I Can Hear the Heart's Voice of Traditional Chinese Medicine-Chapter 160 - 76: Turning the Neurology Ward into an Acupuncture Assembly Line

Around ten o’clock in the evening. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Ye Xiang, looking exhausted, led Lu Xuan to a ward at the back of the corridor. Upon entering, they saw that the nurse had already woken the patient. After apologizing, Ye Xiang introduced the patient’s condition to Lu Xuan: "Six months ago, he found that his right upper and lower limbs had developed hemiplegia, with slurred speech and facial droop. He usually smokes, drinks, and eats fatty meat. When he came in, he was conscious, with a blood pressure of 150/90, and after examination, he was diagnosed with a cerebral thrombosis.

After a period of treatment, the movement of the right upper and lower limbs is still limited, and his speech is not fluent."

After Ye Xiang finished speaking, the nurse on the side glanced at the patient, who still seemed somewhat puzzled, and explained, "Dr. Lu is highly skilled in traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture. You’ve seen the other patients who have been hospitalized here; after Dr. Lu’s acupuncture, there has been significant improvement in their conditions.

And you know the old man whose blood pressure wouldn’t come down, right? Dr. Lu did acupuncture for less than half an hour, and miraculously, his blood pressure came down. He’s doing much better now. Let him have a look at you, and you’ll recover faster. Don’t worry."

Although the patient spoke with difficulty, it didn’t mean he couldn’t hear. His mind was clear, unlike other stroke patients who might be disoriented and not comprehend anything: "He... he looks a bit young."

"Skill isn’t determined by age. Old man, let me have a try, and you’ll find out. Moreover, acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine often has miraculous effects on stroke and hemiplegia." Lu Xuan wasn’t bothered by the patient’s skepticism.

In many cases, he couldn’t make an accurate judgment and hadn’t encountered it before, but he had a group of amazing teachers who had seen more ailments than he had eaten grains of rice. It’s no exaggeration to say that it was rare to find an illness that these teachers couldn’t understand, so what did he have to worry about?

Should he ever encounter a disease that they were powerless against, Lu Xuan thought there was no point in looking further.

Surpassing those teachers on his own was truly beyond human capacity.

Moreover, time was far from sufficient.

The patient might have some understanding of or experience with traditional Chinese medicine, shaking his head: "I... I sought Chinese medicine before... it didn’t... didn’t work."

Having reached this point, Lu Xuan didn’t mind explaining a bit more: "It just wasn’t properly targeted. Even if it was, it wouldn’t have an immediate effect. Maybe you only tried it once or twice, so naturally, there was little effect."

The patient nodded.

Seeing that the patient had nothing more to say, Lu Xuan didn’t waste time, as other patients were waiting.

If he finally came once, he needed to make the most of it.

Lu Xuan inserted the needles swiftly, explaining the purpose of the acupuncture points as he did so.

"His condition differs from some of the previous cases. It’s wind-heat and phlegm obstruction within, with blocked meridians and poor qi and blood flow, leading to hemiplegia. The treatment should focus on strengthening the spleen, expelling dampness, resolving phlegm, and dispersing wind. The Hegu acupoint, as the original point of the Large Intestine Meridian, can harmonize qi and blood; the Waiguan acupoint, as the connecting point of the Sanjiao Meridian, connects with the heart and pericardium..."

Ye Xiang and others listened intently, quite enjoying it.

These patients were originally his concern, and now that someone was helping him handle them, he was naturally glad to relax. In fact, if it weren’t inappropriate to mention, thinking that Lu Xuan wasn’t even a chief TCM doctor and couldn’t see patients on his own at the Ninth Hospital, he would love to bring Lu Xuan to the neurology department.

He truly appreciated Lu Xuan’s acupuncture skills.

Problems that Western medicine couldn’t solve, in Lu Xuan’s hands, might not be cured with a single needle, but the improvement in patients’ conditions was visible to him, leaving no room for doubt, especially in Gui Rongrun’s case, where the blood pressure that had been high for so long magically came down with just a few twists of the needles.

Such an emergency expert, if not kept in the neurology department, would be a real pity.

In his heart, Ye Xiang was deeply regretful but hadn’t given up on the idea. He thought about discussing it with the hospital director at some point, hoping the director would have a solution.

However, there was one more issue to worry about.

Dr. Lu might not be willing to come!

The Ninth Hospital wasn’t the City First Hospital, lacking advantages, unless they could offer exceptional conditions, but Lu Xuan’s rank itself posed a restriction on this aspect.

For the time being, Ye Xiang felt quite distressed.

...

The neurology ward was brightly lit, bustling like wildfire.

Meanwhile, at the Ninth Hospital, another area was equally ablaze with activity, the cries from the building almost unending.

City Ninth Hospital, obstetrics and gynecology department.

Song Xiaoyun, dressed in green scrubs, rushed into a delivery room right after a delivery, seeing her colleague in the midst of another delivery, she immediately asked, "What’s the situation with the mother now?"

The doctor in charge of the delivery, upon seeing Song Xiaoyun, seemed to find a pillar of support, and while exhaling a sigh of relief, quickly explained the mother’s condition: "Director Song, the mother has been in labor for three days. The cervix is fully dilated, but after a day of labor, the baby hasn’t come out. She has weak contractions and simply doesn’t have the strength to push the baby out."

Uterine inertia!

Hearing this, Song Xiaoyun’s face changed, and she couldn’t help but shake her head at the sight of the frail mother.

After a whole day of labor, let alone such a thin mother, even robust women would likely be too exhausted to continue at this stage.

But the current situation was that the baby had to be delivered.

The baby was obstructed, and the risks of a cesarean section were very high.