Wonderful hand perspective little genius doctor

Chapter 13 You Really Just Graduated from College

From the beginning to the end, it was completely done according to Fang Jun's intention...

In other words, in fact, Mr. Qin’s diagnosis is just a decoration, because Fang Jun did not misread one, or even if Mr. Qin came to see it, he also saw it that way...

The entanglement in Zhang Yida's heart, now he also knows that Fang Jun is a man of real talent and practical learning, it's not that a blind cat ran into dead mice, otherwise, if a blind cat can catch twenty or thirty mice in a row, it can only be said This guy is Sheriff Black Cat...

I can't use the word "great" to describe...

No matter how shocked Zhang Yida, Mr. Qin, and Meng Qingying were, Fang Jun himself was very happy, with a full 980 points of gratitude income, and suddenly he stepped into a well-off world from being miserable...

Except for the first girl who was just a minor ailment of irregular menstruation, none of the doctors outside had a headache and fever. Who comes to Chinese medicine to grab soup and medicine to eat...

Those who come to see Chinese medicine are all old diseases that are difficult to cure, such as rheumatism, arthritis, cervical spondylosis, hyperosteogeny, etc., and most of them are also geriatric diseases.

Their treatment in western medicine basically treats the symptoms every year. Western medicine treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and the effect is quick, while traditional Chinese medicine cures it radically, but the effect is slow...

"Xiao Fang, are you really just a college graduate?"

Watching the last patient walk out of the gate, Mr. Qin sized Fang Jun up and down with strange eyes...

And Zhang Yida is determined to die...

He is a college graduate?
A junior college student can do this, but he, a graduate student from a famous medical school, has practiced for a few years and is still unable to practice medicine independently...

Why is there such a big gap between people...

Is he too genius, or is he too useless?
"Well, Mr. Qin, I really graduated from Yuncheng Medical College..." Fang Jun scratched his head in embarrassment and said.

"Okay, you passed my test, you are great, perfect, much better than my two idiot apprentices, you can come to work directly tomorrow, and Yida, you go tell the person who made the appointment at the front desk, You can make appointments for more patients tomorrow." Qin Lao said.

Because there is only Mr. Qin sitting in the town of Chinese medicine here, and his energy is limited, the number of people who make appointments each time is limited. My old self often works overtime...

"Yes, Master..." Zhang Yida replied with a dry throat.

"Well, Xiao Fang, I have another apprentice who didn't come today because of something. I will meet you tomorrow. Then we will have separate consultations. If you encounter any unsure cases, please let me know. We will Joint consultation."

Mr. Qin's words immediately made Zhang Yida's mouth growl. Hearing the meaning, Mr. Qin seemed to have treated this guy as an equal, and completely believed in the other's medical skills. In the case of the case, Mr. Qin also said to jointly consult, not to teach...

The word consultation has a lot of emphasis in medicine. Generally speaking, it is only when doctors of the same level discuss a patient's condition together and jointly study the treatment plan can it be called a consultation...

Undoubtedly, in the eyes of Master, this guy who is only about [-] years old and several years younger than himself can already sit on an equal footing with Master himself...

If this spreads, it will be a major medical earthquake in Yuncheng. Even if Mr. Qin's level can not be regarded as the master of medicine in the country, the representative of Xinglin, but in terms of Chinese medicine in Yuncheng, he is the authority, recognized as the number one Chinese medicine doctor in Yuncheng Master!

And this college student who came out of nowhere, is he going to be compared with Yuncheng's Chinese medicine authority now?

"Fang Jun, yes, I really admire this skill." Meng Qingying laughed.

"Hey, so-so, so-so..." Fang Jun scratched his head in embarrassment.

"There's nothing to do today. I can leave work. After working in the People's Hospital for more than 20 years, it's the first time I leave work early. It's all thanks to Xiao Fang." Mr. Qin said with a smile.

"Mr. Qin, what are you talking about? You have worked hard for more than 20 years. Your old medical ethics are more worthy of respect than your medical skills!" Fang Jun shook his head.

Who doesn't like to hear flattery, especially medical ethics. From a human point of view, derby skills are more respectable. Fang Jun praised his medical derby than medical skills. How can he be unhappy?
A person's life is nothing but money, fame and fortune, Mr. Qin also has pursuits, one is medical skills, and the other is fame!

Sure enough, Mr. Qin stroked his beard and laughed happily after hearing the words: "The kid is quite good at flattering, but I have a question for you, the old lady's bone hyperplasia is really seen by the way you feel the pulse? "

Fang Jun's eyelids twitched when he heard this, he saw twenty or thirty people, none of them were wrong, Mr. Qin didn't ask, but asked about the old lady's bone hyperplasia alone, it can be seen that this question should not be simple...

Could it be that bone hyperplasia cannot be seen by feeling the pulse?
Fang Jun's mind turned sharply, and the little knowledge of pulse that he had just learned through the medical system was turned over again. After careful consideration, he found that it is really difficult to judge bone hyperplasia or lumbar disc herniation by feeling the pulse...

"Why don't you talk? Hehe, Xiaofang, do you still want to hide your clumsiness?" Elder Qin asked with a half-smile.

Fang Jun turned around in his mind for a long time, but couldn't think of another way, so he had to honestly say: "Yes, I can see the pulse."

At present, I can only say that I have felt the pulse, and it cannot be said that the medical system told me...

Although he guessed the result early in the morning, Mr. Qin still finds it hard to believe...

Feeling the pulse, also known as feeling the pulse, is the last step in Chinese medicine. Judging whether a Chinese medicine doctor is a good doctor or a quack doctor is mainly based on the skill of feeling the pulse.

If you can get the pulse right, prescribing the medicine is generally not a problem. As long as you understand the pharmacology, the properties of each medicinal material, and control the dosage, you can prescribe your own prescriptions to cure diseases and save lives.

But if the pulse is not accurate, it is even more impossible to prescribe the right medicine!

All medicines are three-point poisonous, and medicinal materials should not be eaten casually, but should be treated according to the symptoms!
If the pulse is not accurate, the medicine is naturally wrong, that is to say, a quack doctor...

However, the difficulty of Chinese medicine lies in feeling the pulse first. Even though Mr. Qin himself has been a waiter with his master for more than 20 years, he has developed the ability to feel the pulse with one hand. In the end, he practiced medicine and asked medicine by himself, but he became famous in Yuncheng through hard work. doctor of traditional Chinese medicine.

But even with his decades of experience in medical practice, he thinks that his pulse-taking skills have reached the point of perfection, but he is still powerless to directly judge bone hyperplasia and lumbar disc herniation by using pulse-taking...

And this young man in his twenties in front of him, can he really do it?

(End of this chapter)