I Can Hear the Heart's Voice of Traditional Chinese Medicine-Chapter 370 - 157: The Treasures Passed Down by Our Ancestors May Hold Miraculous Effects

Chapter 370: Chapter 157: The Treasures Passed Down by Our Ancestors May Hold Miraculous Effects

Even though I’m over eighty years old, I’m still fit and energetic, with plenty of good years ahead of me. I definitely don’t want to see any quack doctors.

Besides, if someone was truly amazing, wouldn’t the United South Chinese Medicine Association have invited them to practice there?"

The old lady said, feeling a bit frightened.

Fan Yazi was speechless for a moment. Quack doctors can do more harm than good! 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Before, she really thought the old lady didn’t want to see a Chinese medicine doctor, but it turned out she just didn’t trust Dr. Lu.

However, while the old lady didn’t believe it, Fan Yazi felt a bit unfair for Dr. Lu: "Old lady, you’re a bit out of line here. Dr. Lu didn’t do anything to you, yet you labeled him a quack doctor, which is quite rude.

Moreover, even though Dr. Lu is young, he is truly capable! Otherwise, I wouldn’t dare take you to see him, would I?"

The old lady kept her mouth shut, not saying a word. Anyway, I don’t believe it, what can you do about it?

Seeing the old lady’s obstinate behavior, Fan Yazi felt like crying but had no tears. She had to say, "I’m being serious here. I’ve already asked around about Dr. Lu, and my friend Lv Huilan, whom you know, has been to our house several times. She heard that you haven’t been well, and after seeing a Western doctor for a long time without improvement, she specially introduced Dr. Lu to us and even helped you make an appointment. Otherwise, if it was an online appointment, who knows if we could even manage to get one. Yet here you are, refusing to go and putting Huilan in an awkward position. I don’t even know how to explain it to her."

"If a doctor needs to be competed for appointments, they must have some skills, right? Isn’t that logical?"

This time, the old lady didn’t play dumb: "That’s true, but you also heard what they said, getting a Chinese medicine doctor to come to United South. If I were to see a Chinese medicine doctor, shouldn’t I be going to the United South Chinese Medicine Association? Why go to the Health Center? Also, could the doctors at the United South Chinese Medicine Association possibly be worse than Dr. Lu?"

"I never said the doctors at the United South Chinese Medicine Association are worse than Dr. Lu, it’s just that Dr. Lu is also highly skilled. Why go out of your way?"

Fan Yazi helplessly explained, "Last time, we managed to get an appointment with Dr. Lu. At the United South Chinese Medicine Association, for a few top-tier Chinese medicine doctors, as you mentioned, appointments were already taken. You’d have to come on-site, and there’s no guarantee of getting one. Besides, in the morning, you insist on going for square dancing and then show up. The on-site appointments are probably all gone by then."

"If they’re all gone, then we’ll come back next time." The old lady waved her hand, her small temper immediately flared up.

Fan Yazi looked helpless, unable to deal with the old lady’s temperament. Although the old lady was in good health, her temper was like a child’s due to her age. One moment it’s clear skies, and the next it could be storming, with winds reaching seven or eight levels. Usually, Fan had no choice but to go along with the old lady’s whims.

Though her temper might be childlike, this family really couldn’t do without her.

Having an elderly person at home is like having a treasure.

The old lady was indeed the family’s lively treasure, adding humor in every conversation and often hearing envious remarks from others when she went out.

Fan Yazi didn’t dare to be dismissive and wished she could treat the old lady like royalty.

But since they were already there, Fan Yazi had no choice but to take the old lady into the United South Chinese Medicine Association. There were quite a few people on-site, mostly picking up medication or waiting for prescriptions, with no available seats. She had to have the old lady stand to the side while she queued up at the registration window with her phone.

When it was her turn, Fan Yazi straight away produced the QR code on her phone and asked, "Doctor, are there any appointments left for Dr. Huang Beishan or Dr. Zhang Jingcai?"

"They’re both already fully booked."

"Fully booked? Can they take more?"

The staff member shook their head: "There’s no way to add more patients. This morning, they’ve already added four or five extra patients, any more and they won’t even have time for lunch. Perhaps you could try booking with someone else?"

"What about Dr. Ye Haishen?" Fan Yazi asked, naming another well-known doctor, but received the same answer—none available.

"None available either."

Unconvinced, Fan Yazi asked about a few more doctors, but still to no avail. Since the others didn’t have a practice of adding patients, she gave up and turned to the old lady: "Old lady, I told you. Coming at this hour is too late, all the appointments are gone."

The old lady stood on one side and had heard their conversation. Casually, she said, "If there aren’t any, then there aren’t any. We’ll just come back next time."

As she said this, she prepared to leave.

At this point, Bao Weiya at the consultation desk saw the two were about to leave and instinctively called out to them, saying, "What kind of illness are you looking to treat? Maybe I can help you figure out which doctor is best suited for it."

Fan Yazi instinctively turned back and pointed to the right side of the old lady’s rib and her back, saying, "The old lady has chronic shingles in these two areas. Could you recommend a doctor specializing in this?"

"Chronic shingles? Dr. Lu is known to be well-rounded and seems to have expertise in dermatology as well. Why don’t you try consulting Dr. Lu first, and if it works out, you can register afterwards," Bao Weiya suggested after thinking for a moment.

"Will the appointments be gone by the time we come down?"

"No, Dr. Lu just started here, and not many patients know about his consultancy yet. This morning, there weren’t many people. You can go and ask, and then come back to register," Bao Weiya explained with a smile. "Don’t be fooled by Dr. Lu’s youth; his medical skills are in no way inferior to Elder Huang and the elders."

"Young?"

Fan Yazi pondered for a moment and asked, "Is there a picture of Dr. Lu?"

"Right there,"

Bao Weiya pointed to a nearby promotional wall.

Following the direction of Bao Weiya’s finger, Fan Yazi’s eyes landed directly on the photo of Dr. Lu mentioned by Bao Weiya, and she was instantly stunned:

Isn’t this the Dr. Lu that Huilan told me about?