Yanjing 301 is known for surgery, especially orthopedics, but it does not mean that its traditional Chinese medicine department is not good. In fact, in this top hospital in China, every department is full of hidden dragons and tigers, and famous doctors are everywhere. Maybe a doctor in a white coat walks over the corridor, which is at the level of attending physicians.

Even Song Tianming agreed to let Chu Yang treat his daughter, so Qin Huaisheng naturally would not say much. Anyway, with Song Wan'er's current physical condition, even if the surgery is immediately performed, her right arm will not be able to be protected. Even if it is delayed until tomorrow, the situation will not change. Since Secretary Song wants to give it a try, let this young man try it. Qin Huaisheng is also looking forward to what methods can this young man who looks two years younger than his grandson use to save the arm of the patient with comminuted fracture.

The Traditional Chinese Medicine Building is about 200 meters away from the Special Orthopedics Building, but there are fast passages between each floor. Chu Yang and Qin Huaisheng didn’t have to go out of the building and arrived at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Building.

"Director Qin, why are you here in person?" Du Jingzhong, director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, was drinking leisurely there with a cup of nectar herbal tea. When he saw Qin Huaisheng bringing a young man he didn't know, he immediately stood up to greet him.

When he saw the young man's bloody right hand, he was immediately shocked again.

"Director Qin, what's wrong with this young man's hand? He is so serious, why don't he deal with it quickly? He wants tetanus!" Director Du asked worriedly.

"Director Du, why are you still here so late? Working overtime again?" Qin Huaisheng was surprised when he saw Du Jingzhong actually in the office.

"I have a paper in my hand. I can't handle it at home. Lao Qin, why are you here so late?" Du Jingzhong said, and got up and took out disinfectant and gauze from the medicine cabinet next to him, walked to Chu Yang and said, "Young man, I'll help you treat the wound first, so as not to have tetanus in a while."

"Thank you, no need, I will deal with it myself later." Chu Yang rejected Director Du's kindness, turned around and looked at Qin Huaisheng and said, "Director Qin, let's go to the pharmacy. Time is tight."

"Okay. Director Du is here too. Just tell him what you need." Qin Huaisheng said, briefly introducing the situation to Director Du. Then he asked Director Du to take Chu Yang to the pharmacy. He followed him. Although he didn't understand traditional Chinese medicine, he was also curious about what methods Chu Yang would use to treat Song Wan'er's injuries.

Xiao Duan, the doctor on duty in the pharmacy, was browsing his mobile phone and Weibo, and suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside. When he looked up, he turned off the screen of his phone nervously. He didn't expect Director Du to come over in person and hurriedly ran over and greeted him.

"Director Du, you are here, hello Director Qin!" Xiao Duan stood beside Du Jingzhong with a smile and greeted the two directors.

"Well, Xiao Duan, this is Dr. Chu Yang. He needs a few Chinese medicines. You can help him prepare them." Director Du nodded to Dr. Xiao Duan and signaled.

"Okay, come with me." Xiao Duan came to Chu Yang and led him into the pharmacy with a smile. Director Du personally brought the people with him, followed by Director Qin. These two are both 301 gods, so Xiao Duan dare not neglect!

"Oh, what's your hand~~" It was not until I entered the pharmacy that I saw Chu Yang tearing off a prescription note that Dr. Duan discovered that the young man's hand was injured. Just now, his attention was always on the two directors, so I didn't notice it.

"It's okay!" Chu Yang didn't even raise his head, but directly unscrewed the cap of a fountain pen on the table, barely clamped the pen with his index finger and thumb, and wrote quickly.

Five cents of pangolin, two cents of black-snake, three cents of blood exhaustion, eight cents of black-sting ant powder, three cents of viper bone... Chu Yang held a pen in his hand and kept writing on the letter paper. The wounds on his hand had already condensed, and a blood scab looked particularly terrifying.

However, Chu Yang's handwriting was not messy at all. Even if he only pinched his words with two fingers, his pen was still like a dragon and snake, and his strength was penetrated by the back of the paper!

"Good words!" Seeing the prescription written by Chu Yang under his nose, Du Jingzhong couldn't help but blurt out!

He is a family of traditional Chinese medicine. He was asked by his father to copy "The Objective of Materia Medica" and "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" since he was a child. Even if he looks at Yan Yan's calligraphy world, he is still famous. The words that can attract his eyes are naturally not bad!

Qin Huaisheng was also watching from the side, but unfortunately he didn't understand traditional Chinese medicine. Although he could see that Chu Yang wrote good words, he couldn't recognize a few of the medicines.

Chu Yang wrote down the "brushing" in one go, and wrote a piece of paper to prescribe this prescription. The prescription he prescribed was naturally the same as the "bone-producing ointment" that helped his father Chu Guochang to get the leg bones last time. Song Wan'er's injuries were nothing but this medicine.

"Okay, just prepare the medicine according to this prescription. It should be fast. It is best to prepare it in half an hour. I will cook it." Chu Yang said, turning around and looking at Director Du and asked, "Director Du, there is a place to cook the medicine here."

"There are, but there are, but the young man, now they are automatically cooked by machine. It is very convenient and does not require manual cooking." Director Du reminded with a smile.

"No, the machine can't simmer, the temperature and the order of adding medicinal materials cannot be controlled." Chu Yang said simply.

When Du Jingzhong heard Chu Yang's words, he was secretly shocked. He was from a traditional Chinese medicine family, so he naturally understood the methods of boiling medicine in traditional Chinese medicine. Hearing Chu Yang mention the two points of "temperature" and "order", he immediately guessed whether Chu Yang wanted to use special pharmaceutical techniques.

For ordinary Chinese medicine, you only need to put the medicinal materials into water at one time to boil them slowly, because the effect will eventually be mixed together, and the effect is the same, but this is only for ordinary Chinese medicine. Du Jingzhong knew that some particularly powerful Chinese medicines can use unique techniques such as heat and order to boil some special medicines, but those are all secrets that are not passed on. Even if he is, he can only know two or three techniques passed down from his ancestors.

"No problem, I'll take you to a place where you can cook medicine by hand later." Du Jingzhong said to Chu Yang, and at the same time he looked at Chu Yang's hand again.

The two white hand bones were suddenly stuck outside, looking shocking. Du Jingzhong couldn't help asking again: "Young man, don't you really need to deal with your hands first?"

"No, it will be uncovered later anyway, it will be troublesome." Chu Yang said indifferently. His bone wounds, like Song Wan'er's, need to be used to heal the "bone cream" he made himself. Naturally, he would not use the ordinary hospital potions to treat the wound at this time.

"Okay, then." Du Jingzhong said, no longer mentioning this matter, but waited for Dr. Xiao Duan to finish the medication.

Dr. Duan is also an old man in the Chinese medicine department. He has been working in the pharmacy for seven and a half years and graduated from the Yanjing Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He is naturally familiar with the small things like catching medicine. What's more, Chu Yang's handwriting is beautiful and his strokes are very clear. There is no sign of being unable to recognize it or not, so he grabbed the medicine very quickly.

But when he caught the lower third of the prescription, his movements became slower and slower.

"Wild Cordyceps sinensis, wild Siberian tiger bones..." Xiao Duan muttered these medicinal materials, and was becoming more and more surprised!

Even the Grade A hospitals like them don’t have much stock. If you follow this prescription, the direct cost of this medicine is probably 2,000 yuan per piece. What disease requires so many precious medicinal materials?

But this is nothing. When he saw the last main medicine "Changbai Mountain Wild Ginseng, which is over fifty years old", his hand trembled and almost threw the prescription to the ground.

"Is this kid a funny guy invited by a monkey? Let me play with it. He actually has the nerve to write this medicine on the prescription? Don't he know that this kind of thing is more expensive than gold? If there is really such a thing, would it be placed in such an ordinary pharmacy?

Holding the medicines that had just been grabbed in his hand, putting them on the table. Looking at the three people waiting there, Dr. Xiao Duan handed the prescription back to Chu Yang and said, "Brother, you really treat our hospital as a treasure house?"

He said, pointing to the main medicine on the prescription and said to Director Du: "Director, look, the main medicine is wild ginseng over fifty years old. Not to mention that our pharmacy does not have this thing, but Beijing City Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan Scan

"Wild ginseng over fifty years old?" Director Du was also surprised to see the main medicine used in Chu Yang's prescription. He had just looked at Chu Yang's words, but he really didn't notice the medicines he prescribed.

"Are you sure you really want to use this kind of ginseng? Do you know how strong the medicinal properties of wild ginseng over fifty years are? If you don't do it well, it will kill people!" Director Du stared at Chu Yang and asked seriously.

"This medicine must be needed, and fifty years is the minimum requirement. If you can't do it, I'll tell Secretary Song and let him find a way." Chu Yang didn't have time to talk nonsense with this director. The current situation is that it would be more dangerous for Wan'er to be injured!

"Wait~~~" Director Du called out Chu Yang who was about to walk out, stood there and pondered for a while before looking at him and said, "Come with me!"

Then, he took Chu Yang, Qin Huaisheng and the other two to leave the pharmacy, turned around and walked towards his private office.

Looking at the backs of the three people leaving, a flash of heat flashed in Dr. Xiao Duan's eyes. Judging from this, the old director really has that kind of treasure in his hand. It's a pity that the other person didn't call him over and he still had to be on duty here. It seems that he didn't have the chance to open his eyes.

Du Jingzhong's private office is very large, with an area of ​​about 100 square meters. The decoration is mainly solid wood, with Chinese style and antique flavor. It is not like a doctor's office, but like a study.

After taking the two people into this office, Du Jingzhong walked to a small safe in the southwest corner, took out the key and twisted it twice, entered a row of passwords, and then opened the cabinet and carefully took out a jade box from it.

"There are two pieces of Changbai Mountain old ginseng from 70 years old, which should be enough for you."

"Okay, I'll go and boil the medicine now and take me there." Chu Yang said simply by taking the jade box from Du Jingzhong's hand without hesitation.

Seeing Chu Yang holding his two treasures in his hand so casually, Du Jingzhong's eyes twitched, but he also knew that it was not the time when he felt sorry for his two old ginseng. Secretary Song was still waiting for this kid's medicine!
Chapter completed!