TCM in New York

Chapter 122 Five Accumulations of Traditional Chinese Medicine
Although Ding Changsheng saw it, he didn't speak, but waited for Lin Chaosheng's diagnosis result.

It happened that Lin Chaosheng was treating Li Jianjun.

Ding Changsheng believed that Lin Chaosheng should be able to see it.

It is not difficult to differentiate between spleen and stomach, and it is estimated that many undergraduates can see it.

Ding Changsheng looked at the other five people. The other five people were not seriously ill.

When the six of Lin Chaosheng were seeing a doctor, another patient came in for medical treatment.

Ding Changsheng quickly diagnosed the other party and prescribed a prescription.

Tell the other party to come and get the decoction before five o'clock in the evening.

He finished his work here, and Lin Chaosheng and the others also finished their diagnosis.

Ding Changsheng took the medical records handed over by the six Lin Chaosheng.

"Brother Zhou, you have diarrhea because you ate something unclean, so you don't need to take medicine.

If you have garlic at home, roast two heads of garlic at home and eat it. "The first one was Wang Linna's patient, who had diarrhea due to dysentery. Ding Changsheng glanced at Wang Linna's medical record and said to Brother Zhou with a smile.

"Garlic? I really have it at home, can it work?" Brother Zhou asked with some doubts.

"How can I lie to you? With your income, you are not eligible for free medical treatment. I have to charge you for medical treatment.

You go home and eat two heads of roasted garlic and have dozens of dollars left over.

What's not to eat with these tens of dollars? Ding Changsheng said with a smile.

"Hey! Thank you, Doctor Ding! No wonder you say that you are very particular about things at Changshengtang!" Brother Zhou thanked and left.

My stomach started growling again, so I had to leave quickly.

"These four can just take the medicine according to the prescription!" Ding Changsheng handed over the other four medical records to Zhou Linlin except Li Jianjun's.

"Uncle Li, I suggest you go to the hospital for a detailed examination of your stomach!" Ding Changsheng said to him seriously, holding Li Jianjun's medical record.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my disease?"

"It's not a big problem, you go and check it out, so you know it well!

No matter what the results of the Western medicine examination are for you, you just need to remember one sentence, I can cure your disease.

Not a big deal here! "Ding Changsheng solemnly explained.

"Longsheng! Why do I feel so uneasy about what you said? Tell me, what kind of disease do I have?" Li Jianjun asked a little nervously.

"I'll give you a pulse!" Ding Changsheng didn't answer Li Jianjun's words, but said.

"Okay!" Li Jianjun quickly stretched out his arm in front of Ding Changsheng.

Ding Changsheng held down Li Jianjun's inch.

"Give me the other hand too!"

Ding Changsheng held down Li Jianjun's Cunguanchi with both hands at the same time.

"You have a tumor in your stomach, about four centimeters.

You don't have to worry too much. There is no good way for this kind of disease in Western medicine, but it is not a big problem for me.

The reason why I ask you to go to a western medicine doctor for a checkup is to let you know what to expect.

Otherwise, when I tell you that the tumor has been cured later, you won't believe me and say I'm fooling you! Ding Changsheng said with a smile.

"That's all right! It's not that I don't believe you, but I just let you tell me why I'm so up and down, so I'll go to the hospital for a checkup." Li Jianjun's face was a little ugly.

Anyone who knows that he has cancer will lose his face.

"Uncle Li, don't worry, I can really cure this disease, and I didn't fool you!" Ding Changsheng was afraid that Li Jianjun would be under a lot of pressure, so he hastened to emphasize it.

"I know, I trust you, I'll come back to see you when I finish the examination!" After Li Jianjun finished speaking, he got up and left in a daze.

Ding Changsheng looked at Li Jianjun's back, not knowing what to say.

Maybe I shouldn't have told him, just treating him as a stomach problem in such a muddle-headed way.

Maybe that would make Li Jianjun happier.

It's just that Li Jianjun's disease cannot be cured with one or two medicines. If it is back and forth, he has to take medicine for a month or two.

If you don't tell him, it will be bad when the time comes, and you will say that you cheated him of money.

Just a stomach upset, let him take medicine inside and out for two months, costing thousands of dollars.

On the contrary, Ding Changsheng is not human inside and out.

So, after much thought, Ding Changsheng decided to tell the other party.

Two months to cure stomach disease, and two months to cure stomach cancer are completely different concepts.

For the latter, Li Jianjun would only be grateful to him.

"How do you know how big the tumor in his stomach is?" Lin Chaosheng asked hastily as soon as Li Jianjun left.

"This depends on experience. After you have accumulated 30 to [-] years of experience, you can almost reach this level." Ding Changsheng said with a light smile.

"Bullshit! You mean, your level is 30 years better than mine?" Lin Chao said angrily.

"No, I'm just saying that after you have accumulated 30 to [-] years of experience, you can know the size of the tumor in your stomach through the pulse signal.

It doesn't mean that you will be able to reach my current level in 30 or [-] years.

To reach my current level, with your talent, it will take almost 60 years! Ding Changsheng replied honestly.

"Damn..." Lin Chaosheng was speechless and cursed.

"Lin Chaosheng, don't compare yourself with this pervert like Ding Changsheng, we are geniuses in the eyes of others, while he is a monster!
Comparing him is just asking for insult! "Shi Lei opened his mouth and stabbed Lin Chaosheng.

However, this knife made Lin Chaosheng feel better.

"Yes! It can't be compared with this non-human thing!" Lin Chaosheng gritted his teeth.

"Changsheng, can you cure stomach cancer?" Wen Xiaoming asked curiously.

"Let me explain to Zi, thanks to you, you still study Chinese medicine!

Cancer, of course, we cannot and will not cure.

However, there is no concept of cancer in Chinese medicine.

As long as you don't treat him as a cancer, what can't be cured?
It's nothing more than an accumulation in the stomach!

At its root, Li Jianjun is suffering from spleen-stomach qi deficiency, and we can treat it directly according to spleen-stomach qi deficiency and qi accumulation. Ding Changsheng laughed.

The so-called cancer is actually the accumulation of traditional Chinese medicine.

The accumulation of fat qi in the liver, the accumulation of subdued beams in the heart, the accumulation of qi in the spleen, the accumulation of breath and heart in the lungs, and the accumulation of heart and lung in the kidney are the five accumulations of traditional Chinese medicine.

At the same time, it is also called the accumulation of cold, food, qi, blood, and phlegm.

Deficiency of spleen-stomach qi is naturally the accumulation of qi, and the evil qi of the spleen invades the stomach.

As a result, the clear air does not rise, and the turbid air does not fall.

The temper is clear, and the stomach is turbid.

If the clear qi does not rise and the turbid qi does not fall, the yin and yang will naturally be reversed, the five internal organs will be disordered, and they will accumulate in the stomach to form tumors.

Just when Ding Changsheng was about to continue explaining to Wen Xiaoming and the others, a patient came outside.

Seeing the person coming, Ding Changsheng was stunned, and saw Pan Jianguo walking in with someone's support.

"Old Pan, what's the matter with you? We haven't seen each other for two days, how did you become like this?" Ding Changsheng rushed up to meet him, while supporting Pan Jianguo, he stretched out his hand to hold Pan Jianguo's wrist inch by inch.

(End of this chapter)