mesbooks Chapter 214: The words reflect the person, the disciple is better than the master
Chapter 214: The words reflect the person, the disciple is better than the master
As soon as Jiang Junjun finished speaking, she quickly collected her thoughts and focused all her attention on the pulse in her hand.
Her eyes were slightly closed, her expression focused, as if the outside world had nothing to do with her. Her face, once a bit childish, was now filled with seriousness, making people look at this young girl with new eyes.
When the others saw her like this, they all closed their mouths involuntarily, for fear of disturbing her.
For a moment, the entire ward was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. It was a dead silence. If anyone pushed the door open, they would be surprised. These J people don't obey everyone.
Dean Wu, a gray-haired old man, walked steadily to the bedside and took the pulse of each patient in turn.
While feeling the changes in his pulse, he was thinking secretly, and from time to time he glanced at Jiang Junjun who was concentrating on diagnosis.
It turned out that he wanted to compare his diagnosis results with those of the little girl to see if they were different. After all, this was also a rare learning opportunity.
Jiang Junjun naturally noticed Dean Wu's actions, but she did not feel uncomfortable or strange at all.
In her opinion, this kind of mutual communication and learning is extremely important for improving medical skills.
Moreover, Traditional Chinese Medicine has a long history and is extensive and profound. Everyone is good at and understands different areas, and she herself is eager to gain more experience and knowledge from others.
This is also what her master Min Yueyang often warned her: never underestimate yourself, and never look down on others.
After a while, Jiang Junjun finally released her hand, slowly opened her eyes, and said, "Dean Wu, I'm not very knowledgeable, so I'll be bold enough to tell you about my diagnosis of their illness and the prescription I've prepared."
Although this was the first time they met today, Dean Wu actually knew nothing about her medical skills.
If Dean Wu were to express his views first, then even if Jiang Junjun later put forward similar or even identical views, others would probably mistakenly think that she was plagiarizing.
Therefore, after careful consideration, Jiang Junjun decisively decided to speak first.
In this way, not only can she fully demonstrate her own strength and make Dean Wu convinced of her medical skills, but also if there is a need for cooperation or discussion in the future, it will surely be much smoother.
After all, in any field, the most direct and effective way to gain the trust and recognition of others is to show your true abilities without reservation.
Sometimes strength is the bottom line, but such things also depend on who you are doing it in front of.
The reason why Jiang Junjun was so unconcerned was because she could see that the old man was an open-minded person. He was not the kind of narrow-minded person who was afraid of younger people or others surpassing him.
The old man had said before that he wanted to ask for advice from me, as if he was a medical fanatic. People like him are more pure in this regard and don't have so many cunning ideas.
"Haha, you little girl, you really have a very clever mind. Okay, you go first." Although Dean Wu was a medical geek, he wasn't completely ignorant of the ways of the world. Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought that female doctor to tears at noon.
"Thanks for the compliment! The new injuries on those guys will be fine if they take good care of themselves. They didn't hurt any vital organs or internal organs, so it's not a big deal.
However, he had been seriously injured during a previous mission. Although he has recovered, some hidden dangers have been left.
Nothing can be seen now, but it will show up when encountering other inducements or getting older.
For example, No. 2, his arm…” Jiang Junjun spoke softly, bit by bit, using both professional terms and easy-to-understand words, striving to make everyone understand.
Even though Wan Changyun and No. 2 weren't doctors, they understood what he said. They were even more determined to have Jiang Junjun help them with their health. They hadn't considered leaving the team.
Even leaving in the end was a last resort.
So everyone wants to have a good body so that their JL career can last longer.
After Jiang Junjun finished speaking, she took out paper and pen from her bag and prepared prescriptions and medicated meals for everyone. After writing, she handed the prescriptions to the old man, Dean Wu, to read.
The old man was very surprised when he heard Jiang Junjun talk about each person's condition just now. Now when he saw the prescription written by Jiang Junjun, he was even more delighted. It was great!
The little girl's diagnosis was correct, and he had made the same diagnosis. He was even happier when he saw that some parts of the prescription in his hand were more comprehensive and bolder than he had imagined. This meant that their inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine had gained another member.
Moreover, if he had not seen the person writing these majestic characters with his own eyes, he might have thought that they were written by a man when he first saw them.
People say that handwriting reflects a person's character. This girl really has a toughness in her bones, which even most men don't have.
Of course, other people also noticed that Jiang Junjun had beautiful handwriting.
No. 2 thought to himself: My sister-in-law is indeed not an ordinary person. I am so envious.
No. 3: Oh, my sister-in-law is on par with the captain. Dean Wu didn’t say anything, which shows that there is no problem with my sister-in-law’s diagnosis.
Wan Changyun: Monster, she's already like this at such a young age, what will she be like when she grows up? It turns out that only a cold-faced man like Fang Yanjin is worthy of this girl.
His brother Jiang Langshan couldn't be ignored either. He had been in the army for two years, quietly becoming a company commander. His future was unpredictable, and now that he had a brother-in-law like Fang Yanjin, it was even more exciting.
"Girl, there is no problem with this recipe. Your skills really surprise and impress me, an old man. I wonder who learned this from?" Dean Wu was very curious about Jiang Junjun's master. His apprentice was like this, so he wondered what kind of person the master was?
"My master is an expert in both medicine and poisons. You should have heard of him or know him," Jiang Junjun did not mention his master's name as his identity is quite sensitive now.
After hearing Jiang Junjun's words, Dean Wu immediately thought of someone.
"Haha, you are indeed the disciple of that old fellow. You are even better than your teacher!
I heard from Old Man Fang that you are only seventeen. Your future is something that even I, an old man, can hardly imagine. I wonder if I will ever see that day.
Thinking about the current situation and what happened to Min Yueyang, the old man, Dean Wu, couldn't help feeling a little sad.
"That day will come. I will let the world know about China's politics. I will also learn Western medicine and combine Chinese and Western medicine to better treat diseases and save lives."
Jiang Junjun looked out the window with bright eyes. Her gaze had no intersection, yet it seemed like bright stars in the dark night, illuminating the hearts of everyone present.