Dr K.K.Tan Specialist Clinic

Dr K.K.Tan Specialist Clinic Internal Medicine and Kidney Specialist, Clinical Hypnotherapist, Anti Ageing, Aesthetic and Regenerative Therapy. Established since 1994.

Specialist interest in promoting holistic medical therapy to wide range of internal medicine and kidney disorders. Utilising the latest anti ageing, aesthetic and regenerative medicines advances to complement the wellness of the patients. Certified clinical hypnotherapist. Accomplished public and motivational speaker.

《Stem Cells: Medical Breakthrough or Big Circus of Modern Medicine?》《干细胞:医学突破,还是现代医学马戏团?》In modern medicine, few words c...
03/06/2026

《Stem Cells: Medical Breakthrough or Big Circus of Modern Medicine?》
《干细胞:医学突破,还是现代医学马戏团?》

In modern medicine, few words can make people’s eyes shine brighter than “stem cells.”

Mention stem cells at a dinner table and suddenly everyone becomes a part-time scientist. Uncle with knee pain sits up. Auntie with wrinkles leans forward. The businessman asks whether it can make him young again. The golfer asks whether it can repair his back pain. Some uncles at the corner whispers, “Can it improve.....performance ah?”

Suddenly, the whole restaurant becomes a medical conference — "sponsored" by hope, fear, and some very expensive brochures.

Let us be fair from the start.
Stem cells are not nonsense.

They are one of the most exciting areas in medical science. Properly used, stem-cell and cell-based therapies have already helped patients with serious diseases.

Bone marrow transplantation, for example, is a real and established form of stem-cell therapy.

More recently, the US FDA approved Ryoncil, a mesenchymal stromal cell therapy, for children with steroid-refractory acute graft-versus-host disease, a serious complication after bone marrow transplant.

That is real medicine: specific disease, specific indication, strict regulation, careful monitoring.

But between real science and public advertising, something strange happened.

Stem cells left the laboratory, entered the shopping mall and some beauty parlour, put on a glitter jacket, and joined the circus.

Today, stem cells are sometimes marketed as if they are magical repairmen carrying tiny toolboxes inside the body.
Bad knee? Stem cells.
Tired body? Stem cells.
Wrinkles? Stem cells.
Diabetes? Stem cells.
Hair loss? Stem cells.
Aging? Stem cells.
Marriage problem? Maybe not yet, but give the industry another few years.

The advertisements pamphlets are usually beautifully designed. There is always a smiling person in a white coat, a medical grade microscope photo, some blue DNA graphics, and words like “regenerative,” “rejuvenation,” “natural,” “cutting-edge,” “Swiss technology,” “Japanese protocol,” and “Nobel Prize science.”

The brochure looks so advanced that even the cells may feel pressured to perform.

This is where the public must be careful.

Real stem-cell medicine is not a buffet item. You cannot simply pick “knee repair,” “anti-aging,” “brain rejuvenation,” and “immune boost” like ordering dim sum.

In proper medicine, every treatment must answer basic questions: What disease? What cell type? What dose? What route? What evidence? What risks? What long-term outcome? Who regulates it?

The US FDA has repeatedly warned patients about unapproved regenerative medicine products, including stem cells and exosomes, especially when marketed for conditions without medical evidences.

The FDA also states that regenerative products have not been approved for many commonly advertised conditions such as autism, chronic pain, fatigue, blindness and several others.

The International Society for Stem Cell Research also advises patients and families to distinguish scientifically proven treatments from unproven ones, especially those promoted with false or predatory marketing.

In simple language: if the treatment sounds like it can fix everything from your knee cartilage to your personality, please slow down.

One of the funniest things in medicine is the phrase “no side effects.” Whenever I hear that, my blood pressure quietly stands up and salutes.

In medicine, even drinking too much water can cause problems. Even oxygen, if misused, can be harmful. So when someone says an injected biological product has “no side effects,” my first question is: Are we still discussing medicine, or have we entered Fantacy Island?

Stem cells are living biological agents. They are not vitamin C tablets. Depending on the type and preparation, they may divide, secrete growth factors, influence inflammation, alter immune responses, and interact with tissues in unpredictable ways.

With some stem-cell types, especially pluripotent cells, there are concerns about abnormal growth or tumor formation if cells are not properly controlled.

With poorly prepared products, there are also risks of infection, contamination, immune reactions, inflammation, clotting events, and simply wasting a large amount of money.

Then comes the testimonial.
Ah, the testimonial — the "national anthem" of medical spurious marketing.

“Before treatment, I could not walk. After three injections, I climbed up Penang Hill and down, danced Latin cha cha at my daughter’s wedding, and chased my neighbour’s annoying dog.”

Wonderful. But medicine cannot be built on one happy story.

Pain naturally fluctuates. Placebo effect is powerful. Some patients improve because they rested, lost weight, exercised, took physiotherapy, changed medication, or simply stopped doing the activity that injured them.

A personal testimonial is not a clinical trial.
It is a story with good lighting.

The most vulnerable people are not foolish people. They are desperate people.

Patients with chronic pain, degenerative disease, stroke, Parkinson’s, kidney disease requiring dialysis, cancer fear, infertility worries, or aging anxiety are easy targets.

When conventional medicine honestly says, “We can help, control, slow down, rehabilitate, but not guarantee a miracle.”
The circus master then appears and says, “Step right in. We have the miracle package. Today only offer.”

Hope is beautiful.
False hope is expensive cruelty.

This does not mean we should reject stem-cell science. Quite the opposite. The future of regenerative medicine is genuinely exciting.

Scientists are studying cell therapy, gene editing, tissue engineering, organoids, immune cells, and ways to repair damaged organs.

In the next 20 to 30 years, medicine may change dramatically. We may see better treatments for blood disorders, immune diseases, some cancers, degenerative conditions, and perhaps organ failure.

But real breakthroughs usually arrive wearing hospital shoes, not circus boots.

The public should remember one simple rule: stem cells are not automatically fake, but stem-cell marketing is often suspicious until proven otherwise.

Before accepting treatment, ask:
Is this treatment suits my condition? Is there strong published human evidence? Who prepares the cells? Is the lab GMP certified? What are the risks? What is the follow-up? What happens if complications occur?

And most importantly: why is the payment package more detailed than the scientific explanation?

Real science welcomes questions.
The circus prefers applause.

So, are stem cells a medical breakthrough or the big circus of modern medicine?

The answer is: both.

In the laboratory and proper clinic setting, stem cells may represent one of the great medical revolutions of our time.
But in the wrong hands, they become a medical theatre — complete with bright lights, exaggerated promises, celebrity testimonials, and tickets expensive enough to make your wallet need intensive care.

Stem cells may help build the future of medicine. But until the evidence is clear, the indication is certified, and the safety is properly monitored, please do not let a clown in a glittery jacket inject tomorrow’s dream into your today’s body.

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《干细胞:医学突破,还是现代医学马戏团?》
《Stem Cells: Medical Breakthrough or Big Circus of Modern Medicine?》

在现代医学里,很少有几个字像“干细胞”这样,能够瞬间点亮一桌人的眼睛。

饭桌上一提到干细胞,气氛马上不一样。
膝盖痛的叔叔忽然坐直了身体;
担心皱纹的阿姨悄悄靠近一点;
生意人认真地问:可以抗老吗?
打高尔夫的朋友马上补一句:腰椎可以修吗?
角落里的 uncle 压低声音问:那方面……会不会也有帮助?

一瞬间,整间餐厅仿佛变成了国际医学大会。而‘’赞助单位‘’是:‘’希望‘’、‘’焦虑‘’,以及一叠印刷精美、价格不菲的宣传册。

我们先说句公道话:干细胞不是江湖骗术。
干细胞科学,确实是现代医学最令人期待的领域之一。

在正确的医学环境里,干细胞与细胞治疗,已经帮助了一些严重疾病患者。骨髓移植,本质上就是一种成熟而真正的干细胞治疗。

近年,美国 FDA 也批准了一种间充质基质细胞 (Mesencymal Stem Cells) 疗法,用于治疗儿童在骨髓移植后出现、且对‘’类固醇‘’无效的急性移植物抗宿主病 (acute graft vs host transplant rejection) 。

这才是真正的医学:
明确疾病、明确适应症、严格监管、严密观察。

问题是,真正的科学从实验室走出来之后,有些人却把它请进了购物中心及美容中心,披上闪亮外套,打上华丽灯光,然后推上了大马戏团的舞台。

今天,有些干细胞治疗被包装成体内的万能维修队。
膝盖坏了?干细胞。
身体疲劳?干细胞。
皱纹多了?干细胞。
糖尿病?干细胞。
脱发?干细胞。
衰老?干细胞。
婚姻问题?目前可能还不敢讲,但照这个市场发展速度,再过几年也许真会出现“夫妻感情再生细胞疗程”。

广告通常设计得非常漂亮。一定会有一位笑容亲切、白袍雪亮的人物;旁边配上一张医学显微镜照片,再加几条蓝色 DNA 螺旋图案。

关键词少不了:“再生医学”,“细胞年轻化”,“天然疗法”,“尖端科技”,“瑞士技术”,“日本方案”,“诺贝尔科学”。

整张宣传单先进到连干细胞本身看了,可能都会感到压力:我真的有这么神吗?

这正是公众需要小心的地方。
真正的干细胞医学,不是自助餐。
不能像点餐或点心一样,随手点一份“膝盖修复”、一份“抗衰老”、一份“脑部年轻化”,再加一碟“免疫提升”。

在正规医学里,每一种治疗都必须回答几个基本问题:
治疗什么病?使用什么细胞?剂量多少?注射到哪里?有没有可靠的人体研究?风险是什么?长期效果如何?由谁监管?出了问题谁负责?

如果一个疗程的‘’付款配套‘’讲得比‘’科学证据‘’还清楚,那就值得我们深思熟虑,或者至少要想多几秒。

美国 FDA 多次提醒公众,许多未经批准的再生医学产品,包括干细胞和外泌体,并没有被批准用于许多广告中常见的疾病或保健用途。

国际干细胞研究学会也提醒患者,要分辨真正有科学证据的治疗,和那些靠夸大宣传、虚假希望甚至商业剥削来吸引病人的疗程。

用最简单的话说:如果一个疗程听起来可以从膝盖软骨,修补到人生命运/运气,请先停一停,再想一想。

医学里最让我紧张的一句话,就是:“完全没有副作用。”每次听到这句话,我的血压都会默默站起来敬礼。

世界上连喝太多水都可能出事。氧气用错了也会造成伤害。任何要注射进人体的‘’生物性产品‘’,如果有人轻描淡写地说 “绝对安全、零副作用”,我们就要问一句:我们现在还在谈医学,还是已经买票进入天方夜谭?

干细胞是活的‘’生物性产品‘’,不是维他命 C 糖果。不同类型的干细胞,可能会分裂、分泌生长因子、影响免疫反应、改变炎症环境,也可能与身体组织产生难以完全预测的互动。

某些干细胞,尤其是多能干细胞,如果控制不好,理论上有异常生长甚至形成肿瘤的风险。若制备过程不严谨,也可能出现感染、污染、免疫反应、炎症、血栓事件,以及最常见却最少被强调的副作用——‘’钱包严重内伤‘’。

然后,“成功见证” (successful testimony) 就隆重登场了。
啊,成功见证,简直是医学营销界的"国歌"。

“治疗前,我连楼梯都不能爬。打了三针之后,我可以爬上爬下升旗山,在女儿婚礼上跳拉丁查查热舞,还追得上邻居家那隻很会吵的狗。”

听起来当然感人。
但医学不能建立在一个‘’动听故事‘’上。

疼痛本来就会时好时坏。‘’安慰剂效应‘’ (placebo effects) 也非常强。有人好转,可能是因为休息了、减肥了、做物理治疗了、换药了,或者终于停止做那个让自己反复受伤的动作。

见证是故事,不是临床试验。
故事可以感动人,但临床试验才可以是指导医学。

最容易受伤害的,并不是愚蠢的人,而是绝望的人。长期疼痛、退化性疾病、中风后遗症、帕金森病、需要洗肾病人、癌症恐惧、不孕焦虑、衰老恐慌——这些患者和家属,最容易成为‘’奇迹营销‘’的目标。

当正规医学诚实地说:
“我们可以帮助你、控制病情、延缓恶化、改善功能,但不能保证奇迹。”
马戏团团长就出现了:“请进来,我们这里有奇迹配套,今天报名还有优惠。”

希望是美丽的。
出售虚假的希望 (false hope),却是一种昂贵的残忍。

这并不代表我们应该否定干细胞科学?

正好相反,真正的再生医学前景非常令人振奋。科学家正在研究细胞治疗、基因编辑、组织工程、类器官、免疫细胞疗法,以及修复受损器官的方法。

未来二三十年,医学很可能出现巨大变化。
血液病、免疫疾病、某些癌症、退化性疾病,甚至器官衰竭,都可能迎来新的治疗方向。

但是,真正的医学突破通常穿着医院的鞋子,一步一步走来;不会穿着马戏团靴子,敲锣打鼓跳上舞台。

公众只需要记住一个简单原则:
干细胞本身不一定是假的,但干细胞的‘’营销‘’常常值得我们谨慎怀疑,直到它拿得出证据为止。

接受任何干细胞治疗前,请先问:
这项治疗是否获能适用于我的疾病?有没有高质量人体研究证据?细胞由谁制备?实验室是否有良好生产规范 (GMP compliance) 合格?风险是什么?如何跟进?万一出事,谁负责?

最重要的是:为什么付款方式讲得那么清楚,科学证据却讲得那么模糊呢?

真正的科学欢迎问题。马戏团比较喜欢掌声。
所以,干细胞究竟是医学突破,还是现代医学大马戏?

答案是:两者都有。

在实验室和正规医院里,干细胞可能代表这个时代最伟大的医学革命之一。
但在错误的人手中,它也可能变成一场医学表演:灯光灿烂、承诺夸张、名人见证、价格惊人,门票贵到让你的钱包需要住进加护病房。

干细胞也许真的会参与建造未来医学。
可是,在证据清楚、适应症获批、安全性受到严格监督之前,请不要随便让一个穿着亮丽龙袍的小丑,把明天的梦想,注射进你今天的龙体。

#干细胞 #马戏团

《耆婆:佛陀的医生》《Jīvaka: The Buddha’s Physician》——医治身体,也疗愈心灵--- Healing the Body, Touching the Heart每逢卫塞节,佛教徒都会纪念佛陀的诞生、成道与涅槃。这...
30/05/2026

《耆婆:佛陀的医生》
《Jīvaka: The Buddha’s Physician》
——医治身体,也疗愈心灵
--- Healing the Body, Touching the Heart

每逢卫塞节,佛教徒都会纪念佛陀的诞生、成道与涅槃。这是一个献花、点灯、诵经、供养和反思的日子。

可是,卫塞节也提醒我们:慈悲 (compassion) 不只是心中的感受,更应该化为实际的行动。

在佛陀时代许多令人敬佩的人物当中,有一位特别值得医生、病人、照顾者,以及所有曾经面对疾病的人怀念。

他就是耆婆 (Jīvaka Komārabhacca),传统上被称为神医及佛陀的私人医生。

耆婆 (Jivaka) 的人生,并不是从安稳和幸福开始的。

根据巴利 (Pali) 佛典的主要记载,他的母亲是王舍城 (Rājagaha) 的一位王宫女伴(courtesan),名叫娑罗婆提 (Sālavatī)。耆婆出生后不久,就被遗弃了。

后来,他被摩揭陀国 (Magadha) 频婆娑罗王(King Bimbisāra) 的儿子阿阇世王子 (Prince Abhaya) 发现,并带回王宫抚养。

耆婆这个名字,常被解释为“活下来的人”或“幸存者”。这是一个多么有力量的开始。一个曾经被遗弃、几乎失去生命的婴孩,后来竟然成为一位救助许多生命的医生。

这也是耆婆给我们的第一个启示:没有一个生命是没有价值的。再卑微的开始,也不代表人生没有希望。一个人的第一章,不能决定整本人生之书。

年轻时,耆婆前往古印度著名的学术中心——怛叉始罗 (Taxila) 学习医学。传说他在那里跟随名师学习多年。学成将近结束时,老师给了他一个特别的考试:要他到附近寻找一种“完全没有药用价值”的植物。

耆婆于是仔细寻找。他观察树木、花草、根茎、叶子和各种植物。最后,他空手回来,对老师说:“我找不到任何一种完全没有用处的植物。每一种植物,在适当的情况下,似乎都有可能成为药。”

老师听了非常满意。因为耆婆已经明白医学中很深的一层道理:大自然充满了疗愈的可能,但真正的医生,必须知道什么药适合什么病人,什么时候该用,怎样用才安全。

这个智慧到今天仍然很有意义。现代医学已经有抗生素、手术、洗肾、CT扫描、MRI、免疫治疗和基因医学等先进技术。

可是,医学的根本道理仍然一样:知识必须配合智慧。同一种药,可以救一个人,也可能伤害另一个人。一个好医生,不只是懂得药物,更要懂得病人。

耆婆学成回到摩揭陀国 (Magadha) 后,很快声名远播。频婆娑罗王 (King Bimbisāra) 也成为他的病人。佛教故事中说,国王曾经患病,许多医生都无法有效治疗,后来耆婆成功医好了他。频婆娑罗王非常欣赏他的医术,于是任命他为王室医生。

频婆娑罗王 (King Bimbisāra)、耆婆 (Jivaka) 和佛陀 (Buddha) 之间的关系,是佛教历史中很有意思的一段。

频婆娑罗王不只是有权势的国王,他也是佛陀早期重要的护法之一。他曾把著名的竹林精舍 (Bamboo Grove Monastery - Veluvana) 供养给佛陀和僧团 (Sangha)。竹林精舍也成为佛教历史上最早的重要寺院之一。

所以,我们可以看到一个很美的关系:一位国王护持佛法 (Dhamma),一位医生治疗国王,而佛陀则疗愈人心。这就像古代社会中,政治、医学与精神智慧之间的一种合作。

后来,耆婆不只是国王的医生,也成为佛陀和僧团的医生。佛教故事中记载,他曾治疗国王、僧人、平民和贫穷的人,也处理过许多复杂的疾病。如果用现代人的说法,他简直像是内科医生、外科医生、药剂师、心理医生和公共卫生顾问的综合体——而且那个时代还没有冷气、没有电子病历,更没有半夜响个不停的 WhatsApp。

不过,耆婆真正令人敬佩的,不只是他的医术,而是他的慈悲心和护持佛法的精神。

他曾把自己在王舍城 (Rājagaha) 附近的芒果园供养给佛陀和僧团。这个地方后来被称为“耆婆芒果园” (Jīvaka’s Mango Grove/Jīvaka Garden),是佛陀曾经停留和说法的清净之地。

我觉得这一点非常感人。一个医生供养芒果园给佛陀,并不只是捐出一块土地。他其实是在创造一个疗愈的环境。即使在今天,真正的疗愈也不只是药丸、针剂和手术。病人也需要休息、关怀、清洁、安静、安全感和希望。医院可以治疗疾病,但平静的心,也能帮助身体康复。

另一位也和“芒果园”有关的动人故事人物,就是庵摩罗女,也称为 Ambapālī。

庵摩罗女 (Ambapālī) 是毗舍离城 (Vesālī) 著名的女子。她美丽、聪明、富有,但也像许多被社会贴上标签的人一样,常常因为自己的身份和背景而受到议论。

可是,当佛陀见到庵摩罗女时,他并没有只用世俗的眼光来看她。佛陀看到的,是一个有智慧、有善心,也有能力成长和改变的人。

有一次,佛陀来到毗舍离 (Vesālī),庵摩罗女诚心邀请佛陀和僧团到她家应供。后来,毗舍离的贵族王子们 (Licchavi princes) 也邀请佛陀。但是佛陀已经先答应了庵摩罗女,因此没有因为王子们身份尊贵、地位显赫,就改变原来的决定。

在一个非常重视身份、阶级和名望的时代,这是一堂安静却有力量的教诲:慈悲不分高低贵贱,尊严也不只属于有权、有钱、有地位的人。

后来,庵摩罗女也把自己的芒果园供养给佛陀和僧团。这与耆婆供养芒果园的故事互相呼应。一个是曾经被遗弃的孩子,后来成为伟大的医生;一个是曾经被社会议论的女子,后来成为慷慨护持佛法 (Dhamma) 的人。

他们都把自己的人生,转化成布施和善行 (Giving Alms and Good Deeds)。他们都为佛陀和僧团献上了一片安宁、学习和疗愈的地方。

这正是佛法最美的讯息之一:一个人不必永远被过去定义。只要有智慧、善意和真诚的行动,任何人都可以为世界留下美好的贡献。

还有一个关于耆婆和佛陀的著名故事 (耆婆迦经/Jivaka Sutta)。

耆婆曾经问佛陀,有人批评说,动物是特别为了佛陀和僧人而被宰杀的。佛陀于是说明,如果僧人亲眼看见、亲耳听见,或怀疑某只动物是特别为了自己而被杀,就不应食用。

这个故事显示,耆婆不只是医生,他也是一位关心伦理、慈悲和社会误解的在家弟子。

这点对现代医学也很有启发。

医学不只是科学,也是一种伦理。我们必须常常问:这个治疗真的有必要吗?它是否仁慈?是否诚实?是否真正为了病人的利益?佛教精神中的医学,不只是问“我们能不能做?”更要问“我们应不应该做?这样做能不能减少痛苦?”

耆婆的故事也提醒我们,就连佛陀这位觉悟者 (Enlightened One),也会经历身体的病痛。佛教并不否认疾病、衰老和死亡。身体是脆弱的。即使有最好的医生、最好的药物、最好的医院,身体仍然是无常的。

身为医生,我常常见到病人在生病时感到震惊和不解。他们会问:“医生,为什么是我?(Why me?)” 可是,疾病并不是宇宙对我们的惩罚。疾病是人生的一部分。

佛陀教导我们,不要在身体的痛苦之外,再增加心里的痛苦。病痛可能会来,但恐惧、愤怒、内疚和绝望,会使痛苦变得更沉重。

平静的心未必能治好每一种病,但它能帮助我们更有尊严地面对疾病。

在卫塞节,耆婆的一生为医学和佛法之间架起了一座美丽的桥。医学努力减少身体的痛苦;佛法努力减少心灵和精神上的痛苦。

医生可以帮助降低血压、治疗感染、取出结石、控制糖尿病,或支持衰竭的肾脏。

佛陀则教导我们减少贪、嗔、痴、恐惧和执着 (greed, hatred, delusion, fear, and attachment)。

一个医身体,一个医心灵。

对病人来说,耆婆提醒我们:生病时要寻求正确的治疗,不要只依赖迷信。

对医生来说,耆婆提醒我们:治疗病人时,要有慈悲,而不只是有效率。

对家人来说,庵摩罗女提醒我们:没有人应该永远被社会标签困住。

对所有人来说,这些故事都提醒我们:人生最好的良药,是智慧加上慈悲。

这个卫塞节,当我们在佛前点起一盏灯时,也愿我们在自己心中点起一盏小小的灯。

愿我们都能以自己的方式,学习耆婆——用我们拥有的知识、能力、时间和善意,去减轻身边人的痛苦。

也愿我们记得庵摩罗女 (Ambapālī)——无论过去如何,我们仍然可以为世界献上一份善良、慷慨和美好。

因为到最后,真正的疗愈不只存在于诊所、医院或药房。

有时候,疗愈是从一只慈悲的手、一句智慧的话、一颗平静的心,以及一份真正关怀他人的心开始的。

卫塞节快乐!

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《Jīvaka: The Buddha’s Physician》
— Healing the Body, Touching the Heart

Every Wesak Day, Buddhists remember the birth, enlightenment, and passing away of the Buddha. It is a day of flowers, candles, chanting, offerings, and reflection.

But Wesak is also a day to remember compassion (慈悲) in action.

Among the many inspiring people who lived during the Buddha’s time, one figure is especially meaningful to doctors, patients, caregivers, and all who have ever experienced illness: Jīvaka Komārabhacca, traditionally remembered as the miracle doctor and personal physician of the Buddha.

Jīvaka’s life began not in comfort, but in abandonment. According to the main Pāli tradition, he was born to Sālavatī, a courtesan of Rājagaha, and was discarded shortly after birth.

He was later found by Prince Abhaya, the son of King Bimbisāra of Magadha, and brought up in the royal household. His name, Jīvaka, is often associated with “the one who lives” or “the survivor.”

What a powerful beginning for a doctor’s story: a child once left to die became a healer who helped many others live.

That is the first lesson Jīvaka gives us. No life is useless. No beginning is too humble. A person’s first chapter does not decide the whole book.

As a young man, Jīvaka travelled to Taxila, one of the great centres of learning in ancient India, to study medicine. Tradition says he trained for many years under a famous teacher. Near the end of his studies, his teacher gave him an unusual final test. Jīvaka was asked to search the surrounding area and bring back a plant that had no medicinal value.

He searched among trees, shrubs, roots, flowers, leaves, and grasses. Finally, he returned empty-handed and said he could not find a single plant without some possible healing use.

His teacher was pleased. Jīvaka had understood one of the deepest lessons of medicine: nature is full of remedies, but the true physician must know when, how, and for whom each remedy is suitable.

This wisdom remains relevant today. Modern medicine has advanced with antibiotics, surgery, dialysis, CT scans, MRI, immunotherapy, and genetic medicine. Yet the principle is the same: knowledge must be joined with wisdom. The same medicine can heal one patient and harm another. A good doctor must not only know the drug; he must understand the patient.

When Jīvaka returned to Magadha, his reputation quickly spread. King Bimbisāra himself became one of his patients. Buddhist stories describe how Jīvaka successfully treated the king when other doctors struggled. Impressed by his skill, King Bimbisāra appointed him royal physician.

This connection between King Bimbisāra, Jīvaka, and the Buddha is one of the most interesting relationships in Buddhist history.

King Bimbisāra was not only a powerful king; he was also one of the Buddha’s earliest royal supporters. He offered the famous Bamboo Grove Monastery, Veluvana, to the Buddha and the Sangha — one of the first monasteries in Buddhist history.

So we see a beautiful triangle: a king who supported the Dhamma, a doctor who healed the king, and a Buddha who healed the mind. In many ways, it was an ancient partnership between governance, medicine, and spirituality.

Later, Jīvaka became not only physician to the king, but also physician to the Buddha and the Sangha.

Buddhist stories describe him treating kings, monks, laypeople, and the poor. He was said to have performed difficult treatments and cured complicated illnesses.

In modern language, one might call him a consultant physician, surgeon, pharmacist, psychologist, and public health adviser all in one — without air-conditioning, electronic medical records, or WhatsApp messages at midnight.

But what made Jīvaka truly special was not only his medical skill. It was his compassion and devotion.

He donated his mango grove near Rājagaha to the Buddha and the monks. This place became known as Jīvaka’s Mango Grove or Jīvaka Garden, a peaceful place where the Buddha stayed and taught.

To me, this is deeply touching.
A doctor giving a mango grove to the Buddha was not merely donating land. He was creating a healing environment.

Even today, healing is not only about tablets, injections, and operations. Patients also need rest, kindness, cleanliness, quiet, safety, and hope. A hospital may treat disease, but a peaceful heart helps healing.

Another moving story connected with a mango grove is that of Ambapālī, the famous courtesan of Vesālī. She was known for her beauty, intelligence, and wealth, but like many people in society, she was also judged by her background and social label.

Yet when the Buddha met Ambapālī, he did not see her merely through the eyes of society. He saw a human being capable of wisdom, generosity, and spiritual growth.

When the Buddha visited Vesālī, Ambapālī invited him and the monks for a meal. Later, the Licchavi princes also invited the Buddha. But the Buddha had already accepted Ambapālī’s invitation, and he did not change his decision simply because the princes were powerful and noble.

In a society where rank and prestige mattered greatly, this was a quiet but powerful lesson: compassion does not discriminate, and dignity does not belong only to the rich, noble, or respectable.

Ambapālī later also donated her own mango grove to the Buddha and the Sangha. This beautifully echoes Jīvaka’s offering of his mango grove. One was an abandoned child who became a great physician. The other was a woman judged by society who became a generous supporter of the Dhamma.

Both transformed their lives into acts of giving. Both offered places of peace, learning, and healing.

This is one of the most beautiful messages of Buddhism: a person need not be permanently defined by the past. With wisdom, kindness, and sincere action, anyone can offer something beautiful to the world.

There is also a well-known episode involving Jīvaka and the Buddha. Jīvaka once asked about the accusation that animals were being slaughtered specially for the Buddha and his monks to eat. The Buddha clarified that monks should not eat meat if they had seen, heard, or suspected that the animal was killed specifically for them.

This shows Jīvaka not only as a doctor, but also as a thoughtful layman concerned with ethics, compassion, and public misunderstanding (Jivaka Sutta).

This remains relevant in modern medicine. Medicine is not only science; it is also ethics. We must ask: Is this treatment necessary? Is it kind? Is it honest? Is it truly for the patient’s benefit? The Buddhist spirit of medicine is not only “Can we do it?” but “Should we do it, and will it reduce suffering?”

Jīvaka’s story also reminds us that even the Buddha, the Enlightened One, experienced bodily illness.

Buddhism does not deny sickness, ageing, and death. The body is fragile. Even with the best doctor, medicine, and hospital, the body remains impermanent.

As a doctor, I often see patients shocked by illness. “Why me, doctor?” they ask.

But illness is not a personal insult from the universe. It is part of the human condition. The Buddha taught us not to add mental suffering to physical suffering. Pain may come, but fear, anger, guilt, and despair can make it heavier. A calm mind may not cure every disease, but it helps us carry illness with dignity.

On Wesak Day, Jīvaka’s life gives us a beautiful bridge between medicine and Buddhism.

Medicine tries to reduce physical suffering. The Dhamma tries to reduce mental and spiritual suffering.

The doctor may lower blood pressure, treat infection, remove stones, manage diabetes, or support failing kidneys.
The Buddha teaches us to reduce greed, hatred, delusion, fear, and attachment. (贪、嗔、痴、恐惧和执着)。

One heals the body; the other heals the heart.

For patients, Jīvaka reminds us to seek proper treatment, not superstition alone.

For doctors, he reminds us to treat every patient with compassion, not just clinical efficiency.

For families, Ambapālī reminds us that no one should be forever imprisoned by society’s labels.

For all of us, these stories remind us that the greatest medicine in life is wisdom joined with loving-kindness.

This Wesak, as we light a candle before the Buddha, perhaps we can also light a small candle in our own hearts.

May we be like Jīvaka in our own way — using whatever knowledge, skill, time, and kindness we have to reduce suffering around us.

May we also remember Ambapālī — that whatever our past, we can still offer something good, generous, and beautiful to the world.

Because in the end, healing is not only found in the clinic, the hospital, or the pharmacy.

Sometimes, healing begins with a compassionate (慈悲) hand, a wise word, a peaceful mind, and a heart that truly cares.

Happy Wesak Day !

《榴梿——致命的诱惑》《Durian — The Fatal Attraction》每一年,只要榴梿季节一到,我的诊所里就会出现一群很特别的病人。他们走进来时,看起来不像生病。他们看起来像有点心虚。那不是犯罪的心虚,不是逃税的心虚,也不是忘...
28/05/2026

《榴梿——致命的诱惑》
《Durian — The Fatal Attraction》
每一年,只要榴梿季节一到,我的诊所里就会出现一群很特别的病人。
他们走进来时,看起来不像生病。
他们看起来像有点心虚。

那不是犯罪的心虚,不是逃税的心虚,也不是忘记结婚纪念日的心虚。那是一种非常马来西亚式的心虚:一个人吃了太多榴梿之后,希望医生不要发现的那种表情。

可惜,医生通常都会发现。
有时候,是血糖告诉我们。有时候,是体重告诉我们。有时候,是胆固醇告诉我们。
有时候,病人还没坐下,太太已经先开口:
“医生,你问他昨晚吃了什么。”
那一刻,诊所的诊疗室立刻变成法庭。
太太成了主控官,病人的眼睛则突然对地板的花纹产生了浓厚兴趣。

我完全明白。
我是医生,不是法官。

而且,身为马来西亚人,我也知道,榴梿不只是一种水果。榴梿是一种感情,一种诱惑,一种国民弱点;对某些人来说,几乎是一种灵魂体验。

榴梿,确实是世界上最有戏剧性的水果。
苹果不会被酒店禁止。香蕉不会在电梯里引起恐慌。木瓜不会让Grab司机打开四个车窗,然后开始怀疑自己的人生选择。

只有榴梿有这种力量。
它的味道,总是在它出现之前先到场。
榴梿从来不是安静地进入一个房间。
它像国王一样大步走进来,占据整个空间,而且完全不打算道歉。

科学家告诉我们,榴梿含有50多种挥发性化合物,这些成分造成了它强烈而独特的气味。
有些人形容它香甜、浓郁、复杂;也有人比较不浪漫,说它闻起来像腐烂的洋葱、旧袜子、硫磺,甚至像应该马上报告消防局的东西。

可是,一旦榴梿肉碰到舌头,所有批评就瞬间消失了。这就是榴梿的神秘之处。
鼻子在投诉,嘴巴却选择原谅。
第一口,柔软、浓厚、滑顺、诱人。
它的味道介于奶油、焦糖、杏仁、牛油,以及一点点道德危机之间。

一个理智的人一开始可能会说:“我只吃一瓣。”
十分钟后,同一个人已经在舔手指,避免眼神接触,并且默默和自己的良心谈判。

这就是为什么我称榴梿为“致命的诱惑”。

它会吸引聪明人做出不太聪明的决定。
我见过很多受人尊敬的商人、退休老师、社区领袖,甚至平时很注重健康的跑步爱好者,一遇到上好的猫山王,纪律就全部崩溃。
这些人平时会认真谈论节制、平衡和健康生活。可是榴梿盒子一打开,他们的原则就静悄悄的消失在房间。

有个病人曾经告诉我:“医生,我只是吃一点点。”
可是,在马来西亚的榴梿语言里,“一点点”可以代表三瓣,也可以代表一整粒。
所以,在医学上,我们必须进一步确认。
“到底多一点点?”
他紧张地笑了笑。
他的太太替他回答:
“三粒。”

这就是危险的地方。
吃榴梿不会让人觉得自己在暴饮暴食。
它让人感觉像在庆祝,像奖励,像童年回忆,像家庭聚会,像果园旅行,像路边摊,像深夜里的欢笑。
没有人会悲伤流泪满脸地吃榴梿。
人们吃榴梿时,眼睛发亮,判断力会暂时下降。

从营养角度来看,榴梿并不是坏人。
事实上,它有不少优点。它含有纤维、维生素C、B族维生素、钾、抗氧化物和较健康的脂肪。
如果榴梿被做成胶囊,在药剂行出售,大家可能会称它为“超级食物”,还会问:
“有没有猫山王加强版?”

可是,大自然就是这样很有趣。
它把这个“超级食物”包在一个像中世纪武器一样的带刺外壳里,还给它一种足以清空酒店大厅的气味。这就是马来西亚式的优雅。
问题不在于榴梿不好。
问题在于榴梿太可爱、太好吃、太难拒绝。

榴梿的热量很高。几瓣榴梿,可能已经提供相当多的能量。吃得太多,你可能已经摄取了一餐大盘的 nasi kandar 加料的热量,却完全没有察觉。
可是,身体记账非常准确。

对于糖尿病病人,榴梿必须特别尊重。
它含有天然糖分,尤其吃得多时,血糖可能会上升。一两瓣榴梿,对某些血糖控制良好的病人来说,或许还可以应付;但半粒榴梿,就可能变成一场“生化自白”。

不需要解释。我知道是季节。我知道是水果。
我也知道‘’案发现场‘’。

对于肾病病人,提醒就更加重要。
榴梿含钾较高。对肾功能正常的人来说,这未必是问题;但对慢性肾病患者来说,过多的钾可能很危险,因为它可能影响危险的心脏节律。

这时候,医生必须认真起来。
肾病病人不能一边拿着一瓣像小鸡腿那么大的榴梿,一边说:“医生,我只是尝一点。”
心脏不懂什么叫节日气氛。
血钾也不会因为那粒榴梿很稀有、很贵,或者是 Balik Pulau 的表哥特别推荐,就网开一面。

接下来,就是马来西亚最著名的问题:
榴梿可以配酒吗?

每一个马来西亚家庭,几乎都有一位叔叔,会非常权威地回答:“不能!一定会死!”

通常,这位叔叔一只手拿着榴梿,另一只手拿着一杯威士忌,所以他的科学可信度会稍微下降。
真相没有那么戏剧化,但仍然值得尊重。
榴梿可能会影响身体分解酒精的过程,让有些人更容易出现脸红、不舒服、恶心、头晕、心跳快,或整个人感觉很糟。

它未必是民间传说中那种“马上致命”的组合,但在婚宴上喝了三杯红酒之后,再去挑战榴梿自助甜品,绝对不是聪明的实验。

那么,我们应该怎样看待榴梿?
是不是应该完全不吃?当然不是。

那在医学上没有必要,在感情上也太残忍了。
人生不应该活得像一张医院出院饮食清单。
食物是文化,食物是记忆,食物是家庭。

在马来西亚,榴梿不只是被吃掉。
它会被讨论、比较、争论、崇拜、拍照、运送、收藏、隐藏,有时候还会被拿来撒谎。

重点不是恐惧。重点是节制。
慢慢吃。和别人分享。
在身体还没发出内部警告信之前,就要停下来。

如果你有糖尿病、肾病、心脏病、肥胖,或其他健康问题,请问医生你适合吃多少。不要把邻居的经验当成医学建议。你的邻居可能肾功能比你好,诚实程度比你差,或者两样都有。

最重要的是,不要偷偷吃榴梿,然后在验血报告出来时假装惊讶。你的太太可能会原谅你。你的医生可能会温柔劝你。
但是你的化验报告,是完全没有同情心的。

榴梿是水果之王,确实当之无愧。它大胆、浓郁、难忘、充满争议,也非常马来西亚。
像许多国王一样,它值得尊敬,值得欣赏,
也值得小心对待。
所以,请享受你的榴梿。带着感恩吃。
带着笑声吃。和亲友一起吃。
但是,不要吃得好像天亮之前,
必须把整座果园消灭掉。

榴梿的致命诱惑是真实存在的。
可是,只要有智慧、有节制,再加上一点医学常识,我们还是可以平安度过这场致命的诱惑。

毕竟,就算是国/果王,也偶尔要听医生的话。

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《Durian — The Fatal Attraction》
《榴梿——致命的诱惑》
Every year, during durian season, I meet a very special group of patients in my clinic.
They do not walk in looking sick.
They walk in looking guilty.

It is not the guilt of crime, tax evasion, or forgetting a wedding anniversary.
It is a very Malaysian kind of guilt — the sheepish expression of someone who has eaten too much durian and is now hoping the doctor will not find out.

Unfortunately, doctors usually find out.
Sometimes the blood sugar tells us. Sometimes the weight tells us.
Sometimes the cholesterol tells us.
And sometimes, before the patient even sits down, the wife announces,
“Doctor, ask him what he ate last night.”

At that moment, the consultation room becomes a courtroom. The wife becomes the chief prosecutor. The patient suddenly develops a deep interest in the floor tiles.
I understand completely.
I am a doctor, not a judge.

And as a Malaysian, I know that durian is not just a fruit. It is an emotion, a temptation, a national weakness, and for some people, almost a spiritual experience.

Durian is truly the most dramatic fruit in the world. Apples do not get banned from hotels. Bananas do not cause panic in elevators. Papayas do not make Grab drivers open all four windows and question their career choices.
Only durian has this power.

Its smell announces itself before it arrives. Durian does not enter a room quietly.
It marches in like a king, occupies the entire space, and refuses to apologise.

Scientists tell us that durian contains more than 50 volatile compounds responsible for its powerful aroma. Some describe the smell as sweet, creamy and complex. Others, less romantically, say it resembles rotten onions, old socks, sulphur, or something that should immediately be reported to the fire department.

And yet, once the flesh touches the tongue, all criticism disappears.
That is the mystery of durian.

The nose complains, but the mouth forgives.
The first bite is soft, rich, creamy and seductive. It tastes somewhere between custard, butter, caramel, almond, and a small moral crisis.

A sensible person may begin by saying, “Just one seed.” Ten minutes later, the same person is licking his fingers, avoiding eye contact, and negotiating quietly with his conscience.

This is why I call durian the fatal attraction.

It attracts intelligent people into making unintelligent decisions.
I have met respectable businessmen, retired teachers, community leaders, and even health-conscious joggers who all lose discipline in front of a good Musang King.

These are people who normally speak proudly about moderation, balance and healthy living. But when the durian box opens, their principles quietly dissipate from the room.

One patient once told me,
“Doctor, I only ate a little.”
In Malaysian durian language, “a little” can mean anything from three seeds to one whole fruit.
So, in medicine, we must always clarify.
“How little?” He smiled nervously.
His wife answered for him: “Three boxes.”

That is the danger. Durian does not feel like overeating. It feels like celebration. It feels like reward. It feels like childhood, family, orchard trips, roadside stalls, and late-night laughter.

Nobody eats durian with teary eyes in sadness.
People eat durian with shining eyes and temporarily poor judgment.

Nutritionally, durian is not a villain.
In fact, it has many good qualities. It contains fibre, vitamin C, B vitamins, potassium, antioxidants and healthy fats.
If durian were sold as capsules in a pharmacy, people might call it a superfood and ask whether it comes in “Musang King Extra Strength.”

But nature, with its strange sense of humour, wrapped this “superfood” inside a spiky shell that looks like a medieval weapon and gave it a smell strong enough to clear a hotel lobby.
That is Malaysia’s idea of elegance.

The problem is not that durian is bad.
The problem is that durian is too lovable.

It is rich in calories. A few seeds may already provide a surprising amount of energy.
Eat too much, and you may have consumed the equivalent of a full plate of nasi kandar with extras without realising it.
The body, however, keeps accounts very accurately. It does not accept excuses such as, “But doctor, it was only fruit.”

For diabetic patients, durian requires special respect. It contains natural sugars and can raise blood glucose, especially when eaten in generous amounts. One or two seeds may be manageable for some patients, depending on their control. One whole durian, however, may become a biochemical confession.

For kidney patients, the warning is even more important. Durian is high in potassium. For healthy kidneys, this may not be a problem. But for patients with chronic kidney disease, too much potassium can be dangerous because it may disturb the heart rhythm.

This is where the doctor must become serious.
A kidney patient cannot simply say, “I only tasted a bit,” while holding a durian seed the size of a small chicken drumstick.

The heart does not understand festival mood. The potassium level does not care that the durian was rare, expensive, or personally recommended by a cousin from Balik Pulau.

Then comes the famous Malaysian question: can we eat durian with alcohol?

Every Malaysian family has at least one uncle who answers this with great authority.
“Cannot! Sure die!”

Usually, this uncle is holding durian in one hand and whisky glass in the other, which slightly weakens his scientific credibility.

The truth is less dramatic, but still worth respecting. Durian may interfere with the body’s metabolism of alcohol, making some people feel more flushed, uncomfortable, nauseated, dizzy or unwell. It may not be the instant death sentence of family legend, but it is certainly not a clever experiment to perform after three glasses of wine at a wedding dinner.

So what should we do with durian?
Should we avoid it completely?
Of course not. That would be medically unnecessary and emotionally cruel.

Life is not meant to be lived like a hospital discharge diet sheet.
Food is culture. Food is memory.
Food is family.
And in Malaysia, durian is not just eaten; it is discussed, debated, compared, worshipped, photographed, transported, hidden, and occasionally lied about.

The key is not fear. The key is moderation.
Eat durian slowly. Share it with others. Stop before your body starts sending internal warning letters.

If you have diabetes, kidney disease, heart disease, obesity, or other medical conditions, ask your doctor what is safe for you. Do not use your neighbour’s experience as medical advice. Your neighbour may have better kidneys, worse honesty, or both.

Most importantly, do not eat durian secretly and then act surprised when your blood test tells the truth.

Your wife may forgive you. Your doctor may advise you gently. But your laboratory results are completely merciless.

Durian is the King of Fruits, and rightly so.
It is bold, rich, unforgettable, controversial, and deeply Malaysian. Like many kings, it should be respected, admired, and approached with some caution.

So enjoy your durian. Eat it with gratitude, laughter, friends and family. But do not eat it as if you are trying to finish the orchard before sunrise.

The fatal attraction of durian is real.
But with wisdom, moderation and a little medical common sense, we can survive this risky obsession.

After all, even the King must occasionally obey the doctor.

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