"Doctor Zhang, I don't think it's better. It just happened that the convoy was busy at the end of the year, so I... "Master Lin explained embarrassedly.

"Master Lin, no matter how busy he is, it's not too late to do this, right?

OK, don’t explain to me, let Dr. Zhao make you a massage and then apply a plaster." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

There is no need to see this back pain disease. It is an old problem. Just massage and promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and then apply plaster.

But with such a simple treatment process, some people still think it is troublesome and they will not treat it a little better. When the attack occurs, they will remember to treat it again.

Repeatedly, the disease has not been cured and it is getting worse and worse. Then some people will complain back and say, the doctor's medical skills are not good. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

"Master Lin, you have to insist on treatment this time. It will take at least half a month. Otherwise, when you have back pain and an attack, you will probably have to lie in the hospital for a month." Zhang Yan scared.

"Ah! So serious?"

"You have been delayed for many years. Have you not counted it? When the pain was before, you should be clear about what you felt. I cured you for half a month, but you are not satisfied?

This disease cannot be cured at one time and will be repeated, and it will become more severe.

The patient in the ward upstairs just left. When he first came, I asked him to be hospitalized for treatment and could be cured in half a month.

As a result, he didn't listen.

Just now, some time ago, I was so sad that I couldn’t walk, so I asked my family to carry it to deliver it.

After staying in the hospital for a week, I was able to walk on the ground with massage, acupuncture, and decoctions.

If you want to wait until then, you can get treatment again. At that time, it will be just right for your boy to take over your shift and you will be hospitalized for treatment." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"No, Dr. Zhang, I'm only in forty years old, and my kid is less than sixteen!"

"It's okay, you're considered an industrial injury. The factory should keep the quota for your boy.

Anyway, if you continue like this, the driver will not be able to be the one who can only retire or be transferred to other positions." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

Master Lin's face turned pale, and he transferred to other positions?

Although he is a driver, he has no interest in anything. He will definitely not be able to get into any good positions when he is transferred.

Once he leaves the transport team, his income will be reduced sharply by half.

"Doctor Zhang, don't worry, I've assigned to cooperate with the treatment. You will be as long as the treatment is, and you will guarantee that there will be no discount." Master Lin hurriedly promised.

"Actually, it doesn't matter to me. Anyway, whether you treat or not, it will be reimbursed for public expenses, and the money cannot be in my pocket." Zhang Yan said with an indifferent smile.

The more Zhang Yan did this, the more worried Master Lin was. He secretly sweared in his heart that he would have to be treated well this time, and no one would delay his treatment.

For such people, you can only use scare tricks.

Sometimes, when a doctor treats a patient, it is not a disease, but a conspiracy with the patient.

Zhao Shengli took Master Lin to the upstairs for massage, and Zhang Yan continued to treat the patients.

This is also an old man in his fifties, with a slightly blue and yellow face, no luster, and a slightly purple-colored lips.

Zhang Yan took the old man's medical record and took a look.

The old man is named Wang Changjiu. He is fifty-three years old and is a worker in the third workshop of the steel rolling mill.

The medical record was first printed at the end of the year. When registering, one will be given to the registration room.

"Master Wang, why are you feeling uncomfortable?" Zhang Yan asked with a smile.

"Doctor Zhang, I've been feeling panicked lately and feel like I can't breathe. Then my chest hurts a little, but it doesn't keep hurting, occasionally it hurts for a while, and then it gets better."

"Well! I'll take your pulse first and give it to my left hand." Zhang Yan reached out and pressed the Cun Guanqiu on Wang Changjiu's left hand.

Take the pulse and call the left and right hands, not the left and right women.

The left hand is yin and the right hand is yang.

The cunguan and chi on the left hand represents the heart, liver and kidney, and the kidney refers to the kidney yin.

The cunguan and chi on the right hand represents the spleen, lungs and kidneys, and the kidneys here refer to kidney yang.

In other words, the position of the wrist rudiment represents the kidneys, but one is kidney yin and the other is kidney yang.

Wang Changjiu said that he was panicked and short of breath, so he naturally had to look at his left hand.

"Master Wang, I'll take a look at your tongue!" Zhang Yan checked his tongue again.

This is similar to Aunt Liu's mother-in-law just now, but Aunt Liu's mother-in-law's illness is a little more serious, and Wang Changjiu's illness is slightly milder.

All of them are insufficient blood supply to the heart caused by weak heart yang.

Three symptoms: insufficient heart yang, poor heart yang, and weak heart yang can all lead to insufficient blood supply to the heart, but the severity is different.

"Master Wang, your problem is not very serious, your heart yang is insufficient, and your qi and blood are not running smoothly.

To put it simply, yours is caused by insufficient blood supply to the heart." After reading the tongue coating, Zhang Yan made a diagnosis.

"Doctor Zhang, is my heart insufficient blood supply, is it serious?" When he heard that it was a heart problem, Wang Changjiu asked nervously.

This is a normal reaction, and anyone who hears heart problems will be shocked.

"For the time being, it's not serious. You're coming in time. Just take a few soups and medication to condition.

In the future, you must pay attention to rest and get less angry. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, so worry less." Zhang Yan comforted.

"Oh! It's easy to say, but how many parents can really not worry about their children?" Wang Changjiu sighed.

"That's true, but you're sick! You really need to worry less.

This heart has been with you for the rest of your life. Now that you are old and he is old, and if you worry too much, it is equivalent to adding burden to him." Zhang Yan said, while prescribing Wang Changjiu.

"Doctor, you were not the wrong prescription?" Wang Changjiu took the prescription and looked at it, asking with some doubt.

"No!

Guizhi Licorice Decoction is two Chinese medicines.

This Chinese medicine decoction does not mean that the more medicines you use, the better. The best treatment is the best. One medicine can have a good effect on the symptoms. Why do you have to use so many medicines?" Zhang Yan explained with a smile.

This is the characteristic of the typhoid medicine, minimalism.

If you can use one medicine to cure diseases, you will never use two medicines.

However, sometimes patients don’t think so. I’m so sick, so you prescribe two medicines. Are you not careful?

Let’s take a look at the warm disease pill, and it will be more than a dozen or twenty medicines as soon as it is prescribed.

It seems that the doctor is taking care of the doctor.

"Doctor Zhang, do these two medicines really work?"

"You go back now, after you have decocted the medicine, drink it once now, drink it again at night, and you will feel the effect at night." Zhang Yan had no choice but to explain it, so he could only say to Wang Changjiu very surely.

"Okay! I'll go back and try."

"I am not a doctor in the martial arts world. I ran away after seeing the disease. I will know if it works if it works when I go back." Zhang Yan said helplessly.
Chapter completed!