Jing Yi watched the silver flash escaping from the blade, and was really afraid that Yi Chuanzong had used too much force.
As this person said before, a blade with a precision of five microns is thinner than a human hair. It can cut thick pig skin with just one stab.
If this doesn't go well, why don't you just pierce the person?
"anesthetic!"
Huang Jingyi's voice suddenly rose an octave!
Yi Chuanzong's face was slightly stiff, and the hand holding the knife was a bit awkward. He slowly turned his head.
I saw Huang Jingyi expressionlessly holding the medicine and syringe left by Wen Tao, and asked: "Is this what you are talking about?"
Yi Chuanzong's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He quickly said: "Master, please listen to my explanation..."
"No need to explain!"
Huang Jingyi waved his hand, and his whole body recovered a lot. He shouted sternly: "Even if acupuncture is too difficult, ordinary techniques cannot achieve anesthesia, even if the medication is not easy to control, it is afraid of affecting the subsequent medication, and you control the medication."
The control is not enough. But! I have always taught you massage, right?...You actually have to use anesthetics! Originally, I thought your medical skills were barely adequate, but I didn't expect...ah!"
Yi Chuanzong lowered his head and was being punished, but was caught by the master again...
The master has taught massage, but the current system's advanced medical skills are 75/400, and the classification is different from the master.
At present, he has not acquired the knowledge of massage and anesthesia. Everyone's acupuncture points are slightly different, so he is not very confident in his own learning.
The most important thing is that he did it on purpose.
Huang Jingyi said expressionlessly: "Come on, anesthetize me, I'll watch here."
Yi Chuanzong naturally said honestly: "Yes, Master." He turned around and greeted, "Come, Jingyi lies on the bed."
Jing Yi was immediately shocked. He said he didn't want anesthesia before because he just wanted Yi Chuanzong to be more careful. Now is it true that he doesn't need anesthesia?
It would be better if I didn't feel someone cutting me with a knife. If I did feel it...it should be similar to Ling Chi, right?
Jing Yi couldn't help but take a step back and said, "No, don't we use anesthetics?"
"Um?"
Huang Jingyi tilted his head slightly, snorted coldly, and looked over with a pair of turbid eyes filled with invisible power.
Jing Yi was stared at so smartly that his whole body seemed to be seen through. This feeling made his hair stand on end.
He smiled sheepishly, swallowed secretly, and then the strong man walked towards the bed without looking back.
Yi Chuanzong was also honest at this time, pretending to be serious about seeing a doctor.
The bed was neatly made, with simple colors. The navy blue mattress didn't look wrinkled at all, and the navy blue quilt was neatly folded and placed on the inside of the bed.
After Jing Yi came over, he smiled coquettishly at Yi Chuanzong, "Brother, your hands must be steady!"
A smile appeared at the corner of Yi Chuanzong's lips, he put his big hand on Jing Yi's shoulder and shouted in a low voice: "Sit down!"
Jing Yi felt the huge force on his shoulders and could only sit passively on the edge of the bed. The next second, he was arranged to lie down on the bed. Even the shoes under his feet were kicked off by Yi Chuanzong, revealing a pair of beige socks.
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Yi Chuanzong leaned over slightly, and then frowned. The smell on the bed became stronger, with the smell of oldness and decay. He felt inexplicably sad. If he didn't have such keen perception and insight, he wouldn't be hurt.
I hope Master can go back with him this time.
Huang Jingyi said in a calm voice: "Let's start!"
Yi Chuanzong nodded slightly and replied respectfully: "Yes."
Later.
Yi Chuanzong put his hands on Jing Yi's face, and looking at Jing Yi's trembling eyes, he knew that this man's mind was very active now.
Massage anesthesia is one of the traditional Chinese medicine anesthesia methods. It is also called massage anesthesia.
This method uses massage techniques to stimulate acupoints to achieve analgesic effects, allowing the patient to undergo surgery while fully conscious.
Later generations also retained this technique, which was mostly used to massage lumbar disc herniation, cervical spondylosis, joint injuries, etc.
Huang Jingyi only looked at the big hands that Yi Chuanzong was massaging, and then slowly withdrew his gaze.
I am a disciple with such a talent. I don't say that I can learn inferences from one lesson, but I can master it once I learn it. His talent in movement is so powerful.
It is this person who is too cautious in medical skills, not just massage, but also acupuncture. After his teaching, it is obvious that Yi Chuanzong has learned it and is highly skilled, but he lacks confidence when it comes to practice.
At this time, Huang Jingyi's eyes fell on the bottle of medicine on the table, and his eyes were a little blurry.
It's not that he can't accept new things, he has experienced the change of dynasties.
Western technology has spread, the rise of industry, and the decline of pure craftsmanship. He has already seen it without extrapolation.
Even Chinese medicine has been affected.
Nowadays, the supreme sage and barefoot doctor travel the world.
Countless young people have walked thousands of miles with a heart to save people, as if the doctor's profession has entered an unprecedented period of glory, as if light can dispel all darkness, and disease will be completely conquered.
It flourishes and then declines, yin and yang change.
Huang Jingyi looked at the two fresh objects on the table, which looked like transparent glass bottles containing anesthetic drugs.
Next to it, there is this tubular object. The tip is so sharp and sparkles with metallic luster. Huang Jingyi can tell with just one look that it can easily pierce human skin.
Medicine is just a plant that has evolved certain medicinal properties in order to survive. There is no crime in itself.
Whether it is herbal medicine or Western medicine, it is only used by people.
But the human heart cannot be controlled.
It’s just a tube of reagent, and you don’t need to know too much, even a child can operate it.
As for traditional Chinese medicine, even simple massage requires at least several years of study.
Not everyone is like his apprentice who was born to 'know' and can learn easily.
It takes several years of study and you can learn it at a glance.
How would ordinary people choose?
Allowing people who don't know how to see a doctor to see a doctor is... very dangerous.
There may be efficient ways, but there are no shortcuts. Treatment is never that simple, and not everything can be omitted.
Huang Jingyi frowned tightly, recalling the stars last night, his fingers moved rhythmically, but his brows became tighter and tighter.
Such industrial products can be processed through formulas, but people are not goods or workpieces in the factory.
If it's to save people, that's okay, but if in the future even medical treatment is regarded as a tool to make money, people's hearts will be even more terrible...
At this moment, Huang Jingyi couldn't figure it out anymore, and only had a slight feeling of Mo Hu.
Today's science has just sprouted. It is as if people in primitive times controlled the fire of civilization. They could drive away wild animals to protect themselves, improve their lives, and also use it for war...
The distance was too long, and people still had a lot to experience. He just felt that he should leave something behind.
"hiss!"
In the room, Zong Lie, Shao Yihong and Peng Ruiqing took a breath of cold air. At this time, Yi Chuanzong had already started to operate!
A knife with a length of more than ten centimeters and a blade one centimeter wide rotated rapidly in Yi Chuanzong's hand. He said to Jing Yi with a smile on his face: "Good boy, don't be afraid, it will be fine in a while. Master and I will take action together.
With the dual combination of a top fitter and a famous doctor, your little problem is not a problem at all."
Jing Yi didn't speak, his body just trembled, and then he closed his eyes.
That look seemed to say, come on!
Yi Chuanzong smiled slightly. He was just doing his duty as a doctor to relieve the patient's nervousness. Now that I saw it, I still quite trust him!
Serious treatment began in the room. Zong Lie and the other two wanted to see it but felt a little scared. For a moment, there was no sound.
I don't know how long it took, Huang Jingyi smiled bitterly and shook his head. His previous skills were not spread to others. Who would have thought that it would be like this? God's way is reincarnation.
Time passed slowly, and Huang Jingyi did not give Yi Chuanzong any advice. He had already figured it out before, and it was time for him to think about it himself.
When Yi Chuanzong prepared some medicine and applied it on Jing Yi, he nodded slightly with satisfaction. In fact, regardless of what he meant, he wanted to tie it up with gauze tape to form a mummy.
But the conditions are limited, Master will not agree, and Jing Yi will not agree either, which is very troublesome.
"Okay, this time the human body factory is over!"
"Don't touch the water when you go back this time. Try to exercise as little as possible and sweat less. When you get better again, the medal on your face will not be so ferocious! It will definitely suit your temperament!"
Jing Yi rolled his eyes and bared his teeth slightly. He sat up and said, "It hurts a little."
Yi Chuanzong sneered and said: "Do you really think it's a cure? This is hurting you again, how can it not hurt? Bear with it, isn't it just a little pain? For the sake of image, how can this outsider go crazy, completely
Beyond your imagination!”
Jing Yi nodded slowly and said softly: "I understand."
"I'm going to prescribe some side medicines for you. One is for you to take. It relaxes your muscles and activates your blood circulation to help you recover. It also helps you to regulate your body. The other medicine is for you to boil. After boiling, you will not drink it. It will smoke your face and make you feel better.
Wounds heal quickly.”
After saying that, Yi Chuanzong walked to the table, took Narrator's paper and brush over, got into a posture and started writing. Suddenly, dragons and phoenixes were flying, the posture was very chic, but the written words were extremely neat.
Zong Lie's eyelids twitched when he saw his posture. Don't tell me, this guy is really good!
It goes without saying how good a fitter is, a factory as big as Shenyang can use this person, and there are still level 7 fitters in the factory. Maybe he has a hammer and a chisel, but this person is also very good at playing stone.
Now looking at the posture of Yi Chuanzong writing prescriptions, it really has an aura of justice, peace and compassion, and it is inexplicably convincing.
This is not two brushes, this is ten!
Peng Ruiqing squinted his eyes, not to mention what was in front of him. This man knew a little about breeding, planting, and even grafting!
There are many ideas that are said indifferently, but if you don’t think about them seriously, you really don’t take them seriously. Once you think about them, you will find that there is knowledge in them!
Shao Yihong stood against the wind, his figure as straight as a pine tree. At this time, he put one hand behind his back and gently raised the other hand to his chest.
His face was suddenly startled. At this moment, he didn't have a folding fan in his hand.
It's only 1963, and his grandfather was born in the 19th century. Many of the habits of the elders in the family have been preserved, and he was even given a calligraphy by his elders.
After sending the four friends out, Jingyi took all the slates away with him.
Yi Chuanzong returned to the room again. He smiled, walked to Huang Jingyi and said, "Master, just come and live with me. Without you around, I haven't made any progress in my knowledge. I can't even help in the hospital."
When I was there, I was a little stretched.”
Huang Jingyi sat at the table and took a sip of tea. He turned around and looked at Yi Chuanzong's eager face. He pondered for a while and nodded gently, "Okay, then I'll go stay at your place for a few days."
The smile on Yi Chuanzong's face suddenly became very bright. He happily ran to the eucalyptus on the side of the Eight Immortals table at the back, picked up the purple trembling wood chessboard and two chess boxes on the table and said, "Master, don't
Don’t you need to pack your things?”
"I know you like this thing. When you go to my place, I will find you an opponent. He is a young man who doesn't know what humility is. You should give him some guidance!"
The person he is talking about is Silly Pillar!
The two have a very close personal relationship, how could they not have a little discussion on weekdays?
Yi Chuanzong's Go level is very high - he understands the rules.
There is no doubt that he was naturally beaten to death by Silly Zhu!
Once you play one set, there will never be another set!
Huang Jingyi couldn't help but smile when he saw Yi Chuanzong's childlike appearance, "Okay, you can help me clean up later."
The apprentice wanted to fulfill his filial piety, how could he refuse?
The two came outside. Yi Chuanzong placed the chessboard and two chess boxes, helped Huang Jingyi sit on the back of the bicycle, and asked with concern: "Master, are you seated well?"
Huang Jingyi was also riding a bicycle for the first time. Naturally, he felt a little novel. He kept smiling on his face and said, "Sit tight!"
"Then I'll set off."
This time Yi Chuanzong honestly did not show off his skills during the whole process. He decided to drop the ruler when he helped his master clean up the house.
After riding for more than ten minutes from Nanhai to Nanluogu Lane, Yi Chuanzong put his bicycle at the door, then walked in with the chessboard and chess box, supporting Huang Jingyi with one hand.
"Master, there is a threshold here, please slow down."
Huang Jingyi said cheerfully: "It's okay, Master's body is still strong."
Yi Chuanzong naturally nodded in agreement.
Today is Children's Day, so the third uncle naturally doesn't have to go to work, and he didn't choose to go fishing. He just looked at the flowers worriedly in the small yard.
Two days ago, Yi Chuanzong showed off the five hundred yuan to him, but this man couldn't sleep well for several nights.
Hearing the voice, the third uncle turned his head. He thought that Guangyi was passing the clan to himself, but he didn't expect that there was an old man with white hair and white clothes.
Seeing Yi Chuanzong's posture, and then thinking that Yi Chuanzong had a master with both virtue and virtue, he quickly bowed and greeted, "Old sir."
Huang Jingyi stood still slightly and said with a smile: "How about teaching Yu?"
Yi Chuanzong had a faint smile on his face, but he was helpless in his heart. No need to think too much, the master was looking at it carefully again. Isn't it normal to greet people and tell their fortunes by the way?
The third uncle looked startled, then smiled for a moment, "Thank you for your concern, Mr., are you here this time?"
Huang Jingyi smiled and said: "Come to Chuanzong to stay for a while. I apologize for any nagging."
The third uncle waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, let's go to Lao Yi's place now, right? Chuanzong is very busy, I'll hold the chessboard for you."
Yi Chuanzong smiled and thanked: "Thank you, third uncle."
He supported Huang Jingyi all the way to the middle courtyard.
Hearing Yi Chuanzong talking to someone outside the door, Lou Xiao'e turned sideways and stuck her head out to take a look. Seeing Huang Jingyi, she quickly rushed out, stood up straight, and shouted obediently: "Master."
Huang Jingyi smiled and nodded, "You look good. I think I'm so wide and fat that I can give birth to two fat boys."
Lou Xiao'e laughed happily, faced her and supported her on the other side.
At this time, the eldest mother also came out and said with a smile on her face: "Sir, you are here. I told you before that I would take you over. We have been looking forward to you for a long time!"
Huang Jingyi smiled and said: "Originally, I wanted to hide at home by myself, but today I found that he has been slacking off in his studies these days. I was worried and came over to take a look."
Yi Chuanzong smiled helplessly. Is Chinese medicine too slow to complain?
The daughter-in-law cannot move, and Qin Huairu is unstable, so it is really difficult to learn.