Chinese medicine: from rural hospitals to top three hospitals in Kyoto

Chapter 1093: The No. 1 person in Xinglin?

Although Mr. Song had a slight reaction, his consciousness had not recovered and his swallowing function was extremely weak. Xun Jiahong fed him small sips, and a lot of it flowed out from the corners of Song Luojun's mouth.

However, everyone could clearly see that Song Luojun was swallowing.

"Xiao Chen, why don't you go and rest for a while?" Chu Yiyun said to Chen Yang.

"fine."

Chen Yang smiled and said, "I'll just take it easy."

Chen Yang's fatigue just now was actually due to over-focusing. It's like when you are very focused on doing a delicate job and suddenly finish it, you will feel dazed or dizzy for a moment. Now Chen Yang feels much better.

Xun Jiahong fed the medicine, taking small sips frequently. After more than forty minutes, only half of the medicine was fed.

About half an hour later, Mr. Song's blood pressure suddenly fluctuated on the monitor! His blood pressure, which had been struggling to maintain around 95/60 mmHg, plummeted to 80/45 mmHg! His heart rate also climbed again to 120 beats per minute!

"The blood pressure has dropped!" the nurse exclaimed.

Xun Jiahong and others' faces turned pale instantly.

Wen Xiuping and Chu Yiyun's brows also suddenly furrowed.

Chen Yang's eyes narrowed as he said in a deep voice, "Don't panic! This is the 'dizziness' reaction caused by the intense clash between the medicinal power and the cold evil energy in the body! This is a good thing! It means the medicine is starting to take effect! Keep giving it!"

Chen Yang's voice was steady and powerful, with an unquestionable confidence, which instantly calmed the minds of everyone present.

Sure enough, after another two or three minutes, the sharply falling blood pressure seemed to rebound and began to climb up step by step at a slow but steady pace!

85/50…90/55…95/60…100/65！

The heart rate also slowly dropped to 110 beats/minute again, and became more and more regular!

What was even more surprising was that the extremities of Song Luojun's limbs, which had been cold and purple, actually showed a slight hint of blood at a speed visible to the naked eye! When touched, they were no longer the bone-chilling cold they had been before, but instead had a faint warmth!

"The limbs are warming up! The blood pressure is 100/65!" The nurse's voice was full of surprise.

"That's great! That's great!" Xun Jiahong cried with joy.

Wen Xiuping couldn't help but pat the armrest beside him. "What an extraordinary heart-saving soup! The medicinal power penetrates the cold and yin, allowing the yang energy to return! Chen Yang, Yang Yang's judgment is absolutely correct!"

Chu Yiyun looked at the continuously improving data on the monitor, then at Song Luojun's noticeably improved peripheral circulation. A bright smile appeared on his usually serious face. "Restoring Yang to rescue the adverse condition, breaking Yin and dispelling cold, this prescription and this medicine are truly worthy of the words 'break the rules to save the heart'! This old man is convinced!"

"Traditional Chinese medicine has successors."

In the following period of time, Xun Jiahong continued to strictly follow the principle of "small amounts and multiple times" and continued to feed the baby the medicine.

At the same time, Chen Yang also asked someone to prepare a second dose of medicine, which he fed to Mr. Song in small sips, and closely observed Mr. Song's reaction.

Every time the decoction was taken, Mr. Song's vital signs became more stable.

The blood pressure stabilized at around 105/70 mmHg, the heart rate remained around 100 beats/minute, the blood oxygen saturation reached over 95%, and the breathing became much smoother and stronger.

The dark color on his face faded further. Although he was still pale and weak, he already had some vitality.

After two or three hours, wait until both doses of medicine are completely fed.

Although Song Luojun was still unconscious at this moment, anyone could see that he had been pulled back to the brink of life from that critical state on the verge of death!

The atmosphere in the ICU changed completely, from the previous despair and solemnity to one full of hope and wonder.

Wen Xiuping and Chu Yiyun completely relaxed, looking at Chen Yang with eyes full of admiration, satisfaction, and even a hint of envy. They envied him for having such courage and ability at such a young age, and for having accomplished something they hadn't been able to do.

"Boy, are you tired?" Wen Xiuping looked at Chen Yang, whose face was still a little pale, with concern.

Chen Yang smiled, a smile that was tired but also full of relief: "Not bad. It's more important than anything else that Elder Song can survive this."

"Dr. Chen, thank you! Thank you for saving my father!"

"Chen Yang, thank you for saving my grandpa!"

Xun Jiahong, Xun Jiahong's mother, Song Luojun's son and others all expressed their gratitude to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang quickly stopped them: "Uncle Xun, Auntie, this is what I should do. Mr. Song is not completely out of danger yet and needs close observation and follow-up treatment. Everyone, relax and let Mr. Song have a good rest."

"Thank you."

"Hurry, help Dr. Chen go to the lounge to rest for a while. We'll keep an eye on him here." Xun Guodong hurriedly instructed Wen Haodong, Su Yunxue and Wen Manlu.

Chen Yang did feel waves of exhaustion, so he did not refuse and left the ICU accompanied by Wen Haodong, Wen Manlu and others.

"Chen Yang."

Walking out of the ward, Wen Manlu held Chen Yang's hand.

Just now, Chen Yang was giving Song Luojun an acupuncture treatment. Afterwards, Chen Yang's body shook, and Wen Manlu felt worried.

"fine."

Chen Yang smiled and said, "It's just mental exhaustion. I'll be fine after taking it easy."

As they were talking, the three of them came to the lounge. Chen Yang sat down on the sofa and let out a long breath.

Wen Haodong quickly poured Chen Yang a glass of warm water, while Su Yunxue said, "I'll go find something to eat."

"Master, you are really... amazing today!"

Wen Haodong looked at Chen Yang with admiration in his eyes: "That's Elder Song. Grandpa and Elder Chu... You actually saved him! That acupuncture technique, that prescription..."

The second brother was really shocked. Taking advantage of Su Yunxue's absence, he rarely called Chen Yang "Master".

"It's rare for Second Brother to call me Master."

Chen Yang smiled and said, "Come on, you will surpass me soon."

Wen Haodong: "......"

Shit, I was careless before.

He only thought about his progress, but forgot about Chen Yang, this monster, whose progress was even more amazing.

"Forget it, I won't compete with you." Wen Haodong said dejectedly.

"Who are you not competing with anymore?"

Su Yunxue found some snacks and walked in and asked.

"It's okay. Besides, Chen Yang is simply a monster." Wen Haodong said.

Su Yunxue nodded, her beautiful eyes gleaming with wonder. "Director Chen's analysis of the pathogenesis and his adaptation of the classical prescriptions are simply superb. And that acupuncture technique, the 'Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles' can actually be used like that..."

Chen Yang took a sip of water and smiled tiredly, "Don't flatter me. I just happened to have read some similar ancient books, so I was a little bold. The reason why Elder Song can recover is because his foundation is still there, combined with the early work of Elder Wen and Elder Chu, and the joint efforts of everyone."

"Okay, stop being so modest."

Wen Haodong said, "Everyone witnessed your treatment of Elder Song this time, especially with Grandpa and Elder Chu present... From now on, it won't be an exaggeration to say that you are the best in the medical field."

Wen Haodong felt a little sad as he spoke. Last year, when Chen Yang defeated his father, everyone found it unbelievable. Unexpectedly, only a year later, Chen Yang defeated his grandfather...

Not a human being at all.