Chapter 10: Prescription

How is this possible?

How could the blood stasis in Tang Bingyan's body be drained just by a few silver needles?

No!

Someone can do it with silver needles!

That kind of person is called—a National Doctor!

But in the entire Huaxia, the number of National Doctors can be counted on one hand.

Such a level of existence is something even the top big shots in Jiangcheng might not be able to invite, how could Xu Tian, that piece of trash, invite one?

"Lin Doctor, what is going on?"

Before Lin Tong could recover from the shock, Chen Xiaoxiao's worried voice came from the side.

She saw that black blood flowing out, and although she knew it was blood stasis, she still couldn't help but worry.

Hearing Chen Xiaoxiao's voice, Lin Tong's gaze flickered toward the ward.

"I can't be entirely sure right now, let's wait and see!"

Chen Xiaoxiao nervously looked into the ward again.

At this moment, under Zhang Zizhen's continuous acupuncture, the blood stasis in Tang Bingyan's body was constantly being drained.

Gradually, Tang Bingyan's complexion became better and better, and her pale face gradually became rosy.

Just from the outside, Tang Bingyan was clearly much better.

A moment later, Zhang Zizhen pulled out all the silver needles from Tang Bingyan's body.

Seeing that he had no further actions, Lin Tong's face suddenly turned ugly, "That's it, I can now be certain that this person is a quack without a doubt!"

Chen Xiaoxiao's heart sank suddenly.

"Lin Doctor, is his treatment incorrect?"

Lin Tong didn't answer, but opened the ward door.

At this moment, Zhang Zizhen and Lin Xiao were just about to come out.

Lin Tong looked righteously at Zhang Zizhen and Lin Xiao, and scolded coldly:

"You are also a doctor, you rely on the superficial skills of a National Doctor to come here and swindle people? The Huaxia National Doctors are declining precisely because of swindlers like you!"

Zhang Zizhen and Lin Xiao were both stunned for a moment.

Lin Xiao was younger, hot-blooded, and couldn't take the insult, he was about to argue, but before he could speak, he was pulled back by Zhang Zizhen.

Zhang Zizhen looked indifferently at Lin Tong, and said: "You are right, National Medicine is profound, I have indeed only learned some superficial skills, I don't know what high insights you have."

"Heh!"

Lin Tong sneered: "I wouldn't dare claim high insights, but common sense is something every medical student understands. I assume you also know the patient has internal organ damage, do you think draining the blood stasis is enough?"

"Isn't suturing the internal organs necessary? You dare call yourself a divine doctor with just a few tricks? Shameless, you aren't saving people, you're harming them!"

Zhang Zizhen heard this, and on that wrinkled old face, there was no emotion, instead, he looked at Lin Tong with interest and asked: "Internal organ damage must be sutured?"

"Isn't it necessary?"

Lin Tong mocked: "What if the patient has a second massive hemorrhage if you don't suture?"

"You are also half a medical practitioner, don't you know how to judge the degree of internal organ damage based on the patient's blood stasis?"

This time, even Zhang Zizhen, who was usually indifferent, was laughed at in anger, "According to you, as long as there is slight internal organ damage, one must open the chest and belly, is this being responsible to the patient?"

"Ignorant!"

Zhang Zizhen flicked his sleeves and walked past Lin Tong directly.

Before Lin Tong could react, Zhang Zizhen's young apprentice, Lin Xiao, looked at Lin Tong as if looking at an idiot:

"Judging from the pulse, the degree of the patient's internal organ damage is far from needing sutures, otherwise, do you think she could have lived until now?"

Swish!

The moment Lin Xiao's voice fell, Lin Tong's face turned pale.

In the cognition of Western medicine, the vast majority of internal organ injuries require sutures.

But he forgot that the sutures of Western medicine are mostly for the sake of insurance, and if Huaxia's National Medicine can accurately judge the degree of internal organ injury, small wounds do not need sutures.

This piece of trash Xu Tian invited was actually a National Doctor?!

Before Lin Tong could recover from the shock, Zhang Zizhen took out a prescription he had already written and handed it to Xu Tian:

"You follow this prescription to get the medicine for her. If you can find those two medicinal herbs on the prescription, she will recover as before in half a month. If you can't find those two herbs, use these two instead, but the effect will be worse, and the recovery time will be longer."

Chen Xiaoxiao heard this and immediately looked at the prescription, then hurriedly opened her mouth: "These two herbs are available in the Imperial Capital main family's pharmacy, give me the prescription, the quality of the medicine in the main family's pharmacy is much higher than those on the market, I will have them sent over together."

Zhang Zizhen nodded slightly and handed the prescription directly to Chen Xiaoxiao.

Afterward, he looked at Xu Tian and smiled: "Mr. Xu, since the matter here is settled, I will go back first. If Mr. Xu has any needs, just speak up."

Xu Tian nodded, "Good, I'll see you off, Elder Zhang."

After saying this, Xu Tian sent Zhang Zizhen and the two away from the hospital corridor.

Chen Xiaoxiao watched their departing backs, hesitated for a moment, and still came to Lin Tong:

"Lin Doctor, can you see if there are any problems with this prescription?"

Compared to the doctor Xu Tian brought, she trusted the brilliant Lin Tong more.

"Good, let me see."

Lin Tong took the prescription with some curiosity.

"This is!"

When Lin Tong finished reading the prescription, a stormy sea suddenly surged in his heart.

To measure whether a National Doctor is powerful, besides medical means and diagnostic methods, the most important thing is the prescription.

This prescription from Zhang Zizhen, even Lin Tong, who is not a National Doctor, can see clearly and understand, and can feel the weight of this prescription.

This is absolutely not a prescription that a barefoot doctor could write!

This is absolutely a master of National Medicine!

Thinking that he had even asked such a master of National Medicine if he had a medical qualification certificate earlier.

Lin Tong felt a burning pain on his face.

"Lin Doctor, what's wrong?"

Chen Xiaoxiao saw that Lin Tong's expression was wrong and couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"Nothing."

Lin Tong came back to his senses and hurriedly suppressed his thoughts.

Although Zhang Zizhen's prescription was extraordinary, he was also a top expert in Jiangcheng's medical field, so he naturally couldn't reveal his inferiority in front of Chen Xiaoxiao.

Especially in front of someone like Chen Xiaoxiao; although he didn't know the specific background of that Tang Zong, he understood a bit—Tang Bingyan's background was very large!

If he wanted to build this relationship, he had to show his value.

It's just that, from his perspective, Zhang Zizhen's prescription seemed to be the most perfect, and he couldn't see any problems.

After hesitating for a long time, Lin Tong gritted his teeth in his heart and made a decision.

Afterward, his expression became solemn: "There are big problems with the prescription, these few medicinal herbs have conflicting properties, if Tang Zong takes them, it will lead to a worsening of the condition, they must be changed!"

What?!

Chen Xiaoxiao's breathing tightened suddenly.

Conflicting properties, will lead to a worsening of the condition?! ===== CHAPTER 11 =====