"Sister, is the Chinese medicine my brother-in-law found reliable?"

"Whether it's reliable or not, you have to try."

"Then there's no need for you to bring me here. After all, I'm a father now. Why are you still taking care of me like you did when you were a child?"

"Shut up. If you didn't have this disease, I wouldn't bother to care about you. Walk faster. What's the ink mark on?"

"Hey, don't do it. Why are you kicking people? It's on the street. Give me some face, sister..."

"..."

In Lu's Medical Center, Mao Dawei had already arrived here early. There was also a black plastic bag on the table with two cigarettes in it. I don't know the exact brand, but the director took it out, so it was definitely not

Too bad.

Lu Jiu learned about this from Tian Xuelin yesterday, so he was naturally not surprised by Mao Dawei's arrival.

"Doctor Lu, they will be here soon." Mao Dawei called to urge him.

"There's no rush." ​​Lu Jiu waved his hand.

"I would like to ask, is Dr. Lu a family member?" Mao Dawei asked.

"Yes, I also went to a university of traditional Chinese medicine." Lu Jiu said.

"It's not simple." Mao Dawei was murmuring in his heart. Since he has a family tradition and went to a university of traditional Chinese medicine, why did he return to a small place like Jianghan? Is it because he didn't have enough academic qualifications?

He remembered that medical students generally require high academic qualifications. Even in Jianghan, a doctor who can climb to the director level must have a master's degree. Let alone big cities, the conditions are probably much more demanding than this.

But you can tell that a person has fatty liver without using instruments. This level shouldn’t be beyond the reach of even a master’s degree, right?

Mao Dawei has also seen Chinese medicine, but he won't go to a Chinese medicine doctor if he is sick now. Why? If you can't treat the disease, then why should I make trouble for you?

With the number of traditional Chinese medicine doctors in Jianghan Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine that can be counted on one hand, can you expect a miracle doctor?

"husband."

"Brother-in-law."

Not long after, Mao Dawei's wife and brother-in-law also came to the hospital.

Mao Dawei immediately introduced, "Come, this is the Doctor Lu I told you about. Doctor Lu, this is my wife, and this is my brother-in-law Wei Jun."

Lu Jiu nodded.

Mao Dawei's wife and brother-in-law were stunned. They thought that the Chinese medicine doctor Mao Dawei had given him advice on was an old Chinese medicine doctor with gray hair and a beard, but it turned out that he looked like a freshly graduated Chinese medicine student.

Is it reliable?

"Why are you standing there in a daze? Go over and sit down and let Dr. Lu take your pulse." Mao Dawei said.

When Wei Jun saw this, he didn't know what to say. He seriously suspected that his brother-in-law had been deceived, but he was a little confused when making trouble in front of outsiders. He was already here anyway, so he just took a look at this guy who was younger than him.

What can Chinese medicine tell you?

"Brother-in-law, have you told me what's wrong with me?" Wei Jun asked.

"Fatty liver, what's wrong?" Mao Dawei asked.

Hey, you told someone about your illness, and they just prescribe some medicine based on your bluff, aren't you being deceived?

Why did my brother-in-law, who was always shrewd, suddenly become confused?

Wei Jun was really helpless to complain.

"It's okay, doctor, please show me." Wei Jun walked to the table, sat down and glanced at the black plastic bag on the table, with a trace of disgust in his eyes.

From the moment Wei Jun entered the door, Lu Jiu had been observing his complexion, and of course, his expression, demeanor and even his eyes.

It is obvious that he does not believe in himself, but this disbelief is more due to the mismatch between his age and his identity as a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.

When encountering such a patient, Lu Jiu would not be too resistant. After all, this is human nature. Even if they go to the hospital, most people will have doubts when meeting a young doctor, but if they meet a bald doctor, then

The sense of trust is absolutely full.

Therefore, in many cases, a doctor's hair is inversely proportional to his medical skills. It has become the common people's simplest understanding that the less hair, the better the medical skills.

Of course, this understanding does not hold true in Chinese medicine. Chinese medicine means that you must be in good health, have a lot of hair, be black and shiny, and have high energy and energy. Otherwise, patients will instinctively think that you are not very good at Chinese medicine.

You can't cure your own problems, so you want to treat them with me?

Therefore, this creates a cognitive gap. They are all doctors. Traditional Chinese medicine requires good health to be considered highly skilled, while Western medicine requires poor health to be considered highly skilled.

In fact, this idea is wrong. Many doctors at Jinling Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital where Lu Jiu worked before were not in good health. This was not because they did not know how to maintain their health, but because they faced countless patients and had no time to rest at all.

At this point, Western medicine is the same. Everyone suffers from various physical problems because they are busy at work.

As doctors, most doctors practice medicine with the heart of saving lives and healing the wounded, regardless of whether they are Chinese or Western.

Wei Jun's distrust made Lu Jiu realize that if he didn't show his skills, the next series of consultations would be very difficult, so he simply didn't ask at the beginning and directly took his pulse and talked to his internal organs.

Lu Jiu stretched out his hand and pressed it on Wei Jun's body, and the sound of his five internal organs came as expected.

"Spleen Tu, why has my Qi and blood become less and less recently? My little sperm bank is not full. This is not possible." Shen Shui said.

"I'm too tired and don't want to move, and so does my brother." Pitu said.

"Didn't you remind Jiu Mengzi to let him eat more?" Shen Shui said.

"No, we can't get rid of the food he ate. In addition, the liver wood has put on a lot of weight. He has no time to take care of himself. He asked his brother to help him digest it slowly. How can we dare to let Jiu Mengzi

Eat more!" Pitu said.

"This... heart fire, do you have any solution?" Shen Shui said.

"No, the situation is just like this. The specific situation depends on the situation. Anyway, it is already like this. We can only take one step at a time. I am the eldest brother, but I am not omnipotent. If it doesn't work, don't live."

Heart Fire Road.

"You, can't you just say it nicely? You scare me at every turn. If you do this, I won't guard the little jingtang anymore. It's up to you." Shen Shui got angry weakly.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it any more," Xinhuo said fearfully.

"..."

Basically, the five internal organs of patients with fatty liver have not changed much. It is simply that the liver wood disease Qi is too strong and has overcome the spleen earth, resulting in insufficient transportation and transformation of the spleen and stomach.

However, this patient's condition was indeed more serious than Tian Xuelin's, and when he entered the door, Lu Jiu saw that his face was swollen, and after looking at his eyes up close, the kernels of his eyes were still a little yellow.

This seems to be a sign that the backlog is more serious!

In traditional Chinese medicine, fatty liver is actually one of the symptoms of accumulated syndrome.

The name of the disease "accumulation" was first seen in the Lingshu·Wubian Chapter of "Huangdi Neijing": "The skin is thin and not lustrous, and the flesh is not firm but dull. This will lead to evil in the intestines and stomach, and evil will stay and accumulate."

It was also the first time that accumulation syndrome was divided into five types: Fu Liang, Fat Qi, Pi Qi, Xi Ben and Ben Dou, which laid the foundation for the "Five Accumulation" theory in later generations.

The accumulation in the five internal organs is respectively the accumulation in the liver, which is called fat qi; the accumulation in the heart, which is called Fuliang; the accumulation in the spleen, which is called ruffian qi; the accumulation in the lungs, which is called qi; and the accumulation in the kidney, which is called running qi.

Fatty gas is very similar to the description of fatty liver because it looks like a cup and protrudes like meat.

Lu Jiu felt that Wei Jun's condition was not a simple case of moderate fatty liver, so he directly broke into the conversation with the five internal organs, "Gan Mu, how are you feeling now?"

"Who is speaking?"

"Where did the sound come from?"

"Is it a disease!?"

"..."
Chapter completed!