Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 457

"Old Feng, you're making it difficult for me."

Zhao Yifan was speechless.

"No, no, Professor Zhao, don't say that."

Feng Lao shook his head again and again, and said: "Also, Professor Zhao, don't call me Feng Lao, just call me Young Gang. Alas, I really have a lot of years in front of you, and I have lived like a dog." Feeling!" he sighed.

Mr. Feng, who is a Chinese medicine doctor, saw with his own eyes how Zhao Yifan treated Mr. Gong with "medicine", and heard Jiang Tao tell about the cases that Zhao Yifan had cured in the past. The feeling of fur.

Compared with Zhao Yifan's important, imaginative, easy-to-use, and whimsical treatment methods, Feng Laocai found that all the cases he was proud of were all following the rules, rigid and rigid, and the results were slow!
When I was still complacent and felt that I had comprehended the true meaning of Chinese medicine, Zhao Yifan's medical skills had already risen to a height that I could not imagine.

He was still pondering various scriptures and dialectics, Zhao Yifan had already comprehended the "mysterious meaning" and applied it with ease.

Only those who have studied Chinese medicine know.

The basic theories of Chinese medicine, to put it bluntly, are actually based on a macro, which can also be called a subjective basis.

For example, the meridians, acupoints, five elements, yin and yang, etc. considered by Chinese medicine are all derived from the 5000-year-old Chinese culture; in Western medicine, there is no theory of meridians, yin and yang, five elements, and damp heat.

Even acupuncture points.

It was also accepted by Western medicine after acupuncture and moxibustion were gradually recognized.

In the theory of Chinese medicine, there are many "mysterious and mysterious" theories that are considered nonsense in real life, such as "supplementing form with form". Wouldn't take it seriously.

But Zhao Yifan proved it with practical actions, which can really be used to treat diseases by supplementing the body.

The effect is also shocking.

Of course, the "supplementing form with form" used by Zhao Yifan has already risen to the height of "shape", not just the shape, but the "image".

If Zhao Yifan hadn't explained it just now, from the perspective of earthworms and Qingming tea, which can barely be called "medicines", no one would think that the combination of these two can cure diseases.

"Professor Zhao's medical skills are really superb. It opened my eyes. The smell can be used to make medicine and cure diseases. I have never heard of it. This is the first time I heard and saw it!"

When he came back to his senses, Jiang Tao looked at Zhao Yifan with a look of admiration. Jiang Tao was able to express his understanding of Feng Lao's actions.

After all, Zhao Yifan's treatment methods and ideas can only be described as ingenious and wonderful. Even Jiang Tao, a western doctor, feels his eyes wide open and admires him, not to mention Mr. Feng who has been practicing Chinese medicine all his life. .

"Doctor Jiang, this is too much of you."

Zhao Yifan waved his hand, and said humbly, "Actually, the most important reason is that Mr. Gong doesn't take traditional Chinese medicine. Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a trouble."

"Ugh!"

Suddenly, Mr. Gong sighed heavily, looked at Zhao Yifan with complicated eyes, and said lightly: "Xiao Zhao, do you know why I don't take traditional Chinese medicine?"

Zhao Yifan shook his head with a smile.

Everyone has their own secrets. If Mr. Gong is a Westerner, it is reasonable for him not to take or believe in Chinese medicine.

However, as a native of China, Mr. Gong also believed in and agreed with the diagnosis of traditional Chinese medicine, but insisted on not taking traditional Chinese medicine, which inevitably made people feel a little strange.

It's just that it's strange, but Zhao Yifan still understands the word "privacy". He doesn't know, and he has no interest in gossiping about other people's secrets.

"Grandpa, didn't you say that when you take traditional Chinese medicine, you will feel uncomfortable all over, and even have allergies?"

When Gong Lin heard Mr. Gong's words, he couldn't help but say something.

"Hehe, these are just my rhetoric to the outside world."

Mr. Gong sighed, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes, and said slowly: "Actually, the reason why I don't take traditional Chinese medicine is because of your grandma."

"My grandma?"

Gong Lin was taken aback. Ever since he could remember, he knew that his grandma had passed away decades ago, and his father was also brought up by his grandfather.

Regarding grandma, grandpa never mentioned it, even my father didn't know very clearly, but only knew that grandma passed away very early.

Mr. Gong nodded and said slowly: "That happened many years ago. At that time, your father was only about two years old. Your grandma caught a cold once and was not feeling well. I went to the doctor's house in the village and begged for help." The two medicines were prepared and I treated your grandma. As a result, after a few days, your grandma's cold not only didn't get better, but became more and more serious, to the point of being bedridden, so I had no choice but to ask the doctor to come over. , He came over to take a look, and kept saying that the problem was not serious, and prescribed a prescription, and took the medicine according to the prescription and gave it to your grandma for five or six days, and then in the middle of the night..."

Having said that, Mr. Gong stopped. Zhao Yifan keenly noticed that there was a layer of mist in Mr. Gong's eyes. He took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and murmured: "As a result, your grandma suddenly I started to vomit blood, and I panicked when I saw it, so I had to ask the doctor to come over again. When he saw your grandma, he was shocked and said that he had used the wrong medicine... After this time, I never Taking traditional Chinese medicine, even for the diagnosis of traditional Chinese medicine, I only believe three points."

Gong Lin gritted his teeth, and said bitterly, "How dare such a quack doctor prescribe medicine to cure a disease?"

"In the past, doctors were extremely scarce."

Elder Feng whispered beside him.

"Shaogang is right."

Mr. Gong sighed, and said with remorse: "If it weren't for the lack of doctors, I wouldn't have looked for him... Alas, it's a pity for your grandma, she was only in her 20s at that time..." He raised his head, feeling A crystal tear slipped down the wrinkles on his face.

Zhao Yifan sighed when he saw it.

Quacks kill people.

What this said is actually not true at all.

Danfumen started with medicine. When Zhao Yifan was studying medicine, Li Xiao, his master, warned him that the most feared thing for a doctor is that he is not good at medicine and will harm others and himself.

Patients depend on their lives. As a doctor, you should walk on thin ice and work cautiously, especially when you are [-]% sure about the diagnosis and medicine, before you prescribe a prescription. Otherwise, what the doctor prescribes is not a prescription. , but Lord Hades' death claim!
"Excuse me."

After wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Mr. Gong regained his mood and smiled self-deprecatingly, "When I think of these old things, I'm a little excited, and I'm laughing at you."

"Old Gong, you are a man of temperament."

Old Feng sighed and said regretfully, "It's a pity that Professor Zhao wasn't there back then, otherwise, such a thing that makes you regret for life wouldn't have happened."

"Shaogang is right."

Mr. Gong nodded, his eyes fell on Zhao Yifan, and he sighed and said: "What happened back then is over. In fact, thinking about it now, my insistence on not taking traditional Chinese medicine is actually just a heart disease of my own. Strictly speaking Said, this guy Xiao Zhao has quietly used traditional Chinese medicine on me just now, although it is a smell, it can be regarded as a method of traditional Chinese medicine, so I have broken the precept." He smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Mr. Gong, this smell is insignificant, right?"

Zhao Yifan smiled.

"Why can't it be counted?"

Mr. Gong waved his hand, smiled, and said: "Xiao Zhao, as the saying goes, don't bother the two masters. Wait a moment and give me a prescription. Alas, I have been ill for so long, and I want to recover soon." gone."

"what?"

Hearing Mr. Gong asked Zhao Yifan to prescribe a prescription for him, Jiang Tao, Gong Lin, Mr. Feng and the others dropped their jaws in shock!
You know, Mr. Gong has never taken traditional Chinese medicine.

"Hehe, Mr. Gong, are you sure?"

Zhao Yifan frowned, and said with a smile, "I'm a Chinese medicine doctor."

"Of course I know you are a Chinese medicine doctor."

Mr. Gong smiled, nodded and said, "What's the matter? Don't you want to prescribe me medicine?"

"Hehe, it's just a matter of raising your hands, how could you not want to?"

Zhao Yifan smiled, asked Jiang Tao for paper and pens, thought for a while, wrote a prescription, handed it to Jiang Tao, and said, "Dr. In the last three days, it should be almost fine."

"Three days?"

Jiang Tao's body shook, and he couldn't believe it.

Zhao Yifan nodded and said with a smile, "In three days' time, if Mr. Gong's fever hasn't recovered, you can trouble me."

"Don't dare, Professor Zhao, you're joking again."

Jiang Tao came back to his senses, and said repeatedly, indeed, if it was someone else, it would be an exaggeration to say that it would be fine in three days, but Zhao Yifan would definitely be fine in three days if he said it would be fine in three days.

"Professor Zhao."

Old Feng coughed dryly, his eyes fell on Zhao Yifan, hesitant to speak.

"Old Feng, what's the matter with you?"

Zhao Yifan said casually.

"It's Shaogang, Professor Zhao."

Ever since seeing Zhao Yifan's treatment, Mr. Feng always felt uncomfortable and his face was hot when he heard Zhao Yifan call himself Mr. Feng.

"This……"

Zhao Yifan thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, Shaogang, can I call you the head office this way?" He didn't think it mattered, after all, he also called Tang Yuntao and others that way.

"Well, I feel better if you call me that."

Elder Feng nodded, and immediately changed the subject, and said seriously: "Professor Zhao, I have something to ask."

"You said."

Zhao Yifan hummed.

"That...can you show me the prescription you prescribed to Mr. Gong?"

Feng Lao pointed to the prescription in Jiang Tao's hand, his eyes full of longing.

(End of this chapter)