I Can Talk to the Internal Organs

Chapter 406 - 371: Friendship

Does the highest leader of a province want to meet him?

Surprised but not overwhelmed, yet there was indeed some astonishment.

To be honest, Lu Jiu didn’t feel like he had done anything earth-shattering.

They weren’t the only ones coming to the aid of Nanhe Province; once the situation was realized, various places also launched saturation rescue operations around Nanhe Province and its surrounding areas.

They were just one of them, the difference being they arrived a bit earlier.

As for the universal formula, with the abilities of people like Huang Fusheng, it was only a matter of time before they developed it.

A few days’ delay would not have caused much impact on the wounded, because after all, these acute symptoms like swelling and skin ulcers were not fatal. Lu Jiu managed to develop it a few days earlier, sparing hundreds of thousands of injured from suffering.

But these were just things Lu Jiu saw from a doctor’s perspective.

As the highest leader of a province, he saw the bigger picture.

With the disaster happening, the primary task was stabilization, with reconstruction discussions to follow on its foundation.

And the first priority of stabilization is to ensure there are no mass casualties!

Despite the reduced number of disaster victims in this flood, the death toll reached 39, one more than last year.

The central government naturally paid close attention to the stabilization work of this disaster.

Hospitals, as the first line of disaster relief, are where all the province’s casualties are directly faced.

If all the injured can be restored to health as quickly as possible here, then reconstruction work can also swiftly move up the agenda.

For Nanhe Province’s overall economic construction, it possesses immeasurable value.

Not only was Lu Jiu’s team the first medical team to support Nanhe Province, but they also made outstanding contributions to stabilization work.

At the first moment of the flood, disregarding danger to come over, they also selflessly offered prescriptions when the injured needed treatment the most.

Just based on these, it’s worth him personally meeting with them.

Of course, with the highest provincial leader’s visit, media reporters are inevitably present.

So, upon confirming that Secretary Meng would visit Jingcheng Hospital at nine o’clock the following morning.

Huang Fusheng began instructing the entire hospital to make preparation for welcoming.

The scale was large, but it was mostly for show.

By the next morning, most of those who came out to welcome him were from hospital management, while frontline medical staff remained busy.

Originally, Lu Jiu should have come out, as instructed by Huang Fusheng, but Lu Jiu’s personality made it hard for him to do such things. Ultimately, Huang Fusheng couldn’t persuade him and had to let Lu Jiu stay in the ward.

Thus, around 8:50, when a government vehicle arrived at Jingcheng Hospital, Secretary Meng stepped out.

Along with a group of officials and a few reporters behind him.

"Dean Huang, I heard that you responded to the national call last year by developing a Chinese herbal medicine base in Jianghan. How is that going, any results?" After getting out of the car, Meng Yu warmly approached and shook hands with Huang Fusheng.

"Thank you for your concern, Secretary Meng. The herbal base is going quite well and hasn’t caused any trouble for the country." Huang Fusheng replied with a smile.

"How could it be trouble? The country should indeed vigorously develop traditional Chinese medicine. Look, in this disaster, once again, traditional medicine played a crucial role. I used to think Chinese medicine could only slowly regulate some chronic diseases, but I didn’t expect it could treat injuries so quickly in such emergencies as well." Meng Yu said.

"Secretary Meng, actually, Chinese medicine can treat acute conditions. As long as the diagnosis is correct, it’s almost immediately effective. However, very few Chinese medicine practitioners can achieve this, so many people think Chinese medicine can only treat chronic diseases," Huang Fusheng explained.

"Hmm, I believe that. Hey, is Lu Jiu still treating patients? Let’s go see him. I heard he’s young but has remarkable medical skills. I’d really like to see for myself," Meng Yu chuckled.

The two walked side by side in front, followed closely by the crowd.

It didn’t take long before they reached the fifth floor via elevator.

Beside Meng Yu and Huang Fusheng, An Xianda was also following them.

After reaching the fifth floor, An Xianda began introducing their hospital to Meng Yu.

As they walked and talked, they reached the ward where Lu Jiu was.

At this moment, he was performing acupuncture on a patient.

Outside the ward, Meng Yu watched Lu Jiu, focused on treating the patient, and didn’t enter immediately.

Instead, he stood outside and asked Huang Fusheng, "Dean Huang, what condition is he treating?"

Having not worked at his hospital for a year, Huang Fusheng wasn’t quite familiar with the current cases.

An Xianda, noticing this, immediately called a nurse. After checking the case file, the nurse quickly said, "This patient is fifty-nine years old, male, he had a stroke six months ago, wasn’t rescued in time, and has been paralyzed in bed ever since. He’s been in our hospital for three months now."

Paralysis caused by a stroke?

The crowd was not unfamiliar with this condition.

Nowadays, more and more people suffer from strokes.

Not just at fifty-nine; even people in their thirties and forties have had strokes.

In their impression, if a stroke leads to paralysis, it’s basically incurable.

They can only stay in the hospital to prolong life.

"Dean Huang, can Chinese medicine cure this condition?" Meng Yu asked.

"Not necessarily. Some strokes are due to internal wind disturbing, others are due to qi deficiency and blood stasis. Although all strokes, the causes differ, and even if the symptoms appear the same, the treatment methods are inconsistent. Besides, the physician’s skill level is crucial. Diagnosing and prescribing medicine demand extremely high standards to cure this illness," Huang Fusheng said.

"Oh, so you’re saying Chinese medicine has methods, but it’s extremely challenging, right?" Meng Yu said.

"Yes, currently, there might only be a hundred or so Chinese medicine doctors in the country who can treat this," Huang Fusheng said.

No wonder the condition is hard to treat. Even if those hundred doctors worked nonstop till exhaustion, they probably couldn’t save many people.

In the face of a vast number of patients, this number of doctors is far from sufficient.

"Does this mean Lu Jiu can also treat it?" Meng Yu asked curiously.

"Ah, he’s treated a few cases in Jianghan with notable results. A few patients with hemiplegia are now able to walk," Huang Fusheng said with a smile.

Really?

Not only Meng Yu, but the others who came with him were somewhat amazed.

"Remarkable, such high medical skills at such a young age," Meng Yu remarked.

As they chatted, Lu Jiu finally finished the acupuncture.

Seeing this, Huang Fusheng led Meng Yu into the ward.

"Lu Jiu, come meet Secretary Meng."

Before Lu Jiu could speak, Meng Yu reached out his hand, "Dr. Lu, thank you, thank you for supporting Nanhe Province."

As Lu Jiu shook hands with him, the reporter behind quickly moved to capture the scene.

"No need for thanks, it’s what we should do. Back when Hidden Dragon City was affected by an epidemic, Nanhe also assisted us. As a brother city to Hidden Dragon, of course, we couldn’t stand by when Nanhe encountered difficulties," Lu Jiu said with a smile.

These were Lu Jiu’s heartfelt words.

During the initial stages of the Hidden Dragon City epidemic, regions across the country offered support, and Nanhe Province was no exception.

Jianghan City received help during those years as well.

As a person from Jianghan, how could Lu Jiu forget such camaraderie?

Meng Yu smiled and said, "Yes, when one side is in trouble, all sides support. But we can’t let you work for free; the government will reimburse all costs incurred from your support, though this accounting might have to go through your side’s financial system."

Lu Jiu hadn’t thought about this, but since Meng Yu said so, he saw no need to refuse.

"Thank you, Secretary Meng," Lu Jiu said.

Meng Yu waved it off, "No need to be so polite. Okay, you’re busy; I won’t disturb you."

As Secretary, with many duties, he naturally couldn’t stay long.

After a brief chat with Lu Jiu, he accomplished his visit’s purpose.

Huang Fusheng, along with Lu Jiu and others, escorted him out of the hospital.

As Meng Yu left in his car, Huang Fusheng turned to Lu Jiu, "Kid, once you go back, your treatment will surely be different."

Lu Jiu asked in surprise, "Teacher, what do you mean?"

Huang Fusheng laughed, "What else could it mean? Why did Secretary Meng mention that the expenses for your aid would go through Jianghan’s government financial system?"

"The materials you brought added up to about a few hundred thousand, which is nothing to the government, yet if it goes through their financial system, the paperwork is really bothersome. But he arranged it that way on purpose."

"The intention is simple: to tell the leaders in Jianghan that Nanhe Province remembers your aid, so they cannot overlook you."

"I believe the selection for the new national moral models is coming soon. With your current deeds, you will definitely have a place in the nomination for the moral model list."

"Even if you don’t end up being selected, just having a national moral model nomination is a remarkable honor."

"Don’t underestimate such honor; while it might not bring much financial gain, the implicit benefits are quite substantial. Let me put it this way: if you ever manage to be selected as a National Master of Chinese Medicine, then having a national moral model title is a must."

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