Chinese medicine famous

Wang Zhi, who was waiting for the bus, was slightly surprised when he saw Lin Xueyan coming over. He didn't expect that Mayor Lin didn't take his daughter back. 【26nbsp;】

Although surprised, Wang Zhi was still very happy for Lin Qiwei not stopping him, but Xu Xiaoran was a little resentful, originally thought that he could get along with Wang Zhi alone tonight.

The three of them waited for about 10 minutes before they stopped a taxi. Wang Zhi looked at the impatient expressions of the two daughters waiting for the station, and wondered if it was time to buy a car, but now his driver's license But I haven't passed the exam yet, which is a bit troublesome.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening when the three of them returned home. After a day of tossing around, all three of them were a little tired. They took a shower and went straight to sleep.

The next day, Wang Zhi woke up early and rushed to the hospital. He had not been at work for such a long time, and those guys in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine must have some opinions. You must know that the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is not as prosperous as the Department of Western Medicine. Senhu and other doctors have also learned something from Wang Zhi, and some diseases that are not very difficult can be seen in a good way.

Not long after Wang Zhi entered the hospital, Zhou Boran came here in a hurry. Seeing Wang Zhi, he said eagerly, "Wang Zhi, do you still have that golden sore medicine? It works really well. Such a serious gunshot wound recovered in less than a week, and the wound did not leave scars."

Wang Zhi felt contemptuous in his heart, the golden medicine for sores could even heal the arrow wounds of Zhou Yu and Guan Yu, and the arrow wounds of both of them were poisonous, and the mere gunshot wounds could be easily caught with the medicine he had improved.

"Hehe, it's gone. I only made a little bit and it's all used up?" Wang Zhi smiled embarrassedly. What he said was also the truth. Those things are not easy to get. Gave it to the girl, used some myself.

"Can you get some more?" Zhou Boran asked with a smile.

"Let's talk about this later, the preparation of that medicine is very troublesome, and besides, I don't have enough medicinal materials at hand." Wang Zhi rubbed his nose and said.

"This," Zhou Boran said with some disappointment: "Then you must save some more after you finish it. That kind of medicine is really effective. It would be great if it could be mass-produced."

"It's a bit difficult, I'll do some more research." Wang Zhi said, in fact, after hearing what Xu Xiaoran said about applying for a patent that day, Wang Zhi also considered the issue of overproduction, but after careful consideration, he was still immature at this stage.

You know, although the medicines developed by Wang Zhi are not so miraculous, they are also good, and the requirements for each process are very high. Or grinding, whether it is the combination of medicines or the extraction, every process must not be sloppy, otherwise a pair of magic golden sore medicine for treating trauma will definitely become a severe poison. This point in Chinese medicine is also a factor that limits the development of Chinese medicine.

After sending Zhou Boran away, Wang Zhi picked up the medical record in hand again. This medical record was just brought over by Qian Senhu, and it can be regarded as a difficult patient in the internal medicine department these days.

From the medical records, Wang Zhi could see that the patient was an old lady about 50 years old. She started to have severe pain in her lower abdomen a month ago, and then gradually spread to her upper body. Now she cannot speak, hear, and her limbs are weak. The result turned out to be normal, and the urine and blood tests also met the standards. It can be said to be a very strange symptom.

Seeing this, Wang Zhi felt that he should go and see for himself, since he couldn't see anything from the medical records for a while.

He greeted Qian Senhu, and they came to the ward together. The patient's family member was a young man under the age of 30. Seeing Qian Senhu leading a young doctor in, he hurriedly greeted him. There was also no drug treatment for the symptoms, but some prescriptions prescribed also relieved the pain of the patients, so the young man treated Qian Senhu politely.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhao, this is Dr. Wang Zhiwang from our Traditional Chinese Medicine Department. He just came back today, so I'll bring him here." Qian Senhu and the patient's family members seemed to be very familiar with each other, smiling Introduced.

"Ah! This is Doctor Wang Zhi," Mr. Zhao was surprised at Wang Zhi's youth, but he was still very enthusiastic: "Ah! That's great, we came here for the fame of Doctor Wang. I have heard many rumors about Dr. Wang, so please trouble Dr. Wang."

"You are so annoying. It is my duty to save the sick and the sick." Wang Zhi also smiled slightly, stepped forward, and took the patient's wrist.

"Huh! Strange, the patient's pulse is also normal, and there is no abnormality at all." Listening to the patient's pulse, Wang Zhi also frowned. This was the first time he had seen such a situation.

Seeing Wang Zhi frowning slightly, Qian Senhu and Mr. Zhao didn't dare to disturb him, they just watched quietly.

After listening to the patient's pulse, Wang Zhi checked the patient's body again, and couldn't help recalling in his heart, hoping to find a similar case, but after careful recollection, Wang Zhi still hadn't seen such a disease , his heart was even more curious. Ever since he became successful in medicine, Wang Zhi had never encountered an undiagnosed disease, but this time it was strange.

The symptoms didn't look like the invasion of cold air, but there was nothing unusual about it. How could the patient have so much discomfort? Wang Zhi murmured to himself, but his beautiful eyebrows frowned even tighter.

Could it be an intermittent symptom attack, but it doesn't look like it. Even if it is an intermittent symptom attack, the pulse should be a little abnormal. Thinking of this, Wang Zhi picked up the patient's other wrist.

After listening carefully for a while, there was still no abnormality, but Wang Zhi didn't pay attention for the time being, and was about to put down the patient's arm, but suddenly felt that the patient's pulse stopped unexpectedly for nearly half a second, and then returned to normal .

Feeling the abnormality of the patient's pulse, Wang Zhi's face showed a gleam of joy. It was indeed an intermittent disease, and it was a rare intermittent heart compression accompanied by abnormal abdominal nerves.

If it is pure intermittent heart compression, the patient will show chest tightness, shortness of breath, cold hands and feet, and the symptoms can be detected when the mood fluctuates, but the old man's symptoms are more complicated. His symptoms of heart compression are very weak, mainly abdominal nerves Abnormal, causing abdominal pain to spread, and then causing symptoms such as inability to speak, but because it is an intermittent disease, the abnormal nerve is also a hidden nerve, and if you don't pay attention, you really can't find the abnormality.

Putting down the patient's arm, Wang Zhizhun turned around and said, "It's not a big problem. I think the old man had an inadvertent collision first, and then suffered some irritation. I prescribed a few medicines, and he should be able to recover soon."

Hearing Wang Zhi said that the problem was not serious, and hearing what Wang Zhi said was completely in line with the situation, Mr. Zhao let go of his original but partial heart, very happy, and hurriedly thanked: "Thank you so much, Doctor Wang , I went to several hospitals for my mother's illness."

For Mr. Zhao's thanks, Wang Zhi just smiled lightly, and took Qian Senhu out. Although this kind of illness is not easy to detect, as long as you pay attention, you can still find it. Any illness is not without reason.

After leaving the old lady's ward, Wang Zhi followed Qian Senhu to see several more serious patients, and prescribed medicines one by one. These diseases were long-term diseases. There is hope for recovery.

Seeing that Wang Zhi treated more than a dozen patients in an understatement, even Qian Senhu, who had always admired Wang Zhi, had to sigh. He had checked all these patients, but he didn't find what Wang Zhi saw. Some exceptions.

Seeing Qian Senhu's disappointed gaze, Wang Zhi said with a smile: "Senhu, Chinese medicine is simple and simple, and complicated but the most important thing is to treat patients with the same care as your own relatives. Because of his ugliness, beauty, wealth and poverty, he will bring other emotions, even if the patient smells bad, you must treat it with a warm heart, so that you will find some symptoms and abnormalities that are not easy to find."

"Understood, Doctor Wang?" Qian Senhu nodded, then hesitated for a moment and asked, "Doctor Wang, can you accept me as an apprentice?"

"Accept you as an apprentice?" Wang Zhi looked at Qian Senhu with a smile. You must know that Chinese medicine is the essence of China for thousands of years. Therefore, in Huaxia Xinglin, it is not as casual as Western medicine. Master is a very serious title. People often say Being a teacher for a day and being a father for life, although some well-known Chinese medicine practitioners will guide some outsiders at will, but the real unique knowledge will only be passed on to their own disciples. Although Wang Zhi does not have such thoughts, Qian Senhu does not. Know.

"Yes, Dr. Wang, I am willing to worship you as my teacher and study Chinese medicine with you." Qian Senhu said seriously. Although he is a few years older than Wang Zhi, Wang Zhi's medical skills are He had to look up, in front of Wang Zhi, Qian Senhu didn't have any embarrassment.

"Okay, I agree?" Wang Zhi thought for a while, nodded and smiled. Although he didn't have any sect views in his heart, it was impossible to promote Chinese medicine without a few trustworthy people around him. Qian Senhu is also a good person, so Wang Zhi does not reject it.

ps3a declares again that Xiaoxiao is not a doctor, so the analysis, diagnosis and treatment of some diseases may not be in place, and there may even be mistakes, but this book is a novel after all, I hope that experts will not have any opinions after reading it, and the same will be true for future diagnosis and treatment. Don’t blame everyone. I won't explain it later.

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