As soon as I walked into the door, I heard a voice as loud as a bell: "Angelica sinensis, rehmannia glutinosa, kudzu root each cost two cents each, and ground rice cost six cents."
A dignified-looking middle-aged man sat behind the table and wrote down the prescription. He said to the middle-aged woman in front of him: "Rinse the angelica root, rehmannia root, and kudzu root, add water and boil for 30 minutes, remove the residue and drain the juice, and then
Wash the stem rice and put it in the medicine and simmer over low heat...
Take it warmly twice in the morning and evening, one dose a day, and you will be cured in three days.”
Some women with pale faces and weak faces took the prescription and said thanks: "Thank you, Doctor Xu."
"Take the medicine and go home and rest as soon as possible. You should be less likely to suffer from this disease." The middle-aged man smiled softly.
Fang Lin followed Xu Qingsong in. When he saw the middle-aged man, he was slightly surprised and said: "Mr. Xu takes good care of himself. He looks so young."
Xu Qingsong laughed and said: "That's not my grandfather, that's my father Xu Yang."
"Oh!" Fang Lin nodded. He had always heard about Xu Mofu before, but when he saw the doctor who was consulting the patient, he immediately thought of Xu Mofu, but he got distracted.
After Xu Yang watched the middle-aged woman leave, he looked at the next patient: "What are the symptoms?"
This was a bald, obese middle-aged man with a sallow complexion. He covered his right ribs and said painfully: "Doctor Xu, starting from the night before yesterday, I suddenly started to have cramping pain in the right side of my chest, making it difficult to breathe. The pain was about
For an hour, I didn’t take it seriously at first, but it still hurts yesterday and today.”
Xu Yang felt the pulse, looked at the patient's tongue coating, reached out and pressed the patient's right chest, and asked, "Does it hurt more after I pressed it?"
"No." The patient shook his head.
"The body is weak, the pulse is weak, the body and eyes are yellow, and the tongue is red and has yellow coating. You have damp-heat and gallbladder stagnation, which is often called acute cholecystitis."
Xu Yang quickly made a diagnosis and said: "Eat breakfast on time, don't eat eggs, stay up late at night, avoid alcohol and spicy food. I'll give you a prescription to take care of your body."
"Bupleurum, astragalus, pinellia, woody, tulip..."
Xu Qingsong brought Fang Lin in. He originally wanted to introduce Fang Lin to Xu Yang immediately, but when he saw that Xu Yang was concentrating on diagnosis and treatment, Fang Lin waved his hand, indicating not to disturb him yet.
After a while, the number of patients queuing up gradually became less and less.
Xu Qingsong was afraid that Fang Lin would be impatient, so he explained in a low voice: "People's energy is limited. Our Baohe Tang can only treat thirty people a day. Mr. Fang, please wait a little longer, and it will be over soon."
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Fang Lin shook his head, not showing any sign of impatience at all, but enjoying watching Xu Yang's diagnosis and treatment.
This was the first time he had seen a Chinese doctor with such superb medical skills since he inherited the medical skills in Huilong Jue.
Watching Xu Yang diagnose, treat and dispense medicines one by one can also correspond to what he has learned and deepen his understanding of medicine.
From this, we can imagine that Xu Mofu's medical skills must be even better than Xu Yang's. The Xu family, a family of traditional Chinese medicine, truly deserves its reputation.
Xu Yang was concentrating on treating the patient in front of him from beginning to end, and did not even notice Xu Qingsong and Fang Lin standing aside.
Soon, there was the last patient left for treatment today. He was a young man in his twenties. His face was pale, as if he had not closed his eyes for days and nights. His eyes were wide open and completely filled with bloodshot eyes.
The weirdest thing is that this young man's neck was pressed down hard, and his whole head moved forward, as if there was something heavy on his neck.
Seeing the state of this young man, even the well-informed Xu Yang was slightly stunned.
"Doctor, I'm so sleepy."
The young man's voice was flat and emotionless: "I haven't slept for three days and three nights. Can you prescribe some medicine to help me sleep?"
"Why can't you sleep?" Xu Yang asked, feeling for his pulse.
The young man said: "Because I can't close my eyes."
When Xu Yang heard this, he looked into the young man's eyes, raised his eyebrows, and unexpectedly reached out and waved it in front of the young man's eyes.
Normal people would blink subconsciously when someone waved their hands suddenly in front of their eyes, but this young man's eyes didn't even blink.
That's not to say there was no reaction. His pupils were constricted and he seemed to be frightened, but his eyelids didn't seem to belong to him and he couldn't move at all.
Xu Yang frowned: "Have you looked elsewhere?"
The young man replied: "I have been to several major hospitals and tried sedation and sleeping pills, but they didn't work."
"Your pulse is deep, your neck is misaligned, and you can't close your eyes. It should be caused by a mental disorder."
Xu Yang frowned, wrote a prescription, and said: "In your situation, sedation can actually cause madness. I'll give you a prescription and give you a few injections. It might be useful."
Fang Lin, who had been standing motionless in the distance, saw Xu Yang's prescription from a distance, raised his eyebrows slightly, stepped forward and said: "Uncle Xu, wait a minute."
Xu Yang raised his head and looked over: "You are..."
Xu Qingsong hurriedly came over and said: "Dad, this is Mr. Fang Linfang, who is also a Chinese medicine doctor with superb medical skills. My grandfather invited him to our house as a guest."
Xu Yang was not at home yesterday, and Xu Qingsong and Xu Mofu were not present when they talked about Fang Lin.
When he heard Xu Qingsong's introduction, he didn't think much about it. He estimated that Fang Lin was just a young man who knew some Chinese medicine. As for his son's "exquisite medical skills", they were just polite words.
In front of Xu's family, who could be said to have superb medical skills? Let alone this young man who was much younger than his own son.
"Fang Lin, our old man is giving acupuncture to the patient in the back, and he will be out in a moment. I am treating the patient, so I won't entertain you for now. Just sit back and wait, okay."
Xu Yang's tone was quite polite, but the meaning behind his words was obvious. He was treating patients and he didn't want Fang Lin to talk too much. He wanted Fang Lin to be quiet and not disturb him.
Fang Lin naturally understood the meaning of Xu Yang's words, but after thinking about it, he said: "Uncle Xu, this patient's condition is somewhat special, and your diagnosis and treatment will not be effective.
The patient has not slept for three days and nights. If he does not receive proper treatment now, he may delay his condition and endanger his life."
In the end, the patient's condition was strange. Xu Yang was actually not very sure about it, but when he heard what Fang Lin said, he still felt unhappy.
Thinking of him, Xu Yang has been immersed in Chinese medicine for half his life, and has treated not only 10,000 but also 8,000 patients.xdw8
Although he is not as famous as the old man in his family, he is still an authoritative figure in the world of Chinese medicine.
At this time, being questioned by a young boy in his early twenties was simply an insult to him!
At the same time, Xu Yang also glared at Xu Qingsong, and even became dissatisfied with Xu Qingsong.
Why would you bring this ignorant brat to your home?
This chapter has been completed!