Zhang Yan brought a pharmaceutical team composed of Miao Dazhuang, Liang Yan and others to boil two pots of ointment, and directly handed the prescription to Miao Dazhuang, and he led the pharmaceutical team to continue boiling the ointment.

In the dog system, boiling medicine ointment does not give you experience or rewards.

I'm quitting.

As for whether this will leak the prescription.

It is now 56 years. Within 25 years, Miao Dazhuang has learned the prescription and has no way to seek personal gain, let alone take the prescription for himself.

Miao Dazhuang is now in his forties. Twenty-five years later, he still doesn't know if he can survive until the reform.

It doesn’t matter if you can survive and pass on the prescription, because twenty-five years later, this prescription has long become a public prescription, and there are no people who can do it.

The most important thing is that Zhang Yan did not take any effort to get it, so he did not cherish it.

Among the traditional Chinese medicine bone correction skills he obtained, there are many similar prescriptions.

There are dozens of plaster prescriptions alone, but this one is the simplest and has the widest scope of governance.

"Xiao Zhang, I heard you made a plaster?" Aunt Zheng was the first to hear the news and rushed to the infirmary.

"Yes, Sister Zheng! This is not to see your shoulder pain all the time, and the massage effect is slow, so make some plaster so that your shoulder periarthritis can also be cured faster."

"Can this plaster cure my shoulder periarthritis?"

“It’s a must!

Please wait, I will post a post to you after finishing massage, and you will know if you try it." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Then the relationship is good!" Aunt Zheng couldn't stop talking.

"Sister Zheng, we have made an agreement in advance. This first post is a trial. If you don't charge you money, you have to pay for it if you post it later." Zhang Yan reminded with a smile.

"Okay, according to me, you should charge money for massage. You can't always take advantage of the country." Aunt Zheng nodded in understanding.

"Sister Zheng, I give you massage for free. It does not occupy the resources of the infirmary and does not take up any advantage in the factory. When Xiao Liang and the others learn it in the future, they will have to charge for massage again." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"How much does this plaster cost?"

"It's not expensive, you can apply plaster for three days, and you can apply 30 cents every time." Zhang Yan had already planned it, and Aunt Zheng asked and replied casually.

"Thirty cents are not expensive!" Aunt Zheng thought for a while and said.

Compared to the torture of illness, 30 cents are really not expensive.

Of course, the premise is that it is effective.

The cost of a can of plaster is ten yuan. A can of plaster can make one hundred plaster patches, which means it can be sold for thirty yuan. The profit can still be obtained. After excluding labor, the profit will be more than half.

Absolute conscience price.

This is the solution Zhang Yan just came up with to make Hongxing Hospital profitable. Only in this way can the factory leaders be willing to support the development of Hongxing Hospital, be willing to submit reports to apply for foreign exchange, purchase surgical instruments, and build an operating room.

Plaster is the first step.

After Zhang Yan finished massage for Aunt Zheng, he took out a piece of gauze, dug out a spoonful of plaster from the ceramic jar, applied evenly, called Liang Yan in, and put it on Aunt Zheng's shoulder.

Although Aunt Zheng is in her forties, she is also a woman, so it is not convenient for Zhang Yan to apply plaster to her.

This is also because the hospital has not developed, otherwise there would be no such trouble.

In everyone's consciousness, no Red Star Hospital is regarded as a hospital, so it does not exist. Doctors do not have the concept of gender in their eyes.

"Hey! It's chilly, it seems like a wind is drilling into the bones, it's quite comfortable!" After applying the plaster, Aunt Zheng shouted in surprise.

"It's effective to feel cold. After a while, it will turn hot and a little hot. This is normal." Zhang Yan said while washing his hands.

"Oh, it's so lively! Sister Zheng, you're here too!" Director Yang pushed the door and walked in, greeting everyone with a smile.

"Director Yang!"

"Director Yang, you are here!"

"My shoulder hurts. Come and find Xiao Zhang to see it. I just put plaster on it, let alone it work." Aunt Zheng replied with a smile.

"That happens to be true, Xiao Zhang! My back pain is so great. I heard that you can massage, so let me see it too!" Director Yang came here this time to see the doctor.

Director Yang also heard about what happened in the factory and knew that Zhang Yan would treat back and leg pain.

Although I don’t know whether it is true or not, Director Yang’s back pain was really great, so he could only try it with a jujube or not.

Even if it cannot be cured, it is OK to reduce it a little.

"Okay, factory manager, you are lying on the bed, I'll check it out for you first." Zhang Yan asked Director Yang to lie on the examination bed and do an examination for him.

"Director Yang, you are busy. I'm ready, it's time to go back to work." Aunt Zheng quickly offered to say goodbye.

Although she is not afraid of Director Yang, as a subordinate, it is embarrassing that the leader is found to have skipped the shift to see a doctor.

"Sister-in-law, please walk slowly. I'll go home and ask Director Wei for a drink." Director Yang said to Aunt Zheng with a smile.

"Okay, my old Wei was talking a few days ago that Cheng Zi hadn't drunk with you." Aunt Zheng responded with a smile, said goodbye and left the infirmary.

Zhang Yan gave Director Yang a detailed waist sign examination.

"Director Yang, you have been injured in your waist before!"

"Yes, before the founding of the People's Republic of China, I was injured in my waist and later I didn't take it seriously. Later, who knew it was getting worse and worse." Director Yang was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that Zhang Yan could find out that he had been injured by just a physical examination.

"At that time, there should be no quality in time and the disease was left behind. Later, in order to relieve the pain, your body unconsciously changed its sitting and lying posture, which caused your lumbar spine to deform.

In modern terms, you are herniated lumbar disc and compressing the nerves."

"Yes, yes! That's what the hospital said.

Xiao Zhang, can your massage be cured?"

“Can cure!

I will first give you a lumbar bone correction, and then assist with plaster, for about two courses of treatment.

However, you are an old injury. Even if you are treated, you will not be able to recover from the past. If you protect it well, you will not commit any further exercise in the future.” Zhang Yan said confidently.

The more he used it, the more he understood what an amazing skill he had obtained for the Chinese medicine bone correction.

There are too many contents in traditional Chinese medicine orthopedics, so much that Zhang Yan himself can't tell what he knows. However, when encountering diseases related to traditional Chinese medicine orthopedics, he can naturally know how to treat them. He can easily learn all kinds of knowledge about traditional Chinese medicine orthopedics.

To be honest, relying solely on traditional Chinese medicine bone correction skills, he will become a famous Chinese medicine orthopedic master in later generations.

"Can it really be cured?" Director Yang got up from the bed in surprise, frowned again in an instant, and looked at Zhang Yan very seriously and asked.

His illness was left behind when he was an apprentice in the workshop. Later, after becoming the factory director, many doctors in Sijiucheng saw a lot of them, and they all saw it. They all said that they could not be cured and could only be relieved.

Director Yang was a little suspicious. Zhang Yan exaggerated the words to please him and said that he could cure them.

After a long illness, Director Yang became a doctor. After being tortured by back pain for so long, he has been deceived a lot. Some doctors also know a little about the routines.

First, we talk about it and find other reasons when it cannot be cured. In short, it is not because his medical skills are not good, but because the patient has not cooperated well.

"Director Yang, you are an old injury. If you use the standard of not having pain, I can cure you. If you return to your previous state, I can't cure it." Zhang Yan corrected with a smile.

"Just don't hurt! I'm in my forties, and I don't have the luxury of returning to my youthful state." Director Yang said happily.

"Actually, you can't do heavy physical work, and other things will not affect you." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Give me treatment quickly. How do I need to cooperate? I promise to cooperate completely!" Director Yang was already in a little surprised and said something incoherent.

"Okay, factory manager, you took off your coat and lay down. I'll relax the sacral spinous muscles and the lumbar major muscles for you first, that is, the muscles on both sides of your lumbar vertebrae. Let's loosen the muscles before bone setting.

It hurts a little, you can hold it back!"

Director Yang will be fully cooperative, and what Zhang Yan said is.

"Unlock the belt."

"Okay, that's it, just get ready!"

After Director Yang got up, Zhang Yan lifted his velvet coat, pulled his pants down, and took another white sheet to cover his waist before starting to massage him.

"ah·······"

"oh·······"

"hiss·····"

"Xiao Zhang, are you feeling a little painful?"

After a while, Director Yang felt so painful that his forehead was sweating, and strange screams came from his mouth from time to time.

This kind of pain is not that severe pain, but a kind of pain that combines soreness, numbness, swelling and pain. It is not something you can tolerate with strong willpower.

"Manager, please bear with it for a while. It is because your meridians are blocked. When the muscles are loose and the meridians are unblocked, you will no longer feel sore and swelling." Zhang Yan explained with a smile.

"I want to endure this too! But... But... I can't help it!" Director Yang's face turned red. I don't know if it hurts or because of a strange sound in his mouth, which was so shameful.

"I can't help but shout it out. This is the most critical step. If I can't hold on, all my previous efforts will be wasted!" Zhang Yan said with a smile, and his hands did not stop.

After about ten minutes, Director Yang's screams gradually became weaker until he closed his mouth and stopped shouting.

"Director Yang, my muscles have been relaxed. Next, I will correct your bones. This doesn't hurt much, so don't be nervous."

Zhang Yan was talking, pressing the lumbar bone with one hand and half of Director Yang's buttocks with the other. Before Director Yang could react, he tried hard.

There was only a gala sound, and then Director Yang let out a scream.

The shrill scream scared Miao Dazhuang, who was cutting medicine outside, almost cut it into his hands.

Two workers who came to the infirmary to see a doctor stood up and didn't dare to come over. They turned around and walked out of the factory.

It seemed that I was so scared by the shrill cry that I didn't dare to come to the infirmary for treatment, so I ran to the hospital.

Director Yang's hair was wet and he was pressed softly on his scalp, looking very embarrassed.

Get up from the examination bed, stare at Zhang Yan and ask, "Xiao Zhang, doesn't it hurt so much?"

"Manager, do you feel it still hurts now?" Zhang Yan asked with a smile.

"Why doesn't it hurt? I almost fainted in pain..." Director Yang said halfway and stopped.
Chapter completed!