Fairy Doctor

Chapter 1449 Types
Chapter 1449 Types
"I pay attention to what I say. Is it possible that Hong also thinks that his illness belongs to the type of migraine?" Lin Yu sneered.

"Otherwise?" Elder Hong was slightly startled and said, "Could it be that you still say he misdiagnosed this time?"

"It's not a misdiagnosis. Why hasn't it been cured intermittently for decades?" Lin Yu sneered: "Mr. Hong is also a Chinese medicine practitioner, and the rules of his ancestors are also clear. Chinese medicine, there is no such thing as a clinical cure. If it is cured, it is cured." Well, if you are committing a crime after being cured, it is still not cured.”

"Misdiagnosed?" Li Guozhong wanted to curse. If Lin Yu still said that he was misdiagnosed this time, he would really want to curse, because others dare not say it, but Mr. Hong is the chairman of the Chinese Medicine Association.

His own medical skills are also excellent. The reason why he seeks medical treatment every time he is sick is entirely because of the rules of Chinese medicine, that is, he does not treat himself.

In fact, this is not a rule, it's like a haircut, you can't shave your own head, and Chinese medicine is also the same.

So every time he sees a doctor, he does his best and is not sloppy at all, but now this guy actually says that this is still a misdiagnosis. Could it be that he has been misdiagnosed for more than ten years when he saw a doctor for Mr. Hong?

"Mr. Hong has had a headache for more than 30 years." Lin Yu said lightly.

"That's right, it's been more than 30 years." Mr. Hong thought for a while and said, "I didn't know how I got it when I was young, and I always thought it was a migraine caused by the trigeminal nerve, but according to what you said, it was a misdiagnosis. Tell me why."

"I have had a headache for more than 30 years, and it has obviously worsened after marriage. And you have seen a western doctor, have you checked it with an instrument?" Lin Yu asked.

"I've been checked, and I've also seen a western doctor." Hong Lao nodded and said, "I've been hospitalized for treatment, but it still didn't work. Since you said today that this was a misdiagnosis, then tell me your opinion."

"If it's true, Western medicine has concluded that angioneurotic headache, hospitalization, has no effect, right?" Lin Yu asked.

"That's right, it was diagnosed as angioneurotic headache. This conclusion was obtained abroad. At that time, the level of medical treatment abroad was far ahead of ours, but there has been no result."

"But when I came to Lao Li later, I got it under control. Although I still commit crimes from time to time, at least it's not like before. I can't control it at all." Old Hong nodded slightly.

"Old Hong's headache, let me briefly summarize it." Lin Yu said.

"Take the hatchet." An old man behind Mr. Hong snorted coldly. He felt that Lin Yu was just pretending.

Thinking about it, he stood next to a group of self-righteous old men and made a conclusion. It's strange that these old men can be convinced.

"I'm summing up for Mr. Hong. If you don't want to hear it, you can get out." Lin Yu smiled slightly, and spat out the murderous words from his mouth without mercy.

The old man felt a stagnation in his chest, that's right, he didn't talk to you, why are you so fierce, he held back his anger, he wanted to see what kind of conclusion this guy could come up with.

"Tell me, I'll listen." Mr. Hong was quite serious, because he didn't think Lin Yu was bragging.

"Mr. Hong's condition has gone through several stages. The first stage is before the age of 25. His condition is relatively mild. Sometimes he can even recover after a night of sleep. The second stage is after marriage. After marriage, his condition worsens and he does not take medicine. Painkillers, can't sleep at all."

"That's right, that's right." Hong Lao's expression was a little dignified, because what Lin Yu said was the truth, he was surprised but also a little worried about what kind of illness he had.

"After I got married, around the age of 30, I gradually found that every time I had intercourse, my headache would get worse, and I would also have nausea and vomiting. My face seemed to be on fire, and the sexual desire was particularly strong before the intercourse."

"The current condition of the disease is roughly that if it is not treated in time, the pain will be unbearable and it will be difficult to drip water. If it is correct, Mr. Hong has taken Chuanxiong tea for conditioning, but the effect is not only bad, but the pain is even worse after taking it. Unbearable."

"That's right, keep talking." Hong Lao nodded, what Lin Yu said was very consistent with his symptoms and experience, which proved that Lin Yu's medical skills were quite good.

"The previous treatment method, if correct, is ginseng, ginger, jujube and other herbs. I take it every time I get sick, and after taking it, it will lighten up. Every time the dose keeps increasing, But this method treats the symptoms, not the root cause." Lin Yu said.

"That's right. The previous few medicines were all prescribed by this kind of medicine." Old Hong nodded, with a look of urgency on his face: "Young man, what is my illness, tell me about it."

"This kind of disease is actually a syndrome of excess cold in the liver meridian." Lin Yu said with a faint smile, "If I take medicine, I will use agarwood, psoralen, rhizoma drynaria, sulfur, cistanche, evodia, and angelica. Ten doses of medicine will relieve the symptoms. It will disappear, but the upper part is used as a blade, 2 times a day, 3 grams each time, and the medicine is taken for three months, and it is completely cured."

Lin Yu took out the golden needle and said, "Prick Baihui, one needle will relieve the pain."

"Okay, okay." Old Hong nodded and said, "Come and try."

"Okay, Mr. Hong bear with it first." Lin Yu nodded slightly: "It's only one needle, but it may hurt a little."

"Haha, come on, after you are cured, you will be safe forever. I don't think there will be any more crimes in the future." Mr. Hong laughed loudly.

Lin Yu took out the needle and walked up to Mr. Hong. He raised and lowered the golden needle in his hand and stabbed Mr. Hong's Baihui. After the stabbing was finished, Lin Yu took out the needle.

At first Hong Lao frowned slightly, as if he was a little uncomfortable, but as time passed, his frown relaxed.

He closed his eyes and rested for a while, then opened his eyes, stretched out his thumb to Lin Yu and said, "That's right, it's great, one injection is effective, my head really hurts less."

"This is the prescription just now." Lin Yu wrote down the prescription just now with a swipe of his pen, and handed it to Hong Laodao: "Take ten doses, and it will be effective, and the future troubles will be eliminated forever."

"Okay, hehe, my problem has really haunted me for many years. I thought it would never get better, but I didn't expect you to be able to cure it, haha." Mr. Hong happily took over Lin Lin's hand. The prescription in Yu's hand.

"Young man, your medical skills are good, I'm ashamed of myself." Mr. Hong bowed slightly to Lin Yu.

Everyone was shocked. As the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, Mr. Hong naturally didn't need to say more about his background and identity, but now he actually pays such tribute to a younger generation, a young man, and even admits that he is not as good as the other party.

(End of this chapter)