This Doctor Is Too Wealthy

At the time, considering Yang Yuansheng's pronounced ascites and poor physical condition, slightly worse data was deemed acceptable.

However, Du Heng always lacked confidence in the machine at the Health Clinic, which had been acquired from the District Hospital. Therefore, he remained skeptical about the readings.

"Alright, Buwei, tell Yang Yuansheng not to eat anything. I'll take him to the Provincial First Hospital for another laboratory test."

Du Heng felt it was crucial to verify this data again, as it was very important for his subsequent treatment.

Wu Buwei agreed and hurried out to find Yang Yuansheng, worried he might have already eaten.

Du Heng went upstairs to call Xu Pinglin, hoping to use his connections to arrange a liver function test for Yang Yuansheng.

Meanwhile, Yu Haiting returned to his office with Xiao Li.

On the way back, Xiao Li looked puzzled. Once they reached the office, he couldn't help but ask, "Teacher Yu, the Dean is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner with excellent medical skills. Why does he still need to look at Western medicine check-up results?"

Yu Haiting glanced sideways at Xiao Li. "Why can't a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner look at test reports?"

Xiao Li looked conflicted. "The Dean's traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis is completely different from a Western medicine diagnosis. Is there any point in looking at the report?"

"How could it be useless? The diagnostic conclusions might differ, but that's just different terminology stemming from different philosophies. The patient's actual condition doesn't change; the lesion remains where it is. Regardless of whether it's traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, the ultimate goal is to treat the affected area.

The test report clearly indicates whether your treatment is affecting the lesion. Whether you attack the problem directly or take an indirect route, the ultimate outcome is what matters. Why shouldn't traditional Chinese medicine utilize such a method?"

As he spoke, Yu Haiting's expression became serious. "Furthermore, I need to correct a misconception you have. Strictly speaking, what we practice now is modern medicine, which is evidence-based medicine. For instance, even if you see a patient and are certain they have a particular condition, you cannot prescribe corresponding medication or other treatments if their various indicators and test results don't support your diagnosis.

The most obvious example involves tumors. Some hospitals stipulate that if a tumor hasn't reached a certain size and isn't causing significant symptoms, you cannot perform a biopsy or administer medication."

Yu Haiting spoke earnestly, and Xiao Li listened attentively.

"To be precise, Western medicine and traditional Chinese medicine, in their historical forms, are both traditional medicines, primarily guided by experience. For example, in the past, a very famous Western therapy was 'bloodletting therapy.' It was used for almost any ailment, and at one point in Europe, barbers were equivalent to doctors, as long as they could perform bloodletting.

The most infamous example is George Washington, the former president of the United States. After falling ill in 1799, he was treated with bloodletting therapy by his three attending doctors and died after being bled four times.

That is what traditional Western medicine truly was.

What we use today is modern medicine, which has evolved thanks to advancements in numerous disciplines like anatomy, biology, chemistry, and materials science."

Yu Haiting looked at Xiao Li with some disappointment, genuinely wondering what he had learned in school.

Didn't they offer a course on the history of medicine?

Unaware that Yu Haiting was lecturing Xiao Li, Du Heng, after calling Xu Pinglin and receiving an affirmative response, immediately headed to the backyard.

Just as he reached the door, Wu Buwei was already helping Yang Yuansheng pack, ready to leave.

"You haven't eaten breakfast, have you?"

"Almost. When I got here, he was just about to eat some buns."

"Good that he didn't."

After explaining things to Yang Yuansheng, Du Heng took Wu Buwei's car keys, and they drove to the Provincial First Hospital together.

When they arrived, Xu Pinglin had already made the arrangements. Du Heng then took Yang Yuansheng and unceremoniously cut in line.

Shortly thereafter, they received the test report, something others would have had to wait an hour for.

Comparing the Provincial First Hospital's test report with the one from the Health Clinic, the delight on Du Heng's face grew steadily.

Yang Yuansheng, seeing the joy on Du Heng's face, understood it must be good news and felt a surge of happiness. "Dean Du, is my illness cured?"

Du Heng composed himself and put the test sheet back into the bag. "We're not quite there yet for a complete cure. Don't worry, we'll treat it gradually. We can already see a glimmer of hope."

He handed the bag to Yang Yuansheng, then took out his phone to call Xu Pinglin and thank him for his help.

Afterward, not wanting to disturb Xu Pinglin further, he took Yang Yuansheng directly back to the Health Clinic.

Upon returning to the Health Clinic, Du Heng was about to drive into the backyard when he noticed several cars already parked there, along with some trucks carrying cement and gravel.

"Yang Yuansheng, you can get out here and go back to your hospital room first. I'll have to park the car outside." Seeing the situation in the yard, Du Heng had no choice but to reverse the car out.

After parking the car, he walked into the backyard and surmised that the renovation team Lu Zhongjiang had mentioned must have arrived.

Going upstairs to the office, Du Heng found Lu Zhongjiang there, indeed speaking with several workers.

Seeing Du Heng enter, Lu Zhongjiang stood up and made the introductions. "Dean, these are the renovation specialists I found. If you have any specific requirements for the renovation, you can tell them."

Du Heng shook his head. "No need, please go ahead with your arrangements."

"Very well." Lu Zhongjiang gave a few more instructions, then escorted the two specialists out of the office.

After they left, Lu Zhongjiang, without waiting for Du Heng to speak, asked, "Dean, our offices in the backyard have been cleared out. When should we move?"

"Let's move this weekend. It doesn't make a difference where we work." Du Heng wasn't particularly attached to the current Dean's office.

In fact, he had rarely used this office since assuming his position.

"By the way, should our current equipment room and examination room be moved over there as well?"

"They're already being painted and tidied up. We can move them once the paint is reasonably dry. At that point, the new building will house only the consultation rooms, the nurse station, and one duty room. The remaining space in the current building will be converted entirely into patient wards."

Lu Zhongjiang explained, then continued, "Dean, I also inquired about the cost of installing ultraviolet lamps and other such facilities. It's not very expensive. Should we get it all done now? Otherwise, we'll just have to reinstall everything later."

"You oversee the arrangements. As long as the funds are sufficient, it's best to get everything done in one go."

"Then I'll get in touch with them."

Du Heng nodded. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and asked, "Secretary Lu, how is that task from the Township Government progressing?"

Lu Zhongjiang hesitated for a moment before saying, "I've found solutions for most of them, but there's one I feel is a hopeless case; that one will likely end in failure. However, we can still submit the completed parts of the task next week."

"As long as the main task can be submitted, don't worry too much about those who don't make an effort themselves. By the way, how is Wang Lili doing? I've only seen her twice this past month. No problems on her end, I hope?"

"She spoke with me last week. She had her brother from her maternal family step in to help. He signed agreements with those two families regarding the planting of flowers, and her brother will collect them directly from their homes. It's all settled."

"So, she's not coming in this week? When she's back next week, make sure she covers a few extra night shifts."

Lu Zhongjiang was aware of the dynamic between Du Heng and Wang Lili and knew Du Heng was mostly teasing, so he didn't interject.