Chapter 220: Zheng Aging Body

The next day, the news came that Qin Jinglun was going to the party school to study.

Before going to the party school to study, Qin Jinglun definitely wanted Lin Tiancheng to leave Yuncheng.

In the morning, Qin Jinglun called Lin Tiancheng and asked Lin Tiancheng to go to the municipal party committee compound.

"Secretary Qin." Lin Tiancheng greeted Qin Jinglun.

Qin Jinglun seemed to be in a good mood. He didn't shy away from others. He smiled at Lin Tiancheng from afar, and walked in front of Lin Tiancheng. He stretched out his hand to hold Lin Tiancheng's hand and shook it vigorously.

After getting in the car, Qin Jinglun and Lin Tiancheng sat in the back row together.

"There is good news, there is bad news, which one to listen to first?" Qin Jinglun sold a pass.

"Good news."

Qin Jinglun's expression was very relaxed, and said: "The good news is that there is no problem with the Administration of Traditional Chinese Medicine. As long as you can be recommended by a famous Chinese medicine teacher, you can recognize your qualifications. At that time, you only need to practice in the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Months, it will automatically be converted."

Speaking of this, Qin Jinglun paused, "The bad news is that Elder Xia is very principled. Given your weak qualifications, he would not recommend it for you."

"Oh." Lin Tiancheng has no mood swings.

Qin Jinglun didn't wait until Lin Tiancheng took the initiative to ask the following, so he had to speak, "However, Chen Xiao, the eldest disciple of Zheng Fengnian, the Chinese medicine master, is currently in the Fengcheng Chinese Medicine Hospital. I have contacted him, and he has the same opinion to see you. "

"Zheng Fengnian Zheng Lao?" Lin Tiancheng was a little surprised.

When Gao Yisong was the deputy governor, Lin Tiancheng met Zheng Fengnian once at Gao Yisong's house, and Zheng Fengnian also went to treat Gao Yisong's legs.

He remembered that Zheng Fengnian had a habit of closing his eyes and meditating before he had a diagnosis or a prescription.

"Do you know him?" Qin Jinglun asked.

"I have seen it once, so count it as a acquaintance." Lin Tiancheng said.

Qin Jinglun didn't think much about it. He said, "Chen Xiao is a big disciple of Zheng Lao and a famous Chinese medicine expert. Everyone says he is the incarnation of Zheng Lao. Because Zheng Lao received a patient in Fengcheng, The patient had something unexpected, Zheng Lao asked Chen Xiao to come for a follow-up consultation. Later, in front of Dr. Chen, you must pay attention to correct your attitude."

"Thank you Secretary Qin for reminding me."

"How are you preparing?"

Lin Tiancheng scratched his head, he didn't make any preparations at all.

After all, he is now relying on 360 anti-virus for diagnosis and treatment, so why would he waste his time doing Chinese medicine?

Qin Jinglun had seen Lin Tiancheng's medical skills, and he didn't think much about it. He just said, "Don't be nervous, just perform normally at that time, I believe you."

Two hours later, Lin Tiancheng and Qin Jinglun came to Fengcheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

A big banner was hung at the entrance of the Chinese Medicine Hospital.

"A warm welcome to Chen Xiao, a Chinese medicine practitioner, to come to our hospital for consultation and guidance."

"Secretary Qin."

A bald person wearing glasses and a white coat saw Qin Jinglun coming. He smiled all the way and walked to Qin Jinglun.

Since Qin Jinglun was only the first brother of Yuncheng, not the first brother of Fengcheng, the hospital was not very excited, and only the deputy director of the hospital greeted him downstairs.

"President Lan. I can just go up directly. Why bother you to come down yourself." Secretary Qin shook hands with Dean Lan, and then pointed to Lin Tiancheng next to him, "Lin Tiancheng, come and see Dr. Chen."

Dean Lan eagerly shook hands with Lin Tiancheng again, and he did not hesitate to praise him, "So young, I can personally recommend Secretary Qin, what a young man."

After finishing speaking, Dean Lan turned his head to Qin Jinglun and said, "Doctor Chen is in the consultation, I will take you there."

Under the leadership of Dean Lan, Lin Tiancheng and Qin Jinglun went up to the second floor.

At the entrance of a clinic, there was a long queue of patients. Some people looked a little nervous, while others were full of expectations.

What is amazing is that so many patients are exceptionally quiet.

By the door of the clinic, there was a doctor who was holding the door, his face was serious, and he was waiting.

Seeing a patient coming out of the consulting room with a smile on his face, the doctor who opened the door stretched out his hand for the number of the first patient in line, confirmed that it was correct, and signaled the patient to enter the consulting room.

Seeing Dean Lan coming, the doctor who closed the door just nodded and did not speak.

Dean Lan walked to the entrance of the clinic, hesitated, and led Qin Jinglun and Lin Tiancheng into the clinic.

In the consulting room, there is a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a white coat, of medium height, with a flat head, and now behind the table, his complexion is calm.

The patient is a middle-aged woman who is over half a hundred years old. She has a flattering smile, "Doctor..."

"What's the problem?" Chen Xiao interrupted the patient.

Seeing Chen Xiao at the beginning of the diagnosis, Dean Lan smiled apologetically to Qin Jinglun. Qin Jinglun waved his hand and stood quietly on the side.

The woman said: "I feel a little pain in my lower abdomen and liver area recently, is it cancer?"

Chen Xiao frowned.

This is the case for many patients. When self-reporting their condition, they not only like to talk about symptoms, but also like to add their own subjective assumptions or conjectures to the disease.

The smaller the place, the more serious this phenomenon.

If it hadn't been for his master Zheng Fengnian to call him over for a follow-up patient, he would never have come here.

"You only need to talk about the symptoms. Are there any other symptoms?" Chen Xiao said.

The patient thought for a while and shook his head.

Chen Xiao asked about some basic conditions of the patient, such as diet, urination, sleep and so on.

The patients answered one by one.

Chen Xiao began to get the pulse of the patient.

About three minutes later, Chen Xiao asked the patient to lie down on the bed next to him, and stretched out his hand to press on the patient's lower abdomen, "Does it hurt here? What about here?"

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After pressing a few times, Chen Xiao returned to the desk and sat down.

The patient stood up and got up, came to Chen Xiao, and was about to speak, but saw Chen Xiao's eyes closed, as if an old monk had entered meditation. The patient closed his mouth in fright, his face full of anxiety.

After a while, Chen Xiao opened his eyes and said, "There is no big problem. After returning home, pay attention to work and rest. Don't just know how to make money. If this goes on, the money you make in the future will not be enough to cure the disease."

The patient hesitated and said: "Is it really okay? No need to take any medicine?"

Chen Xiao shook his head, a somewhat mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, with a very speechless look.

He can be sure that the patient is not in serious trouble. Coupled with the patient's plain clothes and ordinary family background, he will not even prescribe medicine to the patient. He was only temporarily sitting for a consultation, and besides, with his strength and status, he couldn't look down on the rebates for prescribing medicine.

It's just a pity that people nowadays, regardless of whether they are sick or not, get sick even if they are not sick.

Anyway, Taiping medicine can not kill people. Not only can it generate income for the hospital, but it can also get a high rebate.

In this general environment, some patients are not relieved when they enter the hospital without getting the medicine.

Instead of prescribing medicine to the patient in the hospital, Chen Xiao picked up a pen and wrote the names of several medicines on a piece of white paper, "Go to the pharmacy by yourself, buy a few boxes and eat at home, and take a break."

The patient felt like a treasure and left with confidence.

At this time, Chen Xiao stood up and nodded to Qin Jinglun, his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, even with a bit of nobility.

He is Zheng Fengnian's major disciple, and his medical skills are quite good, because Zheng Fengnian is a health doctor led by the capital. He is with Zheng Fengnian, and leaders large and small have seen a lot.

Qin Jinglun, the secretary of the municipal party committee of a small place, he still doesn't pay much attention to it.

"Dr. Chen really has superb medical skills and excellent medical ethics." On the contrary, Qin Jinglun took the initiative to lower his posture because he wanted to ask Chen Xiao, with a smile on his face.

Chen Xiao's expression only slightly eased, and Qin Jinglun shook hands gently, "Sorry, I made you wait a long time."

Qin Jinglun smiled and said, "It's okay, let me introduce..."

"I'm going to follow up a very important patient now, what can I say later?" Before Qin Jinglun finished speaking, Chen Xiao interrupted Qin Jinglun's words.

Qin Jinglun said that he was also a senior official in Xinjiang, and his face was a little embarrassed, but he still said with a smile: "This is the hospital. The patient's affairs are major events. Go ahead."

Chen Xiao nodded, raised his leg and left the consulting room, never looking at Lin Tiancheng from start to finish.

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