"You're talking nonsense." Hua Zi 'an became so angry that his beard twitched. "I've been a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner all my life, and I've never seen anyone fill a prescription without weighing it."
Qin Haodong said, "Mr. Hua, I'm really in a hurry. If you don't believe me, you can check it."
Then he continued to fill the prescription.
Hua Zi 'an snorted. This young man was really stubborn. He asked, "How much did you just catch?"
"Two taels and one qian."
Qin Haodong said without looking back.
Hua Zi 'an picked up the herb and put it on the scale. His eyes widened in surprise. The scale showed that it was two taels and one qian, not a cent more or less.
How could this be possible? He must have guessed it. He asked again, "How many fleeceflower did you catch?"
"Six taels and five qian."
Hua Zi 'an checked it again, and it was still the same.
"Bodhi leaf …"
"Three taels and two qian …"
"Chicken bone grass …"
"Four taels and six qian …"
After checking six or seven herbs in a row, Hua Zi 'an was finally convinced. He knew that the young man in front of him was really capable. The herbs he caught with his hands were exactly the same as those on the scale.
After calming himself down, he stepped forward and said, "Little brother, how did you do this?"
His initial anger towards Qin Haodong had turned into admiration, and he even addressed him as "little brother".
"I've been filling prescriptions with my grandfather since I was a child. The more I do, the better I am."
Qin Haodong gave a random reason, then put the herbs together and poured them into a pot of decoction soup next to him.
"Little brother, what's this prescription? Why can't I see it? "
Hua Zi 'an had been dealing with traditional Chinese medicine for so many years. If it was an ordinary prescription, he could know what it was by looking at the herbs. But he couldn't see anything wrong with the medicine Qin Haodong made.
"Mr. Hua, let's talk about it later. I'm in a hurry to save someone."
Qin Haodong was about to boil the medicine.
Hua Zi 'an was full of curiosity about Qin Haodong at this time. How could he let him go so easily? He quickly said, "Leave it to Little Zhao. Let's have a good talk."
As he spoke, he called over a young nurse beside him.
The nurse's name was Zhao Ying. She was a nurse specially assigned to the traditional Chinese medicine consultation room. She had always been lazy and would be late every day. Anyway, the traditional Chinese medicine consultation room was not profitable, so she did not have to worry about her bonus being deducted. Because she came late, Qin Haodong did not see her just now.
Hua Zi 'an said, "Xiao Zhao, go and boil this pot of medicine."
Seeing the old man's enthusiasm, Qin Haodong handed the pot to Zhao Ying. At the same time, he repeatedly told her what to pay attention to during the decoction.
"Got it!"
Zhao Ying answered impatiently and raised her hand to take the pot. When she turned around, she immediately curled her lips and thought to herself, Isn't it just boiling medicine? You're still so wishy-washy. Do you really think you're a Medical Saint?
When Zhao Ying went to boil the medicine, Hua Zi 'an immediately sat down with Qin Haodong and asked eagerly, "Little brother, what's going on? What kind of medicine is this? What kind of illness are you attending to? "
"My medicine is called Pulse-warming and Heart-nourishing Soup. It has an extremely powerful effect on protecting and nourishing the heart …"
Qin Haodong told him what had just happened and then said, "There's only one hour left. We have to hurry up and boil this medicine to increase the success rate of the operation!"
Hua Zi 'an was stunned. He had studied traditional Chinese medicine all his life, but he had never heard of Pulse-warming and Heart-nourishing Soup.
"Little brother, is your medicine reliable? Can it really work? Can it really protect people's heart? "
"Of course it's reliable. It's a matter of life and death. How could I joke about it?" Hua Zi 'an was still confused. Qin Haodong smiled and said, "When the operation is over, Mr. Hua will know how effective the Pulse-warming and Heart-nourishing Soup is."
"Oh!" Hua Zi 'an responded doubtfully and then began to chat with Qin Haodong.
As the conversation went on, he was more and more surprised. He found that Qin Haodong's understanding of traditional Chinese medicine had reached an incredible level.
At first, he asked some questions about traditional Chinese medicine with a testing attitude. He wanted to see what this young man's attainments in traditional Chinese medicine were like. However, Qin Haodong answered him fluently and had a deeper understanding than him, which amazed him.
Later, the conversation between the two became an equal exchange. Later, he directly asked Qin Haodong for advice and asked all the questions that had been dormant in his heart for many years. But no matter how difficult the questions were, Qin Haodong could quickly give almost perfect answers.
Hua Zi 'an asked with admiration, "Little brother, who did you learn your medical skills from?"
"It's a family skill. I learned it from my grandfather!" Qin Haodong said.
"I admire you so much. I've lived for more than 70 years, and you are the most accomplished traditional Chinese medicine person I've ever seen. It's really rare for you to have such high medical skills at such a young age. I'm afraid even the legendary Medical Sage Qin Haodong can't compare with you."
Qin Haodong smiled but didn't speak. He didn't need to compete with himself.
Both of them had a love for traditional Chinese medicine from the bottom of their hearts, so they talked happily. More than half an hour passed quickly. At this time, Zhao Ying came back with the pot and said, "The medicine is ready."
Qin Haodong sniffed and frowned slightly. Then he opened the lid of the pot and sniffed it carefully. He looked up at Zhao Ying and said, "What happened? Why didn't you boil the medicine according to my instructions? "
Zhao Ying was slightly stunned. How did he know?
But she wouldn't admit such a thing without evidence. She stiffened her neck and said, "I boiled the medicine according to your instructions."
"Impossible. The smell of the medicine is not right at all. You must not have followed the procedure."
Qin Haodong was secretly annoyed. He had just told the little nurse clearly and even explained every minute of the heat when boiling the medicine in great detail. He didn't expect that Zhao Ying didn't listen at all.
He said with a sullen face, "The medicine of traditional Chinese medicine must be done perfectly. The medicine you made is not effective at all. It will kill people!"
No wonder he was angry. This medicine was related to Feng Zixiong's life, so he couldn't be careless.
Hearing this, the little nurse's face also became cold. "Isn't it just a traditional Chinese medicine? What's the big deal? It's your first day here. Why are you pretending? Do you really think you're a Medical Sage?
"You …"
Time was running out. Qin Haodong had no time to pay attention to the self-righteous little nurse. He hurried into the pharmacy again. This medicine couldn't be used at all. He had to get a new one. Now there were only ten minutes left, so he had to hurry.
The little nurse glanced at his back and said disdainfully, "What are you pretending for? You make yourself look like a magic doctor. I really don't know where you come from.
Bullsh * t. "
After that, she seemed to feel that she had gone too far. She turned to Hua Zi 'an and said, "I really don't know where he came from. With you here, he can't tell me what to do. "
Then she found that Hua Zi 'an's face was livid. He raised his hand and pointed at her. "Zhao Ying, from now on, you don't have to come to work anymore."
"What? Sir, what did I do wrong? "
Zhao Ying was completely dumbfounded. She could look down on Qin Haodong, the newcomer, but she couldn't ignore Hua Zi 'an's attitude. The old man could make her lose her job with a word.
In Guangren Hospital, those who could work as nurses in the traditional Chinese medicine clinic were the worst. They had no connections or background. If even here didn't want her, she could only pack up and go home.
"As a nurse, you don't know how to respect doctors and traditional Chinese medicine. Why should I keep you here? Pack up and get out of here. "
The old man was really angry. Even he respected Qin Haodong's ability from the bottom of his heart. How could he tolerate a little nurse offending him?
Zhao Ying's face was pale. It was the first time that she had seen Hua Zi 'an so angry in a long time. She knew that she would lose her job completely.
She just didn't understand why Hua Zi 'an valued such a young man so much. Could it be that he had a backer? But how could a person with a backer come to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic to be a little doctor?
In the pharmacy, Qin Haodong's speed had reached the extreme. In less than a minute, he grabbed the medicinal materials again, poured them into the medicine pot, and began to boil the medicine himself.
"This …"
Hua Zi 'an was dumbfounded. He had never seen anyone who could grab and boil herbs to such an extreme. It was simply amazing.
There was not much time left. It would be too late to boil the medicine according to the ordinary method, so Qin Haodong used Green Wood Genuine Qi to quickly stimulate the medicinal properties of various medicinal materials. Seven or eight minutes later, a strong smell of medicine wafted out. The world's first Pulse-warming and Heart-nourishing Soup was fresh out of the oven.
At the same time, in the ward, Lu Fei said with a cold face, "There are only ten minutes left, and Tang Feng hasn't come back yet. I think he's a liar. We don't have to wait for him. It's time to start the operation."
Nalan Wuxia said in a deep voice, "We agreed to wait for an hour. There are still ten minutes left. What's the hurry?"
Lu Fei turned to look at Feng Ziying and said, "Sir, the patient's condition is very critical and may deteriorate at any time. We can't delay any longer. I suggest the operation immediately."
Although Feng Ziying was very worried about his brother, thinking of the less than 5% success rate, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's wait a little longer. Doctor Tang should be back soon."
"This …"
Lu Fei's face was very ugly. For a little Chinese medicine practitioner, he was asked to wait here with a scalpel. This was obviously not giving him face.
However, the patient's family did not agree, so he could not force the operation. Otherwise, no one could afford the consequences.
Time passed. There were only two minutes left, but there was still no sign of Qin Haodong.
At this moment, a young nurse in the ward ran out and cried in panic, "Doctor Lu, it's bad. The patient's condition suddenly deteriorated. It's very critical."
Hearing this, everyone at the door changed their expressions.
Lu Fei cried, "It's all your fault. You had to wait for a strange Chinese medicine practitioner. Now the patient's condition has deteriorated. It will be too late if we don't operate now."
Feng Ziying said nervously, "Doctor Lu, you have to save my brother."
Lu Fei waved his hand and said, "We can't wait any longer. Start the operation now."
Although there were only two minutes left, the situation was critical. If something really happened to Feng Zixiong, no one could bear the responsibility. Nalan Wuxia and the others could not stop him.
Lu Fei put on his mask and hurried into the operating room.
Feng Ziying's eyes were wide open. He stared at the red light above the operating room and kept praying for his brother in his heart, hoping that he would be safe.
At this time, a young nurse came out. Nalan Wuxia stopped her and asked, "How is the patient's condition?"
"It's very critical. His heart is very weak and may stop at any time!"
The young nurse said and hurried away. Everyone's heart seemed to sink to the bottom.
At this moment, Nalan Wuxia saw a figure appear at the end of the corridor. It was Qin Haodong!
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