The Urban Romance of Miracle Doctor

Besides, traditional Chinese medicine values inheritance. Most of the certificates of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners either take the postgraduate entrance examination or pay homage to their teachers. Yuanzhengnan intended to accept ye haoxuan as an apprentice.

"Thank you, Mr. Yuan. I'll have the courage to try."

Yuanzhengnan nodded and said to each of the TCM schools on both sides: "the first step is saved. I think it is also a waste of time. Come directly to the second step and make on-site diagnosis."

The remaining dozen people nodded.

There are two links in today's exchange meeting. The first link is to make speeches, the second link is to make on-site diagnosis, and then doctors of various schools will make a detailed explanation of the patient's symptoms.

On one side of the auditorium, there are already some people from all over the country who have suffered from strange diseases. They have been paralyzed for many years, or are suffering from terminal diseases. In short, they are hopeless to seek medical treatment. Some experts in major hospitals are helpless. They hope to meet famous doctors at this exchange meeting and come to the scene.

As yehaoxuan punctured too many people's Cowhide as soon as he came up, the first ring joint of the exchange meeting was cancelled.

The staff brought a stool and table, and yehaoxuan sat down calmly.

Most of the hundred and ten Chinese doctors from all over the country were cursing yehaoxuan.

The first one who came on the stage was a patient with bronchial asthma. He was in his forties and had sputum sounds in his breath. Most asthma was divided into cold asthma and hot asthma. According to the description of the parties, it seemed that cold and hot asthma were common, and it was ineffective to seek medical treatment in many ways.

He is always out of breath. Maybe one day when the sputum gets stuck in his throat, he will go straight to hell.

The eight schools of traditional Chinese medicine at the scene first diagnosed the pulse one by one. Finally, the patient went to yehaoxuan and hesitated.

"If you can't trust my medical skills, you can't come. I'm a doctor. I don't owe you anything. I won't ask you to see a doctor. My medical skills are not so cheap," yehaoxuan shook his head.

"He is one of us. If you don't let him see it, you will break the rules of today's exchange meeting. You can go back." The speaker was the old Chinese doctor of the typhoid fever sect. He liked yehaoxuan's calm and calm manner and his courage to tell the truth, so he helped yehaoxuan.

The patient hurried to yehaoxuan and asked yehaoxuan to diagnose his pulse. In fact, yehaoxuan had already judged from his breath that pulse diagnosis was just to confirm his condition.

After yehaoxuan finished reading it, the patient sat on the other side and asked everyone present to make a diagnosis.

After a while, everyone's prescriptions had been written out, but yehaoxuan was the last one.

Yuanzhengnan was the judge among the crowd. He took out the prescriptions of all the people and nodded as he looked at them. In fact, the medical skills of the eight schools were the same, but the prescriptions were different due to different schools.

Fang Ziping of the warming and tonifying school calms down. Although the effect is slow, the effect is good. The prescription of the local school is about PENGYUAN, and the medicine of the typhoid school is as fierce as a tiger.

All schools have their own merits. However, there is still a lack of heat to cure this disease. Even if it is cured, it cannot be completely eradicated.

The last prescription was written by yehaoxuan. Yuanzhengnan's face, which was originally unhappy with his appearance, changed instantly.

Everyone was staring at the old doctor yuan's face. As soon as his look changed, everyone present was worried. At that moment, some people were gloating. It seems that yehaoxuan's prescription is extremely outrageous. Otherwise, how could the old doctor yuan's face be so ugly?

He stood up and sighed, "it's wonderful. It's really wonderful. Monarchs, ministers and envoys are all honest. Young man, you're really not simple."

Yehaoxuan smiled and said, "Mr. Yuan is flattered."

Yuanzhengnan handed the prescription to the people of various schools on both sides to have a look. After a closer look, these people either suddenly realized it or were full of praise.

Next, Mr. Yuan listed these medicines one by one, and then explained them carefully to all kinds of people sitting there.

Yehaoxuan used more than a dozen herbs such as ephedra, cinnamon twigs, dried ginger, etc.

In fact, these drugs are mainly used to treat asthma, and then they are supplemented by Minister drugs to strengthen the drug properties of the monarch drugs. They are supplemented by adjuvants to reduce the intensity of the drugs and make the drug properties mild and natural. Finally, they are used to harmonize the five elements.

As far as this prescription is concerned, ye haoxuan is already quite a national.

"It's amazing. The waves behind the Yangtze River really push the waves ahead." A Chinese doctor of zuohan school sighed.

"Yes, I'm willing to bow down..."

After explaining the characteristics of Ye haoxuan's prescription, representatives of the eight schools of traditional Chinese medicine expressed that ye haoxuan was better than others.

Yehaoxuan smiled. If Taiyi acupuncture was supplemented, he would be able to recover the patient's condition. But it was too amazing. A big tree catches the wind. It would be better to keep a low profile.

"Well, the medication is meticulous and prudent. Your test has passed." Mr. Yuan smiled.

"Thank you, Mr. Yuan." Yehaoxuan smiled.

Everyone in the audience looks at yehaoxuan with envy and hatred. He can be appreciated by old yuan. Even if he is an ignorant fool, he is bound to make some achievements. This young man is really lucky.

The second patient is a father and son, whose son is about 20 years old and is dark. The father and son are dressed in rags, but the son's eyes are firm.

My son was pushing a cart, and my father was lying on it. Although my father was less than 50, he was wrinkled, gray haired and extremely depressed.

He has been quadriplegic for many years, but his son is filial and has never given up treatment. So today, he tried every means to come to this auditorium. Fortunately, the security guard at the door, Xinshan, saw that the father and son were poor and did not embarrass them, so he let them in.

The son was silent and said nothing. He just saluted several elders on the stage and then said nothing.

Doctors are kind-hearted. All of you on the stage are descendants of the eight schools of traditional Chinese medicine. It goes without saying that in terms of medical ethics, the eight people saw that the patients could not come forward by themselves, so they stood up one by one, and then felt the pulse for the patients and asked about the basic information.

Yehaoxuan was still the last one to go up. He just took a pulse slightly and returned to his seat without saying a word.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to share your views." Old yuan also went to see his pulse, asked a few questions, and then returned to his seat.

The successors of the eight schools expressed their views one after another.

"Twisted meridians and blocked Qi and blood can be cured, but it takes a lot of energy. Even if you recover, you can barely take care of yourself."

"Stroke caused it. It's a pity that the years are too long. Otherwise, there is still hope."

"This is a paralytic disease. If you are familiar with Taiyi Shenzhen, you may have a better hope. Of course, it is not difficult to cure, but the effect is not good."

Hearing people from the eight schools express their own ideas one after another, ye haoxuan smiled, but said nothing.