Among the entire director level of Danyang Hospital, the one who knows Qi Jing best is this Luo Tang, except his parents and Wang Ting.

From the earliest consultation with Xiong Yong, to the large number of respiratory infections that were urgently taken over by Nei, to the case of Katagne syndrome, Luo Tang and Qi Jing had cooperated, but more of it was a confrontation.

Luo Tang naturally didn't take him seriously at the beginning.

Just like all the young doctors who are new to clinical practice, he has never had a good face. However, as he contacted more and more, Luo Tang clearly realized that this guy is different from everyone, including himself.

"It's a young doctor who was urgent in our hospital." Luo Tang calmed down and his cough gradually slowed down. "This year should be 25, and he just took the practice certificate in September."

“So young?”

"Isn't this the age when I'm just in the clinic? How could I diagnose this rare disease..." A doctor said halfway, and found that he was not expressing it accurately enough, and then changed his words, "It can't be considered a disease, the patient is almost cured."

At this time, Qiu Xuan on the stage shook his head and said, "It can't be considered a recovery, because the cancer cells were not completely solved at the beginning. Now nodules appeared in the original lesions of his lungs. He just entered my ward a few days ago."

"It turns out that what was before can only be considered relief."

"I'm afraid it's aroused the immune response and the virus is cleared out by the body. When the number of viruses is insufficient, the killing effect on tumor cells will be smaller."

"It seems that in the scientific research direction, we must not only consider how to use the lethality of the virus, but also how to avoid being attacked by human immune systems."

In just a few round trips, these experts have reached the key point of the problem. Qiu Xuan’s original purpose was to tell everyone about this case and then turn the topic to tumor killing. But now the situation is completely different. He is thinking about Qi Jing: "With his ability, you should come to Minghai."

Luo Tang didn't know what to say. After thinking about it, he coughed twice before saying, "He was supposed to come here, but he ran away after getting off the plane. I heard that he didn't show up at three critical care meetings yesterday, and he didn't stay in a hotel at night. I wonder if he would come today."

"Aren't the person here?"

At such a major domestic medical conference, the young clinician was trying to squeeze out his head, but Qi Jing started to play and disappeared. Luo Tang had to admit that this guy's behavior pattern was really casual, and it seemed that nothing could retain him except for difficult cases.

At this time, an attendee next to Luo Tang interrupted: "Director Luo, on the way here yesterday, I heard Ji Qing, who was anxious, say that this guy should have attended the psychiatric conference in Jiangping City."

"Mental illness?"

"This guy has a lot of things to do."

"It seems that's true now. For a case, Dr. Danyang actually ran to Shangjing. It's a bit incredible to think about it."

Qiu Xuan was a little disappointed after hearing this, but he didn't give up: "Jiang Ping's place should not be a big deal, he should go back to Minghai. After all, there were hundreds of high-quality medical conferences here for seven days, and he had no reason not to come."

"Director Qiu, why are you so interested in him?" Luo Tang was puzzled.

"A pretty good young man, I want to know each other." Qiu Xuan asked with a smile, "I don't know Director Luo..."

"Whether he comes or not, cares what I do." Luo Tang became more and more angry as he heard it. He raised his eyelids and looked at Qiu Xuan. Before he could finish speaking, he said bluntly, "Director Qiu is a respiratory seminar. I wonder if it is a case or a person being discussed now?"

Those who are a little famous in the audience are all the top three in the country, and no one is more noble than anyone else. Although Qiu Xuan performed outstandingly in this anti-Japanese war, Luo Tang also took charge of Danyang last year, and he was also on par in terms of position.

Luo Tang's tone was indeed very stimulating. Qiu Xuan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth after hearing this, and naturally he was not much better. However, Luo Tang had been famous for so long, everyone knew this man's bad temper, so Qiu Xuan still kept a smile and explained: "For such an excellent young man, we older generations must help him support him."

“Promote?”

Luo Tang seemed dissatisfied and couldn't help but snorted: "If such a person still needs our help to stand out, it will be the sorrow of the Chinese medical community. I'm afraid that when we are supporting each other, we will lose our position in the support of ourselves, which will be embarrassing."

"this......"

Qiu Xuan didn't understand it at first, but looking at the cases involving many fields on the big screen, he gradually understood what Luo Tang meant. This was not to treat him as a junior, but to be completely regarded as a competitor.

As soon as the thought of finding someone was ignited, Qiu Xuan had to turn his attention back to the case itself: "What Director Luo said is not unreasonable. Let's take a look at this special case first. There are indeed many things worth pondering in it."

"I want to ask Director Qiu, how did he judge that the patient's home raises birds?"

"Yes, the patient was not hospitalized at that time."

“This is far from talking about it…”

......

After a morning of meeting, the restaurant became a good place for everyone to relax and summarize.

Compared to yesterday's slightly compact meeting schedule, there are much more gaps between today and afternoon, and people entered the restaurant for dinner at an early eleven o'clock.

After Qiu Xuan said goodbye to Huang Xinghua at around 8 o'clock in the morning, it was already 12 o'clock when he saw him again. After lunch with Luo Tang and several directors of the outer courtyard, he saw Huang Xinghua sitting alone at a dining table, holding a phone, and eating while talking to the other end of the phone.

Judging from the bad expression, I am afraid there is something serious problem on the other end of the phone.

Qiu Xuan knew that Huang Xinghua was most annoying to disturb others when he was working, so he didn't go up to inquire and left on his own: "Director Luo, do you have any questions in the afternoon?"

"Not yet." Luo Tang shook his head as he recalled his arrangement table, and took a bag of cigarettes from his pocket, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Oh, there was an international conference of the infectious disease department at one o'clock in the afternoon, and several infectious disease scientists from Southeast Asian countries came." Qiu Xuan said, "I heard that you were the leader of the Danyang anti-yi team last year, so I was thinking about whether to exchange my experiences together."

"Southeast Asian infectious disease scientist?"

When Luo Tang heard these words, his body suddenly became alert.

He naturally looked away, blinked at an extremely high frequency, thought about the causes and consequences, and finally shook his head and refused: "Forget it, it's been a plane and a meeting these two days, which is quite tiring. Infectious diseases are not my specialty. I'd better have a good rest in the afternoon and I won't get involved."

"Okay." Qiu Xuan knew that he was in poor health and did not force him.

After the two separated, Luo Tang ran to the door of the conference center, gave himself a cigarette after dinner, and then returned to the hotel room alone. Qiu Xuan slowly moved to the fifth floor. The meeting place that Huang Xinghua had previously decided was in the 5j conference room, the innermost aisle of the fifth floor, and the rest area.

Thinking that Lao Huang had to call the phone for a while and there was still more than half an hour left, he wanted to go there to rest first.

This place is a bit far from the main venue on the 13th floor. I thought it would be a small private space, but I didn't expect that as soon as I entered the door, I found that there was a person sitting inside, a young man. He was probably in his 20s, wearing a very ordinary black T-shirt and jeans, sitting alone on the sofa reading a book.

During this week, the entire conference center was open to all participants. In theory, as long as you have a certificate of participation, you can go into the room to rest. However, in general, normal people would not come here alone, so the appearance of someone out of thin air surprised Qiu Xuan a little.

Of course, it is not only the people that attract him, but also the two books in his hand.

One is forensic toxicology analysis that is being held in my hand, while the other is the Shennong Bencao Sutra placed on the armrest of the sofa. There is no connection between the two books, and it is incompatible with the discussion content of this medical conference.

Qiu Xuan is not a person who likes to chat with him, and as a director, it is even more impossible for him to come forward to chat with a young man. So after entering the door, he just looked at him and ran to the tea table to make a cup of hot tea for himself.

However, the flowing water is ruthless and falls flowers are intentional.

Just as he sat down, the young man actually spoke first: "Is it Mr. Qiu Xuan, director of the respiratory department of Shangjing People's Hospital?"

"Uh, do you know me?"

"I've seen it on TV, last year when Sars."

"Oh." Qiu Xuan took a sip of tea and asked with a smile, "Is there anything wrong?"

"I want to ask about the situation of Sars in Beijing at that time." The young man closed the book, stood up with a smile and walked over, "I don't know if Director Qiu has time to talk to me."

"That's a bad memory," Qiu Xuan said. "This virus came quietly, and it was too late when the public reacted."

"I want to know more about the medications used by SARs at that time than these." The young man sat aside and asked, "I wonder if several antiviral drugs really work?"

"It's just a ribavirin." Qiu Xuan said, "but the effect is really not very good."

"Where is lopinavir?"

"That drug is not bad at the beginning of the infection, but it doesn't work after the condition worsens." Qiu Xuan explained, "We use more interferon on sars, and the effect is still significant within the first fourteen days. The second is to prevent thymic peptide injection, which can improve medical immunity. The next step is hormones to fight inflammation and subsequent plasma therapy, but it has passed before the domestic use of it."

"I wonder if Chinese medicine is useful?" The young man glanced at the Shennong Materia Medica Sutra at his hand and asked with a smile.

"That's it..."

Qiu Xuan seemed to see the purpose of the inquiry. I am afraid that the Chinese medicine doctor from a Chinese medicine hospital wanted to give a explanation to the Chinese medicine doctor. In fact, during the sars period, Chinese medicine did have certain effects. It is mainly to control the aggravation of symptoms, reduce the spread of inflammation, thereby reducing the dosage of hormones and reducing sequelae.

However, if you want to dominate, you must have modern medicine in your own hands, otherwise those severely ill patients will not be able to survive.

"The ones that are used more often are Yinqiao Powder to increase green leaves, combined with isatis root and wild buckwheat root, Artemisia annua can clear away heat and detoxify. Use Houttuynia cordata to clear up the heat and clear up the Kailing."

Qiu Xuan has also seen many Chinese medicine masters assisting in treatment and knows some Chinese medicine syndrome differentiation and compatibility: "Sars seems to be divided into several types in traditional Chinese medicine, including heat toxins and lung syndrome, damp heat toxin syndrome, damp heat toxin syndrome, and Shaoyang syndrome. There are some rare cases that I can't say."

"Director Qiu is really amazing, he actually knows so well with traditional Chinese medicine."

"Where are there." Qiu Xuanke made a reply, and then he remembered that he had not asked the other party's name yet, "I don't know you are..."

However, before he finished speaking, someone knocked open the door of the lounge. It was none other than Huang Xinghua who called in the restaurant before: "I just wonder where you two are, I've been looking for it for a long time. Hurry up! The meeting will start now."

Qiu Xuan looked down at his watch: "Isn't it only 12:40?"

"There is an emergency, and the meeting is ahead of schedule." Huang Xinghua said.

"Where are those infectious disease experts in Southeast Asia?"

"They have been notified." Huang Xinghua pointed to the ceiling with his finger, "I found the person in charge of the venue and started broadcasting the entire venue. I was using the language of their country, so I should be able to understand it."

Qiu Xuan nodded: "So serious?"

"Oh, I didn't expect it to develop like this." Huang Xinghua turned his eyes on the young man behind him, and finally showed a smile. "You are here, and the patient is a little strange this time. You have to help me check it out,"

"There are patients?"

"Well, it's someone from Yunchuan."

"Seeing that Director Huang is so nervous, he will not have any connection with Southeast Asia. After all, Yunchuan and there are very close."

Huang Xinghua couldn't help but step forward and patted his shoulder: "It's you, I thought of this aspect without saying a few words. Let's go there later, I will directly call the phone there and then ask about the patient's condition clearly."

"good."

The two left like this, but they kept Qiu Xuan in the dark: "Old Huang, who is this?"

"Oh, look at my brain, I forgot to introduce it." Huang Xinghua said, "Do you still have an impression of the doctor who aided Africa that you told you before? The young man who overwhelmed everyone to find the last pathogen."

"Yes." Qiu Xuan nodded, "Is it him?"

"Yes, it's him." Huang Xinghua said as he walked with a smile, "I didn't tell you in detail before. Now that I have met, I will introduce it to you. He is an emergency doctor at Danyang Hospital, his surname is Qi and his name is Qi Jing."

This name is like an electric current, drilling into Qiu Xuan's ears and numbing all the way down to the soles of his feet.

He didn't expect that this young man he had always wanted to make friends would chat with him without realizing it, and he had such a relationship with Huang Xinghua. Now it seems that this kid is at least proficient in the four major fields of critical illness, respiratory, infectious diseases, and psychiatry, which is a bit exaggerated...

No, things don't seem that simple!

Qiu Xuan looked at the two inexplicable books in Qi Jing's hand walking beside him, and felt a little upset: Isn't this child an emergency doctor? How could he read such a book?
Chapter completed!