"Rules are dead, but people are alive; a medical license sometimes can’t prove anything. Especially in an emergency situation, we should not rigidly adhere to protocols but handle things on a case-by-case basis. Besides, Director Ge is acting with good intentions—how can you doubt him? Is he really going to deceive you? Could he possibly have come here with the deliberate intention of harming Governor Sang?" Upon hearing this, Director Zheng’s face darkened slightly, showing a trace of dissatisfaction as he glanced at the experts in the meeting room.
Director Zheng’s other remarks were dismissed by the people in the conference room.
That was Deputy Governor Sang, after all. Who would dare to make an exception and let a Chinese medicine practitioner without a medical license meddle in his treatment? Only if they were out of their mind!
However, Director Zheng’s last statement struck them like a thunderclap, jolting them awake.
Indeed, that was Deputy Governor Sang. Who would dare to come here to harm him? If Director Ge wasn’t really capable, how would he dare to intervene in Deputy Governor Sang’s treatment?
Of course, this was only hindsight. If Director Zheng hadn’t treated Ge Dongxu with the deference due from a subordinate to a superior, even if they clearly understood this, they would never have taken Ge Dongxu seriously.
"Yes, Director Zheng is right. We were stuck in a rigid thought pattern and failed to appreciate Director Ge’s good intentions. We ask Mr. Ge not to take offense," the experts quickly apologized to Ge Dongxu.
However, it was not difficult to detect from their words that these Western medicine experts still harbored doubts about Ge Dongxu’s medical skills, hence referring to his actions as good intentions rather than acknowledging any excellence in his medical expertise.
"Director Ge, please don’t be upset by my attitude just now. I now formally invite you to join the consultation for my husband and ask that you accept this invitation," Feng Yaping said to Ge Dongxu, bowing sincerely and earnestly.
"No blame attaches to the ignorant. I accept your invitation. But as a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, I still need to take Governor Sang’s pulse myself to reach a conclusion," Ge Dongxu stated.
When Ge Dongxu said this, a look of skepticism flickered across the faces of the experts in the meeting room.
The testing equipment and methods of Western medicine are universally acknowledged as the most advanced and accurate. Even in Chinese medicine hospitals, many practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine, after taking a patient’s pulse, would still recommend an ultrasound or similar diagnostic test.
After all, machines are not prone to error, but the diagnosis can be mistaken due to the doctor’s abilities or the patient’s varying physical condition.
However, this time, even though the experts were skeptical at heart, none dared to admonish Ge Dongxu outright; some even nodded hurriedly and agreed, "Right, right, for Deputy Governor Sang’s condition, we indeed need Director Ge to take his pulse before we can conclude."
"Director Ge, the angiographic images are already quite clear; Elder Sang’s condition is indeed as Director Li stated. If you were to take his pulse, the diagnosis would be the same. What I want to know now is whether you think, with your traditional Chinese medicine skills, conservative treatment is an option for Elder Sang’s condition? If you also say there is no way, then I don’t want to delay any longer. Because every minute we waste, Elder Sang is at greater risk," Feng Yaping said, involving her husband in this matter, not hiding her doubts due to Ge Dongxu’s change in status and giving voice to her thoughts after a moment’s deliberation.
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"President Feng, I heard from Professor Tang on the way here that you are the president of the University of Chinese Medicine and also trained in traditional Chinese medicine. You must know that traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes looking at the whole. The current angiographic images only show Deputy Governor Sang’s heart condition; they can’t show what’s really going on with him as a whole. And these images can only provide a rough outline of the heart; the true minute changes within must be determined through traditional Chinese methods of inspection, listening, questioning, and pulse-taking," Ge Dongxu countered with a wave of his hand.
"President Feng, I can say that Director Ge’s medical skills are the most impressive I’ve ever seen. I once had a patient with a severe heart condition, who had been seen by countless doctors, both Chinese and Western, and even had a National Medical Master from the capital try to help, all to no avail, but after Director Ge’s intervention, the patient has now completely recovered. It’s precisely for this reason that I took the liberty of inviting Director Ge. So whatever Mr. Ge says, please do as he suggests. Should there be any problem, I will take full responsibility," Tang Yiyuan interjected with a serious face, preempting Feng Yaping as her lips seemed to move, as if she were about to raise another doubt.
"Thank you, Director Ge, and thank you, Professor Tang. My lack of proficiency prompted my earlier doubts. From now on, I will fully trust Director Ge. Should there be any issue, I will take responsibility; it has nothing to do with Director Ge and Professor Tang," Feng Yaping said decisively, a woman with considerable resolve who immediately responded with a firm tone after hearing Tang Yiyuan speak to such an extent. Continue your adventure with freewebnovel
"Let’s wait until I have had a look; perhaps I too will be powerless, as the heart is not like other organs," Ge Dongxu said indifferently.
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The Western medical experts secretly sneered upon hearing this, convinced that Ge Dongxu had begun to look for a way out.
They simply did not believe that such a severe heart problem could be cured by Traditional Chinese Medicine.
At this moment, Governor Sang was in the intensive care unit, connected to numerous devices and inhaling oxygen, though his consciousness was still clear.
Seeing a crowd escort a young man into the room, which even included his wife and the head of the Public Security Department, Zheng, Governor Sang’s eyes revealed a hint of confusion.
Feng Yaping knew the cause of Governor Sang’s confusion and went up to the bedside to whisper an explanation in his ear.
When Governor Sang heard that even Director Zheng addressed Ge Dongxu as "Director," a look of shock appeared on his face, and his gaze turned toward Director Zheng, seemingly seeking confirmation from him.
Director Zheng evidently understood what Governor Sang was implying and nodded slightly at him, giving an affirmative answer.
After receiving the confirmation, Governor Sang turned his gaze towards Ge Dongxu and struggled to sit up.
"Professor Tang and President Feng stay behind; the rest of you, please step outside," Ge Dongxu said, stepping forward to pat Governor Sang, signaling him not to move.
Since Director Zheng addressed Ge Dongxu as "Director," who else would dare to not follow his instruction? So, they all withdrew from the room.
Once everyone had left, Ge Dongxu placed his hand on Governor Sang’s wrist pulse.
A wisp of True Qi quietly entered Governor Sang’s meridians through his fingers, moving along the Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian towards Governor Sang’s heart.
At this point, Ge Dongxu’s expression became quite serious as he carefully directed the wisp of True Qi to check on Governor Sang’s heart condition.
Governor Sang’s heart condition, as the Western medical expert had said, was very bleak.
Of course, that was in the eyes of the Western medical experts. For Ge Dongxu, even a year or two ago, he would have been able to treat such a condition conservatively with Traditional Chinese Medicine, although the treatment period would have been quite lengthy, possibly taking several years. But now, with an Air Cyclone developed in the heart and True Qi moving in and out of it, Ge Dongxu’s understanding of the heart had far surpassed his past knowledge. Moreover, with the inherited medical skills from Ge Hong, what seemed to Western medical experts as a very bleak heart condition was, in Ge Dongxu’s eyes, much easier to treat than Elder Feng’s condition.
Elder Feng’s condition was deep-rooted and intricately complex, while Governor Sang’s was relatively simple, being only a heart problem.
After assessing Governor Sang’s condition, Ge Dongxu quietly breathed a sigh of relief and then released Governor Sang’s wrist.
"Director Ge, how is Elder Sang’s condition? Is conservative treatment possible?" Feng Yaping asked urgently as soon as Ge Dongxu let go.
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