Chapter 21 Looks like he's a big shot

  When Wang Zhi returned to the car, Lin Xueyan was anxiously waiting. Seeing Wang Zhi return safely, she walked up to him with a delighted face, carefully examining him from head to toe, and only after confirming that he had not been hurt did she let out a sigh of relief, scolding: "Don't do this again in the future, it's just an old vase, what if you got hurt?"

  Wang Zhi couldn't help but smile wryly and apologize, knowing that with Lin Xueyan's family background, she was entitled to say such things. Although the vase was valuable, Lin Xueyan had only intended it as a gift for her grandfather. Wang Zhi also made some excuses, saying he used to run fast when he was younger and could quickly grab the vase back while the other person wasn't paying attention, before hastily getting into the car under Lin Xueyan's resentful gaze.

  After getting on the car, Lin Xueyan wanted to invite Wang Zhi to have a big meal to thank him for choosing gifts for himself and also to calm down Wang Zhi's heroic actions just now. However, Wang Zhi was a bit out of breath at this time, earlier he had a moment of discomfort, slightly showing off his might, but the show-off was over, Wang Zhi had consumed a lot of energy, his internal strength had been depleted by about 70-80%, so Lin Xueyan sent him back instead.

  Back home, Wang Zhi had dinner, took a bath, and then hurriedly sat on the bed to meditate. In his heart, he couldn't help but scold himself for being foolish. There were so many ways to destroy evidence, yet he chose the most laborious one. However, Wang Zhi also had to admit that it was the safest method.

  The next day, Wang Zhi opened his eyes spiritedly and came to the hospital. It turned out that many colleagues in the hospital were discussing the collapse of a pedestrian bridge near Guwan Yitiao Street yesterday afternoon.

  "Hey! Dr. Wang, have you heard about the collapse of the new bridge on Xin Yi Street yesterday afternoon?" Qian Senhu asked curiously as he approached Wang Zhi, who had just sat down.

  "Did the skybridge collapse there? I didn't know, when did it happen, yesterday afternoon I went to Antique Street." Wang Zhi said with feigned surprise.

  "What, you went to Antique Street yesterday afternoon and didn't see anything? I heard that five or six people were crushed to death. They say they were all wanted fugitives." Qian Senhu said mysteriously, as if he knew some inside information.

  Looking at Qianson Tiger's mysterious smile, Wang Zhi couldn't help but laugh in his heart, but still curiously asked: "As wanted criminals, how could they possibly gather together?"

  "It should be, according to my friend's brother, oh, he is from the Public Security Bureau, he said...". Qian Senhu began to talk endlessly, listening to Wang Zhi felt dizzy, if it weren't for yesterday's events being his own doing, he would have really believed Qian Senhu's words, this kid.

  A few people chatted casually for a while, and then gradually got busy. The current Chinese medicine department is no longer as deserted as it was during the previous period, and has gradually gained some popularity, thanks to Wang Zhi's efforts. As more and more patients come to the Chinese medicine department for treatment, many doctors in the department have a good impression of Wang Zhi. After all, the number of patients is directly proportional to their income. In the past, they could only barely get by on their basic salary, but now they have received a lot of allowances and bonuses.

  This morning was Wang Zhi's clinic, when he arrived at the consultation room, there were already many patients waiting outside, most of whom came for Wang Zhi's reputation, which made Wang Zhi feel both gratified and somewhat moved.

  Nowadays, truly skilled TCM doctors are becoming increasingly scarce. Some well-known TCM doctors with real abilities often have an inflated sense of self-importance and focus on research, rarely treating patients personally. For example, Jiang Yuanhua from the TCM department has been here for a long time but is hardly ever seen receiving patients. He spends all day researching complex cases, completely neglecting the fact that true medical skills are acquired through treatment experience.

  Otherwise, Wang Zhi would not have made a name for himself in the Chinese medicine department in just over a month. This is related to Wang Zhi's profound medical skills, but also inseparable from the incompetence of these people.

  Wang Zhi quickly received the patients who came for treatment. With Wang Zhi's skills, some of the not-so-serious patients didn't even need to have their pulse taken; he would just take a glance and start writing prescriptions. The speed at which he handled patients was incredibly fast, leaving Qian Senhu, who was standing beside him for the first time today and wanted to learn from Wang Zhi, stunned. Was this really how one diagnosed illnesses - without taking pulses or using instruments, but simply by scanning with one's eyes?

  In just over two hours, Wang Zhi had seen all the more than 70 patients queuing outside. This was still after some patients asked Wang Zhi to re-examine them because they thought he was too young and his speed was too fast.

  "I say Lao Da, you're too amazing!" Qian Senhu finally couldn't help but praise after sending away the last patient.

  "Is that all?" Wang Zhi smiled lightly, looking at Qian Senhu. "The study of traditional Chinese medicine is vast and profound, easy to learn but difficult to master. Just the four characters 'look, listen, ask, and feel' contain very deep knowledge. Don't think you can master TCM just by learning a little bit of its surface. That's an insult to TCM. In ancient times, such people were called charlatans." Wang Zhi still thought quite highly of Qian Senhu and genuinely wanted to teach him some things, so he spoke very directly.

  "Ha ha!" Qian Senhu, who was two years older than Wang Zhi, admired him to the point of almost worshiping him. He blushed at Wang Zhi's words and scratched his head in embarrassment.

  Two people were talking, a young man was supporting an old man in his fifties to walk slowly into the room, another patient had come.

  "Dr. Wang Zhi, which one is Dr. Wang Zhi?" the young man asked hastily as he came in and looked at the two of them.

  "I am Wang Zhi, what's the patient's condition?" Wang Zhi said while observing the patient's situation.

  "You're Dr. Wang." The young man looked surprised and disbelieving, staring at Wang Zhi, who was about the same age as him, with a face full of incredulity.

  "Ah, this is Dr. Wang, let him take a look at the patient quickly." Qian Senhu confirmed on the side.

  "Ah! It's really Dr. Wang." Upon hearing Qian Senhu confirm, the young man hastily said: "Dr. Wang, please take a look at my dad, he has been having stomach pain for several days and the hospital couldn't find anything wrong, but it's driving my mom crazy. Yesterday, Zhang Dage from our village came back and said you're extremely skilled, you must cure my dad!"

  "Don't worry, your father is fine." Wang Zhi'an comforted the young man and gently took the patient's wrist to listen carefully.

  "Ah, nothing serious, just poisoning." After listening to the pulse, Wang Zhi looked at the patient's eyes again and confirmed.

  "Poisoned? How is this possible? How could my father be poisoned?" The young man asked in puzzlement.

  "Heh heh, this is normal. Now it's spring and everything is coming back to life, with all sorts of flowers, grasses, and trees sprouting and blooming. Your father isn't used to the pollen of a certain plant, or rather, his body has an allergic reaction to some pollens. Over time, toxins will accumulate in his body. Don't worry, I'll prescribe some medicine for him to take for two days when he gets home."

  Wang Zhi finished prescribing the medicine and sent the patient away. Qian Senhu then asked again, "Doctor Wang, are you so sure? The young man just said that many hospitals couldn't find anything wrong."

  "Hehe," Wang Zhi smiled lightly and said, "Just because the hospital examination can't find anything doesn't mean that pulse diagnosis can't detect it. You see, in traditional Chinese medicine, the human body is a holistic system, and any changes in one part of the body will be reflected in the pulse. The strength and weakness of the pulse, its rapidity or slowness, frequency - all these have subtle differences, and illnesses have countless variations."

  Listening to Wang Zhi's words, Qian Senhu carefully remembered and seriously thought in his heart. Having been in the hospital for so long, Qian Senhu could only learn a few things from Wang Zhi.

  Later, no patient came in, and Wang Zhi carefully introduced the patient's condition to Qian Senhu, telling him the fundamental treatment and the basis for opening the prescription. Unconsciously, it was already 10 o'clock, which was meal time, but Qian Senhu was still enthusiastic and kept talking with Wang Zhi on the road.

  For several days, Wang Zhi was very serious about bringing Qian Senhu, and Qian Senhu actually learned a lot of things. At the same time, in Qian Senhu's heart, Wang Zhi also became an existence like a mentor, so that later, when Qian Senhu, who had become a great master of the apricot forest, mentioned Wang Zhi, he still had a respectful expression.

  That day, Wang Zhi was teaching Qian Senhu about the method of distinguishing yin and yang when Zhou Boran suddenly rushed in from outside without saying a word, grabbed Wang Zhi and pulled him out.

  "What's wrong?" Wang Zhi asked strangely while following Zhou Boran as he walked.

  "Don't ask anymore, you'll know when we get there." Zhou Boran's face was solemn as he pulled Wang Zhi towards the Western Surgery Department.

  Seeing Zhou Boran's solemn expression, Wang Zhi felt a slight chill in his heart and couldn't help but sigh: "Looks like he's a big shot."