Chapter 374 Ink Test Papers and Difficult Problems Collection

Snowing!
In the 1960s and 1970s, the capital city was much colder every winter than in later generations, with several heavy snowfalls almost always.

The first snow of this year fell all night long, and the roofs, trees, and roads were covered like a thick quilt.

Because the staff building is close to the workplace, Wang Mengde did not ride a bicycle today, but walked to Guang'anmen Hospital.

He first dealt with some things in the office, and then led Wei Ming and others to the intensive care unit.

A new patient came yesterday. His condition was very critical. He was unconscious and his temperature was less than 36 degrees.

Fortunately, he arrived in time, saved the patient with silver needles, and then prescribed Chinese medicine for him to take, and he was out of danger.

The ward didn't call him last night, so it seems his condition is relatively stable.

But he was still a little worried, so he came to take a look early in the morning.

As soon as I arrived at the bottom of the building where the intensive care unit was located, I saw a few half-grown children rolling snowballs and making snowmen.

Seeing them coming over, a foreign girl, about twelve or thirteen years old, took the lead in greeting them in broken Chinese:
"Good morning, Doctor Wang!"

"Good morning, Elizabeth!"

Wang Mengde looked at the pretty blonde girl standing in front of him and replied in English with a smile.

It has been almost two months since I came to China.

If he didn't look like a Westerner, he would definitely be mistaken for a domestic child because of the large cotton jacket with floral patterns, large cotton trousers, and cotton hat he was wearing.

"Doctor Wang, are you here to examine me?"

Elizabeth put down a snowball in her hand, took two steps forward, and asked with her head held high.

"Yes, I came here to check you out. If there is nothing wrong, you can go back home. Are you happy?"

Wang Mengde touched the hat on her head and asked with a smile.

As for leukemia, he doesn't need to do anything now, his fellow junior brothers and sisters can handle it.

At most, he would come to check on the patient once a week to see how the condition was progressing.

When encountering problems, they will give reminders or take personal action.

"Doctor Wang, am I going to get better? Do I not need to take medicine anymore?"

Elizabeth's big watery eyes revealed a look of surprise. When she saw Wang Mengde nod with a smile, she jumped and danced excitedly in the snow, and even rolled over.

After venting her excitement, she patted the snow off her body, and then said with some melancholy:

"Doctor Wang, I am a little reluctant to leave you. Will I see you again after I return to China?"

Although she had only met Wang Mengde a few times, Elizabeth had long regarded this handsome older brother who could help her recover as a good friend.

You know, she has very few friends in her hometown.

Therefore, my heart is filled with reluctance.

"Don't be sad. When you grow up, you can come to China. I will always work in the hospital. Are you afraid that you won't be able to find me?"

Seeing that her eyes were red, Wang Mengde spoke to comfort her.

At this time, several other foreign young patients also gathered around. They might have been infected and also expressed their reluctance.

Several minutes passed before Wang Mengde saw that it was getting late, so he led them into the special care building.

After a quick inspection of the room, he arrived at Elizabeth's ward, took her pulse, and made a brief observation. Then he said to Johnson:

"Sir, your daughter has recovered from her illness. My suggestion is that she can be discharged from the hospital at any time."

For patients who have recovered from their illness, Wang Mengde is eager for them to be discharged from the hospital early so that the ward can be freed up for the next patient to stay in.

Coming in one day earlier means one day more money.

When treating foreign patients, the biggest expense is still the consultation fee, while the cost of wards and living expenses are not that high.

"Doctor Wang, are you telling the truth?
That’s great, that’s great, I’m so excited.

Thank God, my daughter’s condition is finally cured, woo woo woo~~~"

Johnson was stunned for a moment, then tears of excitement instantly flowed from his eyes and he spoke incoherently.

In fact, he already had an idea in his mind before coming to China.

But when he learned from Wang Mengde that his daughter had recovered, he was still very excited.

After a long while, Johnson's emotions stabilized. He said with gratitude:
"Dr. Wang, thank you so much, you are truly a miracle doctor.

Not only did you save my daughter, you also cured my son’s asthma.”

Just a few days after their family came to China, their youngest son's asthma relapsed, which was seen by Wang Mengde.

Then, after obtaining his consent, I spent a week using silver needles to prick several acupoints on his hand and finally cured him.

Of course, if the disease is cured, you will need to pay a medical fee.

Logically speaking, their family only had $70,000, which was enough for Elizabeth's treatment, and the rest of the money was totally insufficient.

It was a nurse who pointed him in the right direction and asked him to return to China some time ago and introduce ten leukemia patients to China.

The medical fees for his daughter's treatment were waived, and the money saved was used as the medical fees for his youngest son.

Come out of the special care building.

As Wang Mengde walked, he said to several disciples:

“You guys have to remember that if a patient has asthma, the younger the patient is, the easier it is to treat.

For children under the age of twelve, acupuncture techniques can be used to treat the acupoints on the hands for a week.

Wait until all the gelatinous stuff inside is released, and wait until blood comes out, then it is basically healed."

"If the child is over twelve years old, it will be very difficult to treat with your current technology. Even I am not sure that I can cure it completely.

So, if you encounter this kind of elderly patients in the future, don’t use the method I taught you. It’s better to tell me first.”

Wang Mengde developed a treatment for asthma two years ago.

Especially for children under the age of twelve, only one week of acupuncture is needed to completely cure the disease, ensuring that it will not recur.

But for patients over twelve years old, he is not so confident.

Although some of the symptoms have been cured, there are still some parts that are not so effective and will definitely recur in the future.

Wei Ming and his companions have been following him for more than two years, and naturally have learned some skills.

Elizabeth's younger brother was cured by Wei Ming using acupuncture under the guidance of Wang Mengde.

"Teacher, we remember it."

Wei Ming and several others said in unison.

"By the way, teacher, we have already sorted out the analysis and treatment plans for the difficult and complicated diseases we have seen over the years that you asked us to sort out."

As early as June, they were given a task.

That is to take Wang Mengde's daily record notebook, organize the difficult and complicated diseases he has treated over the past ten years, and compile them into a book.

This book contains a large number of difficult and complicated cases, as well as Wang Mengde's treatment methods and plans. It embodies his efforts and experience over the past ten years, as well as a large number of proven and secret recipes. For a Chinese medicine doctor, it can be regarded as a superior "martial arts secret book".

He planned to take these to President Lu and his superiors to see if a batch of them could be published so that all the famous Chinese medicine doctors in the country could see them.

"Okay, show it to me later. You guys have worked hard."

Wang Mengde said with appreciation.

These people had no time to do the task he assigned during normal working hours, so they all completed it after get off work.

Although the records in his notebook were very detailed, the content was relatively scattered and there were some repetitive contents.

The most important thing is that for some diseases, the treatment method he used a few years ago may be different if he encounters it last year.

These need to be picked out, classified and summarized bit by bit, which is a meticulous and tedious job.

"Sir, we are not tired. By sorting these out, we not only increase our knowledge, but also gain a deeper understanding of these diseases."

Wei Ming said quickly.

They have gained a lot in the past two years.

Everyone's medical skills are many times better than before. Even if you go to some medium-sized hospitals in Beijing now, you can become a qualified attending physician.

And they will gradually become the backbone of the hospital and the key training targets.

The truth is that they have seen a large number of diseases, and other hospitals are helpless in treating all of them.

Back to the office.

Wang Mengde took the books and materials sorted out by several disciples and began to read them at a glance.

These were the diseases he had treated, and they were also the contents of his personal notes, which left a deep impression in his mind, so there was no need to think about the contents at all.

It took him more than two hours to close the book of more than 200 pages, and then he dictated dozens of errors.

After the disciples went out to make the revisions, Wang Mengde shook his neck, picked up the stylus and wax paper on the desk, and began to write stroke by stroke.

The semester is almost over, and the final exams are naturally coming soon.

There are several traditional Chinese medicine colleges in Beijing. Due to the previous notice issued by the higher authorities, classes have not been suspended and they are all studying peacefully in school.

Most of the textbooks used by students in the college were written by Wang Mengde.

Therefore, the examination paper for this year's graduation exam also fell on his head.

In this day and age, if you wanted to print an exam paper, you had to first write carefully on wax paper with an iron pen, and there couldn't be any unevenness in the writing.

Otherwise you have to rework.

After writing on a piece of wax paper, you can print it on a sandboard with ink.

This is also a technical job. If you are not careful, your body will be covered with ink.

It took Wang Mengde half an afternoon to finish carving two sheets of wax paper. It was time to get off work, but he did not leave immediately. Instead, he continued to carve with his head down.

He is very busy during this period. If he doesn't work overtime to finish it, he won't have time to do it later.

The exam date is approaching, and time needs to be allowed for printing, so he plans to complete the engraving of the test paper this week.

on Monday.

After checking the room, Wang Mengde came to Dean Lu’s office with a dozen pieces of engraved wax paper and some reorganized information on difficult and complicated diseases.

"Dean, the test papers are ready, and I have written the answers on these papers in advance."

"So soon, I thought it would take you a few more days to finish."

Dean Lu said with some surprise upon hearing this.

This task was completed just a few days after it was assigned.

"Dean, I used my off-get off work time last week to finish the engraving in my office. The sooner I finish it, the sooner it can be printed.

Even if there are any problems, there is time to correct and solve them.”

Wang Mengde said with a smile.

For him, making the test paper was completely child's play. He didn't have to think about it carefully in his mind and could just write it out casually.

That is, the stylus cannot write fast on wax paper, otherwise he could have finished it all in one day.

"Okay, leave the wax paper here with me first, and I'll arrange for someone to send it to be printed later."

Dean Lu put down the documents and pen in his hand and said.

He didn't mention the inspection either, because given Wang Mengde's level, it would be too difficult to make mistakes in such a test paper.

After saying this, he saw that the other party still had a thick stack of papers in his hand, so he asked curiously:

"Comrade Wang Mengde, what are you holding in your hand?"

"Dean, this is a book that contains the hundreds of difficult and complicated cases I have handled over the past decade, as well as the corresponding treatment methods and plans.

I would like to ask you and your superiors to see if you can print a batch of them so that doctors with better medical skills across the country can use them as a reference when treating patients in the future."

Wang Mengde explained.

Then he placed the thick stack in his hand in front of Dean Lu.

"Oh, these are the ones you mentioned two years ago, wanting to write a book of difficult problems?"

Dean Lu said with interest.

Then I started to look through it.

After watching for about ten minutes, he looked up reluctantly and said with joy:

"Very good, very good, the content is very good. I haven't treated patients for more than ten years, but I can understand it. Other experienced doctors will definitely understand it too.

With this book, many difficult and complicated problems can be solved by referring to the contents inside. "

"By the way, aren't you afraid that other doctors will learn this book and affect you?"

"Dean, I hope more doctors can learn the above content and use it to treat the people.

After all, I am just one person with limited time and energy. Even if I had three heads and six arms, I can only treat a hundred or so patients a day at most.

But if hundreds, thousands or even more doctors can cure diseases together, not only will I feel more relaxed, but the people will also benefit.”

Wang Mengde said with a serious face.

What he said was half true and half false.

Now that I have written it and shown it to President Lu, I naturally sincerely hope that more Chinese medicine doctors can improve their medical skills.

At the same time, the above content is not complete. There are still many difficult and complicated diseases that are not written down. Those are his unique medical skills and will not be easily leaked.

"Well said, it's right for you to think so."

Dean Lu said happily:

"Well, tomorrow you and I will take these books to see our superiors. It just so happens that they also have something they want to consult you about."

(End of this chapter)