Chapter 1385 - 864: Approaching a Fatal Disease (2)

Compound prescriptions are about combining multiple medications to complement each other, using the bias of the drugs to correct the biases in the human body.

But the drugs studied by Sun Jiaxiang and Madam Tu aim to eradicate bacteria or viruses that cause lesions in the body using a certain genetic attribute of plants.

So, although Sun Jiaxiang and his team are extracting plant gene medicines, sounding different from modern medicine which is chemical-based, their fundamental approach to treating diseases is consistent.

This is entirely different from the approach used in traditional Chinese medicine.

But these are just Du Heng's reflections and won't influence any changes; he will continue steadily on the path he has already set.

After leisurely passing the morning, Du Heng returned to the sanatorium with Dean Tian.

Sun Jiaxiang was still sitting in the same rocking chair as yesterday, swaying back and forth under the shade of a tree.

It is in such a setting that Sun Jiaxiang somewhat resembles an elderly man enjoying his twilight years.

Upon hearing Du Heng's footsteps, Sun Jiaxiang glanced over lightly before withdrawing his gaze, "How do you feel today?"

Du Heng walked slowly to Sun Jiaxiang's side and found a random spot to sit down, "Not sure how to put it."

"Then just say whatever comes to mind."

"Hmm~~~~" Du Heng drew out his tone lightly before slowly saying, "From a technical perspective, this place is similar to the Capital.

But in terms of medical philosophy, the doctors here are more open-minded."

He chuckled lightly afterward, feeling a bit out of place himself as a practitioner of traditional medicine assessing these Western medicine doctors, and after shaking his head, he remarked, "Regardless, when it comes to treating a disease, they are more resourceful than traditional medicine now.

Moreover, from what I heard this morning, the Chinese Medicine Department at Dean Tian's hospital can't compare at all to the modern medicine departments; it seems to have become more like a Department of Health Care."

Upon hearing this result, Sun Jiaxiang did not seem surprised; he just lightly swayed the chair and said, "The medical path is challenging, Xiao Du, you need to strive harder."

Du Heng smiled bitterly, not believing that putting more effort could make traditional medicine less challenging.

Then, without continuing the topic, Sun Jiaxiang abruptly changed the subject, saying, "By the way, how are you planning to handle the situation at the sanatorium here?"

Du Heng took a breath, "Just in the next two days, if the Old Lady has a better attitude and invites me to treat her disease, then as one with a healer's heart, treatment should be given.

If they don't respond in these two days, then after the patients with Dean Tian's condition are stable, I plan to go home.

At that time, I will spend time with my family and then go back to work with my wife and child."

Sun Jiaxiang slightly opened his eyes, slightly puzzled, "Why restrict the time to these two days? Are you in a hurry?"

Du Heng lightly shook his head, sighed, and said, "This patient now seemingly has a stable condition, with the ulceration not getting worse or spreading.

But the dampness poison in his body hasn't reduced at all; it keeps wandering between his flesh and joints, continuously damaging his body.

Furthermore, the current medications seem to control the condition superficially, but many of them are cooling, which undoubtedly increases the amount of dampness poison."

Stopping the rocking chair, Sun Jiaxiang slightly leaned forward and asked, "Are you saying that the young man's dampness poison will erupt in two days?"

Upon seeing how serious Sun Jiaxiang became, Du Heng shook his head again and said, "An eruption isn't likely.

As mentioned earlier, the dampness poison in the patient's body still lingers between the skin and flesh, but as time progresses, these toxins will seep into the meridians and bones.

If it genuinely reaches that stage, even if healed, there will be a legacy of impaired legs and feet.

If the delay continues longer, I will probably only manage to save the knee, but for the lower limbs, amputation is inevitable.

Hence, if they don't wish for me to examine him, I will return early to spend time with my brother and sister-in-law, and reunite with classmates and friends.

If it surpasses two days, whether or not I examine him holds little significance, as they are likely crippled anyway, requiring amputation, whether high-level or just lower limbs; the outcome remains the same."

After expressing these thoughts, Du Heng didn't say more; his opinion and attitude have been adequately conveyed, leaving the decision with the relatives.

After all, forcing oneself into an unwanted exchange isn't a wise trade-off, so why stick to cold shoulders when not obliged to comply?

Sun Jiaxiang's expression relaxed, slowly arising from the chair, "Xiao Du, are you sure about this timeframe?"

"Of course," Du Heng replied confidently, "Within two days, by the third day, the dampness poison will certainly permeate into the bone marrow.

If it genuinely comes to that point, I will definitely walk away without a further glance."

Receiving the walking stick handed by the assistant beside him, Sun Jiaxiang stood before Du Heng and gently smiled, saying, "Xiao Du, this situation feels somewhat akin to Bian Que visiting Lord Caihuan."

Upon hearing this, Du Heng quickly waved his hands, "Sir Sun, that's an exaggeration. I'm merely predicting based on the normal progression of the condition. These minor strategies can't compare to the wisdom of forebearers."

Yet, despite Du Heng's modest words, it seemed that Sun Jiaxiang didn't take them seriously, gently tapping the walking stick while murmuring, "A fatal disease, hehe, a fatal disease."

Upon finishing his murmuring, Sun Jiaxiang slowly turned around to leave, "Alright, after your busy morning, take a brief nap, and accompany me this afternoon to meet a few old friends."

With that, supported by his assistant, Sun Jiaxiang went off who knows where.

Watching the departing Sun Jiaxiang, Du Heng didn't dwell much on it, shrugged his shoulders, and followed Sun Jiaxiang's advice by returning to his room for a nap.

By evening, Du Heng was summoned by Sun Jiaxiang's assistant and thus met the aforementioned old friends.

These so-called old friends truly were old, each one in their seventies or eighties, even the youngest among them was a couple of years older than Lan Changhua.

Discuss what with a group of old men?

Virtually nothing could be discussed.

Even though these so-called old friends were all traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, each carrying respectable reputations, you can't ignore their truly advanced age.

And aged elders often delight in recalling bitter and sweet memories and reminiscing about the past.

These old men were no exception.

Aside from the initial strong praise for Du Heng, soon thereafter... there was nothing more, as Du Heng merely listened to them recount how arduous it was for their generation to acquire their skills.

Still, they are indeed elder men, after two hours of conversation, one by one felt drained and sleepy, and this gathering naturally concluded.

Though this gathering was rather tormenting for Du Heng,

once it ended, upon seeing the ten new phone numbers on his mobile phone, and the notes accompanying them, Du Heng couldn't help but laugh heartily.

A path widens as you tread it.

By the next morning, Du Heng was once again taken away by Dean Tian's assistant to see the patient who had multiple diseases from the day before.

In fact, even without the assistant fetching him, Du Heng needed to come and check.

A patient with such complicated conditions, who also drank the medicine he prescribed, if he doesn't visit, the concern will linger within him.

Thus, Du Heng once again stepped into the hospital room of yesterday.

Except, today's scene remained indistinguishable from yesterday's; most of the people still gathered around, escorting Du Heng and Dean Tian into the room.

One distinct difference was in their gaze upon Du Heng, which differed from yesterday's initial moments and its conclusion.

There seemed to be an unseen agitation within them, causing their gaze towards Du Heng to be filled with a sense of... anticipation for some spectacle.

Spectacle?

Du Heng's lips twitched slightly, and then he ignored the crowd, standing with Dean Tian by the patient.

Just before Du Heng could speak, a nearby patient shouted, "Expert, Doctor Du, could you check on me first? I think I'm already healed. Can I be discharged?"