"Moreover, the Health Clinic's erroneous developnt needs correction, and we must pick up the pace. Without an old veteran like you overseeing things, it's easy to go off track."
Lu Zhongjiang was visibly moved, but his expression quickly turned sowhat bleak as he said, "Sigh, I'm afraid my body can't take it. Besides, the higher-ups are probably already considering my early retirent."
"Nonsense. The Health Clinic is now under the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital. Your retirent requires their signed approval."
Du Heng spoke very seriously, "And I don't intend for you to work as you did before; you can't personally handle everything. In the ti leading up to your official retirent, your role will be to oversee the general direction and provide proper guidance to the new Dean, Qiu Pingzhen. An Old Predecessor like you, with such a wealth of experience—I'm not willing to just let you go."
Lu Zhongjiang looked seriously at Du Heng for a long mont before saying, "Alright, I'll give it a try. But if I don't do a good job, you can't complain."
"Just 'trying' isn't enough. You need to impart everything you know; otherwise, I can't agree."
Du Heng smiled as he spoke, gently releasing Lu Zhongjiang's wrist from the pulse diagnosis and carefully placing his hand down. "Alright, I won't disturb your rest any longer. I have my own matters to attend to as well."
"Mm, okay."
Du Heng then left the hospital room, signaling Yu Haiting and Lu Qiaoer to follow. He didn't intend to go to the office. Once they were a short distance away, he stopped, turned to Lu Qiaoer, and asked, "How was Secretary Lu's condition yesterday and last night?"
Lu Qiaoer's previously relaxed expression had vanished. Hearing Du Heng's question, she replied with a hint of worry, "Yesterday, he urinated four tis. The urine was slightly reddish, and the volu was small each ti. He had three bowel movents, each containing pus and blood. Afterwards, he appeared to be in extre pain and walked very awkwardly. However, the pain has eased slightly. He also slept for a short while last night, and it was quite sound."
Du Heng's expression remained unchanged. After Lu Qiaoer finished, he said directly, "Relax, this is a normal bodily reaction. These symptoms should lessen after today. For the next few days, dispelling pus and eliminating toxins is secondary. The main priority is to support his stomach qi, which ans restoring his ability to eat."
"His appetite has indeed improved. He ate a small half-bowl of noodles last night. And this morning, before you arrived, my Dad drank more than half a bowl of congee."
Du Heng exhaled lightly. "That's very good. As long as his appetite returns, Secretary Lu's body will recover quickly. But don't just give him noodles or congee. He can eat other things too, as long as they aren't spicy or irritating. Also, avoid lamb. Secretary Lu's intestines are the problem, not his digestion or absorption. Eating nutritious food will benefit his recovery."
Hearing that Secretary Lu was only eating congee or noodles, Du Heng couldn't help but give a wry smile. So people don't understand dietary restrictions and eat whatever they want recklessly. Others are as wary of eating at and vegetables as if they were tigers or leopards. It's truly two extres.
Hearing this, Lu Qiaoer quickly explained, afraid Du Heng might misunderstand and think she wasn't willing to give her father better food, "I just thought that since my Dad's illness is in his stomach and intestines, easily digestible food would be better for him."
Du Heng smiled and shook his head. "That's not necessary. As long as he avoids irritating things like chili and garlic, and stimulating foods, he can eat anything else he wants. If Secretary Lu feels like eating it, let him. Secretary Lu's stomach is fine. Once food passes through the stomach, it all ends up looking the sa. So, don't be overly restrictive with his diet. He should eat what he needs to."
Seeing Lu Qiaoer nod in agreent, Du Heng turned to Yu Haiting. "Keep the dosage of yesterday's prescription the sa: one dose per day. Notify when there's no more pus or blood in his stool, or when the blood in his stool turns bright red. I..."
As he spoke, an image suddenly flashed through Du Heng's mind, and a chill went down his spine.
Yu Haiting looked at him, puzzled. "Dean, is there sothing else?"
Du Heng snapped out of it. "No, it's nothing. Just notify when it's ti to change the dicine. Alright, you can get back to your work. I have other things to do today, so I won't stay."
After settling Lu Zhongjiang's affairs, Du Heng walked briskly towards his car. Halfway there, he suddenly felt uneasy. He found the phone number Zhang Yongjun had given him yesterday and dialed it.
"Director Zhang, are you busy at the mont?"
"Haha, President Du! I just arrived at Secretary Bai's. I was about to give him the dicine after a quick check-up."
Du Heng let out a soft sigh of relief and quickly asked, "How is Secretary Bai doing now?"
"Very good." Zhang Yongjun's tone was full of admiration. "The pain has basically disappeared, and the bloating has receded. Just now, the housekeeper told Secretary Bai slept soundly all night. President Du, the dicine you prescribed is a godsend. I plan to have Secretary Bai take the dicine one more ti today. After that, I'll arrange for a Whole body check for him to look at so of his physical indicators. Firstly, it's necessary. Secondly, I also wanted to ask you: does Secretary Bai need a change in his dicine now?"
Du Heng scratched his head. "Is that really necessary?"
"It is." Zhang Yongjun, who had been cheerful just a mont ago, sighed. "The Health Group and the Health Commission both require this data for their records. Our findings from tongue coating and pulse count don't count for them."
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