542: Chapter 542 Strange Patient 542: Chapter 542 Strange Patient “Based on this prescription, it should work after two doses,” Ye Mai said, and then looked towards Tangyu, “Captain Tang, I wonder what you think of my prescription?”
“I have no opinion, I’m eating,” Tangyu still didn’t turn around.
Ye Mai hummed lightly at the corner of his mouth, “Captain Tang, then I’d like to ask for your advice.
You wouldn’t be so stingy as to not impart a thing or two, would you?”
Only then did Tangyu put down his chopsticks and turn his head to look at Ye Mai.
It seemed that this guy was bent on comparing skills with him today.
Ignoring him was not an option.
Tangyu pursed his lips and said, “Do you really want me to comment?”
“Hehe, of course, I hope Captain Tang can impart a thing or two,” Ye Mai said.
He was a Medicine King’s descendent with very strong capabilities in pharmacotherapy.
Prescribing was his forte.
Tangyu said, “Alright, then I’ll just say it.
The prescription you’ve written is indeed very good.
It’s optimized over several prescriptions mentioned in medical textbooks and even enhances their effects.
As far as the prescription itself goes, it really is impeccable, and I can’t think of a better one.
Half a month’s time is also very short, and it’s guaranteed to cure the illness.
However, do you not think it’s a bit of overkill?”
Ye Mai’s face immediately darkened slightly, and he frowned as he looked at Tangyu.
“This is like using ‘Pioneer’ for a minor cold, sure, a cold treated with ‘Pioneer’ will indeed be cured quickly and effectively.
Your prescription is good and fast-acting, too.
But don’t you think your prescription is a bit too potent for his condition, which doesn’t seem too severe?
And have you not noticed that some of the herbs in your prescription are quite expensive?
I’ve roughly calculated, and for half a month of your treatment, the disease will certainly be cured, but the cost of the herbs alone would conservatively be over thirty thousand.
Of course, you’ll say he isn’t short of money, and over thirty thousand isn’t much for him.
True, but we as medical practitioners should consider using the most suitable prescription to cure people’s diseases.
If I were to prescribe, I could cure him with only around one or two thousand in costs, but of course, it will take longer, probably a bit over a month,” Tangyu said.
Ye Mai obviously felt uncomfortable: “I’m just treating the disease, and I’m using what I think is the best method.
Treating a disease naturally costs money, and since he can afford it, why must a different method be used?
Erectile dysfunction isn’t like a common cold; it doesn’t recur, so I don’t see any problem with using better medication.
On the contrary, it could also improve his overall health, what’s wrong with that?”
Tangyu nodded, “Right, there’s nothing wrong with that.
I mentioned your prescription is indeed the best for treating the illness.
I’m just speaking from a doctor’s perspective on this matter.
What if the person you were treating today were someone very poor?
Could he afford your prescription?
Do you think it would cure his illness well?
Do you think your prescription can be widely promoted?
A prescription that only a few can afford, I don’t think it’s that good.
A prescription that can’t even be widely promoted, I also don’t think it’s a good prescription.
Arguing about this with me seems pointless.
You’re not wrong, you just haven’t considered your medical skills at a higher level,” Tangyu said.
Ye Mai was shocked.
Although he didn’t like to hear these words, upon reflection he found them not unreasonable.
If it took a fortune to cure an illness, then it would lose the essence of traditional Chinese medicine.
“Then I’d like to hear what your superior ideas are, Captain Tang,” Ye Mai said still somewhat unconvinced.
Tangyu said, “I just need to replace those few expensive herbs in your prescription with a few common ones…”
After hearing Tangyu’s prescription, Ye Mai also deeply furrowed his brows and fell into thought.
After a long while, he looked up at Tangyu.
Gritting his teeth, he said, “Fine, I admit your prescription is a bit more suitable for the general population.
It’s indeed as you said, cheaper and yet it cures the disease, it just takes a little longer.
But I don’t think my prescription is inferior to yours.”
Tangyu curled his lip, “I didn’t say your prescription was worse.”
Seeing the two doctors spar, Du Hao also glanced back and forth between Tangyu and Ye Mai, “So, which prescription should I actually use?”
“Whichever you prefer.
You’ve heard both, so pick which one you like,” Ye Mai said.
He had intended to show off in front of Tangyu and also flaunt himself in front of Fang Yishui, but things hadn’t gone as planned.
Far from gaining any advantage, he had let Tangyu pinpoint a flaw.
Disappointment filled Ye Mai’s heart.
However, he had to admit that Tangyu was indeed very skillful in his use of prescriptions.
The prescription he made was also brand new, nowhere to be found in any medical book, and something Ye Mai had never considered.
Being able to create a unique prescription indicated that Tangyu’s level of understanding in pharmacology had reached very high levels.
“Okay, thank you so much,” Du Hao repeatedly expressed his gratitude and left immediately.
“That’s what you get for showing off, just be careful not to get struck by lightning,” Zhao Yaya muttered, but upon receiving a glare from Guo Momo, she promptly shut her mouth.
Fang Zhendong’s gaze towards Tangyu also carried a touch of astonishment.
He knew Tangyu was strong, as many young masters in Donglin City had suffered at his hands.
However, he had not expected Tangyu’s medical skills to be so formidable.
Ye Mai was a descendent of the Medicine King and had truly inherited the Medicine King’s skills.
Although he hadn’t practiced openly in Donglin City, his reputation had already spread.
Fang Zhendong naturally had high hopes for Ye Mai, thinking that he would surely become the new Medicine King.
He had heard of the Traditional Chinese Medicine-Western Medicine Exchange Conference and knew that Ye Mai had joined the traditional Chinese medicine team, but he never expected that Tangyu had also been invited to the team and even became the team captain.
What did this imply?
It meant that Tangyu’s medical skills were not inferior to Ye Mai’s.
How had this unknown individual become so incredibly skilled?
This struck Fang Zhendong hard and was difficult for him to accept.
He had disliked Tangyu from the beginning.
He actually cared a lot for Fang Yishui and was obsessed with the idea that she should marry into a good family.
With heir scarcity in the Fang Family, it was just him and Fang Yishui.
He disliked Tangyu because he thought Tangyu wasn’t good enough for Fang Yishui.
But now, he seemed to have been wrong.
Fang Zhendong was a person with a fierce desire to excel, and even upon realizing his mistake about Tangyu, he didn’t want to admit he was wrong.
“Doctor, I’ve been feeling very uncomfortable in my chest recently, can you take a look for me too?” a woman suddenly said.
Ye Mai glanced at her and said, “Okay, come here and I’ll take a look at you.”
The woman immediately came over joyfully.
Seeing this, the others also began to complain about their discomforts, and even people from outside came in.
In a short time, a considerable crowd had gathered around Ye Mai, chattering nonstop.
Ye Mai waved his hand and said, “Everyone, calm down a bit, please.
Don’t rush; we’ll go one by one.
If there isn’t any order, then I won’t be able to see you all.”
The crowd immediately quieted down and formed a line.
“Still playing the good guy, I really can’t stand people like that, clearly just trying to challenge the good Samaritan brother.
Good Samaritan brother, why don’t you go and have a medical duel with him, beat him soundly so that he won’t dare to compete with you for women anymore,” Zhao Yaya said.
Tangyu gave Zhao Yaya a displeased look and said, “Eat your meal.
It’s too noisy here; let’s leave quickly after we finish.
I have things to do this afternoon.”
“Let’s just ignore them and focus on our meal, so we can leave after finishing,” Fang Yishui said.
Zhao Yaya, while eating braised pork, said to Fang Yishui, “You must be feeling pretty smug right now, huh?
Someone wants to have a medical duel with the good Samaritan brother just for you, and they’re even holding free clinics here?”
“What’s there to be smug about, my head hurts.
You wouldn’t understand even if I told you, just eat your braised pork,” Fang Yishui replied irritably, thinking of Zhao Yaya as a little girl who was more trouble than she looked.
“Psh, who says I wouldn’t understand?
I’ve watched plenty of these melodramas, thank you very much,” Zhao Yaya retorted.
Guo Momo said, “From now on, you’re not allowed to watch TV dramas or read novels.”
“Ah—Momo, don’t do this to me, you’re killing me here,” Zhao Yaya immediately pleaded for mercy.
On Ye Mai’s side, the free clinic began, and he quickly diagnosed each patient, rapidly prescribing medicine.
However, word about the remarkable traditional Chinese medicine clinic spread, and though people came and went, the crowd around Ye Mai didn’t seem to lessen much; he felt almost overwhelmed by the bustle.
Some were there for minor stomachaches or colds, and thankfully, there weren’t any serious cases—mostly minor ailments.
Ye Mai was working hard to perform his duties while Tangyu and others enjoyed their meal.
After being busy for more than half an hour, when no more patients were coming, Ye Mai finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a piece of paper.
He decided he would never do such a thing again—if it killed him.
What made Ye Mai even more depressed was that from beginning to end, Tangyu and Fang Yishui didn’t give his clinic a single glance.
If he’d known it would be like this, he wouldn’t have done the clinic.
It really was a thankless task.
“Fang Yishui, if you want to learn medicine, I can teach you.
There’s no need to seek out someone else as your master.
I think for a girl, it’s best to learn pharmacology—that’s my specialty,” Ye Mai offered.
Fang Yishui turned around and gave Ye Mai a peculiar smile.
“Who told you I was learning medicine from my master?
I’ve never been interested in traditional Chinese medicine; I certainly have no desire to learn it.
To be precise, I don’t like spending all my time around doctors; I feel like we wouldn’t have much in common.”
Ye Mai furrowed his brows and glanced at Fang Zhendong, who said, “I forgot to tell you, Yishui is learning Kung Fu from Tangyu, not medicine.”
“Kung Fu?” Ye Mai’s brows furrowed further.
Fang Yishui nodded, “Yes, Kung Fu, Huaxia martial arts.
That you wouldn’t understand.
This is what I like, so now you know why I chose him as my master.
Alright, we’re done eating.
If you want to continue with your free clinic, go ahead; we’re leaving.”
“But you just said you don’t like hanging around people who study medicine, isn’t Tangyu a doctor?” Ye Mai challenged with a raised eyebrow.
Fang Yishui replied, “My master is different from you, completely different.
Like I said, you wouldn’t understand.”
“…”
Just then, a young girl’s voice came from the doorway, “I heard there’s a doctor offering free medical treatment here.
Could you treat my grandfather’s illness?” A girl about fifteen or sixteen years old came in, supporting an elderly man.