Master Doctor in the City

Hearing what Li Yifan said, Ye Chen smiled instead. In his opinion, Liu Ziqi is just one of his female patients. As for the relationship between boy and girl friends, Xu Jiaojiao is more appropriate.

The two classes in the afternoon are Liao Bingxue's class, and they are still talking about the basic principles of TCM diagnostics. Liao Bingxue will have one class, and Ye Chen will then have the second class.

From this point of view, whether it is the professors or the students in the class, Ye Chen feels that Ye Chen is no worse than the old TCM professors in this respect.

After the two classes in the afternoon, when Liao Bingxue left the classroom, Ye Chen naturally followed. After Liao Bingxue took the textbook back to the office, he and Ye Chen went to the parking lot.

When they came to the parking lot, they boarded their respective cars, and then went back to the direction of Liao's National Medical Center in the city. About two hours later, Ye Chen and Liao Bingxue drove back to the door of the Liao's Traditional Chinese Medical Center, stopped the car, and stood at the door with Liao Bingxue.

However, Liao Bingxue found that the door was still locked, indicating that her grandfather had not returned from get off work. After Liao Bingxue opened the lock and let Ye Chen inside, she took another vegetable basket out to buy fresh vegetables.

Ye Chen sat there for about ten minutes, and saw Lao Liao returning to the door in a special car from the affiliated hospital. Looking at Mr. Liao, he was still very energetic.

However, the white hair on the other party's head looked a little dazzling.

It's normal to have gray hair when people are old. However, the elderly nowadays, under normal circumstances, will dye their hair, so under normal circumstances, very few old people see white hair.

Moreover, old Chinese doctors like Liao Lao are generally good at maintaining health. If it weren't for the situation that happened in Xiaowang Village that time, Ye Chen knew that Liao Lao's hair would definitely not be like that when he was less than 70.

"Boy, when did you come?" When Lao Liao came in and saw Ye Chen sitting there, he naturally seemed very happy.

"I just came back with Bingxue sister." Ye Chen said.

Liao Wenen went inside, took out the bad, then boiled a pot of water, put the good tea in, looked at him and asked, "Where is Xiaoxue?"

"She went shopping, she should be back soon." Ye Chen said.

Liao Wenen made the hot pot of tea, and after making it a second time, the tea smell was already strong. Liao Wenen first poured Ye Chen a glass, then poured himself a glass, and asked him about his recent situation.

Ye Chen simply told his situation. Apart from the fact that he was in college, he also treated the patient's situation.

For Liao Wenen, what he likes most to hear is that it is Ye Chen treating those patients and the recovery of those patients.

I have to say that although Ye Chen is going to class, he can usually spare so much time to treat patients. I am afraid that only Ye Chen can do it.

Of course, now he also knows about Ye Chen's nine major cases and the difficulties of the nine major associations of the University of Chinese Medicine.

From this point, he didn't think Ye Chen was young and energetic, but felt that the difference between those college students and Ye Chen's foundation in Chinese medicine was too great.

"What do you think of the university associations?" Liao Wenen looked at him and asked.

"Those associations may be helpful to those students, but I don't want to help much. Moreover, I think if those students want to learn well, the key is to rely on themselves." Ye Chen said.

"Then do you have any ideas to change them?" Liao Wenen saw again.

He knew that Ye Chen's TCM skills alone were very powerful, and at critical moments, such as in those plague areas, he could save many, many people. However, compared to Western medicine, Ye Chen is always alone. No matter how good a person is, what can he do?

Even if the medical skills of other people in TCM may not be as good as Ye Chen, if they are not much different from Ye Chen in TCM, then there is no doubt that this will be very useful for the re-emergence of TCM and even the promotion of TCM development. Useful.

"Yes, yes, but for the time being, I don't know how to change them!" Ye Chen said truthfully.

Judging from the situation of the key members of those associations, Ye Chen knew very well to what extent the level of most of their traditional Chinese medicine was.

Even, judging from the international students in the Taekwondo and Karate clubs, he is afraid that the level of members of those domestic associations is not as good as those of foreign students.

Now when Ye Chen said it, Liao Wenen was naturally a little lamented. The students who passed the exam with high scores could not even compare with the foreign students of Bangzi and Guizi. I don't know whose face is better?

While Ye Chen and Liao Wenen were still chatting, Liao Bingxue went out and bought fresh meat and vegetables for three people. When he saw Mr. Liao sitting there drinking tea, Liao Bingxue said, "Grandpa."

When Liao Bingxue took the meat dishes back to cook dinner, she seemed to feel that the granddaughter now had some changes compared to before.

However, he knew that the changes should not be big. Ye Chen looked at Liao Wenen, Liao Wenen felt a little inexplicable and asked: "What are you doing looking at me like this?"

"Lao Liao, your hair is still so white, don't you plan to turn back to black?" Ye Chen asked.

"I'm my age, can I change it back?" At first, the black hair turned white hair, and Liao Wenen was naturally not used to it. However, at that time, he focused on the plague zone and his granddaughter. Later, he gradually got used to the existence of gray hair, and when he returned to Shanghai, he did not want to cure those gray hairs.

"It should be okay. Moreover, your situation was not caused by nature, but because of that incident." Ye Chen said.

"Ye Chen, can you really turn my grandfather's gray hair back into black hair?" Liao Bingxue asked when she heard it from the kitchen.

"It should be possible." Ye Chen said.

"Then you let my grandfather change back. If it is dyed black hair, I still don't want to." Liao Bingxue said. Although the technology of hair dyeing is becoming more and more advanced nowadays, ordinary people really don't recognize it when white hair is dyed into black hair. However, those hair dyes are all chemical agents, which are slightly toxic. Frequent use of hair dyes is also very bad for the head.

If Chinese medicine can be used to turn white hair back into black hair, then it is naturally best.

After Ye Chen returned to Shanghai, he always thought that Lao Liao would find a prescription to turn his white hair back into black hair. Unexpectedly, the other party ignored it.

If it hadn't come this time, he hadn't really thought of it when he saw Lao Liao's gray hair. Now seeing Liao Bingxue talk about it, Mr. Liao is one of his best friends in Shanghai. He respects the old man. He naturally makes his hair back to the original black hair as much as possible.

"Don't have to be so troublesome, I'm used to it, and when people are old, it's normal for my hair to turn white." Liao Wenen said.

Liao Wenen thought about treating his gray hair and prescribing his own prescription for treatment. However, in many cases, when I get sick and prescribe my own medicine, it usually has no effect.

This unwritten rule, whether in Chinese medicine or Western medicine, exists as a curse. Therefore, the general doctors themselves will not prescribe the medicine themselves, nor will they ask someone they know to prescribe the medicine. Instead, they will go to a doctor they don’t know to prescribe the medicine.