Qi Jing stood beside the clinic, rummaging through the windows of messy magazines. Not finding what he wanted would make him very upset, especially when time is relatively tight.

"Li Yuchuan and Shen Xing went to the emergency department of the surgery department. Now there is no one to even take care of the cabinets. We have to grab two more cheap labor."

Finally, he found a book called "Journal of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine" from the corner, quickly scanned the catalog and threw it back in disappointment.

Since it cannot be found, it means that this paper has not been published yet.

It's in trouble.

He only remembered the technique he had read in a Chinese and Western medicine magazine, but he really couldn't remember which issue it was.

Qi Jing did not give up. He remembered that he could access the Internet with GPRRS on his mobile phone, so he connected.

Compared to the 4g5g speed at the beginning, the current mobile phone network speed is really not satisfactory. While waiting for the connection and the web page to react, he glanced outside the door:

"Okay, you've tested it several times. 300 is 300. What's so surprising about it?"

"What's wrong, Qi Jing." Ji Qing walked into the clinic with a mercury meter, looking a little excited. "The patient's systolic blood pressure of 300 was not uncomfortable, and the electrocardiogram only indicated that the left ventricle was hypertrophy, which was incredible."

"Primary, I've had high blood pressure since I was a child."

Qi Jing looked at the web pages that popped up on his phone and searched for the answers he wanted one by one, "The organs of the body must have been used to it."

Of course, if you want to subdivide it, there are many other situations, but the possibility of secondary hypertension was ruled out a long time ago, and only primary hypertension was left.

The most important thing now is not diagnosis, but to lower blood pressure. Even if the body has already tolerated it, it still has its own so-called "normal" blood pressure, and it is definitely not enough to bear 300 systolic blood pressure.

"The four antihypertensive drugs have only dropped to around 250, which is incredible."

At this time, another familiar voice came from the door. Qi Jing followed the voice and frowned and said, "Why are you still not leaving? What should you do when Director Wang comes back and see you?"

The person who came in was Hu Dongsheng.

Not long after leaving the emergency room, he saw an ambulance coming. He guessed that it might be an emergency patient, so he sent the two classmates away, circled around and returned to the emergency room.

As expected, it was indeed an interesting case.

Qi Jing must drive him away.

Before, Wang Ting and Wu Tongshan were not there, so he could still bring these children in secret. Now that the sars prevention and control summary meeting is about to end, he will leave a strange student here, and he will definitely be the one who is unlucky in the end.

"If you are scolded to death by Director Wang, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Qi Jing said this and stopped caring about him, thinking that he would just run away by then.

Ji Qing had asked Wang Ting for instructions before, but he didn't know if the signal was bad or what, but he and Wu Tongshan's mobile phones were busy with sound. Now the effect is not obvious after using several medicines, and he doesn't know what to do next.

"You are still in the mood to read your phone now? It's 300 systolic blood pressure!"

From his tone, you can hear anxiety and helplessness, but Qi Jing knows that no matter how anxious it is, it is useless. He has to find someone first.

He gave up his phone and Hu Qiqi's messy web pages, raised his hand and grabbed the earpiece and called him to the hospital switchboard: "Help me transfer to the Chinese medicine department."

Although the top three in China are absolutely dominated by modern medicine, they will still be left behind in traditional Chinese medicine.

This is not for the retro patriotic sentiment, but because even if a lot of dregs is removed, traditional Chinese medicine still has many advantages, especially when Western medicine can't do anything about it.

Although traditional Chinese medicine does not have scientific theoretical support and clinical data to prove it, some methods have significant effects.

It is useless to argue or stand in front of the facts. Clinicians must follow the patient in everything and cannot exclude any treatment method.

No matter if it is a black cat, a white cat, it is a good cat if it can catch a mouse.

Under the surprised gaze of Ji Qing and Hu Dongsheng, Qi Jing put on sheepskins again and played role-playing game: "Is it Mr. Zhang? I am Ji Qing from the emergency department."

"Ji Qing? I don't know you, why are you looking for me in the emergency department?"

"I just want to ask which acupoints in the human body can lower blood pressure?"

"Hmph, don't you all give me medicine directly? Why do you ask about the acupoints?"

"Isn't my blood pressure too high? We have no choice but to come to you." Qi Jing was so embarrassed that he was soft, and his voice sounded a little sweet.

"Four acupoints, Renying, Hegu, Quchi, Baihui."

After saying that, the old man wanted to hang up the phone, but his hand speed was not fast, because usually the other party would ask about the specific location of the acupoints at this time, and he had to give others a buffer time.

After working as a traditional Chinese medicine doctor for decades, he could only stay in a square clinic with four corners. There were no beds and not many small doctors for dispatch.

Looking back on the hardships of learning medicine and looking at the current miserable prospects of traditional Chinese medicine, he naturally has his own stubbornness and arrogance.

If you have something to do, just ask this and that. If you have nothing to do, it’s just a waste of traditional Chinese medicine. Do I owe you Western medicine if I learn Chinese medicine?

"Wait, Mr. Zhang..."

Sure enough, similar plots came as scheduled.

"how?"

"Old Zhang, I've issued all the consultation forms."

Qi Jing immediately signaled Ji Qing with his eyes, and the latter immediately understood it, found the consultation form and wrote down the patient's basic situation.

Qi Jing continued to show a helpless look and said softly: "The patient's blood pressure is 300/160, and the combined medication will drop to around 250/110. If you have time, come and have a look."

The old man didn't expect to hold a consultation form for himself, so he coughed lightly for a while to hide his panic:

"Then, then wait until I finish seeing this patient."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Qi Jing quickly hung up the phone and showed a satisfied smile on his face, although to others, this smile was too useless.

“Is this useful?”

Ji Qing was very suspicious of the effect of traditional Chinese medicine, and Wang Ting himself was very disgusted with traditional Chinese medicine: "If Director Wang knew about the emergency department, he would definitely be scolded to death."

Qi Jing didn't say much, bent down and took out the stamp from his white coat pocket, and knocked it hard on the consultation form. When Ji Qing realized that a consultation form written by him and his work stamp was completed.

In addition, the phone number was signed by "Ji Qing" before, and it was useless for him to deny it.

"Anyway, it's the consultation you called, and it's just a scolding you. It has nothing to do with me!"

"..." Ji Qing was in tears.

"Okay, OK, Wang Ting is not so unreasonable. It is more important to lower the patient's blood pressure than anything else." Qi Jing said that, but he held the consultation form in his hand to prevent it from being destroyed. While patting his shoulder and comforting, "It's okay, don't worry."

This joint technique of trumpeting was so perfect that Hu Dongsheng was stunned.

To summarize it simply, it is just two words: shameless.

Moreover, having techniques alone is not enough, you must have super strong acting support.

From a knowledgeable and humorous senior, to a strict and ruthless "teacher", to a seemingly helpless hospitalized doctor and a bastard with no lower limit. He changed several characters in just one day, and it seemed that he could play any role easily.

It's a waste of talent if you don't act.
Chapter completed!