I Can Hear the Heart's Voice of Traditional Chinese Medicine

Chapter 458 - 191: There Is No Wave Without Wind, Nor Wind Without a Hollow Cave

"Old Xie, you know this matter best. Can you explain it to Liu Rong?"

"Forget it, you tell him."

In response, Xie Mingsong politely declined.

Old Wu didn’t mind, nor did he think much of it, assuming that Xie Mingsong simply didn’t want to repeat himself. He shrugged his shoulders and turned to Liu Rong, saying, "Since Old Xie doesn’t want to speak, I’ll just pass the message along."

Although a massive wave had already risen in Liu Rong’s heart, at this moment, his face did not reveal much.

"Have you heard about the incident a few days ago with the person sent to the City First Hospital for emergency treatment?"

Liu Rong nodded slightly. Of course, he had heard about it.

Even though he wasn’t a doctor at the City First Hospital and his medical skills weren’t that advanced, he was still the internal medicine director of the District Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He had some connections, so naturally, he wouldn’t have any trouble obtaining the necessary information.

Moreover, despite not being very popular among many renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctors, he was still the internal medicine director and knew quite a few people.

There were many things in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Circle that Xie Mingsong might not know, but Liu Rong had his own channels, so he was quite clear on a lot of seemingly hidden information.

"That person was admitted with an acute heart attack, right?" Liu Rong still sought confirmation from Old Wu.

Old Wu nodded: "As long as you know, it saves me from explaining this matter."

"Was that case very serious?"

Even though Liu Rong had heard about it, he hadn’t delved into the details. After all, Ji Huan was of a much higher level, and no matter how much he understood, it had nothing to do with him. Even if he wanted to curry favor with them, he had no way to do so.

However, he had heard that Xie Mingsong was one of the members of the emergency team at the time.

Originally, he had intended to consult Xie Mingsong, but upon reconsidering, he realized that it would be of no use to him, so he hadn’t pursued the matter further.

Now, hearing Old Wu mention it, Liu Rong suddenly felt that he might have missed something.

Or rather, he might have missed a lot of things.

He even vaguely felt that Xie Mingsong might be hiding something from him or simply didn’t intend to say anything.

If he hadn’t just probed into it, he might still be left in the dark.

"Serious?"

Old Wu’s expression was solemn: "It was exceptionally serious."

"Have you heard of Dean Zhang and Director Zheng Xianjue of the City First Hospital?"

Liu Rong nodded.

Of course, he had heard of these two.

One was the dean of the City First Hospital. In the healthcare field of Yong City, let alone him, even some interns who had just started their internship in Yong City probably have heard of them.

As for Zheng Xianjue, though not as famous as Dean Zhang, he was still a cardiac expert, ranking among the top three in Yong City.

Moreover, Liu Rong had interacted with Zheng Xianjue before, though they didn’t have a deep relationship.

But he was quite clear about these two figures.

Ji Huan had an acute heart attack; it was expected that these two would be there.

"With these two there, the person should have been fine, right?"

Old Wu shook his head slightly: "These two did take action, but they were at their wit’s end. In fact, the members of the expert group on site tried everything but were still powerless."

"Was it that serious?" Liu Rong drew in a breath.

Though he hadn’t understood the situation in detail, he knew that by early the next morning, the person was out of life-threatening danger. However, what Old Wu said suggested a discrepancy with what he knew.

If the expert group was at their wit’s end, how could the situation have turned around by the next day?

"Teacher Wu, is there something I don’t know about this situation?" Liu Rong curiously asked further.

"Of course."

Old Wu said with a serious face: "According to Old Xie, the person’s condition was very serious. City First Hospital had exhausted all non-surgical means, but they still couldn’t relieve the pain or keep the person conscious. Considering the consequences of postoperative complications, Zheng Xianjue didn’t dare to proceed with surgery, for fear the person wouldn’t survive the operation.

Then, a master acupuncturist from the United South Chinese Medicine Association, Zhou Jiande, recommended a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, whose expertise in acupuncture far surpassed his own, and this doctor was Lu Xuan, who is likely to be appointed as a director here today.

After Lu Xuan arrived, he used acupuncture to relieve the pain, buying crucial time for subsequent treatment. Later, he used methods from the Fire God School to pull the person back from death..."

"A doctor from the United South Chinese Medicine Association, who also saved that person, with acupuncture skills even surpassing Master Acupuncturist Zhou Jiande... amazing..."

"With such skills, there’s no issue with him serving as a director of the Yong City Chinese Medical Association, is there?"

As Old Wu’s voice fell.

Liu Rong was completely stunned, in disbelief, "I... must be dreaming, right?"

It must be a dream.

Otherwise, how could this be possible?

Lu Xuan, in his impression from two or three months ago, was still just an intern who had recently graduated. He barely had any clinical experience, let alone medical skills. Even as an assistant to a traditional Chinese medicine doctor at the District Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he could only lend a hand, not to mention treating patients or prescribing medicine.

Moreover, during that time, he did follow Lu Xuan.

Indeed, among the interns who arrived at the District Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Lu Xuan’s talent in traditional Chinese medicine was relatively high.

But no matter how high his talent, he was still just a newly graduated student. What could he be capable of?