Medical Sovereign
Chapter 201 Assessment

Ding Ning stopped in front of the third room on the right of the corridor. After confirmation, he politely knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

As an old female voice came, Ding Ning opened the door and went in as he was asked. In the room, there was only a desk, a chair, a medical cabinet and a bed.

There was a weary-looking middle-aged patient lying in bed. A white-haired old woman sat in the chair, watching Ding Ning silently with a smile, just pointing at the patient.

Ding Ning slightly knitted his brows and then smoothed them. He slightly nodded and then walked to the bed to carefully observe the patient.

The patient was about forty years old with a pale face, lying listlessly in bed and curiously looking at Ding Ning.

Ding Ning took the patient’s pulse, asked him to open his mouth to look at his tongue coating, opened his eyelids to have a look, touched his forehead and asked about his living habits and feelings. After that, he went to the medicine cabinet without saying a word. Opening the cabinet only to replace that there was only writing brushes, ink sticks, paper and inkstones, he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.

It seemed that this pass tested his ability of clinical diagnosis and giving prescriptions. After a little contemplation, he took out a writing brush and paper and wrote.

Symptoms: Physical fatigue and lack of strength, deficiency of Qi and disinclination to talk, a withered-yellowish face, feeble pulse, fever, spontaneous sweating, a preference for hot drinks when feeling thirsty, shortness of breath and lack of strength, pale tongue, feeble pulse.

Diagnosis: A syndrome of Qi deficiency and fever.

Therapeutic plan: First, decoction for strengthening middle energizer and benefiting Qi can be applied. A qian of astragalus mongholicus for those who are severely sick or feel extremely fatigued and fevered, five fen of prepared liquorice root, three fen of ginseng without rootstock, two fen of toasted or dried angelica wine, two or three fen of orange peel without pith, two or three fen of cohosh, two or three fen of bupleurum, and three fen of atractylodes.

The way of taking medicine: Decoct in water for an oral dose or make into pills, take 10-15g every time, 2-3 times a day, with warm boiled water or ginger soup. This prescription upbears the clear and disperses cold with sweet and warm-natured drugs, so those who have a deficiency of yin, an overabundance of yang and intense internal heat are forbidden to take it.

Second, acupuncture treatment for five minutes can eradicate the illness.

As the old woman who remained silent saw the prescription, there was a sparkle in her eyes.

The syndrome of Qi deficiency and fever was generally treated with the gradual nourishment of prescriptions. Although acupuncture had a certain curative effect, it could only alleviate the patient’s pain.

Even she could not eliminate the patient’s symptoms in five minutes. The young man dared to say that he could eradicate the patient’s symptoms in five minutes, which evoked her strong curiosity.

Was he bragging, or was he really capable of doing that? The old woman was waiting to see what would happen, so she made a unilateral decision to increase the difficulty of the assessment, "Since you say that you can eradicate the symptoms with acupuncture in five minutes, just have a try."

"Uh, Professor Zheng, can he do it? He’s so young."

The patient looked at Ding Ning’s young face and said distrustfully.

Professor Zheng smiled slightly, "Don’t worry. I’ll stay here."

On hearing Professor Zheng’s words, the patient set his mind at rest. He said, while dubiously watching Ding Ning take out the silver needles for disinfection, "Okay, I will have a try."

"Do not worry. I will finish very soon."

Ding Ning comforted him in an unpersuasive way.

"Do it, but be gentle. I am afraid of pain!"

The patient looked like a hero who was going to sacrifice his life, which made Ding Ning smile lightly, "I’ve inserted the needles."

The patient opened his eyes wide in astonishment and stared at the silver needles inserted in his chest and abdomen, and asked strangely, "When did you do that? Why didn’t I feel anything?"

Professor Zheng looked at Ding Ning in a complicated way, while there were tempestuous waves in her heart. As a professor of traditional Chinese medicine at Ninghai University with decades of medical practice, even she did not see clearly when Ding Ning inserted the needles. How could she not be shocked?

Perhaps Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang really did not exaggerate Ding Ning’s talent. He was a young medical genius, the hope of the recovery of traditional Chinese medicine. But now it was too early to say that. Everything depended on the effect on the patient.

Ding Ning smiled without saying anything. He just used his hand to twiddle the silver needles, and did not use his True Qi. This minor illness was only caused by the imbalance of the five elements. He just needed to stimulate the growth of the yang fire in his body and supplement the vitality.

If he used True Qi, it would just take him a few seconds instead of five minutes.

"Okay, stand up and try to take several steps!"

Five minutes later, Ding Ning drew the silver needles out on time, smiled and said without arrogance and rashness.

"How do you feel?"

Professor Zheng asked with full expectation and was more nervous than the patient.

"Comfortable. I have never felt so comfortable since I was sick, and felt so relaxed all over."

The patient carefully felt his body. He was refreshed all over in high spirits, and the physical weakness and lack of strength had gone.

He got up from the bed at once and began to walk with excitement even without wearing his shoes. He said with surprise and admiration on his face, "This young doctor is amazing! Excellent! I feel that I’ve completely recovered."

"You’ve recovered indeed." Ding Ning said with a smile.

"Don’t get excited. I’ll check it out for you."

Professor Zheng stepped forward to take the patient’s pulse and look at his eyelids and tongue coating. She looked moved. He had recovered indeed, and all the previous symptoms had disappeared. She said with a smile, "Yes, you’ve recovered."

When turning around to look at Ding Ning, she fully expressed what a poker face was. She nodded slightly, "Not bad, get out of here, go upstairs on the right and enter the first room on the left of the second floor."

Ding Ning slightly bent, opened the door and went out.

She indicated to the patient, who kept excitedly praising that Ding Ning was a miracle-working doctor, that he should not make noises. Meanwhile, she took out the notebook and recorded, "During the clinical diagnosis, he was careful and precise when looking, listening, questioning and feeling the pulse, and gave correct prescriptions. Full marks!"

"Note: His specialty is acupuncture. He inserted the needles stably, accurately and vigorously, and his moxibustion produced an immediate effect."

After hesitating for a moment, Professor Zheng added a long comment after that, "His acupuncture skills are marvelous, which makes me feel inferior!"

Signature: Zheng Haiyan.

On the second floor, it was the third pass. Ding Ning gently knocked on the door.

With a voice saying "come in", he opened the door and walked in.

There was an old man in a white coat and a patient in the room.

Ding Ning quickly made a diagnosis that the patient was fractured. He immediately set his bone and fixed it with a splint. The patient could recover after resting in bed for only three months.

After Ding Ning left according to the instructions, the old man shook his head with a bitter smile and muttered that Ding Ning was a genius, while taking out a small notebook to record that Ding Ning’s specialty was bone setting.

At the fourth pass, it was a patient with epilepsy.

At the fifth pass, it was a patient with hemiplegia.

At the sixth pass, it was a gynecological patient, a very special gynecological patient. Ding Ning’s face darkened when he found out that she was a parturient and he should deliver the baby.

At the seventh pass, it was an eight-year-old boy who suffered from a serious eye disease and was about to be blind. Even the hospital could do nothing about it. There was basically no remedy for that. Ding Ning finally used his True Qi for the first time to cure him.

At the eighth pass, it was outrageous that it turned out to be a vegetative patient and all the doctors could do nothing to help the patient. Ding Ning hesitated for a while, because he wanted to hide his capability. However, at the thought of the benevolence of a doctor and that the lecturer Li Hongchun had told him to do his best, he used a lot of spiritual strength to awaken the vegetative patient.

The old professor who guarded the pass was so shocked that his eyeballs almost fell out. He looked at Ding Ning in a strange way.

At the ninth pass, Ding Ning was a bit dumbfounded to replace that he actually knew the two unconscious patients. For the first time he did not explain the reason why they were unconscious, because he was the person who made them unconscious.

The two patients turned out to be the two guys who had kidnapped Monkey. At that time, due to Liu Junwei’s mistake in judgment, they intended to give up Monkey’s life with these two kidnappers as the breakthrough. Ding Ning, who clearly knew about the acting style of those superiors, did something to the two gangsters without hesitation.

Without these two kidnappers as the breakthrough, Monkey’s life would become more important. That was the key reason why he dared to hijack the helicopter, but Han Xi had wondered why the superior departments did not blame him.

But at this moment, Ding Ning was puzzled. This assessment seemed to be inexplicably weird from beginning to end.

Those departments that should have turned to him for help did not show up, but now these two guys showed up here in this way, which made him feel uneasy at heart.

If it weren’t for the words Mr. Hu asked Li Hongchun to tell him, he would like to turn around and run away from these disputes.

Although he was daredevil at normal times without the slightest hesitation in the killing, he was scared when he really had done something against the state.

Should he treat them or not? If he did that and the guys from those departments suddenly fell out, Ding Ning didn’t know what they would do to him.

If he didn’t do that, he would definitely fail in this strange assessment. It was the key to whether he could accomplish the task assigned by his father, so he must not give it up.

He was in a dilemma and had never been so entangled.

In the conference room on the top floor of the experimental building, all the seats had been taken. There were both men and women, but almost half of them were old people with grey beard and hair exchanging their opinions in groups of three and four.

The other half were cautious and quite distinct from the old people. They behaved like officials, and Director Zhao was among them.

Mr. Hu, Mr. Zhang and Principal Lu were among the people who were exchanging. It should be a grand meeting of the scholars of traditional Chinese medicine. At the moment, it seemed to have evolved into an assessment with strong political tint.

As the leading scholars in the medical community, Mr. Hu, Mr. Zhang and Principal Lu should sit in the midst. But at this moment, two middle-aged people, who were in their forties and looked different from them, were sitting in the midst.

Jiang Kairong, deputy minister of the Ministry of Health, had a chubby face and looked amiable without assuming an air of deputy ministerial-level leader. He was talking cheerfully and humorously with a group of professors and experts.

The mayor of Ninghai City, Du Zewen, had eagle-like eyebrows, tiger-like eyes, an upright nose and a square mouth. His face made him look dignified with awe-inspiring righteousness. He was standing beside Jiang Kairong, and whispered a few words from time to time.

Although in terms of the level, he was even half a level higher than Jiang Kairong, Jiang Kairong was the central leader who inspected the work on behalf of the Ministry of Health. So he naturally should accompany him personally.

In addition to their secretaries, there was a middle-aged man with a faint smile on his square face sitting in the chair behind them. He was Mo Fei, the director of Ninghai Security Bureau.

At this moment, everyone fixed their eyes on an extremely large electronic screen, whispering with some doubts about Ding Ning’s complicated expression.

This incredible young medical genius had successfully passed the assessments of everyone present. These two patients had baffled all the medical experts present and made them unable to replace out the reason for their unconsciousness. It made sense that their unconsciousness baffled Ding Ning, and it was unexpected that their unconsciousness failed to baffle him.

Even Mr. Jiang, who always liked to argue with Mr. Hu, had no temper in front of Mr. Hu, who was complacent, at the moment. He could only say critically, "What are you complacent for? It’s not you who is so capable. Humph, I’ll be convinced only if this lad can cure these two patients."

"Humph, Jiang, according to the gambling contract, Ding Ning has now passed the assessment. These two patients are temporarily added into the assessment for the last attempt. Don’t be perverse."

On hearing Mr. Jiang’s words, Mr. Hu, who had always been Mr. Jiang’s opponent, shouted with rage.

"I’m not that kind of person like you. I, Jiang Kaixuan, have never broken my promise. You can consider that I’ve lost this bet, but I’ll be convinced only if this lad has tried every effort to wake up the two patients. Otherwise, I may not do my best to work for you. Maybe we can make another bet. I bet he can’t cure the two patients."

Mr. Jiang said in a weird tone, and Mr. Hu was so angry that he blushed, pointed at him and was unable to speak for a long while.

They had made a bet. If Ding Ning could go through the seven passes, they would consider that he passed the assessment and Mr. Hu would win the bet. Otherwise Mr. Hu would lose the bet.