"The ingredients of Ganmai Dajujube Decoction are mainly floating wheat, albican peel, licorice, salvia miltiorrhiza, magnet, oyster, jujube seed, etc. The medicinal properties are warm and have the effects of relieving liver and relieving depression, clearing orifices and detoxifying."

"Longgu Muli Decoction is composed of 12 medicines such as Bupleurum, Huangling, Guizhi, Poria, Pinellia ternata, Rhubarb, Lead Dan, Ginger and Jujube, Dragongu, Oyster, and Ginseng. It has the effect of relieving heat from the liver and gallbladder, nourishing qi, nourishing the heart and regaining the spirit."

"Aunt Yu's disease is caused by liver qi stagnation. To treat this disease, it is necessary to take two steps. Use hot and cold medicine together to change the abnormal memory pattern of the liver through violent medicinal properties. Once the source of the emotional disease is relieved, people can wake up."

Song Che handed the prescription to Yu Hongli.

Lin Wendong was very novel and leaned over to look at the prescription and exclaimed: "Gao! It's really high! I have been engaged in medicine for so long, and today I suddenly feel that I am completely ignorant in this field."

"Actually, I just combined Western medicine, traditional Chinese medicine and modern medicine to form a shortcut."

Song Che was a rare humble moment: "If you use modern medicine and seize the breakthrough point of depression, you will have the opportunity to crack it, but the problem is that many neurologic doctors rarely associate internal organs with mental illnesses."

This is also a common problem among many professional doctors nowadays.

The more professional you are, the easier it is to be self-satisfied, draw the ground to be a stern, and have an open mind. Instead, you are not as good as interns who have just graduated and rotated in several departments.

When they see a certain disease within their professional scope, they are often limited to the fields they are proficient in. When they treat and treat symptomatically, they rarely contact other professional fields.

Like this time, Yu's mother has seen so many famous doctors and experts. How could she be solely trapped on her own one acre of three-point ground to argue and analyze.

If a medical team that cooperated with experts such as neurology, traditional Chinese medicine, and general surgery had been formed earlier, the mystery of hysteria might have been solved.

"There is an idiom in China that is called "different paths and the same destination. It seems that many medical schools do have common points in many aspects." Lin Wendong nodded and agreed: "In turn, the transition emphasizes one's profession, which is clearly different from other professional fields, and it is indeed unsatisfactory!"

Hearing this, He Zhengtai's face looked embarrassed.

Isn’t this kind of doctor who is self-confidence and is a prison?!

He claimed to be the top authority in neuromedicine and handled various complex neurological diseases. However, this time, he was completely led by Song Che, and in turn became the subject of others' teaching, which was really ridiculous and funny!

If this matter is to be exposed today, let alone being criticized by his colleagues in the circle, he may not have the shame to continue to be a role model at Dongjiang University Medical School...

Whatever you are afraid of is what you come.

At this time, Xiao Qiao said excitedly: "Expert Song, since the cause of the disease has been analyzed, let's take a picture of the decoction and treatment process until the patient wakes up, and this section is edited into a tape, which is almost enough for the three episodes of the program."

"I believe that such a turbulent treatment process will definitely attract the attention of many viewers."

Song Che glanced at Yu Hongli and Pei Maoxiang and said, "Do you need to delete all the things you should delete. You still have to protect the privacy of the patients and their families."

"I understand this." Xiao Qiao agreed readily.

If such a bloody family scandal is well known, even if the patient really wakes up and recovers, the family will not have a good life.

At this point, Xiao Qiao is still a very honest media person.

When He Zhengtai heard that this content was really going to be on TV, he couldn't help but say, "That...why should I delete my paragraph at the discretion."

Xiao Qiao said: "Professor He, you are a great expert in neuromedicine. Your participation in the disease demonstration can increase your persuasion."

"You have also seen that this emotional disease is so cruel and that poison is extremely dangerous. Our column brings these to TV, mainly to popularize the harm of mental illness to the public. As a medical authority, shouldn't you be happy to see the society attach importance to this aspect?"

The more serious Xiao Qiao speaks, the more he feels, the more he feels.

To put it bluntly, Xiao Qiao wanted He Zhengtai to be a foil to highlight Song Che's extraordinary skills.

He Zhengtai was angry and angry, and said with a red face: "If you can respect the patient's privacy rights, you must respect my portrait rights. I didn't even agree to be on your inexplicable show."

"But we have obtained the consent of our family. Since you stick to your own opinions and use your own methods to treat patients, it means that you have also participated in this medical documentary by default. Make an assumption, if you just found the source of the disease, would you still object to bringing this medical documentary to the TV screen?" Xiao Qiao debated.

As a professional host, she can't argue with Song Che in terms of her skills, and she can't argue with these old-fashioned styles.

He Zhengtai felt guilty.

If he really analyzed the source of the disease, then he really wouldn't be on the show, and he would promote himself well and gain fame.

But now, if you have not gained fame, you have to become a stepping stone for Song Che's famous cannon fodder. Your lifetime of reputation may even be destroyed. How could he be willing to do so?!

"Who said that the family members agreed, the patient's father-in-law clearly opposed your TV station's intervention!" He Zhengtai said angrily, but when he turned his head and saw Pei Maoxiang's stupid look, he immediately felt cold.

Pei Maoxiang has a stroke now and his mouth is crooked. Can he still describe the crooked one as straightforward for him?

Seeing He Zhengtai's embarrassment, Song Che reconciled and said, "Forget it, if it weren't for Professor He's help, we wouldn't have come in smoothly. Besides, we are seniors and elders. We have to give the respect we should give. At worst, we can turn around and mosaic people."

Xiao Qiao was unwilling to affect the recording of the program because of this small problem, so she nodded and agreed: "The introduction of his identity in the program is to say he is a neurosurgeon expert."

He Zhengtai is famous in the medical field, but this time he is mentioned as an "expert". This seems to be no different from being a joke.

Then, Xiao Qiao turned around and looked at Lin Wendong regardless of He Zhengtai's resentful expression.

Lin Wendong smiled and said, "I am upright and convinced, and I have nothing to worry about, and I really didn't help much this time. Of course, the program needs to be broadcast, provided that the patient can be awakened, otherwise the reputational loss of Professor He and me will not be worth it."

Yu Hongli couldn't wait and immediately set off to prepare a pharmaceutical soup.

Just then, the ambulance arrived.

Several medical staff ran upstairs, checked and asked about Pei Maoxiang's situation, and carried the person away on a stretcher.

"I'll go over and take a look and get the prescriptions all done."

Yu Hongli asked, "My mother, please help me see for a while."

After the people were almost dispersed, only Song Che, Lin Wendong and Xiao Qiao were left in the room.

Lin Wendong gave Song Che a look and looked at the balcony again.

Song Che knew it and walked with him to the balcony.

"The disease is solved, but what should I do with the medicine?" Lin Wendong said straight: "I mean the new poison, and its developers."

"This developer, nicknamed the God of Medicine, is now on the wanted list of the Provincial Public Security Department." Song Che had long thought about asking Lin Wendong for inquiries and said, "What do you think?"

"I can't understand." Lin Wendong frowned and said, "Based on this case, I can conclude that this medicine god is like you, proficient in traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and his research on drugs has reached a peak level. But I have never heard of such a special existence in the global medical field."

Song Che was pondering for the time being.

Even Lin Wendong couldn't find any clues, so he still had to find a needle in a haystack.

Could it be that this medicine god, or a hermit master, has not made any name for himself in the field of medicine?

However, this speculation was directly rejected.

The probability is too low.

Even if the Medicine God set a small goal to engage in medical crimes as soon as he started studying medicine, with his outstanding pharmaceutical strength, he would definitely cause a lot of sensation and attention in the industry, and it would never be possible that he would not have any reputation left.

While thinking, Song Che looked around casually and happened to see He Zhengtai walking out of the villa yard in anger.

Looking at this "self-confidence" expert, Song Che's eyes suddenly flashed a few times, and he murmured: "Encourage each other..."

"What?" Lin Wendong wondered.

Song Che withdrew his gaze, his eyes turned back to Ming Che, and said, "Is there a possibility that a master of Western medicine and a master of Chinese medicine will work together to make this poison?"

Lin Wendong's face changed drastically and he said in a daze: "You mean, the Medicine God is more than just one person?"

"It's very likely."

Song Che said in a deep voice: "No matter how high a person's talent is, his energy and time are limited after all."

"My talent is pretty good, but this is because my grandfather has been forced to learn Chinese medicine since I was a child. In addition, he does have real talent and real knowledge. I have been hard-working for more than ten years to reach this level."

"Later, based on traditional Chinese medicine, I became twice the result with half the effort in learning Western medicine. In the end, I integrated the two and complemented each other to achieve the current level."

"I can say responsibly that there are only a handful of geniuses in the world who are like me who have mastered all the two profound medical schools with ease!"

Faced with Song Che's once again being unprepared for pretending, Lin Wendong's feedback was very serious.

He also quickly grasped Song Che's idea: "I understand what you mean. People like me have been influenced by my grandfather's traditional Chinese medicine since I was a child, but my talent is destined to be more suitable for studying Western medicine. If the God of Medicine really exists, then he is undoubtedly a genius among geniuses and will never be completely invisible in the medical community."

After saying that, neither of them said anything, but reached a tacit consensus:

The Medicine God is not fighting alone!
Chapter completed!