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Chapter 1275 It’s time to go home
Over the next two days, the team spent time at Fenghai Central Hospital for exchange and learning.
Guan Xiaoyue had already arranged everything.
The Department of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine at Fenghai Central Hospital is now a key department in the province and has carried out many innovative projects.
Chen Yang saw that his original design of the "integration of traditional Chinese and Western medicine" concept had been further improved and formed into a set of standardized operating procedures.
Back when he was at Fenghai Central Hospital, Chen Yang, as a visiting scholar, spearheaded a project that involved collaboration between the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and the Department of Surgery, starting with the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery.
“What you left behind is growing here,” Guan Xiaoyue said to Chen Yang.
On her last day in Fenghai City, Guan Xiaoyue organized a case discussion meeting.
Chen Yang's team and doctors from Fenghai Central Hospital jointly analyzed several difficult cases.
One case in particular is thought-provoking: an elderly man with advanced liver cancer, who had lost the opportunity for surgery, found that Western medicine treatments had limited efficacy and significant side effects. His family, clinging to a last hope, turned to traditional Chinese medicine.
The doctor in charge of this case is You Junhui, a resident physician whom Chen Yang supervised in Fenghai City years ago, and who is now an attending physician.
You Junhui gave a detailed account of the diagnosis and treatment process.
They adhere to the principle of "strengthening the body's resistance and eliminating pathogens," primarily using traditional Chinese medicine that invigorates the spleen and replenishes qi, softens hard masses and dissipates nodules, combined with acupuncture to relieve pain and moxibustion to enhance immunity.
After three months of treatment, the patient's pain was significantly reduced, appetite improved, and quality of life was significantly enhanced. Although the tumor did not disappear, its growth rate slowed considerably, allowing the patient to "live with the tumor" and maintain a good mental state.
"We are not trying to replace Western medicine,"
As You Junhui spoke, he glanced at Chen Yang and said, "Instead, we should leverage the strengths of traditional Chinese medicine in areas where Western medicine falls short—to improve quality of life and extend the duration of a healthy life."
This case has sparked heated discussions.
Zhuang Qiwen suggested adjusting the medication ratio; Yu Shiyun added a plan for psychological counseling and dietary regulation; Xia Hongliang suggested increasing acupoint application to reduce the irritation of oral medications to the gastrointestinal tract.
The discussion lasted for more than two hours.
Watching this scene, Guan Xiaoyue whispered to Chen Yang, "Look, this is what inheritance is. What you taught them back then, they are not only using now, but also developing and innovating upon."
Chen Yang's feelings were a bit complicated. When he was studying in Fenghai City, he was closest to Liu Xi. He had only mentored one person, You Junhui.
When leaving Fenghai City, Guan Xiaoyue, this capable senior, rarely showed her sentimental side.
"Chen Yang, remember to come back and visit often. This will always be your home, and the place where your medical journey began."
"I will, senior sister," Chen Yang solemnly promised.
On the way back to Jinjiang City, Chen Yang asked the team members to summarize what they had gained from this trip to the mountainous region.
Zhuang Qiwen said, "I see an 'ecological closed loop': high-level doctors go down to provide guidance, grassroots doctors grow, patients receive better services, and the overall medical level of the region is improved. This model can be replicated in many places."
Yu Shiyun said, "I understand what 'adapting to local conditions' means."
“The most common diseases in Jialin County are rheumatic bone pain, so the TCM department focuses on developing acupuncture and physiotherapy; Fenghai City has a large industrial population, and digestive system diseases and emotional disorders are prevalent, so the integrated TCM and Western medicine department focuses on regulating the spleen and stomach and the body and mind. TCM should not have a ‘standard answer’, but should flexibly adapt to local needs.”
Zeng Yunhui put it most simply: "I think the greatest sense of accomplishment for a doctor is not how many papers are published or how many awards are won, but the reluctant looks in the eyes of the patients when you leave, and the sincere 'thank you for your guidance' from your colleagues. I saw all of this in Shanzhou."
Everyone was very enthusiastic in sharing their feelings and insights.
This team, carefully selected and nurtured through the Medical Competition, is growing at an astonishing pace.
They not only improved their medical skills, but also established correct values and professional outlook.
Given time, each of them will be able to stand on their own and become a backbone force in the inheritance and innovation of traditional Chinese medicine.
That evening, upon returning to Jinjiang City, Chen Yang visited Wu Yaolin and bid farewell to his master.
The master and his apprentice were drinking tea in the study, with the moonlight streaming through the window like water.
"Are you going back to Kyoto tomorrow?" Wu Yaolin asked.
“Well, it’s been more than two months since we left, it’s time to go back,” Chen Yang said. “Jing Huai is almost 100 days old, and I promised Manlu I would go back.”
Wu Yaolin nodded, then suddenly asked, "After this trip, are you more optimistic or more worried about the future of traditional Chinese medicine?"
Chen Yang pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Both."
"The optimistic thing is that I have seen so many down-to-earth and passionate TCM practitioners—whether they are professors in colleges, folk artisans, or doctors at the grassroots level. They are all protecting and developing this discipline in their own way."
"What is worrying is that traditional Chinese medicine still faces enormous challenges. The gap between traditional Chinese and Western medicine, the disconnect between academia and the public, the contradiction between standardization and personalization, and the misunderstanding and abuse of traditional Chinese medicine in society... These problems cannot be solved overnight."
Wu Yaolin looked at his apprentice approvingly: "You have a very comprehensive view."
"But Chen Yang, remember—do what you can do, change what you can change, don't try to solve all the problems by yourself, but do your best in your position."
"Just like what you did in Jialin County, Fenghai City, and during this nationwide trip—influencing one person at a time, and leading a group at a time. The great tree of traditional Chinese medicine needs countless roots and branches like this."
Chen Yang nodded: "Thank you, Master."
It was late at night when Chen Yang left Wu Yaolin's house. He didn't take a taxi and slowly walked back to his residence.
The autumn nights in Jinjiang are cool and pleasant, and the osmanthus flowers on both sides of the street are in bloom, their fragrance wafting in the air.
Chen Yang suddenly remembered the day many years ago when he first put on a white coat.
The mentor said, "From today onward, you must remember—sometimes to heal, often to help, always to comfort."
Over the years, he has cured many patients, helped even more, and learned how to comfort those who cannot be cured and their families. But what remains unchanged is the awe and commitment he felt when he first put on his white coat.
Tomorrow, he will return to Kyoto, to that larger platform, and to shoulder greater responsibilities. But no matter how far he goes, the nourishment that the land of Sanshu has given him will always be the source of his strength.
My phone vibrated; it was a message from Wen Manlu: "Jing Huai smiled today, he smiled at your photo..."
Attached is a photo—my son's chubby smiling face, his eyes curving into crescents.
Chen Yang stood under the streetlight, looking at the photo, and couldn't help but smile.
Home is where you start and where you return.
The path of a healer is always about illuminating the lives of others between departure and return.
Chen Yang looked up at the starry sky and took a deep breath of the air, which was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus.
It's time to go home, carrying with him the gains and reflections of this journey, back to his waiting family, back to his patients who need him, and back to the forefront of the inheritance and innovation of traditional Chinese medicine.
There is still a long road ahead, but at this moment, Chen Yang is filled with strength.