CHAPTER 341: 317 UNSTOPPABLE BLEEDING

Dong Yuezhang covered his mouth, glanced at the teasing Du Heng, and said irritably, "Alright, Du Heng, you’re great, you’re the best. Please prescribe the medication for me."

Du Heng chuckled. "The Health Clinic wants to rent the courtyard next door. What do you think about renting it to me?"

Dong Yuezhang didn’t understand what Du Heng was talking about and asked, "Which courtyard?"

"It’s the old courtyard of the Agricultural Technology Station. The Health Clinic is looking to upgrade and lacks space, and there are three red brick buildings next door that are perfect. If you rent them to me for a remodel, they would suit my needs."

"Then go find the Agricultural Technology Station. Why are you looking for me?" Dong Yuezhang asked.

"There’s nothing left of the Agricultural Technology Station; there are no staff left in our township. That’s why I came to you. Agreed?"

"Agree my ass! I don’t know anything, so how can I agree?" Dong Yuezhang retorted.

Du Heng put down the pen in his hand and looked at Dong Yuezhang with a smile. "If you disagree, I won’t prescribe the medication for you. Find someone else."

Dong Yuezhang looked at Du Heng, who was acting shamelessly, and was about to speak when Du Heng cut in, "Let me tell you, the prescription I’m giving you will show results after two doses and root out the problem after five. Not everyone has my skills."

Dong Yuezhang didn’t take Du Heng’s threats seriously. He leaned back, covering his teeth, and said, "You prescribe the medicine. I don’t know if I’ll rent the place to you, but if you don’t prescribe the medicine for me, you certainly won’t be able to rent it. You decide."

Du Heng was a bit taken aback. He seemed to have forgotten that the initiative lay in Dong Yuezhang’s hands.

Jin Zan watched Du Heng’s dumbstruck expression and laughed heartily. "That’s what you get for posing. Overdid it, didn’t you?"

"Shut up," Du Heng shot a glance at Jin Zan. "Your condition is a case of excessive stomach heat. We just need to clear the stomach and reduce the heat. Brother Dong, I’ll prepare your prescription. I’ll decoct the medicine for you now. Come here before you go to work tomorrow morning, drink another dose, and the hemorrhage in your gums will stop immediately. In the future, just come here when it’s time to eat; I’ll have the medicine ready for you in advance. How about that?"

Jin Zan shot back a glance at Du Heng and, with a look of disdain, said, "Bootlicker, you’ll end up with nothing."

"Pfft, you wish you had a chance to bootlick," Du Heng said, ignoring Jin Zan’s contemptuous look.

Then he looked at Dong Yuezhang again. "During the days when you are taking this medicine, don’t eat anything spicy or stimulating, don’t drink alcohol, and don’t stay up late. I guarantee that once you finish this medication, the problem will be rooted out."

Getting up to leave, Du Heng moved towards the exit, ready to get Dong Yuezhang’s medicine while the Pharmacy Doctor was still there.

But Jin Zan stood up abruptly. "Du, jokes are jokes, but you can’t sabotage it like this."

"What did I sabotage?" Du Heng stopped and looked at Jin Zan in confusion.

"Didn’t I just tell you? Dong is treating us to a meal today, and now you’re saying he can’t eat spicy food or drink alcohol. Isn’t that sabotaging it?"

"We can’t have a good time just because we can’t eat spicy food or drink alcohol?" Du Heng sneered at Jin Zan. "And let me remind you, your wife is pregnant. If you dare to come home drunk, be careful of being thrown out by your mother and your wife."

These words instantly silenced Jin Zan, who subsequently sat down glumly.

Dong Yuezhang had been happily watching the two of them, but at hearing this news, he quickly asked, "Jin, your wife is pregnant?"

"Yeah, we just found out last week."

"Congratulations, you’ve finally got what you wished for." Dong Yuezhang gently patted Jin Zan’s shoulder.

As brothers, he understood very well the quarrel between Jin Zan and his wife some time ago. Now that they were having a child, it was indeed a cause for celebration.

"Brother, I’ll remember this meal. When the child is born, I’ll treat you to a good one. But for now, listen to your brother, go home and be with your wife."

Du Heng smiled without further comment and prepared to go to the front yard.

As soon as he stepped out of his office, he saw Xiao Li rushing in. The moment Xiao Li saw Du Heng, he began to shout, "Dean, hurry, there’s a man with a nose hemorrhage!"

Looking at the flustered Xiao Li, Du Heng was a bit annoyed. A nose hemorrhage causing such a fuss; that showed a real lack of composure.

"Calm down, don’t panic." Seeing Xiao Li’s pale and anxious face, Du Heng asked him to calm down a bit.

Xiao Li seemed not to understand what Du Heng meant and said anxiously, "Dean, a man came in with a nose hemorrhage. It won’t stop, and he’s already lost nearly half a basin of blood. Please, go take a look! Dr. Yu and Dr. Huo have already tried everything they can."

Xiao Li had barely finished speaking when Du Heng immediately started to run. To hell with his own advice to stay calm.

He sprinted straight to Yu Haiting’s office and saw a young man there, neck craned, head bowed, allowing blood to drip from his nose into a basin in front of him.

And in the basin, though not as severe as Xiao Li had described, a quick glance suggested the blood was at least a finger deep.

Taking into account that the patient had been having a nose hemorrhage before he arrived at the Health Clinic, as well as the time on the road, the quantity must have been quite alarming.

Yu Haiting stood up when he saw Du Heng coming in. "Dean."

Du Heng didn’t speak to Yu Haiting but instead turned to Xiao Li. "Xiao Li, go get my needle toolkit."

Upon receiving the order, Xiao Li turned and ran out the door.

Only then did Du Heng ask Yu Haiting, "What’s the situation?"

"The patient is twenty-five years old, a physical education teacher at the Central Primary School. He was playing with the students after class when he got hit in the nose by a basketball. This is the result."

Yu Haiting glanced at the man who was still having a nose hemorrhage and continued quickly, "At school, he rinsed his forehead with cold water and also tried to stop the hemorrhage by stuffing his nostrils with toilet paper. But none of it worked. When he stuffed his nostrils—if he stuffed the left one, blood flowed from the right; if he stuffed the right one, blood flowed from the left; and if he stuffed both, he started swallowing large amounts of blood.

"Dr. Huo and I tried all the possible methods just now, but none of them seemed to have any effect. I’ve already asked the nurse to get an ice pack, but I’m not sure if it will work."

"How long has it been?"

"Based on what he said, it should be around twenty minutes."

"Does he understand what is happening to him? Is it a coagulation problem, or does he have any underlying diseases?"

Just as Du Heng finished asking this question, the young man lifted his head, tilted his face upwards, and started wiping with a tissue again. "I’m not sick, Doctor. I was just hit by a basketball."

"If he doesn’t know, then we should do some check-ups, or else the hemorrhage won’t stop," Du Heng said. He then looked down at the young man. "Give me your hands."

The young man, throwing away the blood-saturated toilet paper in his hand, extended his hands with a puzzled look.

Du Heng immediately grabbed the roots of the young man’s middle fingers. He applied so much force that the young man abruptly withdrew his hands.

"Don’t move," Du Heng said, holding the fingers tightly. "Remember this when you have a nose hemorrhage next time: don’t tilt your head back, don’t swallow hard. If your left nostril has a hemorrhage, press the root of your right middle finger, and vice versa. In general, minor hemorrhages can be stopped this way."

Just then, Xiao Li and Wu Buwei came running in with the needle toolkit.

Wu Buwei had become very adept at being Du Heng’s assistant.

Even before Du Heng could give a command, he had already taken out several long needles and begun disinfecting them with alcohol.

"Xiao Li, come here and pinch these two fingers for him, at the roots. Pinch them hard."

After switching hands, Du Heng took the needle utensils from Wu Buwei, found the Dazhui (GV14) point, wiped it with alcohol cotton, and then repeatedly pricked lightly with the needle tip. Each time blood oozed out, he used a cotton swab to wipe it off.

When he felt that enough blood had been withdrawn through acupuncture, he also placed needles at the LI-20, LI-04, and GV-23 points.

As soon as Du Heng had finished all the acupuncture, the hemorrhage from the young man’s nostrils noticeably decreased.

Du Heng picked up a tissue again, wiped the blood off the area around the young man’s nostrils, and noticed a small trickle of blood water still flowing down. He took up the long needle once more.

This time, however, the point he was going to needle was the ophryon.

"Don’t move."

The effect was immediate once the needle was inserted at this point, and the hemorrhage from the nose finally stopped.

However, by this time, the young man’s face was extremely pale, and his lips were devoid of color.

"Buwei, you keep an eye on him. Don’t let him move around and dislodge the needles. I’m going to prepare some medicine."

Having instructed Wu Buwei, Du Heng turned around and left the room.

But at the doorway, he saw Jin Zan and Dong Yuezhang.

Seeing that Du Heng was quite busy and considering that Dong Yuezhang was indeed feeling unwell today, the matter of having a meal was dropped. "Du, you go ahead with your work; we’ll leave first."

"Hold on for a moment. Let Dong finish his medicine before you leave."

With this, he led the two to the front hall, handed the prescription to Wang Zhenzhen who was about to finish work, and said, "Zhenzhen, enter this on the system. Then have Wei Wen deliver it to my office after it’s prepared."

"Alright, I got it."

Turning around to the two men, Du Heng said, "You should just wait in my office. I won’t be able to attend to you as I’m a bit busy."

The two nodded, turned around, and went back to Du Heng’s office.

At this moment, Yu Haiting came downstairs from the third floor with blood collection equipment. Seeing Du Heng, he asked, "Dean, is it really necessary to do this check-up?"

"Just do it. A nose hemorrhage caused by trauma shouldn’t be this heavy. Let’s rule out other diseases so we can all feel more at ease."

"Then I’ll go do it."

"Right, this young man has lost a significant amount of blood. Help him replenish some fluids."

"Alright."

After the two parted ways, Du Heng went straight into the Pharmacy and had the Pharmacy Doctor find dragon bone and charred hair. Then he took the items to the decoction room at the back.

He wanted to dry out the ingredients and then grind them to powder.

This process required patience and should be done slowly.

So much so that when Wei Wen came into the decoction room with medicine to prepare, he was still slowly drying the medicine ingredients.

"Dean, who did you want me to deliver the medicine to?" Wei Wen asked, looking at the busy Du Heng.

"It’s for Dong Yuezhang, the prescription I wrote. I thought, since you know him, it would be better for you to deliver it. If someone else delivers it and happens to recognize Dong, it might stir up some unnecessary gossip."

"I was wondering who it could be."

By the time Wei Wen’s medicine was decocted, Du Heng had just finished drying the two medicine ingredients. He then took out a grinder, put all the ingredients into it, and ground them to powder.