Zhang Yongjun felt a bit embarrassed by Du Heng's straightforwardness. However, at this point, he couldn't afford to dwell on his embarrassment and asked again, "Did you use the same basic prescription for Secretary Bai's illness and Secretary Lu's treatment?"

Du Heng first nodded, then shook his head, leaving Zhang Yongjun and the others completely puzzled. They couldn't understand what Du Heng meant.

However, Du Heng didn't keep them waiting and explained directly, "I used the thinking behind this basic prescription, but I didn't entirely use this specific prescription."

Zhang Yongjun frowned. "President Du, can you explain in detail?"

Du Heng smiled. "Of course."

After a slight pause, he continued, "The basic idea of my prescription is to break the tumor and drain pus, while also nourishing vitality.

"Secretary Bai's problem was in his liver. Fire toxin accumulation had led to sores on the lobes of his liver. The liver governs dispersion and blood storage. Therefore, he only needed to have the heat cleared; his liver could then expel the toxins on its own without needing to break the tumor. There was no need to burden his liver further.

"If you asked Secretary Bai, he would tell you that after taking the medicine, his urine was dark yellow and had a particularly strong odor.

"As for Secretary Lu's situation, it was rather unique. He had what you Western medicine practitioners call ulcerative symptoms, meaning the tumor had already ruptured. So, there was still no need to break the tumor; all that was needed was for the pus and fire toxins in the wound to be drained.

"Therefore, Secretary Lu's method of expelling pus and toxins differed from Secretary Bai's; it required using bowel movements to expel this filth.

"Moreover, because one case involved the liver and the other the intestines, the medication also differed.

"Secretary Bai's medicine primarily targeted the liver meridian, with light and frequent doses, achieving rapid detoxification without increasing the burden on the liver. Secretary Lu's medicine, on the other hand, primarily targeted the large intestine meridian and kidney meridian. Since his condition was already ulcerative, slow and meticulous work wouldn't suffice. It had to be quick and decisive, directly expelling the toxic pus from the wound to make a clean break. Otherwise, the infection would continue to spread."

After Du Heng finished speaking, not only traditional Chinese medicine practitioners like Zhang Yongjun and his colleagues, but also the Western medicine practitioners, understood. They realized that this prescription had to be adapted for each individual.

No wonder Du Heng had already applied for research projects on 'stroke' and 'pediatric cerebral hypoplasia,' yet showed no inclination to tackle this category of illness—tumors—which had such a significant societal impact and that everyone spoke of with dread.

However, everyone now had a lingering thought: if this so-called general prescription wasn't truly universal, did Du Heng perhaps have some effective experiences or specific prescriptions for individual cases?

If such a thing existed, their trip today wouldn't have been in vain.

Zhang Yongjun had also considered this. However, to ask in such detail... he still had to maintain some decorum as a senior practitioner and didn't dare to press too hard. Instead, he changed his approach and asked, "Doctor Du, in these two treatment cases, or rather, among all the tumor cases you've treated, are there any commonalities?"

Du Heng pondered for a moment. "If we're talking about commonalities, there indeed are some. Among the patients I have treated, excluding two cases of uterine fibroids which were discovered early and thus offer little for comparison, the others, according to Western medicine classification, were all patients whose tumors had reached the middle-late stage. They all shared a common characteristic: insufficient stomach qi.

"Take Secretary Bai and our Secretary Lu, whom you're familiar with, for example. Their stomach qi was almost non-existent.

"And when I treat this condition, an essential step is to support the stomach qi. If stomach qi can be generated, there's a chance for treatment. If the stomach qi is completely depleted, then there is no hope."

After saying this, Du Heng thought for a moment and added, "In traditional Chinese medicine, the classification of these conditions isn't as detailed as in Western medicine, nor does it differentiate based on location in the same way.

"Traditional Chinese medicine primarily looks at the formation of the condition, and this formation is quite straightforward: it stems from cold, dampness, fire, or heat. As long as the pattern differentiation is clear, one simply dispels dampness where needed or purges fire where needed.

"As for how to dispel or purge, the various schools and sects have many methods, so I won't list them one by one."

Noticing Zhang Yongjun's hesitant expression, as if he wanted to speak but was holding back, Du Heng added, "As for the dosage of that basic prescription, it's impossible to standardize. These types of conditions are different from other illnesses.

"For common illnesses, even if the dosage is slightly light, the prescribed medicine will still have some effect. But it's different for these conditions. If the dosage isn't enough, it simply isn't enough. Not only will it be ineffective, but sometimes it can even be counterproductive.

"So, regarding how to use this basic prescription, I can discuss it with you, Director Zhang, and the others when I have time. However, the specific dosage must be determined based on the actual situation."

Zhang Yongjun blinked a couple of times. Well now, this young man is incredibly sharp, he thought. I only asked two questions, and he figured out what our group was after, laying everything out preemptively.

For a moment, Zhang Yongjun had no more questions and turned to look at Dean Luo.

Although Dean Luo couldn't understand their technical discussion, seeing the expression on Zhang Yongjun's face, he knew the core conversation was essentially over. He then smiled at Du Heng and said, "President Du, I was wondering if you have some time today? I'd like to treat you to a meal."

Du Heng smiled but declined directly, "I'm sorry, Dean Luo, I really don't have time today.

"You see, my Health Clinic just had its official opening, and there are still many things I need to handle. Besides, I have a personal matter at home this evening; I need to go up the mountain to bring my older brother to the city."

He paused slightly, then continued with a smile, "How about this? I'll pick a suitable time, and I'll host a meal. I'd like to invite Dean Luo and all the esteemed directors and seniors. It would be a good opportunity for me to learn from your valuable work experiences."