Chinese medicine: from rural hospitals to top three hospitals in Kyoto

Chapter 1169 The preliminary round begins

As they were talking, Wen Haodong and Su Yunxue arrived, ready to perform acupuncture on the patient.

Wen Haodong selected key acupoints such as Baihui, Qihai, Guanyuan, and Zusanli to strengthen the body, applied the "burning mountain fire" tonification method, and used moxibustion with moxa sticks to stimulate the residual Yang energy of the child with the warming and unblocking power of the moxa fire.

Stevenson and Smith, also dressed in antibacterial gowns, stood by and watched Wen Haodong perform acupuncture on the patient.

“Stevenson, can this…ancient ritual really work?” Smith asked in a low voice.

"David, relax."

Stevenson patted him on the shoulder: "We have already seen its auxiliary role in Ayako Ishikawa's case. Perhaps it can indeed regulate the body's stress response through some mechanism that we do not yet understand. For now, we can only choose to trust it."

Smith remained silent.

Time passed by minute by minute.

With strong anti-infection treatment and continuous support from blood products, Jack's temperature gradually returned to normal by the early morning of the following day.

Even more surprisingly, the color of the pleural drainage fluid gradually lightened, and the drainage volume also began to decrease significantly.

"My blood clotting function has improved!"

Holding the new lab report, He Yonghua's voice tinged with excitement: "The amylase test in the drainage fluid is negative, ruling out pancreatic fistula. The main concerns are lymphorrhea and wound bleeding, and the condition seems to be improving!"

Chen Yang carefully examined the drainage tube and various data, and a barely perceptible relaxation finally appeared on his tense face.

"Very good, continue monitoring. For vasoactive drugs, you can try gradually lowering the parameters."

On the third day, when Wen Haodong took Jack's pulse again, he found that although Jack's pulse was still weak, it was no longer "scattered and rootless" as before, but showed a faint trace of "stomach qi", which meant that the child's vital energy was slowly recovering.

"The return of righteousness is a good omen!"

Wen Haodong said to Xun Jiahong, "The prescription can be adjusted. Reduce the dosage of aconite and increase the dosage of herbs that strengthen the spleen and stomach, promote blood circulation and tissue regeneration, such as yam, atractylodes macrocephala, salvia miltiorrhiza, and red peony root."

A week later, Jack's vital signs stabilized, and he was successfully weaned off the ventilator and able to breathe on his own. Although still very weak, he was able to open his eyes when his parents called to him, and even showed a very faint, almost imperceptible smile.

This smile brought tears to his parents' eyes instantly, and also brought immense relief to all the medical staff involved in the rescue.

Jack's mother held Chen Yang's hand tightly, her face full of gratitude: "Thank you, Dr. Chen, thank you all, you gave Jack a second life!"

Smith stood not far away, watching this scene, and was deeply shocked.

He has been a doctor for decades, witnessing countless partings and deaths, and experiencing numerous successes and failures. But it is truly rare for him to pull a child back from the brink of death, who had been sentenced to "death" by almost all authorities, and for the child to recover so quickly.

Smith walked up to Chen Yang, and this time, his eyes no longer held doubt, only pure admiration.

"Director Chen, I must apologize to you and your team again, and I am ashamed of my previous narrow-minded views."

Smith's voice was somewhat low: "I was too fixated on the principles in textbooks and cold data, but I neglected the fact that the essence of medicine is 'saving lives,' and in order to save lives, sometimes we must break with convention and embrace every possible effective method."

As he spoke, Smith looked at Wen Haodong beside him: "Including traditional Chinese medicine, which I once could not understand. It may not be fully explained by our existing scientific theories, but I have witnessed its effects with my own eyes."

Chen Yang smiled and said, "Professor Smith, the ocean of medicine is vast and boundless. Whether it is Western medicine or traditional Chinese medicine, we are just different boats exploring this ocean. Our goal is to reach the other shore of health. Learning from each other and complementing each other's strengths is the right way."

Stevenson remarked, "Chen, this collaboration has been incredibly beneficial for us. Mayo hopes to establish a long-term, strategic partnership with Kyoto International Medical Center, including personnel exchanges, technical collaborations, and joint efforts to tackle challenging cases."

“That’s exactly what we were hoping for,” Smith nodded.

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Just as Jack was recovering at the Kyoto International Medical Center, the preliminary rounds of the first "Yangshen Cup" Medical Competition also began.

Yunzhou Province, Hanping City!

Early in the morning, a large group of TCM practitioners who had signed up for the Xinglin Competition arrived at the venue.

"Qiwen, do you think we can pass the preliminary round this time?"

Two middle-aged men in their forties huddled together, talking in hushed tones.

The two people had rough faces and looked older than their actual age.

"I don't know."

Zhuang Qiwen shook his head and said, "I heard that there are as many as 20,000 to 30,000 people who have signed up for the competition this time, and more than 1,000 of them are from Yunzhou Province. Many of them are elites from major hospitals and universities. We are here to broaden our horizons."

"Qiwen, you're too modest."

Luo Junchao said, "Who doesn't know that you are a famous doctor in the surrounding villages of Heshan County?"

"Old classmate, please stop teasing me."

Zhuang Qiwen smiled wryly and said, "You are at least the deputy chief physician of Heshan County Hospital, while I am just a village doctor. I came here with you to broaden my horizons."

"Qiwen, I've come here with you to broaden my horizons."

Luo Junchao said, "Others may not know your level, but how could I not?"

"Your skill level is definitely no worse than that of the experts in the top-tier hospitals in the provincial capital."

Luo Junchao said, "You just have a lower educational background and less luck, so don't underestimate yourself. You should know that Chen Yang also came from Jialin County."

"How can I compare to Director Chen?"

Zhuang Qiwen said, "Although Director Chen comes from Jialin County, how many patients has he treated in the past two years? Moreover, he is proficient in both traditional Chinese and Western medicine and has performed many complex surgeries."

"I'm just giving you an example."

Luo Junchao said, "I know you're capable, but do you really want to stay stuck in Heshan County for the rest of your life?"

"Treating and saving lives is the same everywhere," Zhuang Qiwen said with a smile.

"That's true, but what if there were a better environment?"

Luo Junchao said, "If you can make it to the finals and go to Kyoto, you will definitely be able to meet Chen Yang, and you may even have the opportunity to enter the Kyoto International Medical Center."

"I'm forty-five years old this year."

Zhuang Qiwen said, "I wouldn't even dare to dream of working at the Kyoto International Medical Center. I'd be content just to meet more colleagues and broaden my horizons."

"Please enter in order and do not crowd."

As the two were talking, the preliminary review began, and the people who came to participate in the preliminary review started to walk in one after another.

The preliminary round is actually quite simple; it mainly filters out a large number of people. Therefore, the preliminary round consists of only one written test, and the elimination is based on the written test scores.

The written test is divided into two sessions, and only 5,000 people will advance to the semi-finals.