" in her hand.
This piece of paper felt light and airy, yet it was hotter than her previous failing exam paper.
"Senior, is that guy... really a fraud?" A junior student who had just started his first year of graduate school couldn't help but turn around and glance at the pharmacy's sign.
Li Siyuan remained silent.
My mind was filled with the image of Wang Minyu analyzing Zhao Na's pathology.
That composure, that sharp insight that cuts through the phenomena to the essence, was even more profound than when their mentor, Professor Yang, lectured.
"They're not liars." Li Siyuan finally exhaled a breath of stale air and said with a wry smile, "We were just too shallow."
"Then what's this 'milk tea syndrome'?" Zhao Na was still a little unwilling, kicking a pebble at her feet. "I've read through countless TCM textbooks, but I haven't found this disease name!"
"A disease name is just a label; the important thing is diagnosis." Li Siyuan pushed up his glasses. "He could smell the sweetness on you, figure out your lifestyle, and accurately determine that you have 'spleen deficiency and dampness' rather than simply 'liver qi stagnation.' In this respect, we really lost. We can only recite the rote, while he can read people."
The junior students remained silent.
It's like a master who practices on a wooden dummy every day in the training room, suddenly encountering a self-taught grandmaster who honed his skills in street combat. The feeling of being outmatched is so overwhelming that it leaves you speechless.
"So...Junior Sister, are you really going to drink this red bean and barley water?"
"Drink it!" Zhao Na gritted her teeth. "He said he'd give me the shop if I didn't recover in a month, but I don't believe it! I'm going to take the test results back and slap him in the face!"
Back at school, Zhao Na began her "ascetic" lifestyle.
Full-sugar milk tea? Gone.
Tiramisu? Throw it away.
I must turn off my computer and go to sleep before 11 p.m. every night, without fail.
For the first three days, Zhao Na felt like she was about to die.
Without sugar to keep me going, class feels like sleepwalking, and everyone looks like a walking caramel pudding.
While her roommate was slurping up snail rice noodles and gnawing on fried chicken, she could only hold that bland, tasteless red bean and barley water, which made her feel nauseous.
"Nana, why bother? This is just a delaying tactic by that quack doctor," her roommate advised.
"I'll fight for my pride rather than steam buns." Zhao Na insisted on gulping down the rest of the barley water.
No one expected the slap in the face to come so quickly.
On the seventh day, Zhao Na looked in the mirror early in the morning and found that the stubborn red and swollen pimples had shrunk, and her previously oily T-zone was much cleaner.
On the tenth day, the suffocating feeling that always felt tight in my chest and required a sigh to feel better miraculously disappeared.
Two weeks later, Zhao Na sat on her dormitory bed, staring blankly at her newly released medical examination report.
All liver function indicators returned to the normal range.
The TCM constitution identification section clearly states that the constitution has changed from "Qi stagnation constitution with phlegm and dampness constitution" to a constitution tending towards "balanced constitution".
My roommate peeked over and exclaimed, "Wow, this red bean water is amazing? I want some too! I've been feeling like I have too much dampness in my body lately!"
Zhao Na ignored her roommate's exclamation, feeling her face burning.
She studied traditional Chinese medicine for seven years, memorized countless formulas and prescriptions, and considered herself a professionally trained doctor, yet she couldn't see things as clearly as a young doctor from a roadside pharmacy.
She cured the ailment that had been bothering her for more than half a year using just two of the cheapest ingredients.
It's like you're using a dragon-slaying sword to kill mosquitoes, but someone else just uses a fly swatter to do the job.
That sense of shame mixed with frustration eventually transformed into awe of the strong.
She took out her phone and sent Li Siyuan a WeChat message: "Senior, I'd like to go to Renxin Pharmacy again."
back in seconds.
That's exactly what I was thinking. This time, I'm not going to challenge them; I'm going to become their disciple.
……
Meanwhile, the "poisoning" incident at Corning Pharmacy also took a dramatic turn.
Once the expedited toxicology report from the Second Municipal Hospital was released, a search of the medicinal wine in Li Ergou's home revealed irrefutable evidence.
This is not a medical malpractice case; it is clearly a case of "an unfilial son poisoning his own mother in an attempt to defraud insurance."
The police report immediately sparked a public outcry.
The keyboard warriors who were previously cursing "unscrupulous traditional Chinese medicine practitioners who disregard human life" deleted their posts overnight and turned around to rave about "Dr. Wang's discerning eyes".
"This doctor can spot aconitine poisoning at a glance? He must be some kind of superhuman!"
"Renxin Pharmacy: A Criminal Investigation Team That Was Delayed"
"I suggest a thorough investigation of Dr. Wang; it doesn't seem like an act."
The seal on Kangning Pharmacy was torn off, but Wu Defa and Sun Jiren looked at the deserted store and felt worse than if they had swallowed bitter herbs. Although their reputation was preserved, their business was completely ruined.
That afternoon, the two men, carrying large and small bags, shamelessly knocked on the door of Renxin Pharmacy.
"Dr. Wang! My savior!" As soon as Wu Defa entered the room, his knees buckled and he was about to kneel down.
Wang Minyu didn't even lift his eyelids, and lightly hooked the chair leg with his toe, blocking Wu Defa's knee: "Don't do this, kneeling isn't fashionable these days, sit."
Sun Jiren, his face also filled with shame, clasped his hands in a respectful bow: "Dr. Wang, I was blind before. If it weren't for your help, I would have been dead in the police station. I am completely convinced of your skill."
"Mr. Sun, you're too kind. It's only right for fellow professionals to lend a hand." Wang Minyu poured himself a cup of tea, his expression calm.
"Um... Dr. Wang, I have a question that's been bothering me." Sun Jiren leaned forward. "How were you so sure it was aconitine? And how did you guess it was medicinal wine?"
This question hit the nail on the head, and Wu Defa perked up his ears.
Surely he couldn't say the system just slapped the answer in his face, could he? Wang Minyu put down his teacup and decided to make up a story... and explain the reasoning behind it.
"Inspection".
"Is it another visual diagnosis?" Sun Jiren was taken aback.
"Yes." Wang Minyu pointed to his eyes. "The old lady's complexion was sallow with a bluish-black tinge, which is a sign of poisoning. The most crucial thing is her fingers; her fingernails were curled up and bluish-purple in color. In traditional Chinese medicine, this is called 'internal liver wind stirring, with a major toxin entering the collaterals.' There aren't many plant toxins that can cause this specific sign, but aconitine is one of them."
"As for the medicinal wine..." Wang Minyu smiled, "The smell of medicine residue under Li Ergou's fingernails, combined with the cheap liquor smell on him, isn't it hard to guess?"
Seven parts truth, three parts falsehood.
The signs do exist, but to make a definitive diagnosis instantly requires some kind of cheat code.
Sun Jiren listened, stunned, and finally slapped his thigh: "Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! To see the big picture from small details, that's the style of a great physician!"
Wu Defa quickly pushed the gifts onto the table: "Dr. Wang, we are so grateful to you this time. However... after this ordeal, Kangning is practically ruined. These past few days, all we hear when we open the door is curses; not even a fly can get in."
He rubbed his hands together, looking at Wang Minyu with a fawning expression: "My brother and I have been thinking about discussing a collaboration with you."
"cooperate?"
"Yes! We want to merge Kangning Pharmacy into Renxin Pharmacy and make it a branch of yours!" Wu Defa said decisively. "We don't want shares, we just want you to come and see patients there one day a month... no, half a day is enough! Just help build up this brand!"
That's a clever plan.
Renxin Pharmacy is now a golden brand in Changxiang City. Even if it's just a name, it can bring Kangning back to life.
Wang Minyu didn't reply, but tapped his fingers lightly on the table.
Branch store? Chain store?
He shook his head, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "Boss Wu, your vision is too narrow."
"Huh?" Wu Defa was taken aback.
"I'm not opening any branches; I don't have the energy for that." Wang Minyu stood up and looked out the glass window at the slightly dilapidated old street. "I don't like spreading my business too thin. However, I am quite interested in growing chives."
"Chives?" The two looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Yes, chives." Wang Minyu pointed outside. "Instead of opening branches, I'd rather turn this whole street into my vegetable garden. I won't merge with your shops; I'll take them all."
"Acquire? Buy?" Wu Defa was so shocked that his jaw almost dislocated.
"Not just your place, but every massage parlor, foot bath shop, and herbal tea stall on this street—I want them all." Wang Minyu's eyes shone brightly, as if he could see a lush green field of chives. "I want to create a street dedicated to traditional Chinese medicine and wellness. As for you all…"
He looked at the two men who were staring blankly at him and said, "From now on, you'll work for me. Old Sun will be in charge of overseeing the medicinal herbs, and Boss Wu will be in charge of logistics and errands. You'll still get your regular salary and a year-end bonus."
Wu Defa and Sun Jiren exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.
This young man's appetite is much bigger than they imagined!
"But... how much will this cost?" Wu Defa swallowed.
"Money isn't the issue," Wang Minyu said, recalling the bank cards containing large sums of money. "The question is, are you willing to be the first batch of 'fertilizer'?"