Chapter 351: The most incurable disease and good things are coming
In the consulting room.

When the superior saw Wang Mengde easily straighten the patient's nose with his hands, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

The patient just said that he had been to several well-known large hospitals in Beijing, each of which was ranked high.

So many doctors in those hospitals all believed that surgery was needed to treat it.

Unexpectedly, in Wang Mengde's hands, the patient was treated and left immediately, which took less than five minutes, and he didn't even prescribe any medicine in the end.

If surgery was needed, it would cost at least dozens or hundreds of dollars, but now, it only costs a registration fee.

Of course, because of the company, the money spent will eventually be reimbursed, so it won’t have much impact on the patient himself, but it will definitely have an impact on his work and life.

The superior leader couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said:
"Comrade Wang Mengde, your medical skills are amazing. If that comrade had really undergone surgery, he would not only suffer, but also delay his work and spend a lot of money.

Now that you have cured him, he only needs to pay attention to his daily life after he returns. It won’t affect his work or life at all.”

Several other leaders nearby also showed admiration. They had only heard of him before and had never seen him in person.

Now that I have finally seen it, I have a deep understanding of how high Wang Mengde's level is.

Dean Lu sat on the chair, smiling smugly.

As the dean of the Chinese Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine and a famous medical expert with very high medical skills, he knew much more about Wang Mengde.

In the field of internal medicine and dermatology, no one in the country can compare with us.

Not only that, even in the thousands of years of medical history, there are only a handful of people who can reach Wang Mengde's current level. To be bold, we can even say that he has a chance to compete for the top three in history.

As for acupuncture techniques and massage and bone setting, there is no need to mention them.

He has absolute confidence that Wang Mengde's acupuncture techniques and massage and bone setting are at a unique level in history.

If Dean Lu had not watched the other person grow up little by little, he would not have believed that this was a height that a man in his thirties could reach.

In addition to these, as far as he knows, Wang Mengde is also making continuous progress in some other subjects, and in many aspects, he is gradually surpassing the famous Chinese medicine experts in the institute.

Not only did the internal medicine and dermatology departments often ask him for support, but many departments in Guang'anmen Hospital also thought of Wang Mengde first when they encountered difficult conditions and asked him to come for consultation.

Of course, the same is true for other hospitals in Beijing, which come to hire people every now and then.

Now, all the major hospitals in Beijing have formed a habit of seeking his advice when they encounter a disease that they cannot treat, or directly sending the patient to Guang'anmen Hospital to try their luck.

Wang Mengde did not get complacent about the praise from his superiors. As his medical skills improved, more and more patients came to him for treatment.

Every day we encounter all kinds of strange and difficult diseases, some of which may be considered incurable diseases in the future.

He knows very well that he has more responsibilities on his shoulders in the future. The more he learns, the more he finds that there are more diseases waiting for him to conquer one by one. It can be said that learning has no end.

Next, several more patients came in. Wang Mengde did not intervene again, but gave the opportunity to his junior fellow student.

It just so happened that President Lu and his superiors were all there, so he could show up. This performance might become an opportunity in the future.

Li Xiang did not disappoint his expectations. He studied with him for five years. After becoming his apprentice, he worked in Guang'anmen Hospital for several years. Now he can handle most of the diseases with ease.

At this time, a woman in her forties knocked on the door cautiously and walked in.

"Excuse me, ma'am, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Li Xiang asked softly according to his usual procedure.

"Doctor, my whole body is very itchy, and I have round scars, especially on my arms.

I have had this for more than half a year and have been to many hospitals for treatment, but it doesn’t work. I itch so much every day that I want to die.”

The woman said with a look of pain and excitement.

While talking, he kept scratching his arms and body with his hands.

"Sister, please don't worry. Apart from the itchiness, are there any other discomforts?"

Li Xiang quickly spoke out to comfort him.

"Doctor, in addition to the itching on my body, I can't sleep at night. I am groggy in the middle of the night and often wake up because of the itching.

It's okay if it's a little cold, but if it's a little hot, I can't stand it. . . "

The woman frowned and told the story of her physical condition in detail.

Of course, Li Xiang would interrupt from time to time and ask a few questions.

After asking the questions and taking the patient's pulse, he had a general idea in his mind.

According to his diagnosis, this lady's condition falls under the category of dermatology, but there is no problem with his treatment.

After all, the senior brother is particularly good at treating dermatology. He used to follow behind him and learned a lot by observing and listening.

Also, I had seen my senior brother treat this disease before, so I was completely confident.

Thinking of this, he pondered for a moment, then picked up the prescription paper and pen, and prepared to follow the prescription written by his senior brother before, combining it with his previous dialectic, and simply adjust a few medicines.

Seeing his junior fellow apprentice preparing to prescribe a prescription, Wang Mengde could no longer sit still.

Combining the woman's facial expression with the symptoms she described, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

This is probably not a simple skin disease problem.

Then, regardless of the presence of the leaders, he whispered:

"Don't prescribe yet. Let me take your pulse."

As he said that, he took two steps forward, and under the curious look on the older sister's face, he took the patient's pulse and asked a few questions.

Five minutes later, he had a rough idea in his mind, so he asked:
"Big sister, didn't your family come with you?"

"Hi, my husband still has to go to work, and my parents-in-law help take care of the children at home. Besides, my illness doesn't affect my walking, so I didn't let anyone else accompany me."

The woman said something casually, and then asked:
"Doctor, is my illness very troublesome?"

When she saw Wang Mengde's expression, her heart skipped a beat and she instantly had a bad feeling.

"Sister, I'm not sure what disease you have yet. So, you can come with your family tomorrow. Don't eat or drink water early in the morning.

When we get there, we need to do a lot of tests, so we need family members to accompany us so that we can determine what the disease is."

Wang Mengde explained.

Although he has been diagnosed, this disease is not something that most people can endure, and he has no family members with him, so he will not speak it out easily.

"Okay, doctor. I'll ask my husband to come with me tomorrow."

The woman said.

After she left, Li Xiang carefully asked his senior brother:

"Director Wang, did I make a wrong diagnosis just now?"

His superiors and Dean Lu also looked at him curiously, waiting for an answer.

"The patient just now had the same symptoms as itchy skin, but judging from her complexion, pulse, and the patient's description, it was another disease. In my experience, this disease is caused by lymphoma. You may not have seen it, but in fact, a very small number of patients with lymphoma will have this kind of symptoms.

That lady is in the early stages of lymphoma. If she is treated properly, she will have no problem surviving for a few years, or even more than ten years.”

Wang Mengde answered patiently.

In fact, Li Xiang cannot be blamed for his misjudgment, as the conditions of the two illnesses are very similar.

The woman just now has been to several large hospitals. In addition to the attending physician, those hospitals also organized internal consultations.

The director and deputy director of the department also got together to discuss the issue.

But no one suspected that it was lymphoma.

With the current level of medical technology, there are no more than ten people in the world who can be easily and accurately diagnosed.

Of course, if the instruments are used for testing and CT scans early on, many hospitals will be able to detect the disease.

However, because no one would have thought of it, it is impossible to accurately examine the patient.

"So that's how it is. I almost misdiagnosed it."

After listening to his senior brother's explanation, Li Xiang was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, my senior brother is here today, otherwise he would have treated it as a skin disease.

If it is just a misdiagnosis and the prescribed medicine is ineffective, it is fine. But if the patient's treatment is delayed because of him, it would be a serious sin.

After all, lymphoma is not like other diseases. If this disease is delayed for a period of time, it may develop from the early stage to the late stage.

The early, middle and late stages of cancer are completely different concepts.

According to the current medical level, there is no good way to treat cancer, whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine.

Especially when the disease has developed to the terminal stage, it is basically a death sentence, and it will be executed in a short period of time.

“It’s not your fault. Even I might have misdiagnosed it if I hadn’t observed it carefully.

By the way, when the lady comes tomorrow, you arrange for her to have a check-up. After confirmation, secretly communicate with the patient’s family to see whether to let the patient know.

As for treatment, I will give you a prescription later. Let her go home and take it. Come back for a checkup after half a month."

Wang Mengde comforted him and then gave some instructions.

He had previously studied cancer treatments, but after two or three months, he gave up temporarily.

Even though his medical skills have reached such a high level, he is still powerless against this top-ranked incurable disease.

The most we can do is to relieve the patient's pain and slow down the progression of the disease.

The effect of treatment will not be much better than that of chemotherapy used by Western medicine.

After the superiors left.

Wang Mengde followed behind President Lu, and the two of them walked and talked as they slowly walked towards the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"Comrade Wang Mengde, although the medicines that the superiors brought just now were counterfeit, we have found a solution and it was just a false alarm, but it also serves as a reminder for us.

Sooner or later, competitors will emerge, and by then we will have no price advantage, and I’m afraid we will lose more than half of the overseas market.”

Dean Lu said in a low voice.

"Dean, this is a normal phenomenon. In recent years, Western medicine has developed rapidly. Coupled with a large amount of capital investment, many well-known foreign research institutions have developed a number of special medicines.

Although these drugs have side effects, treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and can cause drug resistance if taken too much, we have to admit that Western medicine has obvious advantages such as fast treatment, quick results, and simplicity and convenience of use.

If they really develop a special medicine with the same efficacy as ours, they will definitely occupy a large market share.

Moreover, most of the Western medicines are suitable for large-scale industrial production. Once the scale is reached, the cost will be greatly reduced.

But Chinese medicine is different. It is difficult to reduce the cost too much, and there are too few types of Chinese medicine.”

Wang Mengde also sighed and then said.

In fact, what he was thinking was that if it weren't for him, no matter how expensive or cheap Chinese patent medicines were in the future, they would not be able to compete with Western medicines.

If the price is too high, we will lose the market; if the price is too low, we will lose the favor of hospitals and doctors.

It's really a case of being caught in a dilemma!
He has the memory of later life and is more sensitive to this situation.

Before he traveled through time, most hospitals and medicines were based on Western medicine and Western drugs. Traditional Chinese medicine was completely suppressed and there were very few Chinese patent medicines.

When many hospitals and doctors prescribe medicine, Western medicine is often the first choice.

It's not just because it's more effective and convenient, but mainly because hospitals and doctors can earn more money.

Especially when it comes to examinations, as long as you go to the hospital, you will be given a lot of examinations. For some special diseases, they will also prescribe those so-called special medicines at sky-high prices for treatment.

The profits here are huge.

“These situations do exist, but fortunately the country now provides strong support for traditional Chinese medicine.

As long as we continue to develop, in the next 20 years, a large number of young people who have graduated from regular colleges and universities will become the main force of various hospitals.

With their participation, I believe that the development of Chinese medicine will be faster than in the past few hundred years.”

Dean Lu said optimistically.

Now, after several years of development, the power of traditional Chinese medicine has become increasingly stronger.

In particular, Chinese medicine colleges and training classes have been established in various provinces, cities and regions across the country. In the past two years, a small number of students have graduated and started working.

From now on, batches of students will graduate every year, continuously enriching hospitals and medical institutions across the country.

These people are the hope of traditional Chinese medicine.

After a few decades, many directors, deans, etc. will emerge from here, and maybe there will be quite a few famous Chinese medicine experts.

Of course, he did not expect a second Wang Mengde to appear.

"By the way, Comrade Wang Mengde, are you sure about the lymphoma of the patient just now?"

“Dean, I’m not sure about cancer yet, but I believe if I’m given a few years, there might be a way.

Even if we can’t completely cure it, at least we can slow down the progression of the disease. My goal is to significantly increase the survival rate and survival time.”

Wang Mengde said cautiously.

This disease is not like other diseases, it is too difficult to treat.

"Well, then go ahead and do your research according to your ideas. The Chinese Medicine Research Institute will always be your solid backing.

There is one more thing. Just now, the superior leader said something before leaving. Good things are coming to you. You should be mentally and spiritually prepared in advance. "

Dean Lu said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)