Chapter 72, Challenge the Needle King (2)!
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Wang Yangxin stood at the door and waited for a while, then a man in a black suit walked over quickly.
"Mr. Wang, everything is ready." The man reported in a low voice.
"Very good. Let's get started." Wang Yangxin said.
Wang Yangxin waved his hand, and the man left quickly, as if he was doing something unseen and worried that someone would discover him.
Wang Yangxin then pushed open the door of the VIP diagnosis room and said with a smile: "Grandpa, everything is ready. Can we start?"
"Qin Luo, do you have any questions?" Wang Xiushen turned around and asked Qin Luo for his opinion.
"No problem." Qin Luo said with a smile.
"Then let's get started." Wang Xiushen said. "Our first game is to compare diagnosis and diagnosis. It's still the same as last time, and patients will be selected for diagnosis and treatment on the spot. I am the host, and this store is also opened by our Wang family. In order to avoid suspicion of cheating.
All patients are randomly selected. What do you think?"
"Everything will be arranged by Mr. Wang." Qin Luo agreed happily.
He knew that according to Wang Xiushen's status, he would not do such opportunistic things. If word spread, it would be a fatal blow to his reputation.
Besides, what if I cheat?
In the face of superb medical skills, all conspiracies and tricks are just paper tigers.
Wang Yangxin made a call, and someone immediately sent the registration form for the patients who came to the door today.
"Please go first." In order to prove his innocence, Wang Xiushen took the initiative to ask Qin Luo to choose a number.
"Let's go on the 16th." Qin Luo said.
After Qin Luo selected the number, Wang Yangxin immediately selected the patient information of No. 16 from the registration list.
"Li Ke. Male. Thirty-six years old." Wang Yangxin read the information on the registration form.
"Invite him to come up." Gu Baixian said with a straight face.
Soon, under the guidance of the store’s medical guide, a middle-aged man holding his stomach and looking grimacing was brought into the VIP room.
The man was obviously stunned when he saw so many old men in the room. He stopped, turned to look at the medical conductor behind him, and asked: "Miss, are we in the wrong place?"
"Sir, congratulations. Our old director and several experts are ready to help you with your consultation in person." The shopping guide said with a smile on her face.
"What's going on? What disease do I have? Why is it so serious?" The muscles on the man's face stiffened, and he almost cried out of anxiety.
He thought he had some incurable disease and was going to see God.
"Sir, it's like this. Today is the day of our old director's monthly free clinic. One of the patients on that day will be randomly selected for treatment, and all the patient's fees will be waived." I don't know if there was an explanation in advance, or whether it was
This shopping guide lady's adaptability is very good, and she immediately solved the patient's doubts and fears.
"Is that so?" The middle-aged man's face was full of smiles. He said happily: "Then we will have to trouble some experts."
He also saw that these old men seemed to be very impressive. If they helped with diagnosis and treatment, the disease would be cured soon.
Besides, it’s free. If you don’t try, it’s useless.
Wang Xiushen nodded and said to Qin Luo: "Please take your pulse first."
Qin Luo walked over, reached out and held the middle-aged man's hand that was still about to break free, and carefully felt for his pulse.
"Didn't you say that the old dean would treat me? Why send an intern?" the middle-aged man asked angrily. He felt that he had been deceived.
"Don't talk, so as not to aggravate the condition." Qin Luo glanced at him and said.
The middle-aged man was intimidated and immediately shut his mouth.
This time, Qin Luo took a little longer to feel the pulse. It took a full two or three minutes. Moreover, while he was taking the pulse, he was still looking at the patient's facial features.
When he saw the redness in the patient's eyes and the dry cracks at the corners of his mouth, he understood clearly. He released the patient's wrist and stood quietly aside.
After Qin Luo checked his pulse, Wang Xiushen walked over and grabbed the middle-aged man's wrist and squeezed it for a while.
After the two took their pulses respectively, Gu Baixian stood up and asked, "Do you two have anything to ask the patient?"
"No." Qin Luo shook his head.
"Me neither." Wang Xiushen said with a smile.
It seems that both of them are very confident. Just by looking at the four diagnoses of traditional Chinese medicine, they can already know what kind of disease the middle-aged man is suffering from.
"If not, both of you can write down the diagnosis report on paper respectively. In order to make this first diagnosis a little more difficult, I suggest that each of you also write down the prescriptions in your mind."
Someone in the room had already prepared pens, inks, paper and inkstones. Qin Luo and Wang Xiu Shen walked to the table and started writing.
Wang Xiushen's handwriting is strong and powerful, and his speed is extremely fast. He uses cursive script commonly used by doctors.
It's quite satisfactory, which is not surprising in the eyes of these knowledgeable people.
But everyone's attention was attracted by Qin Luo's handwriting, including Wang Yangxin.
As Qin Luo raised his wrist and moved lightly, beautiful fonts appeared on the paper one by one. The fonts were particularly thin and strong, free and elegant, like flowing clouds and flowing water, smooth and freehand.
Everyone recognized that this font was imitated by the famous calligrapher Su Shi. Although it was only similar in appearance, it was very valuable considering his young age.
"Good word. Just by this word, I can be regarded as a great master of the generation." Gu Baixian, the black-faced father-in-law, was the first to express his appreciation.
"Beautiful. Really beautiful. As expected, she comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. She has a profound foundation." Lao Zhuo also high-fived her.
"It's really rare for young people nowadays to be able to write such beautiful calligraphy." Cupping King Guo Xusheng also smiled and praised.
Qin Luo was secretly happy to receive praise from several senior Chinese medicine practitioners.
Although he doesn't understand computers, can't sing, doesn't dare to drink, and can't drive--but not everyone can learn what I know.
Especially in modern cities, handwriting has long been replaced by computer keyboards. There are very few people who can write such beautiful handwriting.
After Wang Xiushen finished writing his prescription, he also turned to look at Qin Luo's handwriting. He sighed and said: "The handwriting is the facade. Just with this good calligraphy, I lost 10%."
Qin Luo put down his writing brush and said with a smile: "Seniors, this is a joke."
"With this handwriting, no one can laugh at you." Gu Baixian's tone of voice was still rigid, but everyone could hear his appreciation for Qin Luo's protection.
"Now, let's look at the prescription first." Chubby Lao Zhuo said with a smile.
The three of them put Wang Xiushen and Qin Luokai together, and after studying together, Gu Baixian said: "The diagnoses are similar. Both are angry and liver-fire, and suffer from external infections. There is fullness in the abdomen and turbulent stools."
"However, the prescription prescribed is very different." Lao Zhuo said. "Lao Wang prescribed Clematis prescription. The key point is to clear the body. It can clear the body and relieve the fire. It is also a wonderful prescription.
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"Qin Luo, the prescription is Dachengqi Decoction. However, I added a few flavors of Clematis." Guo Xusheng turned to Qin Luo and asked, "Is this prescription too strong?
What? Dachengqi Decoction originally has the function of unblocking meridians and regulating qi, but if you add a few more laxatives, isn't it out of control?"
Qin Luo glanced at the middle-aged man who was looking at them blankly, and said with a smile: "clematis has the function of dredging meridians and regulating qi. This can trigger the medicinal power of Dachengqi Decoction. The medicinal power will be exerted.
Once it works, the stool will naturally become clearer. The function of Clematis is like a match for lighting cigarettes. Without fire, how can you smoke?"
The four of them are all experts in traditional Chinese medicine. After listening to Qin Luo's words, they all fell into deep thoughts.
The first person who wanted to understand was Wang Xiushen. He slapped his thigh suddenly and said with a smile: "That's right. Drinking and drinking, the use of the ground is really wonderful. I will admit defeat in this round."
"Although the medicine works quickly, it does have miraculous effects." Lao Zhuo also said with a smile.
Gu Baixian said: "Compared with Clematis, Dachengqi Decoction can indeed cure the root cause faster. However, the damage to the patient's body is also more serious. In this round, I think a tie is appropriate."
Qin Luo also nodded in approval and said: "Although my recipe is innovative, it is too impatient. Let's tie."
"Okay. Since you said so, I won't be pretentious and refuse. Let's call this round a draw." Wang Xiushen said.
"The question just now is equivalent to two competitions, diagnosis and prescription. The diagnosis is a draw, and the prescription is also a draw. However, that is a question that focuses on diagnosis and supplements on prescription. This second question focuses on prescription.
Let’s proceed with diagnosis as a supplement.”
After Gu Baixian explained the rules of the second game, Wang Yangxin once again sent the patient registration form.
This time, Wang Xiushen still asked Qin Luo to choose a number. Qin Luo refused, so Wang Xiushen chose number nine.
"Zhang Beibei, male, two years old." Wang Yangxin took the registration card and read out the patient's information again.
Children? No one expected that such a young patient would be selected this time.
"Do you want to change your number?" Wang Yangxin asked.
Wang Xiushen waved his hand and said, "Please come up."
After a while, a young woman came up with a child in her arms. The child was pink and tender, lying in her mother's arms like a fleshy little rabbit, and was crying non-stop.
"What's going on?" Qin Luo asked.
"Bronchopneumonia caused by a cold." The young mother tried her best to hug her child tightly to prevent him from struggling. She said anxiously.
Once the patient is out, all that remains is to write a prescription.
Wang Xiushen sat on the chair and quickly prescribed a prescription.
Qin Luo took the child from the young mother's arms, kneaded his back gently, and said: "Keep warm. Drink more boiled water. Frequently massage the child's back, earlobes, arms, palms, and soles.
Thighs, calves and other parts. The force should be light, 15 minutes each time, 3 to 5 times a day. Do not do this action before meals and one hour after meals. As the child's immunity is improved, this situation will not happen."
Miraculously, the child stopped crying under Qin Luo's massage and lay in his arms with a look of quiet enjoyment. He looked lazy, sleepy and cute.
"Thank you. Thank you." the young mother said with gratitude.
After listening to Qin Luo's words, Wang Xiushen, who was writing the prescription, suddenly stopped holding the pen.
After sitting for a while with a dull look on his face, he rolled up the prescription he had just written into a ball, threw it into the waste paper, and said with a wry smile: "I lost this game. I will take it with my heart."
Chapter completed!