A real experience of my visit to a Chinese medicine practitioner

How could I have ever imagined that an ordinary Chinese medicine outpatient visit would nearly kill me, making me still scared when I think about it!

I used to be a big fan of Chinese medicine, and I think it's not a big pain in the ass, but just a series of sub-healthy states such as dizziness, laziness, weakness, and lack of energy, so I find Chinese medicine is more effective than Western medicine, and when it's done properly, it may be able to treat the root cause of the problem. Based on this concept, when I feel unwell, I think of going to see a Chinese medicine practitioner.

I went to an old Chinese medicine clinic in Shanghai.

I went to the clinic after the first class in the morning, and there was nothing wrong with my body, but I was just a little lazy, and I didn't have a good night's rest. The subway is very convenient, two or three stops away, out of the subway walk not far is the clinic. The weather that day was very good, early summer, just after the rain, full of green.

When I arrived at the clinic, I guessed that there were no specialists at this time. I think the doctor try to find a specialist, see understand the disease, and then get medicine, general outpatient clinic can be. The first time I saw a woman in the house, I was able to see her and her husband, and I was able to see her and her husband. I was glad. I was very happy to hang up a specialist's number.

According to the guide to the third floor, to find my hang up the specialist's outpatient room. There were 14 or 15 people in line in front of me, so I had to wait patiently. I had to wait patiently. It was easy for me to get into the room. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to find the right one, but I'm sure you're going to be able to find the right one. Next to him sat two young doctors who looked like they had recently graduated, as if they were his disciples. When prescribing medicines, the old doctor was talking, and a young doctor next to him was using a computer to record the prescription. The first time I saw this, I was able to get a good deal on the computer, and I was able to get a good deal on the computer.

When I went in, the old doctor was talking to his apprentice, as if by virtue of what title. I sat down, they basically stopped, the old doctor asked me a few questions, like where do I feel uncomfortable? How long has it been going on? Then a token pulse is taken and then the prescription is stated while the young doctor next to me listens and prints. After waiting most of the morning, the prescription came out in three to five minutes.

It can't be helped. Every time I go to the doctor, most of the time is not to see the doctor, but to wait. There are so many people seeing the doctor, what time to go, the hospital is bustling with people.

Then to the pharmacy, waiting to be dispensed. The pharmacy was also full of people, had to wait patiently. The caller kept ringing, and one after another, someone took a big bag of medicine, contentedly left. How much time I waited, I can not remember, I saw with me to see a specialist, than I was behind the people also took the medicine to leave. I felt that the waiting time was a bit abnormal.

Suddenly someone called out my number, not by radio, but by someone in the pharmacy. She shouted for me to go inside the prescription, how could I go inside the pharmacy to get the medicine? I went in a bit jittery.

A female staff member in her forties said, "There's something wrong with your prescription, get a doctor to rewrite it."

I was a bit puzzled as to how a staff member of a pharmacy could deny the prescription of a major specialist.

She said, "The amount of cinnabar is too much, it's not normal. You rush to the doctor."

I was a bit nervous and rushed to find a doctor with the prescription, but that specialist had already finished his morning clinic. I had to wait until 1 pm to go to work to find him again. Good thing this specialist was a one-day clinic.

When I went to work in the afternoon, I was the first one to walk into his clinic, and he was still a little impressed and asked, "Didn't you finish this morning?"

I said, "Yes, but there seems to be a problem with the prescription."

He took the prescription and his face changed immediately. I checked on my cell phone at noon, cinnabar main contains mercury sulfide, dosage each time 0.1 ~ 0.5 grams, the maximum dose of 0.5 grams, overdose can cause mercury poisoning, as well as liver and kidney function damage, etc.. And my prescription is clearly written on the cinnabar 10 grams!

As a doctor, he understands best what this amount means. I saw him sweating on his forehead and his hands were shaking a bit. I kind of said to him, "You're killing people."

He hurriedly apologized, trembling hand to change the prescription, it turned out that his apprentice mistakenly wrote Hovenia as vermilion, because in the computer are the beginning of the Z, the two names of medicines next to each other. This is ridiculous!

I know I can take this prescription do not give him, I also know that the phone in my hand, make a hotline call, is the moment of the matter ...... but I saw his old face, trembling hands, sweat on the forehead, all of a sudden gave birth to compassion. My a phone call, it is possible that he lost his job, or reputation.

Forget it, his mistake is not intentional cruelty, my charge may be intentional cruelty.

I can't bear the thought of causing harm to someone else, whether intentional or unintentional. I said a few words to him, just do not let such a danger happen to others. He was naturally grateful.

Walking out of the clinic, the outside is still cool after the early summer rain, full of verdure, but in my life is born out of the lost and found precious!