Although Wang Youqing didn't say whether he was cured, since they're here to present a banner, the fact is right in front of them, whether they believe it or not.
At this moment, people queuing up at the laboratory for blood tests were also in shock, casting glances at Hu Meiqiao and her group.
Especially those visiting the Health Center for the first time, upon hearing this, were astounded.
"Is it true that an illness that couldn't be cured by the First and Ninth Hospitals was cured by a doctor at the Health Center?"
"Not urinating for half a month, just the thought of it is terrifying. This time, let's see what those who doubted Dr. Lu have to say. He truly has skills."
"Is Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) really so amazing? Able to cure illnesses that even Western medicine cannot?" Some remained skeptical, considering that TCM, though not dead now, is far behind the currently dominant Western medicine, lacking not just a little.
This skepticism quickly displeased an old man wearing glasses: "What's wrong with TCM? Let me tell you, TCM is no worse than Western medicine. TCM is our country's cultural treasure, passed down for thousands of years. Before Western medicine existed, everyone relied on TCM, saving countless lives.
Moreover, the country is paying more attention to TCM now. I think the revival of TCM is just a matter of time.
If TCM were useless, how come so many countries are stealing our TCM recipes and learning about it? Would they value our TCM if it was useless?"
The old man's words immediately resonated with many, giving them some insight into TCM.
The old man paused, looked at the person, and continued: "Besides, Dr. Lu has cured not just one illness that Western medicine couldn't handle.
Last week, there was a ten-month-old baby who swallowed a screw, and just the other day, a couple informed by the First Hospital to prepare for the end, who just went into Dr. Lu's office with Dean Hu, all showed improvement after Dr. Lu's treatment.
The patient named Zhang Song, whom I've seen before, was here at the Health Center when they came. At that time, seeing him, I would have believed he was halfway to the Yama Hall, but can you believe, after Dr. Lu's treatment, looking at his complexion now, it's rosy, and if not for looking a bit weak, would you believe he was seriously ill?
You might say there aren't many skilled TCM doctors now, but you can't say our TCM is useless.
There are still skilled TCM doctors, but they're hard to find; yet from another perspective, haven't we found one here?
I heard Dr. Lu is a master's graduate from Zhijiang University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Of course, that's not important. What's important is that Dr. Lu has been immersed in TCM since childhood, guided by elders.
A TCM graduate isn't necessarily skilled, but the value of one with a family heritage? You just need to look at Dr. Lu.
TCM is rising, that's undeniable; Dr. Lu is proof. I believe that in the future, more TCM doctors like Dr. Lu will emerge, showing the world that TCM hasn't fallen silent, but only took a break after wartime, and now it's marching into the new era at great speed.
As ordinary people, what we need to do is trust TCM and give it time. The cultural treasure of thousands of years of our country couldn't possibly lose to Western medicine that has only risen for a few hundred years."
"Well said, sir!"
"A wake-up call!"
A young man applauded loudly.
The others also followed with applause.
The old man cupped his hands to the crowd, after finishing his blood test, said to everyone: "I'll go get a number for Dr. Lu. Lately, I've been feeling unwell, and even after numerous exams and lots of Western medicine, it's not getting better. If I don't see him now, it won't be easy to get an appointment with Dr. Lu later."
He said this and walked towards the elevator with a cane.
At the laboratory, people looked at each other, slightly puzzled by the old man's last words.
What did he mean by saying it's hard to get an appointment with Dr. Lu?
As everyone was confused, someone answered: "Dr. Lu has cured so many people consecutively, especially severe cases that couldn't be handled by Western medicine. Once these things get around, you can imagine how many people will be scrambling for an appointment with Dr. Lu."
Everyone suddenly realized.
People tend to follow the trend, especially given Lu Xuan's record of treating three severe cases successfully, prompting more people who didn't improve with Western medicine to try to get an appointment with Lu Xuan out of curiosity.
The nearby communities are mostly inhabited by the elderly, many of whom are sick. Who knows how many will come to see Dr. Lu then?
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Traditional Chinese Medicine Department.
After presenting the banner and expressing their gratitude to Lu Xuan, Wang Shengyu and the others soon left.
Hu Meiqiao looked at the three banners hanging on the wall, feeling immensely moved.
Who could have imagined that the young man who reported in just last week, and was even kicked out of the District Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, would, in less than two weeks at the Health Center, have already cured three severe cases that major hospitals were helpless against, and consequently received three banners?
The banners personally delivered by patients are the greatest encouragement and trust a doctor can receive.
Banners, worth only tens or hundreds of dollars, mean more than money to any doctor.
Hu Meiqiao took a deep look at the three banners and suddenly turned around with a serious face: "Lu, do you want to go to a big hospital?"
"The City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine might be a stretch, but for other District Hospitals of Traditional Chinese Medicine, I can speak to the leaders of the District Health Bureau. With your skills, any place would welcome you."
She thought Lu Xuan would agree without hesitation, after all, nobody would want to stay at a Health Center for too long. But to her surprise, Lu Xuan refused.
Lu Xuan shook his head: "I want to, but it's not the right time yet."
Hu Meiqiao's eyes widened in disbelief: "Lu, do you know that staying at the Health Center significantly affects your career prospects? You can't change the current state of TCM here at the Health Center."
"Dean, I know, but I still want to stay at the Health Center for now." Lu Xuan's face showed determination.
Previously, he would have wanted to leave the health center immediately, to go anywhere as long as it wasn't the Health Center.
But now, Lu Xuan understands it's not the right time yet.
Having just graduated, he's only qualified as a licensed physician, not even an attending Traditional Chinese Medicine doctor. At a big hospital, he won't have the opportunity to practice independently. Even if he's capable, it would cause significant opposition.
It's not an unrealistic scenario.
Being talented invites jealousy, being virtuous invites difficulties.
Especially since he's still so young, just recently graduated from the university of Chinese medicine, there already exists the stigma against him, and his current reputation hasn't reached the level where he can ignore it.
Rather than going to a big hospital now, it's better to stay at the Health Center and build up experience.
A good meal isn't afraid of being late; fame doesn't need to be shouted out.
For Lu Xuan, these are all things that will happen sooner or later.
No matter how urgently he wants to change the current attitude towards TCM, it's not something that can be achieved overnight.
Lu Xuan's insistence on staying is undoubtedly moving.
Hu Meiqiao didn't say anything further but kept this sentiment in her heart.
With Lu Xuan's skills, he would be welcomed anywhere, yet he chose to stay.
Perhaps, indeed, Lu Xuan has his plans, but regardless, Lu Xuan staying benefits the health center the most, and her, personally.
This sentiment, she couldn't ignore.
After Hu Meiqiao left, Lu Xuan looked at the three banners, his face not showing the initial joy of receiving them but rather a certain gravitas.
He knew, from the moment he received the banners, the burden and responsibility on his shoulders had grown heavier.
"Dr. Lu."
As he was pondering, there suddenly came a knock at the door.
Lu Xuan turned and saw an elderly man at the door with a cane.
"Sir, is there something you need from me?"
Seeing that the man had difficulty moving, Lu Xuan hurried up to him with concern.
He didn't think much of it, as it was still early for anyone to come to the Chinese medicine department for a consultation. He assumed the elderly man was just here to ask about something else.
"I have some health issues and wanted to see you." The elderly man said with a cheerful smile.
This early, someone already made an appointment?
Lu Xuan was slightly surprised but still invited the elderly man to come in.
"Sir, please have a seat and, if you can, tell me about your symptoms."
"My name is Ji Yongfeng."
Ji Yongfeng introduced himself as he began to describe his health condition.