Chapter 369 Cultivating One's Own People and the "Amway" Model

Time quickly entered the golden autumn of September.

Except for the few hours at noon which are the "hottest hours of autumn", it doesn't feel too hot at other times.

This afternoon.

In an extra-large ward, Wang Mengde carefully observed the changes in the condition of Master He's nephew and several other patients.

During this period of time, these diabetic patients have been undergoing his treatment trials.

What they had in common was a very serious complication in their feet - anthrax.

It took a lot of effort to gather so many diabetic patients.

Compared with the fact that China had hundreds of millions of diabetes patients in later generations, the largest number of people in the world, at that time, due to the lack of supplies, especially sugar and desserts, there were very few people suffering from this disease.

Patients with such serious complications are even rarer.

It was also because the health and family planning system was able to mobilize the resources of medical units across the country that seven or eight patients were found in just a few days.

After looking at the condition of Master He's nephew's feet, Wang Mengde stood up straight and shook his head in his heart. This prescription did not work very well.

Of course, he remained expressionless and gently told the patient to have confidence, saying that it was good news that the condition had not worsened.

Then he gave a few instructions to the nurse and the doctor in charge, asking them to pay attention to changes in the patient's condition, report any problems in a timely manner, and take good care of the patient.

Come out of this big ward.

Several students followed him, and after they went downstairs, Wei Ming couldn't help but ask:
"Teacher, I see some signs of improvement in the anthrax symptoms of those patients just now. Should we continue to use this drug for the experiment?"

He has followed Wang Mengde for the past two years and learned a lot of medical skills. He can occasionally diagnose and treat patients himself, so he can see the changes in the patient's condition at a glance.

Compared to when I first came here, both my medical skills and my self-confidence are completely different.

Many of his classmates at the Beijing College of Traditional Chinese Medicine have returned to their hometowns and are working in local hospitals.

The remaining small number of students were assigned to internship in large and small hospitals in Beijing.

There are two people who have a good relationship and they often get together to talk about their work situation and occasionally exchange medical skills.

According to the two friends, they learned very little in the hospital and spent most of their time doing chores and trivial things.

Although it is better than just learning theoretical knowledge in school, there is no comparison with him.

When discussing medical skills, Wei Ming clearly felt this gap.

There were many diseases that were difficult to treat in the eyes of his two friends, but he was able to find the causes without hesitation and provide treatment plans.

There were even many diseases that the other two people had never seen before, but he encountered them frequently.

The biggest difference lies in the secret recipes and proven recipes that are mastered.

In addition to the prescriptions that have already been published, Wei Ming also has hundreds of secret recipes and prescriptions, which he accumulated in the process of learning from Wang Mengde.

When treating patients, Wang Mengde often explained to them while diagnosing and treating them, and even told them some secret recipes without reservation.

These are all valuable assets, enough to significantly improve the medical skills of an ordinary doctor.

If other doctors had so many secret recipes and proven prescriptions, they would have kept them hidden long ago and would only pass them on to their descendants.

Therefore, they were all very grateful to Wang Mengde in their hearts and wished they could treat him as their own father.

“You only saw the surface just now. The color of some parts of the anthrax did change a little, but actually there was no change inside.

Even if the medication is used continuously, the effect is not significant, so it is better to switch to another medication and continue the experiment.”

Wang Mengde explained patiently.

These disciples will be his future team and supporters.

Everyone is an elite among elites, and is the best among their peers in terms of IQ and personality.

Of course, I am definitely not as good as him.

He plans to train a few people well, and in twenty years, they will become the pillars of traditional Chinese medicine.

His future achievements will not be much different from those of the many famous Chinese medicine experts in the current Chinese Medicine Research Institute, and may even exceed them.

As for his fellow junior brothers and sisters, to be honest, their talents are still a little lacking.

According to his judgment, his future would be almost over if he could become the president or vice president of a second-rate hospital in Beijing.

"So that's how it is, teacher. I will observe and judge more carefully in the future."

After hearing this, Wei Ming and the others pondered for a moment, and then they suddenly realized.

That is to say, they lack experience and have not accumulated enough medical skills, otherwise they would be able to see it themselves.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. Go to the internal medicine clinic and see if any of your uncles or aunts have free time. Ask them to go directly to the intensive care unit."

Wang Mengde said as he walked.

A few days ago, after his superior got the idea of ​​asking patients to recruit people, he first held a meeting in the department and then reported it to the higher-ups.

After several days, I was finally approved to give it a try.

After obtaining permission, the number of patients increased dramatically from over 60 to over 150 in just one month.

Fortunately, the conditions of the newly added patients are all of the same type, with many recurring symptoms, and are much simpler to treat.

But even so, Wang Mengde was very busy.

Because these difficult and complicated diseases need to be treated with traditional Chinese medicine, even if the symptoms are the same, the same prescription cannot be used. Each one requires careful dialectical analysis before the medicine can be prescribed.

The addition of nearly one hundred foreign patients required him to spend at least three or four more hours every day.

After working overtime for several days, he was on his way home when he suddenly had an idea.

That is to ask Master Pu and several fellow disciples to help.

Anyway, he already has mature treatment plans for those difficult and complicated diseases, and the prescription only needs to be slightly adjusted.

There is no need to explain Mr. Pu, just a few simple words will make you understand most of it.

As for the junior fellow students, they needed to follow and learn for a few days, and finally they were able to do the job barely.

Even if there are things you are not sure about, he is there to check. As long as you are careful, there will be no problem at all.

In this way, not only can he save a lot of time, but his fellow junior brothers and sisters can also get great benefits. After all, this is a matter of earning a lot of foreign exchange.

With this resume, you will be more confident when you are promoted at the end of the year.

Anyone who is not convinced must also earn a large amount of foreign exchange before being qualified to raise objections.

When they arrived at the door of the intensive care unit building, Wang Mengde waited for a while, and then he saw Li Xiang and another junior brother walking towards him in a hurry.

"Brother, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

"I just arrived not long ago. Let's go in. You two will be in charge of treating the dozen or so leukemia patients.

You must be careful when using the medicine, after all, it contains arsenic. A low dose will have little effect on the condition, while a high dose will be harmful to the body. "Wang Mengde said with a smile.

"Brother, don't worry, we will definitely be careful and there won't be any problems."

Li Xiang said with a serious face.

They all knew the good intentions of their senior brother from the very beginning.

In the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine, there are many people who are willing to spend their time and energy to help.

As long as no major problems arise in the process of helping, promotion and honorary awards from the unit every year thereafter will definitely be inevitable.

Even if you perform well, it is not impossible to be recommended as a model or advanced person in Beijing.

Therefore, they all secretly encouraged themselves to seize the opportunity, study hard, help wholeheartedly, and live up to the good intentions of their senior brothers.

"Well, don't be nervous, keep calm. You have treated many patients during this period and have never made any mistakes. Just follow the normal process and dialectical diagnosis and treatment."

Wang Mengde smiled and said a few words of comfort, then went straight into the building.

This building was newly built two years ago and is specifically for foreign patients to live in. It has six floors in total and is equipped with several imported elevators.

There are nearly thirty wards on each floor, so the building looks particularly long from the outside.

With nearly a hundred new patients, every ward was being used. Coupled with a large number of family members and medical staff, the building was very lively.

Seeing Wang Mengde leading a group of people in, the family members hurriedly greeted them.

To them, all yellow people look the same and they can't tell them apart. Except for Wang Mengde.

He was so handsome that even foreigners could recognize him at a glance after meeting him once.

In this building.

In addition to those powerful patients, there are also some from middle-class families, and the proportion of this group of people has gradually increased as the number of people increases.

Especially among those who came this month, they account for nearly half.

They all met a patient in a foreign hospital, and then this patient came to China for treatment. After learning that he could get a reduction in the medical fees if he brought other patients here, he "recommended" the hospital to come.

"Mr. Wang Mengde, thank you very much for helping my son get better. You are simply a messenger sent by God to the world."

In the ward, Brown, who had come from England with his son for medical treatment, said excitedly when he saw Wang Mengde coming in for rounds.

His son was diagnosed with leukemia a year ago. At the recommendation of a patient's family member in the hospital, he took Bazhen Shenxi Pills and his condition was under control.

Later, he learned that in the distant and mysterious country of China, there was a doctor named Wang Mengde who could completely cure the disease, so he resolutely brought his son here.

At first his wife was skeptical, fearing that she had been cheated.

It was not until he learned that Bazhen Shenxi Pills were also developed by Wang Mengde that he felt relieved to come to China for medical treatment.

After two months of treatment, their beloved son is now almost ready to be discharged from the hospital and go home.

Wang Mengde smiled and nodded in response to the praise from the patient's family. He didn't say anything because this situation had happened too many times.

After waiting for two minutes, Wang Mengde finished checking the room and was about to go to another ward. Brown hesitated for a moment and then whispered:

"Doctor Wang, if I refer ten patients with leukemia to China for treatment, can I really waive the consultation fee?"

Since a month ago, medical staff have been chatting with them and mentioned this matter intentionally or unintentionally.

At first he didn't quite believe it, but after hearing it many times, he became half-believing and half-doubting.

It would be great if this were true.

In England, he took his son to several hospitals for treatment and met many people with leukemia.

As long as he returns home with his healthy son, he will definitely make those people believe that there is really someone who can cure this disease.

He thought to himself that even if not ten people believed it, if five people did, he could waive half of the consultation fee.

Based on $50,000, he can save $25,000.

For his middle-class family, this sum of money is a huge amount. Even if he doesn't work, it is enough for his family to live comfortably for several years.

That's why he took it to heart.

"Of course, this is true. I hope you can refer more patients to receive treatment. We will refund the corresponding fees based on the number of patients referred."

Wang Mengde turned around and said gently.

a few days later.

Brown returned to England with his wife and his recovered son.

After returning to China, he did not go to work at the company. Instead, he took his son directly to a well-known hospital nearest to his home and asked the doctor who had treated his son before to examine him.

After a comprehensive examination, the attending physician was in disbelief and kept shouting "Oh my God!"

After the two had a secret conversation for half an hour, the attending physician excitedly called his former patient.

Brown just promised that as long as there is a patient willing to go to China for treatment, he will get a commission of one thousand dollars.

This amount of money is enough for him to pay for half a month.

So, he is very motivated now.

The first call was made to the father of a little girl named Elizabeth.

night.

When Elizabeth returned home from school, she saw her parents sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking thoughtful and silent.

She felt very strange.

This kind of situation has never occurred in her home since she took a medicine and stabilized her condition more than a year ago.

So she asked:
"Daddy, Mommy, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

"Baby, we are fine. We are just thinking about when to take you to China for treatment."

Elizabeth's father said with a doting look on his face.

This afternoon, he received a call from his daughter's former attending physician. On the phone, the doctor told him that it would be better for Elizabeth to go to China for treatment as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if it is too late, it may have a bad impact.

He had never doubted whether Dr. Wang Mengde of Hua State could cure his daughter's illness because a senior executive of the company had told him about this before.

But what made him hesitate was that his family had saved less than $50,000, which was not even enough for the consultation fee, not to mention the round-trip fare and several months' expenses.

"Dear, I have decided that even if I have to take out a loan, I must cure my daughter's illness as soon as possible."

Looking at his daughter's face, Elizabeth's father gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

(End of this chapter)