“It’s you!” Yan Qizhi looked at Li Se with displeasure. “At your age, you probably can’t even identify acupuncture points, yet you dare to be the president of the Chinese Medicine Association? Shameless! Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because you have connections. No wonder Chinese medicine is declining, with people like you getting in through the back door!”
“Old Yan is right!”
“The president should definitely be a highly skilled veteran Chinese physician. If it were Elder Huang or Elder Hua, or even Old Yan, it would be acceptable. But it’s this young man, it’s too ridiculous.”
“…”
Many people expressed their support for Yan Qizhi.
“You don’t even know my medical skills, yet you’re making such a definitive judgment. Isn’t that too hasty?” Li Se said, a little annoyed.
“At your age, you probably haven’t even grasped the basics. Chinese medicine is not a place for you to gild yourself. If you want to gild yourself, go to the Western Medicine Medical Association!” Yan Qizhi was convinced that Li Se had gotten in through the back door and hadn't even reached the basic level of Chinese medicine.
“Elder Yan, there’s been a misunderstanding. The president’s medical skills…” someone who knew Li Se tried to speak up for him.
Yan Qizhi waved his hand, interrupting. “No need to say more. Don’t think I don’t know you’ve all been bought off. I thought the establishment of the Chinese Medicine Association would promote Chinese medicine, but I didn’t expect it to be so tainted. Once I join this Chinese Medicine Association, I will surely purge you parasites!”
His tone and attitude made it clear that he intended to cleanse the Chinese Medicine Association. He was also full of confidence, given his medical skills and status. With his capabilities, he could easily join the association, even compete for the presidency.
The Chinese physician interrupted by Yan Qizhi, though angered, dared not retort, given Yan Qizhi’s status. He was just an ordinary physician.
“There’s an emergency, call an ambulance quickly!”
Just then, someone shouted.
Many people looked over and saw a middle-aged man collapsed on the ground, convulsing.
“What’s all the shouting for?” Yan Qizhi snapped. “Aren’t all the doctors here? Why call an ambulance? Have you no shame?”
The person who shouted suddenly felt embarrassed. This was the Chinese Medicine Association, and it seemed he was right. However, his instinct was that Western medicine was for emergencies.
Li Se was about to go over and check, but Yan Qizhi was faster. After a brief examination, he frowned. “It’s epilepsy!”
Upon hearing this, many doctors agreed.
“These symptoms, it really looks like epilepsy.”
“As expected of Elder Yan, to diagnose it with a simple examination!”
“…”
Many began to praise Yan Qizhi.
“Some instruments are needed for an accurate diagnosis,” Yan Qizhi added.
Nowadays, many Chinese medicine practitioners rely on Western medical equipment for more accurate diagnoses. Many even combine Chinese and Western medicine for treatment to achieve the best results.
“Elder Yan, we’ll arrange it right away!” someone immediately responded.
Given Yan Qizhi’s status, no one doubted his words. However, at this moment, he looked at Li Se with a half-smile. “No need. Isn’t the president of the Chinese Medicine Association right here? Since he can be president, his medical skills must be top-notch among us in the association. Let him give it a try.”
Many were watching the spectacle. Many uninformed Chinese physicians unanimously believed that Li Se had gotten in through the back door, and his medical skills were not worth verifying; his age alone was enough to reveal everything. Chinese medicine was not as simple as Western medicine.
“I’ve already diagnosed the condition for you. Come on, aren’t you the president? Hurry up and treat him.” Yan Qizhi looked down on Li Se, confident that Li Se knew nothing about this.
Li Se smiled and shook his head. “It’s not epilepsy.”
When these words were spoken, many people’s expressions changed. Many of the Chinese physicians present could generally diagnose it as epilepsy based on the symptoms, but confirmation required instrumental examination. Yet, Li Se now claimed it wasn’t epilepsy, which was clearly a slap in the face, especially Yan Qizhi’s.
Some who knew of Li Se’s medical skills were puzzled. Was it really not epilepsy?
Hearing this, Yan Qizhi coldly rebuked, “What do you know? The patient’s limbs are twitching, and their eyes are rolling back. These are symptoms of epilepsy. How dare you say it’s not? You haven’t even done a basic pulse diagnosis. What makes you think it’s not epilepsy?”
Li Se calmly said, “This is hyperventilation syndrome, a physiological and psychological response caused by acute anxiety. Patients experiencing an attack will feel their heart race, palpitations, sweating. Because they feel their breathing accelerating, it leads to excessive carbon dioxide expulsion and a critically low concentration, causing secondary respiratory alkalosis and other symptoms, resulting in numbness in the hands and feet and severe limb convulsions.”
Everyone was taken aback by Li Se’s diagnosis. It seemed to make sense. Epilepsy was easily misdiagnosed because many conditions resembled it, such as the symptoms Li Se described.
But Yan Qizhi had just personally examined the patient. Although he hadn’t used medical equipment for a precise examination, traditional Chinese medicine relied on “wang, wen, wen, qie” (observation, listening, questioning, and palpation). Could he have made such a mistake?
Yan Qizhi’s expression turned grim. He looked at Li Se coldly and said, “You’re talking nonsense. I am very sure it is epilepsy. Don’t pretend to know what you don’t!”
“Elder Yan, since he says it’s not epilepsy, then let him treat it.”
“Exactly. He dares to negate Elder Yan’s diagnosis. Does he really think he’s better than everyone else?”
“…”
Many began to sneer.
After all, there were so many Chinese physicians present, and most of their judgments pointed to epilepsy. Yet, Li Se claimed otherwise. Although Li Se was the president, he was too young, and they believed Yan Qizhi’s diagnosis was more accurate.
Li Se didn’t waste any more words. He took out silver needles and was about to perform acupuncture on the person.
“This is absurd!” Elder Yan shouted. “Are you so sure it’s hyperventilation syndrome that you’re going to perform acupuncture? What if it’s not? Do you know that acupuncture requires an accurate diagnosis of the condition? You’re going to needle without even examining it. Aren’t you harming the patient?”
Saying this, Elder Yan shouted again, “What kind of damn president is this? He’s completely playing with the patient’s life. If something happens, who will be responsible? The Chinese Medicine Association might have to close down today!”
Many Chinese physicians became worried upon hearing this.
Li Se was already somewhat annoyed, but with Elder Yan shouting like this, he completely lost his patience and said coldly, “Only incompetent doctors like you need to rely on Western medical equipment. Chinese medicine emphasizes ‘wang, wen, wen, qie,’ but you don’t even know how to do that, and you talk about being an old Chinese physician? I think you should just join the Western medical camp and stop disgracing Chinese medicine!”
Upon hearing this, Yan Qizhi’s body trembled with anger.
Many other Chinese physicians felt ashamed, as very few present did not rely on Western medical equipment. It was more convenient and provided more accurate diagnoses.
No one thought it was disgraceful. After all, whether it was Chinese or Western medicine, the goal was to help patients recover.
“You insolent child!” Yan Qizhi was furious. “I see you don’t understand at all. You dare to perform acupuncture without even examining the patient. You are the one who disgraces Chinese medicine!”
This young man was too detestable, daring to be so arrogant.
Yan Qizhi was thoroughly angered!