What he said was true. He did not have the conditions for a liver transplant here.

If he really needed a liver transplant, Shen Rong would naturally choose a large hospital, which was more reliable, and would not go to his own hospital anyway.

"That's good, haha, that's good."

Shen Rongchang breathed a sigh of relief and then asked: "Then, how do you plan to treat it?"

How to cure alcoholic liver disease? Xia Liang naturally already had a method in mind.

Shen Rong's alcoholic liver disease is an alcoholic liver disease caused by yin deficiency in the liver and kidneys. In the treatment plan of traditional Chinese medicine, it is necessary to nourish the liver and kidneys and activate blood circulation and diuresis.

At this moment, after hearing Shen Rong's words, Xia Liang smiled lightly and said, "It's easy to cure. A good prescription can cure the disease!"

Shen Rong was immediately ecstatic, his heart was beating "Plop, Plop", and his mood became even more exciting.

As long as he doesn't have a liver transplant, as long as he doesn't undergo surgery, and as long as his liver is still his own, then that's fine!

"Then, Doctor Xia, hurry up and give me a prescription!"

"By the way, do you have this kind of medicine here? I caught him by the way."

Shen Rong said quickly.

"There's no rush, there's a certain order in seeing a doctor. You pay the money first, and then I'll treat you!"

Xia Liang said calmly.

"Oh, yes, yes, look at me, I'm a little confused when I'm so anxious."

"Aaron, bring me my wallet."

Shen Rong quickly shouted to the driver behind him.

The driver quickly stepped forward and handed over Shen Rong's wallet.

Shen Rong picked up his wallet, opened it, took out a wad of banknotes, counted ten of them, put them on the table and said, "The medical fee of a thousand yuan, the cost of traditional Chinese medicine is not included, do you think it's okay?"

Xia Liang did not reach for the money on the table, but asked with a joking smile on his face: "Boss Shen, if you go to the hospital for a liver transplant, how much does a liver source cost?"

Shen Rong was stunned and said subconsciously: "It should be tens of thousands, right?"

The driver next to him couldn't help but interjected: "Boss, a liver source costs at least 20 cents. People in my village have asked about it."

"This was the price ten years ago, but now it might be fifty cents."

Shen Rong smiled awkwardly and said, "Yes, yes, I was negligent, fifty cents."

"But, aren't we going to do liver transplant now?"

Xia Liang asked back: "Then do you want to have a liver transplant, or do you not want to have a liver transplant?"

Shen Rong said hurriedly: "Of course I won't replace it. After all, I can't feel at ease using someone else's liver. Besides, liver transplantation is very risky. Even if the liver source is matched, if rejection or infection occurs later, then That’s serious.”

Having said this, he suddenly came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly and said, "Uh, I'm sorry, Dr. Xia, I was careless."

"In this case, is it okay if I give you ten percent of the consultation fee?"

Xia Liang sneered and said, "My medical skills are not that cheap!"

"I am a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. I treat illnesses and save people. As long as I am worthy of this plaque behind me."

"However, this does not mean that Chinese medicine is cheaper than Western medicine!"

Shen Rong hesitated and asked, "Then, how much medical fee do you need?"

Xia Liang said in a deep voice: "Yimao!"

Shen Rong was startled and almost jumped up from his chair.

A dime!

Why don't you go and grab it!

A Chinese medicine doctor asked for ten cents for a consultation fee!

Although he made a lot of money after completing the project this time, a dime is not a small amount for him.

Xia Liang seemed to have read through Shen Rong's thoughts and asked calmly: "Why, in a Western medicine hospital, are you willing to spend fifty cents to buy a liver, plus the cost of liver replacement surgery, hospitalization fees, treatment fees, etc. "

"By the time you recover and are discharged from the hospital, I'm afraid it will cost you about one yuan."

"And now, you are here at the Chinese Medicine Clinic, but you are not willing to pay even 100,000 yuan?"

"Do you think Chinese medicine is not as good as Western medicine?"

Facing Xia Liang's question, Shen Rong was stunned!

In fact, Xia Liang really spoke his mind!

Subconsciously, he believed that Chinese medicine was inferior to Western medicine.

Because, for a long time, Chinese medicine had given him the impression of maintaining health, massage, and health care, and it was completely impossible to see a doctor!

But now, he immediately woke up.

If it were before, he would still think so.

But Xia Liang's medical skills had completely shattered his cognition.

Just because Xia Liang casually mentioned his illness before, it was dozens of times better than Dr. Wang, the cardiologist who treated him in the hospital before!

Moreover, Western medicine to treat his alcoholic liver disease not only requires liver transplantation, but also carries high follow-up risks, which may even be life-threatening.

But unlike traditional Chinese medicine, Xia Liang could cure his alcoholic liver disease without liver transplantation or surgery.

Between these two, which one is stronger and which one is weaker will be judged!

Thinking of this, Shen Rong immediately stood up, bowed respectfully to Xia Liang, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, Doctor Xia, I was presumptuous."

As he said that, he slapped himself a few times.

Then he continued: "Subconsciously, I have been looking at Chinese medicine with the old ideas and have not changed my mind. This is my problem. I sincerely apologize to you now."

"I hope you can accept my apology, I'm sorry."

The expression on Xia Liang's face softened, and he smiled calmly and said: "Haha, Boss Shen is joking, medical skills do not distinguish between national boundaries, and medical skills do not distinguish between categories."

"As long as it can cure diseases, it is good medical skill."

Shen Rong nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, Dr. Xia is right."

"Actually, if you charge me even a cent, it's already a very small amount. I'm so embarrassed. I'm sorry."

Then, he took out all the money in his wallet and said, "Here is exactly 10 cents, which is the final payment after I finish the project."

As Shen Rong said that, he put Yimao on Xia Liang's table.

Xia Liang was not polite and collected all the money directly.

The money was his consultation fee and a testimony of his medical skills. He could take it with peace of mind.

Moreover, he didn’t want much at all.

On the contrary, compared with Western medicine liver transplantation, it is already very few.

When Shen Rong saw Xia Liang accepting the money, he immediately felt relieved.

Just now he was afraid that Xia Liang would be angry with him and not accept the money.

In that case, he really doesn't know what to do!

There are two kinds of people in this world who must never be offended.

One is teachers, because they teach and educate people, which is related to your child's future.

The other one is the doctor. They treat illnesses and save lives. They hold your life in their hands!

No one can guarantee that they will be safe and healthy throughout their lives, and that they will not get sick or go to the hospital.

Likewise, these two professions are also worthy of respect!

Xia Liang, on the other hand, was actually not very angry about Shen Rong's behavior.

Although he despised Chinese medicine, this was not his original intention.

But today's traditional Chinese medicine has an embarrassing status in society.

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