Siheyuan: I earned foreign exchange in the heyday

After listening to Chen Changan's words, Pu Lao remained silent. Chen Changan told the truth and pointed out the shortcomings of traditional Chinese medicine. Pu Lao had nothing to say.

Traditional Chinese medicine does have many problems, the most important of which is its method of treating illnesses, which cannot be quantified.

For the same disease, different Western doctors prescribe the same medicine and take it in the same way.

But in traditional Chinese medicine, each doctor prescribes different medicines. They prescribe medicines based on their own experience, and even the dosage of the same medicine varies.

There is no way to quantify this method, and it gives people the impression that it is unreliable. If the effect of taking traditional Chinese medicine is not good, then the reputation will naturally be gone.

Seeing that Pu Lao had lost all his energy, Chen Changan comforted him, "In fact, Chinese medicine also has some advantages. It is very good in the treatment of chronic diseases and immune diseases."

After hearing what Chen Changan said, Pu Lao interrupted and said, "Alright, I've lived this long, and I've let these things go. You don't have to comfort me, I don't have many years left to live, and after I die, I don't care about Chinese medicine or Western medicine, it has nothing to do with me anymore."

Looking at Mr. Pu who was obviously saying one thing and thinking another, Chen Changan smiled. He was really a stubborn old man.

However, since he cares so much about traditional Chinese medicine, and Chen Changan was obviously unconvinced when he praised Western medicine, Chen Changan felt that this Mr. Pu probably has some skills.

At such an old age, he must have experience, so he must have some special skills. Let’s see if we can use them to our advantage.

So Chen Changan asked, "Mr. Pu, what are you good at? Pediatrics? Gynecology? Typhoid fever?"

Seeing that Pu Lao did not answer, he asked, "Neither? Are you from the Fire God Sect?"

There was no way Chen Changan knew much about Chinese medicine, and he only knew about these few factions.

Pu Lao smiled and replied, "I know a little bit about everything."

Ha, it's the same as saying nothing. Since you don't want to talk about it, forget it. Chen Changan turned around and left. Before leaving, he said to Pu Lao, "Chinese medicine just likes to be mysterious. If you ask a Western medicine doctor what he knows, he can tell you right away.

You only think about how Chinese medicine is being ostracized, but have you never thought about why people are ostracizing you?"

Originally, Chen Changan wanted to give some advice to traditional Chinese medicine. After all, it is a legacy that has been preserved in China for thousands of years. Traditional Chinese medicine in later generations has been taken away by daily life. If it really has no effect, will people want your things?

Chen Changan left. With so many patients, Chen Changan didn't want to disturb the doctor. Although he was wearing a mask, Chen Changan was still a little scared. He left the clinic and waited for lunch or after get off work to talk to the internist.

The doctors in the clinic in my factory are not much better than me. Even if I ask them, I may not get any answers.

In the end, it may still depend on the communication between the ministry and other departments. I sighed inwardly, hoping that it is not a serious epidemic.

In the clinic, after Chen Changan left, Pu Lao sat there for a long time, thinking about what Chen Changan had just said to him.

Mr. Pu also wants to change the current situation of traditional Chinese medicine, but facing the aggressive Western medicine, traditional Chinese medicine has no ability to fight back.

Otherwise, with Pu Lao's ability, he would not have condescended to hide in the clinic of the motorcycle factory.

His expression changed for a long time. He asked for leave on the grounds of feeling unwell and left the motorcycle factory in a hurry without even having time to eat.

After lunch, Chen Changan went to various workshops for inspection. After all, he was worried, so he came to the workshop to see how the workers were doing, so that he could feel at ease.

Unfortunately, the workers are generally not in a good condition, and many of them are coughing while working. And the workers themselves don’t care.

They think it's just the beginning of spring and the changing weather that makes their throats uncomfortable. Look, they're not the only ones who feel the same way, everyone feels the same way.

After getting off work and returning home, Chen Changan, who was worried, decided to go to the department early tomorrow morning. Judging from the current situation, the production of the motorcycle factory has begun to be affected. This cannot go on any longer. He must do something.

The first thing Chen Changan thought of was masks. With so many masks, Chen Changan probably needed the ministry to help.

Then there are medicines. Even if they cannot cure the disease, at least they can alleviate the symptoms.

Alas, he sighed. At this time, an authoritative doctor needs to step forward, and the superiors will pay attention to this matter.

If Chen Changan only relied on himself, he would never attract the attention of his superiors.

There is no way you, Chen Changan, don't even know medicine, who can believe what you say. If Chen Changan goes to the leader at this time and says I can build a fighter jet.

The leaders may all think it is worth a gamble and trust Chen Changan. But medicine...

The food we had that night was tasteless, and Xiuying felt that the food she cooked was not to her liking. She felt a little sad.

Seeing that their eldest sister was sad, Xiuhua and Xiujuan also started to become unhappy.

Chen Changan began to comfort his sisters again. During the break, he taught them how to draw some cartoon characters. Only then did he finally appease his sisters.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Chen Changan was still wondering who was coming. Since the residents in the front yard were all from the motorcycle factory, basically few people would come to disturb him when he was at home.

Even if there was something, he would only come when people were cooking or eating. For example, if someone made something delicious, they would bring a bowl over for Chen Changan to try.

Of course, Chen Changan would not take advantage of them. He would serve them a bowl of whatever delicious food he cooked at home.

After dinner, I was getting ready to take a shower and go to bed, but someone knocked on the door.

When Chen Changan opened the door, he was indeed a little surprised.

"Mr. Pu? Why are you here?"

"Director Chen, it's a bit presumptuous of you to come to my house at this time." Mr. Pu said a little embarrassedly.

Although it was already March, it was still a bit cold outside, and Chen Changan didn't care about Pu Lao's attitude towards him during the day. There must be something wrong with him coming to the door at this time, and it might be related to the epidemic.

Thinking of this, Chen Changan did not dare to neglect him, so he quickly said, "Mr. Pu, you are so old, and you still come to my house so late at night. Can't you talk about it at the factory tomorrow? Come on, it's cold outside, come in first and talk."

After Pu Lao came in, Chen Changan made him a cup of tea and then waited for Pu Lao to explain the purpose of his visit today.

Pu Lao hesitated for a moment before he said, "Director Chen, I came to see you today.

The first thing is to apologize to you. I deceived you in the factory this morning. Not only I know this, but many of my fellow Chinese medicine practitioners also know this.

Many of the recent patients actually have infectious diseases. You asked me this morning, but I didn’t tell you the truth.”

This one sentence made Chen Changan's heart sink to the bottom. It was not because Pu Lao concealed it from him, but because it was really an epidemic.

I'm really afraid of whatever comes next.