When Ling Tian announced to these ten doctors that he was the renowned physician who would guide them, the group of doctors erupted in an uproar.
Ling Tian was so young. Although his demeanor was unique, judging by his age, he seemed no older than a freshman.
For such a person to claim he would provide guidance in medical skills was simply unacceptable to them!
Li Dakang, a warm-hearted fellow who couldn't keep things to himself, slammed his hand on the table and stood up.
"Mr. Ling Tian, how old are you? Have you graduated from university?"
"I'm just 20 years old this year. Graduated from university?
Heh, to be honest, I haven't attended university. I don't even have an elementary school diploma!"
"Ah?" Everyone was stunned. In an era of universal compulsory education, to find someone who had slipped through the cracks of this system was truly mind-boggling.
"I haven't studied, but what does that matter? You should know how traditional Chinese medicine has been passed down for thousands of years in China!
Although I haven't formally studied, I have several excellent teachers who imparted their medical skills to me!
At the very least, in terms of medical skills, I am qualified to teach you!"
"He's really bragging! Look, cows are flying in the sky."
Li Dakang's remark sent everyone into peals of laughter. This guy used to interject in class when he was a student, and what he was saying now was what everyone wanted to say but dared not.
"Fine, fine. I know you don't believe me, and you even look down on me. It doesn't matter; that's perfectly normal.
How about this? Whether it's knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine or methods of fluid management, I accept your challenge!
If you can defeat me, then so be it. I'll resign immediately!"
Ling Tian's words left everyone exchanging glances, unsure if he was serious or just making a polite statement.
Just then, Che Yingying stood up.
"Mr. Ling Tian, then I'd like to know how you plan to train us?
What are your requirements for us, and what kind of doctors do you want to mold us into?"
The conference room fell silent, all eyes fixed on Ling Tian.
"Then let me ask you a question: how do you think your medical skills are?
If you were to open a clinic on your own, do you have the capability to sustain it?"
No one spoke. Although they were all outstanding graduates from Jiangzhou Medical College, even they lacked the confidence.
"The four diagnostic methods of traditional Chinese medicine – observation, listening, inquiry, and palpation – how much have you mastered? Without the aid of medical equipment, what is your success rate in diagnosis?
The principles of Chinese herbal prescription, the roles of monarch, minister, assistant, and guide – have you truly studied them thoroughly?
Given a prescription, can you improve it, make the medicinal effect more potent, or tailor the medicine better to the patient's condition?"
Ling Tian rattled off a series of profound questions that left the group in silence, yet they were indeed deep and worthy of exploration.
"Then, can you do it?" Qu Ya Nan asked, standing up.
"Naturally!
If you don't believe me, I can demonstrate it here and now. In fact, many people have hidden ailments, perhaps minor issues, but these problems genuinely exist and affect their health.
If any of you are troubled by such issues, I can examine you. You know best where you feel discomfort, and if I can diagnose it, you'll know if I'm telling the truth!"
The crowd exchanged glances. After a moment, a young woman stepped forward.
"Hello, Dr. Ling Tian. I am Guo Weiwei.
I have some hidden ailments, and I'd like you to examine me!"
"Alright, open your mouth. Let me see your tongue coating!"
Guo Weiwei obediently opened her mouth. Ling Tian examined her tongue coating and then placed two fingers on her wrist.
Two minutes later, Ling Tian released her wrist.
"If I'm not mistaken, your biggest problem is spleen and stomach deficiency with cold.
The symptoms are that when the weather turns cold, or when you drink cold water or eat cold food, you tend to get stomachaches."
"Ah?" Guo Weiwei's face showed disbelief.
"Really, it's uncanny... What you said is not wrong at all."
"If I'm not mistaken, you've been undergoing treatment for the past few years, mainly using medications to warm and nourish the stomach and intestines."
"Yes, that's right.
After I started studying at the Traditional Chinese Medicine College, I tried many methods and used many ancient prescriptions, but they only treated the symptoms, not the root cause.
Later, my teacher said that without fully clarifying the cause of the illness, relying solely on warming tonics wouldn't be very effective."
"That's natural! The cause of your illness is toxins, and the source of these toxins is dysbiosis of your gut flora!
Your use of a large amount of warming tonics actually exacerbates this gut flora imbalance. Over time, the intestinal environment becomes worse, and your condition will only deteriorate."
"Then... then can I still be saved?" Guo Weiwei asked anxiously.
"Of course. To treat your condition, we must first detoxify!"
"How do we detoxify? If I take laxatives, won't this condition worsen?" Guo Weiwei said with concern.
Ling Tian chuckled upon hearing this.
"Actually, eliminating intestinal toxins doesn't necessarily require medication; dietary therapy can also be used."
"Then, may I boldly ask, what kind of dietary therapy methods are there?" Guo Weiwei asked curiously.
"Sweet potato, also known as 'dish potato'!
Eat it for three consecutive days, whether steamed or roasted.
For breakfast, you can consider cooking some sweet potato in millet porridge!
Sweet potatoes contain a large amount of dietary fiber. In our intestines, this dietary fiber not only provides nutrients for the gut flora but also absorbs toxins in the intestines and expels them from the body!"
"So that's how it is!" Everyone suddenly understood.
"You must remember, as a practitioner of Chinese medicine, you must be flexible and think divergently.
The more we save our patients money, the happier they will be.
Even if we cannot directly cure certain diseases, we must master methods to alleviate their pain..."
At this moment, Li Dakang suddenly piped up.
"I still don't quite believe what you said. How about this, Dr. Ling Tian, take a look at me. See if I have any hidden ailments!"
Ling Tian glanced at Li Dakang, his gaze making Li Dakang feel a chill run down his spine. It was as if his eyes were X-rays, penetrating his body and seeing him clearly and transparently!
"Heh, Li Dakang, are you sure you want me to say it?"
"Go ahead, it's not something shameful!"