Ancient martial arts masters in modern times

"so serious."

Seeing Qi Ling's two small tui belly, Dr. Wei frowned.

It is obviously inappropriate to compare Qi Ling's small tui with dry material, but the difference is not far off.

Because his tui is really like a piece of dry wood, the muscles from the tui to the knees are shriveled and shriveled, looking like eggplants that are severely dehydrated...

After Dr. Wei finished speaking, he pinched Qi Ling's small tui muscle to check it, and then asked: "Although the hamstring is said to be severe, it should be able to be repaired in time at that time, but why did it become a hamstring? so?"

Qi Qing sighed secretly, and was about to speak, but Qi Ling said first: "Because the time for the best treatment was delayed at that time, so... let's not talk about these things, the matter is over."

"Because of the delay in the best treatment time, the fracture is sealed, the tendons and veins are atrophied, the blood vessels are atrophied, and the muscles are not supplied with blood, causing various arteritis, thrombosis and other muscle ischemia and aseptic necrosis. ..."

"I know these things, but you still talk about whether it can be cured or not." Qi Ling is tired of hearing these words, and they are also some of the words he hates to hear the most.

"Wait, let my son take a look." After finishing speaking, Dr. Wei signaled Wei Jing next to him to watch.

Although Wei Jing was young, his gestures carried a calm and sophisticated aura, his dark pupils were full of wisdom, and he seemed to have the potential of a master of medicine.

He didn't look around at the beginning, but took a look at the CT scan and medical certificate that Qi Qing had prepared a long time ago, his eyes were solid and focused.

"Doctor Wei, could it be that Mr. Ling has already grown up?" Qi Qing was a little puzzled.

"Hehe, almost, I have liked Chinese medicine since I was a child, and I am quite talented." Speaking of his son Wei Jing, Dr. Wei had a proud look on his face, and he was proud of it.

As a family of traditional Chinese medicine that has been passed down for a long time, the most hope is that there will be successors who can carry forward the traditional Chinese medicine skills handed down from their ancestors. Fortunately, the youngest son gave Dr. Wei hope. Not only did he like Chinese medicine, but he was also very talented. He began to recite medicinal soup songs at the age of six, memorized Shennong Baicao at the age of ten, and he was able to treat patients at the age of 15. At the age of 20, Dr. Wei had already emptied out the special skill of pressing the box, and now, he has already surpassed the blue.

But Wei Jing was not satisfied with his medical skills, and visited various famous experts everywhere, trying to make up for his own shortcomings by using the strengths of a hundred schools of thought. He made a great wish to carry forward the declining Chinese medicine and restore its former glory.

However, God does not follow people's wishes, and it is so difficult to find a really capable Chinese medicine doctor. After searching for no results, he can only immerse himself in painstaking research, bold attempts, and hope to continue to break through. Although the results are not great, he found another way of treatment The method allowed him to cure many mild terminal illnesses.

Extraordinary things require extraordinary measures.

Do not stick to the rules, and cannot just follow the footsteps of the ancestors and copy them mechanically. We must continue to develop and innovate, so that Chinese medicine will not decline, and there will be hope!

Wei Jing is moving towards this goal!

If you have a son like this, what can your husband ask for? !

So Dr. Wei threw this trouble to his son Wei Jing, to see if he can help this person who has been useless for more than ten years stand up again, because he is helpless!We can only pin our hopes on his son's unconstrained thinking.

"How about it?"

After Wei Jing finished the inspection and stood up, it was not the Qi Qing brothers who asked the question immediately, but Dr. Wei.

After Dr. Wei finished speaking, Qi Qing and his brothers also looked at Wei Jing earnestly, vaguely understanding that this elegant and calm young man was his hope.

"I hope so, but..." Wei Jing paused, as if he had encountered some problem in his mind, and his expression was in a state of half-thought...

"but what?"

Hearing that there is hope to stand up, Qi Ling trembled all over, almost weeping with joy, but after hearing the last word with uncertain factors, he was a little worried.

"Although you have the hope of standing up again, you can't be like a normal person, and you may need crutches."

When Qi Ling heard this, his surprise seemed to drop a lot. Although it was better than sitting in a wheelchair, what he wanted was to be a normal person, not a disabled person with a cane.

As young people, we compare our hearts with each other. Wei Jing also knows that it is indeed uncomfortable for such a young man to lean on crutches, but there is nothing he can do to help him. He can only do this. Thinking of this, he seemed to think of something: "Why don't you ask God to help you?" In this era, he should have no problem shooting."

Speaking of the Era of God, Wei Jing's eyes were full of admiration and respect.

"Well, it's not that I haven't looked for it, but that it doesn't belong to the scope of terminal illness, so it was rejected at that time." Qi Qing was very helpless.

"The Age of God is not omnipotent. Don't regard him as a miracle doctor of the flesh and bones of the living dead. He may not be able to do anything about such things." Ye Chenfeng, who had not spoken all the time, said.

Suddenly remembered that some time ago, he seemed to dismiss such a disease. At that time, he didn't know that he was Qi Qing. Even if he knew it was him, in the face of such symptoms, online treatment is absolutely impossible, unless you do it yourself.

When Wei Jing heard that Ye Chenfeng questioned his idol, he frowned, and said in a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "Brother, don't talk if you don't understand, I don't know if he is a miracle doctor of the living dead, but God E era cures It is obvious to all that so many terminally ill patients have been healed, and besides, the medical skills are better than mine, and I am [-]% sure of it, so is it not [-]% sure in the era of God-e?"

"Are you so sure about the age of God? It's worth you to protect him?" Ye Chenfeng was a little bit dumbfounded, but he couldn't explain what to say.

"Aside from his peerless medical skills, his existence is the pillar of the Chinese medicine community, the hope for the rise of Chinese medicine, the idol in my heart, and the goal of my study." Wei Jing said sternly.

It can be seen that the age of gods has become sacred and inviolable in his heart.

"Since that's the case, don't forget that I didn't say anything, you continue." He admired himself so much, what else could Ye Chenfeng say?It feels weird.

"The Age of God is unreliable. The most urgent thing is to rely on you. I hope you will think about it again and see if you can think of a better way." Qi Ling said anxiously.

"Your tendons have been broken for too long, the blood vessels that caused the tendons and atrophy have been finalized, and from the CT scan, the main tendon of your right rear heel is completely broken, and half of the other upper three inches is broken, and After twisting, ligaments and tendons can be connected and repaired with medication, but it is only connected, because the ligament itself is difficult to repair, so after connection, joint bending is limited and swollen.

If you can find a medicinal herb called Dragon Tendon Grass, then you may still be able to fully recover. This medicinal herb has amazing repairing effects on the tendons, but it has been extinct as early as more than 100 years ago, and now it is priceless. . "

Wei Jing is very helpless, now there is a severe shortage of some precious medicinal herbs, resulting in some diseases, even if there is a way to cure them, but there is no regret because of the lack of this medicinal herb, and it also shackles his medical skills.

"Since this is the case, then you should treat it like this, as long as you can make Xiaoling stand up again." Qi Qing can only settle for the next best thing.

"I declare in advance that you don't have too much hope for this half chance, because my treatment method is very special, and it is the first time I try it. I hope you are prepared to fail. If you don't want to take this risk, you can only do it another time. Seek wisdom." As a doctor, you can only give hope to patients, but you can't make a big deal about life and death, because there are too many uncertain factors in it.

"Don't think about it, you can treat it as you want, this is already the worst result, even if it can't be cured, it will just continue to be a wheelchair." Qi Ling said firmly, and he was willing to go all out.

"Well, that's the only way to go." Wei Jing nodded regretfully, if he had Dragon Tendon Grass, he could completely restore Qi Ling to a normal person's level, but it's a pity that it's hard to cook without rice.

But I heard Ye Chenfeng said self-consciously: "Money, white snake gall, red castor root, borage, small tree wood, and stalk grass, these five common medicinal materials can be blended with their essences to achieve the medicinal effect of dragon tendon grass. effect."

Ye Chenfeng didn't want Wei Jing to only treat Qi Ling into a half-finished product, lest he had to do it himself when he got it, wouldn't it be better to have Wei Jing do the one-time cure for him now.

Wei Jing was startled when he heard that, and finally said disapprovingly: "It's just a fantasy, do you know that the small scorpion tree is highly poisonous, wouldn't it kill people if you do this?"

"The Arabian Nights?"

Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly, and said: "Then do you know that Tiaokongcao is specialized in detoxifying the poison of the small scorpion tree, and do you know the medicinal properties produced after detoxification? Do you know what medicinal properties will be produced after the fusion of five different medicinal properties?"

"I don't know, but how do you know that these five medicinal herbs will produce the medicinal properties of Dragon's Tendon Grass after melting? Do you know Chinese medicine?" Wei Jing obviously didn't believe it, because it was the first time he had heard of this unique method of melting medicinal materials. He had never thought of such an unimaginable thing, it was too outrageous!

"good."

Seeing Ye Chenfeng's answer so immodestly, Wei Jing was a little uncertain, is he really capable or has a strong heart?

Ye Chenfeng didn't care whether he believed it or not, and said lightly: "Now you answer me a basic question."

"What's your question?" Wei Jing said calmly, he was not at all displeased by Ye Chenfeng's Arabian Nights, and he had the minimum self-cultivation of a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Is dog meat poisonous?"

"No."

"What about mung beans?"

"nor."

"What will happen if the dog meat boils mung beans and eats them?"

"It will be poisoned." Speaking of this, the gifted Wei Jing had a flash of inspiration in his mind, as if he had caught something, but it felt like he reached out and found nothing.

"It's very simple, this is the result of a qualitative change, that is to say, the grass has undergone a qualitative change after detoxifying the poison of the small scorpion wood, and the medicinal property of this qualitative change will be fused with the snake gallbladder to produce a qualitative change again... Several qualitative changes In the end, it becomes the medicinal properties of the Dragon Tendon Grass, do you understand that?"

What Ye Chenfeng said was very simple, and there was no lack of meaning in pointing Wei Jing. It can be seen that Wei Jing loves Chinese medicine very much and has a good talent. If he is trained, he will definitely achieve something in the future.

Hearing Ye Chenfeng's words, Wei Jing's heart trembled, as if a skylight had been opened for him, and what was presented before his eyes was another vast world, and it felt like he had seen a guiding light on a lost voyage and found it. New World.

At this moment, the bottleneck that shackles Chinese medicine seems to show signs of breaking through.

Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly, didn't say anything, was about to get up and leave, when he saw the fisherman, he seemed to think of something again, asked Lin Shan to bring a pen and paper, prescribed a second prescription to the fisherman, explained something, and looked at Wei before leaving. The doctor nodded as a greeting, and then left with Mu Ningyan.

Wei Jing woke up after Ye Chenfeng left. He still had questions to ask, but unfortunately...

What Ye Chenfeng said just now gave him a lot of inspiration, and at the same time, it also gave him endless confusion, and he fell into another world of confusion, making him unable to start.

The trouble should end it!

Since he was able to utter such a subversive theory of traditional Chinese medicine, his medical skills should be extraordinary. Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and took the prescription from the fisherman to have a look...