Reborn in 1977

Chapter 515 Diagnosis

Inside the school hospital.

Several senior physicians were discussing beside the hospital bed.

Hu Kecheng: "From a Western medicine perspective, a comprehensive examination has been done. Apart from slightly elevated white blood cells, there are no other issues. There are no signs of severe inflammation in the respiratory tract. We have already used anti-inflammatory and antipyretic drugs. Currently, the body temperature has been controlled, but there is no accurate conclusion as to why she remains unconscious."

He turned to look at an elderly man in his sixties, "I have seen many cases of this kind of illness before, mostly related to mental depression and exhaustion. Lao Qin, what do you think?"

Qin Zhongxian leisurely put down a few examination reports and said, "My judgment is similar to yours. Her current problem is not the fever or the coma, but the long-term emotional distress, which has seriously affected her health. The minor problem of acclimatization is not worth mentioning; it is, at most, a trigger."

Fang Yuanshou, who had been pondering the pulse for a while, raised his head, frowned slightly, and sighed, "Cases where emotions affect the body are common, but like this year, so frequent and so serious, are indeed rare."

"Hmph."

Xue Yuxiong snorted coldly, "With the way things were done in previous years, even veteran physicians couldn't handle it, let alone ordinary people."

Then, looking at Jiang Tiantian's pale face, he turned to Hu Kecheng, "It's only the first day, not like she's been sleeping for days without waking up. You also understand Chinese medicine, so why were you in such a panic to call us over so early?"

He gestured, "Should we do it together?"

Originally, it was just a common student illness, and it was only the first day. It was not uncommon to sleep for two or three days, so there was no need for so many old experts to come together for a diagnosis.

Didn't you see that the many students following along were all as quiet as cicadas in winter, too scared to make a sound?

Usually, when following their teacher on rounds, they would ask questions to get to the bottom of things, but today, with several big shots together, no one dared to move.

Hu Kecheng put his hands into the pockets of his white coat, with a bitter face, and said, "She was fine this morning, but by the afternoon, I received several phone calls in my office, all from old professors in the Chinese department."

Then, he turned to look at Jiang Tiantian on the hospital bed, "According to them, yesterday afternoon, Ba Jin specifically called them, asking them to pay more attention to this female student. Unexpectedly, she ended up in the hospital today."

As he spoke, he spread his hands and shrugged helplessly at Xue Yuxiong, "What do you want me to do?"

His expression seemed to say, 'I'm too weak to handle this, so I had to pull you guys in to share the burden. At least, we need to show some concern, right?'

Hearing this, Xue Yuxiong's expression immediately improved a lot.

If it were someone else, he would definitely have shown a cold face immediately.

But he still admired Ba Lao very much.

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little curious about the identity of this young student, who could make Ba Lao call specifically?

You should know that Ba Lao wasn't someone who would help people with greetings casually!

Just then, a figure flashed past the door of the ward.

The few people looked up and saw a tall young man running in with a serious face, glancing at them only once before rushing to the hospital bed.

Chen Fan used his left hand to pry open Jiang Tiantian's eyelids, looked at her pupils, and then put his hand in front of her nose to feel her breathing. His right hand was already on her wrist.

Then, he carefully examined the color of her fingertips, as well as the color and texture of her skin.

After about a minute, he finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Hu Kecheng frowned, staring at him with a displeased look, preparing to ask who he was.

Moreover, this set of actions was clearly an examination. What, did he look down on the level of the university's physicians?

Behind him, several students were already eager to move, waiting for their teacher's command to take action at any time.

At this time, Xue Yuxiong, who was always arrogant, saw him finish the examination and actually bowed slightly, saying softly to the young man, "Little Chen Doctor?"

Chen Fan was stunned when he heard this, turned his head to look at him, and then looked at the few people standing next to him. He finally realized what was happening and quickly stepped forward to extend his right hand, "Hello, Doctor Xue."

After shaking hands, he shook hands with the other two, "Hello, Doctor Qin, hello, Doctor Fang."

At the same time, he was also surprised. He didn't expect that Jiang Tiantian's illness would bring these authoritative Chinese medicine doctors over.

They were among the three at the exchange meeting held by the Health Bureau before, and their medical skills were very high, almost catching up with him.

You should know that his study of medicine was unselective, from 'Shang Han Lun' to 'Qian Jin Fang', from warming tonics to attacking evils, he had extremely deep attainments in the eight major schools of Chinese medicine.

Let's put it this way, as long as there were medical books in the bookstore, they would all be transformed into experience points for his medical skills, even folk prescriptions were no exception.

And from the 1950s to the 1970s, hundreds of thousands of proven prescriptions and folk remedies were submitted by medical personnel from all over the country, basically including the secret medical classics of various schools, and even the prescriptions of witches and shamans. These proven prescriptions were not buried, but were sorted out and published separately.

(《Research and Reference Materials on Common Disease Prescriptions》 published in the 1970s)

Even in the previous years, these medical books could still be sold in bookstores. They could be purchased with barefoot doctor certificates and physician qualification certificates, basically without much impact. Later, they naturally became Chen Fan's experience points.

He could even correct errors.

And the medical skills of the old physicians were only slightly lower than his, which shows how high their skills were.

After exchanging greetings, Xue Yuxiong was about to ask a question when Hu Kecheng asked curiously, "Lao Xue, who is this?"

Xue Yuxiong patted his head, pulled Chen Fan over, and introduced with a smile, "This is Professor Hu Kecheng, the director of internal medicine at our school hospital."

Then he introduced Chen Fan, "This is Chen Fan, the doctor who invented the 'Yunhu First Aid Method' last year."

As soon as these words came out, Hu Kecheng was stunned, looking at Chen Fan with a face full of surprise. He was so young?

What surprised him was not only that this young man invented the Yunhu First Aid Method. After all, if there was a flash of inspiration, sometimes even a primary school apprentice could figure it out.

Even more so because Xue Yuxiong called him "Doctor."

According to the rules of Chinese medicine, only a physician who has completed his apprenticeship and has the qualifications to practice medicine independently can be called a "Doctor". That was an ancient term of respect for doctors, and also a reflection of their status in the industry.

And with Xue Yuxiong's arrogance, he called Chen Fan that way, which was enough to prove that Chen Fan's medical skills had been recognized by him.

Even Hu Kecheng was like this, not to mention the group of little guys standing in the corner.

That is, there are no mobile phones now, otherwise they would definitely take a photo and post it to their Moments.

This is Chen Fan, the most popular person in the health system last year, and he is so handsome!

After another round of greetings, Chen Fan was still concerned, and asked Xue Yuxiong, "She hasn't woken up yet?"

Xue Yuxiong immediately told him about their joint diagnosis, and finally said, "According to our speculation, this classmate's situation is very complicated. There are some chronic diseases in all aspects of her body, but it is not pessimistic."

He smiled at Chen Fan, "If it were someone else, my suggestion would be to stay in the hospital for at least 7 days, treat some acute illnesses, then prescribe some medicine to take back and slowly recuperate, and come back for a follow-up visit every month."

After speaking, he pointed to Chen Fan, "Since you are here, there is no need for so much trouble. When she wakes up later, you can take her back directly. We will issue a certificate from the school, and she can come back to class when her condition is suitable."

After the voice fell, a hint of curiosity flashed across his face, "I heard that Mr. Ba Jin specifically called yesterday…"

He stopped halfway through his words and then stared at Chen Fan intently.

Chen Fan smiled, glanced at the old physicians, and said with a pretense of shame, "I asked Ba Lao for help."

Hu Kecheng was also very curious, "Then what is your relationship with Ba Lao…?"

Chen Fan turned around, smiling very shyly, "I just submitted a few articles to Ba Lao and was fortunate enough to be appreciated by him."

Appreciation is helping you say hello?

The old physicians obviously didn't believe it.

At this time, a student in the corner suddenly exclaimed, "Are you Chen Dong?"

In today's Wenhui Daily, Ba Lao praised Chen Dong to the sky, and also said that he was one of the most outstanding young writers. Seeing Chen Fan at this time, and thinking that Ba Lao actually personally helped him say hello, it was easy to connect the two.

Chen Fan turned his head to look at him, smiled and nodded gently, "That's my pen name."

Then, another girl next to him timidly raised her hand, "Your name is Chen Fan, are you the Chen Fan from 'Jiangnan Literature'?"

Chen Fan looked at her in surprise, "Yes, it's me."

Is 'Jiangnan Literature' selling so well in Shanghai? Does Teacher Hu know, are there people here who know about it?

Okay, after figuring out Chen Fan's identity as a writer and knowing what articles he wrote, the ward was noisy again.

So Chen Fan is Chen Dong?!

Today's Wenhui Daily also published Ba Jin's commentary, "Ferryman" is a hit. I didn't expect them to see Chen Dong himself!

It wasn't until Xue Yuxiong reprimanded them a few times that the young students calmed down with excitement on their faces.

However, everyone was holding it in, waiting to find someone to share with after class. Such big gossip would be suffocating if they didn't tell someone!

Xue Yuxiong cleared his throat and turned to look at Qin Zhongxian and Fang Yuanshou, "My acupuncture skills are a bit lacking. Who wants to try?"

Then he smiled at Chen Fan, "These two are both students of famous acupuncture masters, so they are indeed better than me in this area. If your friend isn't awakened with needles, she probably won't wake up until tomorrow."

The two old doctors beside him slightly raised their heads, their faces showing a hint of pride, and they even glanced at Chen Fan. It seemed they were saying, 'Young man, we wanted to take you in last time, but you didn't agree. Aren't you going to become our disciple this time?!'

Then they each went to get their acupuncture kits, planning to show off their skills.

Unexpectedly, Chen Fan took out a needle from somewhere and swiftly pierced it into Jiang Tiantian's forehead.

The two old gentlemen were immediately startled. Good heavens, they had only seen people do this so decisively when grappling and striking acupoints. When did acupuncture become so fast?

Chen Fan pinched the needle and gently applied his energy, then raised his head and smiled at the three old doctors, "This little thing is no trouble for you. I can do it myself."

As he spoke, he lightly lifted his finger and removed the needle.

On the hospital bed, Jiang Tiantian slowly exhaled a long breath and finally opened her eyes.

Once her eyes adjusted to the light in the ward, she saw that she was surrounded by many people.

Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but feel a little scared. When she turned her head, she saw Chen Fan's face. Before her brain could react, she grabbed his hand, "Xiao Fan."

Chen Fan held her hand in return and said softly, "You had a high fever and fainted this morning. Your roommate brought you to the hospital."

Then he looked around at the people and smiled at her, "These are all expert professors who came here specifically to see you."

Jiang Tiantian nodded and thanked the few people in a daze, "Thank you."

The next second, she was suddenly shocked and turned to look at Chen Fan, her eyes full of fear, "Xiao... Xiao Fan, what... what's wrong with me?"

So many expert professors came to see me?

What terminal illness must it be?!

Chen Fan didn't know that she was scaring herself. He assumed that her mind wasn't clear yet, so he comforted her, "Don't worry, it's not a serious illness. I'll take you back for a few days of recuperation, and you'll be fine once your body recovers."

Jiang Tiantian stared blankly at him, "Really?"

Chen Fan held her cold hand and smiled, "Don't you believe what I say?"

Looking at those deep eyes, Jiang Tiantian finally felt her body gradually warming up. She smiled gently, "I believe you."

The four old doctors standing beside them looked at each other in dismay. Was this relationship really just friends?

No wonder they asked Ba Lao to say hello, saying they were friends. Who would believe that?

The group of students behind them also looked at them with complicated expressions.

Boys: Such a beautiful classmate, only the well-rounded Chen comrade deserves her, right?

Girls: Why isn't the one lying in bed me?

At this time, Chen Fan stood up straight and said to Hu Kecheng, "Professor Hu, please ask two female students to help me get my sister down."

Hu Kecheng immediately nodded, "Okay, no problem."

Then he was stunned. Sister? Not a friend?

The people next to him also swept their faces with scrutiny. After a few seconds, they all came to a conclusion.

Young people these days really know how to play. They're already calling each other 'sister,' but it does save some trouble.

The younger students behind them kept it in mind and exclaimed that they had learned something!

With the support of two slightly chubby female students, Jiang Tiantian sat in the sidecar of the motorcycle.

Chen Fan was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he borrowed a quilt from the hospital to cover her. He also asked a female student to fetch her hat and scarf from her dormitory. After being fully armed, he pulled open the newly installed cloak and covered her inside.

Xue Yuxiong also brought a large bundle of Chinese medicine packets and a medicine pot.

These were all prescriptions that Chen Fan had written himself. After they had read them, they got the medicine from the hospital.

After busying himself for a long time, he said goodbye to Professor Hu and the others one by one and drove away on the motorcycle.

Watching the motorcycle drive away, Hu Kecheng turned to look at Qin Zhongxian and Fang Yuanshou, "What kind of trick was that acupuncture of his?"

Qin Zhongxian didn't even turn his head, still looking in the direction where Chen Fan disappeared. After two or three seconds, he said softly, "Fast and accurate, I'm not as good as him."

Fang Yuanshou had his eyebrows tangled together. After Qin Zhongxian finished speaking, several seconds passed before he sighed softly and shook his head, "We were deceived, we were deceived."

Hu Kecheng looked puzzled. How were they deceived?

Xue Yuxiong took out a pack of the cheapest Fu brand cigarettes, cheaper than Dashengchan and Jingji cigarettes, only 6.5 cents a pack, took out one and put it in his mouth, and said expressionlessly, "Last time I communicated with him at the Health Bureau, we thought he had the level of an attending physician, and wanted him to go to college and take him as an apprentice."

When working on the farm, there was no money to buy cigarettes. Later, because he helped the farmers see a doctor, they pooled money to buy this kind of cigarette for him. He didn't expect to become addicted to it. Now he's not used to smoking Zhonghua.

Hu Kecheng immediately understood what he meant and looked in the direction he was looking, "And today you discovered that Doctor Chen's medical skills are even above yours?"

He suddenly wanted to laugh a little, and at the same time, he wanted to cry a little.

One was in his fifties, and the other was a young man in his twenties. His medical skills were above theirs?

Xue Yuxiong exhaled a puff of smoke and turned to look at him, "At least acupuncture is above us."

After a pause, he added, "The prescription is also wonderful."

Fang Yuanshou muttered, "If you're not as good as someone, you're just not as good as someone. There's nothing to hide."

Qin Zhongxian snorted twice, "Traditional Chinese medicine starts with pulse diagnosis, then prescribing medicine, and only then learning acupuncture. Even his acupuncture is better than us two old guys. Do you expect his pulse diagnosis and prescriptions to be inferior? Tui, that's not how you joke!"

Chen Fan didn't know that the little trick he showed had shocked the old doctors. At this time, he was chatting with Jiang Tiantian from time to time, just in case she fell asleep again, while driving at full speed.

Just like when he came, the car was speeding on the road. The distance of 15 kilometers was covered in 10 minutes.

Opening the iron gate and driving the car in, Jiang Lili heard the noise and came out, just in time to see Chen Fan gathering the cloak, and her sister was lying pale inside.

She quickly ran over, her voice with a bit of a sob, "Sister, what's wrong?"

Chen Fan pulled her and quickly said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a small cold, it will be fine after a few days of recuperation."

Jiang Lili raised her head to look at him, "Really?"

Chen Fan touched her head and smiled, "You two sisters, you speak the same way."

Jiang Tiantian was nestled in the sidecar, unable to stand up on her own. When she heard Chen Fan's words, she smiled and said, "We are sisters, we are of one mind."

Chen Fan uncovered the quilt and carefully hugged her out, walking straight inside, "Lili, you go ahead, wipe her body later, change her into that silk pajamas, I want to treat her."

Jiang Lili trotted upstairs ahead. Jiang Tiantian was held in his arms, and a few blushes appeared on her face. She lowered her head and dared not say a word.

It wasn't until Chen Fan put her on the bed and went out that she breathed a long sigh of relief.

Jiang Lili quickly busied herself, bringing her hot water to wash her body, changing her into pajamas, helping her lie down, and covering her with the quilt before taking the water out.

Catching her breath, Jiang Lili ran downstairs. At this time, Chen Fan was cooking medicine in the kitchen.

Jiang Lili walked over and squatted next to him, whispering, "Xiao Fan, is my sister really okay?"

Chen Fan smiled and explained Xue Daifu's diagnosis and his own judgment, and finally said, "This situation is not uncommon. The most important thing is to adjust your mood so that you don't feel depressed."

As he spoke, he muttered strangely, "Now that your parents are fine, and you two have gone to college, what else is making her feel unhappy and always depressed?"

Jiang Lili frowned tightly, her face full of confusion. After thinking for a while, she said, "I don't know."

Chen Fan thought for a moment, then smacked his lips, turned to look at her, "Your sister... she should have someone in her heart."

Jiang Lili smiled disdainfully and immediately shook her head, "Impossible, she has never been in a relationship. She hasn't even held hands with the one she was going to marry. It's absolutely impossible for her to be thinking about him."

Chen Fan frowned slightly, "As the saying goes, deep love doesn't last long. If it's not family matters, and it's not career, I really can't think of anything else besides a love injury."

Jiang Lili was about to speak when she suddenly thought of a possibility and was stunned into silence.