Chapter 103: Offering
In March, spring is warm and flowers are blooming.

morning.

Guang'anmen, Chinese Medical Research Institute, in Mr. Pu's office.

Wang Mengde stood in front of Pu Lao, holding a small booklet in his hand and handed it to him respectfully.

"Sir, this is the revised content of my research on rickets over the past three months. Please have a look at it."

Years ago, he summarized dozens of prescriptions for rickets, and after three months of verification and modification of some of the contents, the work has finally come to an end.

In the future, as his experience and knowledge grow, he can just update it regularly.

"Oh, let me see."

Pu Lao reached out to take the booklet and said happily.

He has witnessed Wang Mengde's efforts and progress in the past few months. When he is seeing patients at Guang'anmen Hospital, he doesn't have to worry about any patients with rickets because his apprentice will treat them.

I can't say that the medicine can cure all diseases, but the pain of most patients has been well resolved.

Moreover, according to feedback from some patients in the later stage, the treatment basically achieved satisfactory results.

Mr. Pu looked through the book carefully. As he read, he nodded from time to time, and the smile on his face became more and more unstoppable.

It was almost noon when Pu Lao turned to the last page. After reading it, he did not speak immediately. Instead, he closed his eyes and thought for a moment before saying with a tired face:

"Meng De, I have nothing to say about your research results, and I don't have anything to add to the content.

very good."

Although he looked tired, his voice was indeed full of joy.

The talent and aptitude of this student shocked him again and again. Sometimes he thought that if Dean Zhou had not invited him to Beijing, he would never have met such a good student in his life.

"Thank you for your teaching, sir. Without your guidance, I would not have found the direction for my research." Wang Mengde said gratefully.

"Haha, Meng De, don't be so modest. As the saying goes, a master can only lead you to the door, but practice depends on yourself. If you don't have the talent, no matter how much I say, it will be useless.

Aren’t your senior brothers an example? They have all studied with me for decades, and I have taught them all my skills without reservation, but none of them has been able to produce such results.”

Mr. Pu felt angry whenever he mentioned those disciples.

In his heart, he was quite satisfied with his previous disciples. Although they could not become medical experts, they could all become the best in a certain area in the future. After comparing them with Wang Mengde, he felt that those disciples were all rotten wood that could not be carved.

After chatting for a few sentences, seeing the fatigue on Pu Lao's face, Wang Mengde hesitated for a moment and decided to take out the prescription and plaster formula he wrote last time when he had time in the afternoon.

"Meng De, is there anything else?" Seeing his hesitation, Pu Lao asked.

"Sir, I have a prescription and was planning to show it to you. It's noon now. Why don't you go eat first and I'll bring it to you in the afternoon." Wang Mengde said with a smile.

"Okay, if you're not in a hurry, then watch it this afternoon."

Mr. Pu indeed felt very tired, so he nodded and said.

"No rush, no rush."

"Well, go eat first."

Institute cafeteria.

These days, we have finally said goodbye to the daily routine of cabbage and radishes and have added some green to our dishes.

After ordering a portion of wild vegetables and three steamed buns made of double-grain flour, Wang Mengde held the lunch box and stood in the corner with Qian Dayong.

"Meng De, my teacher told me to tell you to come to the Acupuncture Research Institute this afternoon. It seems she has something to talk to you about."

Qian Dayong took a bite of the steamed bread, picked up a piece of wild vegetables with chopsticks, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it directly. Then, he suddenly remembered what Vice President Zhu had told him, and hurriedly spoke.

"What does President Zhu want to talk to me about?" Wang Mengde asked curiously.

He hasn't been to the Acupuncture Research Institute for a long time because he has been concentrating on organizing case records and prescriptions about rickets.

"It's probably something the teacher is researching new. It seems to be some kind of insect disease, but she didn't tell us the details." Qian Dayong looked around and said in a low voice.

"Okay, I'll go there later in the afternoon." Wang Mengde agreed.

His current research has come to an end, and he will have time to show another prescription to Mr. Pu for review in the afternoon.

After dinner, the two of them strolled around the institute for a few more laps, and soon it was time to go to work.

After a rest at noon, Pu Lao seemed to have recovered his spirit, so Wang Mengde handed him the prescription and the formula of the plaster.

Pu Lao looked relaxed after taking a glance at the prescription. However, after seeing the combination of the dozen or so herbs, his face changed and he uttered "eh".

He stared at the paper for a long time, then read the formula of the plaster again, and then said with a puzzled look:
"Meng De, this prescription of yours should also be used to treat rickets, but there is a big problem with it. It is not on the same level as the prescription in the booklet you gave me this morning."

After a pause, he frowned and continued, "Usually, when we treat leukorrhea, although we need to make a dialectical analysis, the basis is still to clear away heat and dampness, and to activate blood circulation and dredge the collaterals. The purpose of regulation is achieved by strengthening the spleen, removing dampness, clearing heat, and dredge the collaterals.

But your prescription is mainly for reducing inflammation and promoting urination, and the plaster also has the effect of reducing swelling and relieving pain, which is completely a temporary solution and not a cure for the disease."

This prescription should be very effective in relieving the symptoms of rickets, but it is completely based on the principle of treating the symptoms rather than the cause, and has nothing to do with the holistic theory of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

After patients take it, there will indeed be obvious effects, but the probability of recurrence in the later stage should also be 100%.

"Sir, the main purpose of my prescription is to reduce inflammation, promote urination, reduce swelling, and relieve pain. It does not require dialectical analysis. It will relieve symptoms for most patients with rheumatism.

Moreover, combined with plasters, it can quickly relieve the patient's pain, is effective in a short period of time, can be taken repeatedly, and has very few side effects."

Wang Mengde explained.

After hearing his words, Pu Lao's beard almost stood up and his expression suddenly became very ugly.

Before Pu Lao opened his mouth, Wang Mengde said, "Sir, this prescription can be mass-produced according to the formula. Besides, these medicines are not intended to be sold domestically.

I checked some literature and found that there are much more patients with schizophrenia abroad than in China. They don't have any good methods and can only take some painkillers to relieve the symptoms, but the side effects of painkillers are too great.

We produce the medicine and export it abroad through special channels. This will not only earn foreign exchange, but also help to establish the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine abroad."

"Oh, that's your purpose." After hearing his explanation, Pu Lao's expression immediately eased.

He picked up the prescription again and read it carefully. After a while, he said, "Your prescription is very bold and unique. Most people would never think of it.

I thought about it and although it doesn’t cure the root cause, it works quickly for most cases of rickets and has minimal side effects. It is indeed much better than Western medicine painkillers.”

Mr. Pu has some prejudices against addictive drugs such as painkillers. He thinks that such drugs are completely contrary to traditional Chinese medicine and are two extremes.

"Sir, I worked out the recipe based on this effect. I have used this plaster on patients before, and you have seen its effect."

Wang Mengde continued.

During these few months of seeing patients, he sometimes used homemade ointments. Although the pain-relieving effect was not as quick as his acupuncture and massage, it was better than painkillers.

"Let me think about it. Don't tell anyone else about this recipe."

Pu Lao rubbed his brows and gave instructions.

"Sir, don't worry, I won't tell anyone else." Wang Mengde said.

He wouldn't be stupid enough to tell everyone about this kind of thing.

"Sir, Vice President Zhu wants to see me. If there is nothing else, I'll go over first."

"Well, go ahead." Pu Lao waved his hand.

He now needs to calm down and think carefully about what Wang Mengde had just said, considering the feasibility and possible impact.

Acupuncture Research Institute.

In the laboratory, Vice President Zhu, several staff members, and Wang Mengde gathered together.

As for Qian Dayong and several students, they can only stay outside obediently because their technical level is not up to the task for the time being.

As the adjunct director of the Acupuncture Research Institute, Vice President Zhu looked at the handsome young man in front of him with regret and said:
"Xiao Wang, I asked you to come here today because I want you to study with me the effect of acupuncture on relieving antimony poisoning in the treatment of schistosomiasis.

Alas, recently in the south, especially in the provinces of Hunan, Hubei, Guangdong, Guangdong, Anhui, Jiangxi, Sichuan, Jiangsu, and Zhejiang, schistosomiasis is very serious. According to statistics, there are tens of millions of patients infected with schistosomiasis, and hundreds of millions of people are threatened.

In the treatment of schistosomiasis, the drug potassium antimony tartrate is highly toxic, has many side effects, and has a high mortality rate. We tried to see if we could use acupuncture to relieve antimony poisoning."

Schistosomiasis!
Although he was in the north, Wang Mengde was also well aware of this disease.

In recent years, the country has been working hard to prevent and treat this disease. The efforts and investment are so great that we cannot say that there will be no success in the future, but it is definitely unprecedented. It can be said that the whole country has been mobilized, and the national strength consumed is no less than a large-scale war.

Moreover, his wife in his previous life was from Guangxi Province, and he had heard her elders mention this disease.

Even though decades have passed, people still turn pale when talking about it.

"President Zhu, I will follow your instructions at any time." Wang Mengde said solemnly.

"Okay, with Xiao Wang joining us, our chances of winning will be better." Vice President Zhu said with a look of joy when he heard his agreement.

a few days later.

As soon as he arrived at the institute in the morning, Wang Mengde was stopped by Pu Lao:

"Meng De, a few days ago, I reported your research results on leukemia to Dean Lu and several vice deans. They are going to hold a meeting today to discuss it. As a party involved, you should go with me.

By the way, I have also given the prescription and the formula of the plaster to the dean. There may be objections at the meeting, but don’t be nervous, I am here for you.”

(End of this chapter)