personal doctor

"Okay, come up and let me have a look." Mo Zhitao nodded. "Everyone, Chinese medicine is extensive and profound. You must have confidence in Chinese medicine, and you must have confidence in yourself."

"Oh, Mr. Mo, don't talk so much. You can diagnose and treat me first." While talking, the boy staggered onto the podium with his hands on his stomach.

When the students in the audience saw the boy like this, they couldn't help worrying about him.How could he have such a serious illness while listening to lectures?

Li Guangke looked at Mo Zhitao with great interest. Just now Mo Zhitao showed his skills by using "look" to diagnose other people's illnesses. .

It seems that being a doctor at the grassroots level also has great benefits.Li Guangke thought to himself.In the future, when he has the opportunity, he will also go to the grassroots level to see a doctor for others.If you stay in a big hospital all the time, and you don't really get in touch with the people below, your medical skills won't improve.

Because in these big hospitals in the provincial capital, many patients do not believe in Chinese medicine. They went to other departments to see it. After learning what the disease was, they felt that Chinese medicine treatment would be better, so they came to see a doctor with Chinese medicine with their medical records.

And their TCM doctors are also accustomed to asking patients what their illness is, and prescribing medicine after reading the medical records, and often avoid the need to check the pulse.Over time, many TCM doctors also rely on the inspection reports of large hospitals, which are more authoritative.

For example, you took the pulse of a patient and said it was a cold and fever, but there was no scientific basis for it, and it was based on the feeling of a Chinese medicine doctor. If you made a wrong diagnosis, you would be responsible yourself, like Zeng Zisai, who is now suffering from a terrible headache.

But the machine inspections of Western medicine are different. The advanced instruments produced by big manufacturers have won some international awards. Responsible, the results are for clinical reference only.

What does it mean to be only responsible for this inspection? If your next inspection is different from this time, then it has nothing to do with them. They will be responsible for that inspection. If the next inspection is different, they will not be responsible.

And it’s just for reference. If there is any problem with your clinical diagnosis and treatment, it’s none of their business. They have already written it in the back of the report for your reference. They have nothing to do.

This is the difference between Chinese medicine and Western medicine. Chinese medicine directly tells you what your disease is, and then prescribes a prescription to treat it.But Western medicine says you should take the medicine for a few days first, and then see how it works.

Even so, there are still many patients who prefer Western medicine rather than Chinese medicine.Generally, the treatment time of traditional Chinese medicine is long and the effect is slow.If there is a misdiagnosis, it will make the patient not accept Chinese medicine.

Mo Zhitao had been staring at the boy, thinking about it in his heart.Diagnosis and treatment of patients with "look" is more difficult than before.However, in order to let everyone see the magic of Chinese medicine, Mo Zhitao still uses this method of diagnosis and treatment.

Now he exerted all his internal strength and quietly observed the boy.

"How is it? Teacher Mo, can you see what's wrong with me?" The boy asked with a smile.He is acting like this on purpose, he is not sick at all.

Mo Zhitao glanced at the boy who had already walked in front of him, and then sighed softly: "Oh, your expression is wrong, you don't need to look at it, you go home and prepare for the funeral."

"What? You said I was going to die?" The boy's eyes widened in surprise, "Hahaha, I'm so ridiculous, you actually said I was dying of illness." The boy burst out laughing.

"You don't have to laugh, you are already terminally ill, go back quickly." Mo Zhitao shook his head.

"Mr. Mo, I didn't expect you to be the same thing as that Mr. Zeng. They are both quack doctors. Students, we don't want to study Chinese medicine anymore. Let's change to another department." The boy yelled loudly.

Mo Zhitao said coldly: "Do you still need to change the department? You are not a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine at all."

"You, how do you know?" The boy looked at Mo Zhitao in surprise.

"The temperament of those who study Chinese medicine is different from those who don't. I can tell at a glance that you are not a doctor of Chinese medicine." Mo Zhitao shrugged.

"Impossible, how can you tell?" By this time, the boy didn't hide anything.After all, most of the students here are from the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and once identified, they will know that he came from another school.

Mo Zhitao said with a smile: "People who study Chinese medicine have a temperament that is compatible with heaven and earth, but you don't. Your body is not that kind of disease, and you deliberately pretended to be other diseases, trying to trick me into it, so that our Chinese medicine practitioners can be in the same place. Make a fool of yourself in front of everyone. Tell me, how can you be a Chinese medicine student with your villainous mentality? If I guessed correctly, you are a clinical medicine student, and you are a student of Qiu Yuan. As the saying goes The beam is crooked."

"It turns out that he is not from our college. He wants to come here to make trouble for us and drive him out. We don't allow outsiders to play tricks on our Chinese medicine business." A tall boy stood up and yelled loudly.Other Chinese medicine students also echoed, this is the business of their Chinese medicine school, how can we allow clinical medicine people to come and play tricks?

For a long time, the people in the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine and the School of Clinical Medicine have been at odds, and they are constantly competing in the medical field.As a result, their students also compete with each other and sometimes have conflicts at school.

"So you knew about me early on, and you deliberately said that I was going to die," the boy from the clinical college gave Mo Zhitao a look.Unexpectedly, Mo Zhitao was so smart that he could see his background. It seemed that he had failed to make trouble this time.He was Qiu Yuan's student, and Mo Zhitao was right.

"We Chinese doctors never tell lies. You are really going to die," Mo Zhitao said solemnly, shaking his head. "Just now I saw that you have no yang energy on your face, and you have a dead air on your face. You are going to die."

"Damn your sister." The boy stood up angrily, and Mo Zhitao saw his background, so he stopped pretending. "I'm fine. Don't you believe that you should ask Li Guangke to come over and treat me to see if I'm sick?"

Mo Zhitao turned his head to Li Guangke and said, "*****, come over and help him diagnose and treat him."

"Okay, let me see." Li Guangke nodded.There is something wrong with this boy's complexion, he should be sick.But as Mo Zhitao said, he was dying, and he was about to die, which Li Guangke couldn't see.

"Mr. Li Guangke, you have to see clearly. You are the most powerful Chinese medicine doctor in the school of Chinese medicine. If you are wrong, it seems that this school of Chinese medicine does not need to be opened again." The boy taunted Li Guangke.

Li Guangke didn't say anything, he came over to feel the boy's pulse, after a while, Li Guangke raised his head and said seriously: "Student, there is really something wrong with your body, and it's serious, go and have a look, It can't be delayed."

"Ah, ****, is he really going to die?" The students in the audience shouted, not because of Li Guangke's words, but because of Mo Zhitao's miraculous medical skills.

If Mo Zhitao used his pulse to diagnose and treat that boy was going to die, they didn't think it was strange.They also study Chinese medicine, and it is the most common practice to take the pulse to diagnose the disease.

But Mo Zhitao didn't need to feel the patient's pulse, and he could see the patient's illness at a glance. This trick was simply too miraculous. How could this be possible?

"Well, the condition is very serious, maybe there is something wrong with the stomach," Li Guangke nodded solemnly.Just now, for the sake of prudence, he deliberately held it for a while before letting go of the student's hand.

"Li Guangke, I didn't expect you to be so bad. How could I be sick? I have always been healthy." The boy yelled.Suddenly, the boy let out a long hiccup.

"Hmph, do you often go to the toilet to retch after getting up? It wasn't that serious before, but it's getting worse now?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"You, how do you know?" The boy exclaimed in surprise.He often drank beer at night and sometimes got drunk.The appearance of retching in the morning is similar to the feeling of being drunk, so he doesn't care much.Which student with better financial ability doesn't often drink with his classmates?

Mo Zhitao said: "This is a sign that you have a stomach problem. If you don't believe me, you can have a stomach examination. I didn't feel your pulse, but I guess you have stomach cancer."

"No, it's impossible, I don't believe it." The boy shouted loudly.

Li Guangke said sternly: "Student, I think so too, you should do an inspection, believe it or not, the inspection will explain the problem."

"I, I." The boy hesitated a little.It is said that Li Guangke's Chinese medicine skills are very powerful, which is not comparable to that of Mr. Mo.Moreover, Li Guangke is a rigorous scholar and never lies in front of others.

"You'd better go check it out, anyway, our clinical college also has that kind of testing equipment." Several other students from the clinical college ran over, and together they dragged the boy out.

After the people from the clinical college left, the classroom suddenly became buzzing. "Ms. Mo, how did you do it just now? You can diagnose and treat the patient's condition just by looking at it?" The students chattered.

Mo Zhitao turned his head to look at Li Guangke and said, "******, let's delay for a few more minutes, there may still be people who want to attend the class!"

"Okay, Zhitao, this class is up to you!" Li Guangke said with a smile.He admired Mo Zhitao's medical skills very much. He could tell the patient's condition just by looking at it. This kind of technique is not something ordinary people can do.

"Thank you ****." Mo Zhitao smiled.Then Mo Zhitao raised his head and looked at the students in the audience, "Students, I have seen someone calling and sending messages just now. How about this, I will give you a few minutes, you can call other students to come over, not us Those from the School of Chinese Medicine are also fine. Let me show you the wonders of Chinese medicine, okay?"

"Okay, Teacher Mo." Those students shouted immediately, and they all took their mobile phones to make calls, "Hey, come here quickly, a genius doctor has come to our college, and he can tell what's wrong with you at a glance?"