Lin Shiquan looked at Qin Liuxi with something wrong in his eyes and frowned. He also saw that more and more people were watching around him, and subconsciously felt that he could not let Qin Liuxi continue talking, otherwise the reputation of Lin's Medical Center would be damaged.
Just as he was about to speak, the woman had already spoken first and said: "Yes, five days ago, my husband complained of stomachache and came to this medical clinic for treatment. He said that my husband had eaten toadstools."
Qin Liuxi took out the needle pack from his waist, opened it, and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
"Eat it. My boss is a hunter. He picked some mushrooms and ate them when he went hunting in the mountains. But this is not the first time he has eaten them. He also knows which ones can be eaten and which ones cannot be eaten." The woman said: "I will treat him as if he picked them.
If you find an inedible one, mix it in and eat it together. Then you can drink mung bean soup and it can detoxify. But it’s not true. The boss also said that he had a stomachache. We went to see the doctor again and he said that it was enteritis caused by the lingering toxins.
I prescribed medicine, but it’s cured like this. Doctor, what’s wrong with my man? Hey, why did you still use injections?”
"It hurts like this. He doesn't need acupuncture to relieve the pain. How can he pass?" Qin Liuxi said, taking a silver needle and pricking it into the man's Shenque, Tianshu, Dachangshu and other acupuncture points.
Lin Shiquan looked at these acupuncture points, his eyes flashed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
It is an acupoint used to treat enteritis.
But the next moment, he thought again. The other person's precise injection proved that she knew medical skills, but she was a little younger.
Lin Shiquan was a little confused. At such a young age, even if he could do it, he probably wouldn't be particularly good at it. But seeing her skill with a needle, and thinking about her previous questioning, he felt a little uneasy.
Just as he was thinking about this, Qin Liuxi inserted a needle into Sanyinjiao and Gongsun points. He gently rubbed the needle, gently lifted it and inserted it shallowly. Finally, he flicked the needle tail to make it tremble slightly.
Lin Shiquan frowned and said: "You just use the needle to hold the pulse, if it causes the patient's discomfort..."
"Casual?" Qin Liuxi smiled and said, "I don't agree with what Dr. Lin said. People who practice medicine can only be cautious and never casual. If I'm not sure about his illness, I'll just use a needle. That's disrespectful to life."
Respect. So are you insulting me with your words?"
Lin Shiquan's face darkened and he became arrogant!
The woman stared at her man's face carefully. She was actually a little uneasy. After all, the little doctor in front of her was too young. She just felt the pulse and used the needle in case she was really joking.
Woolen cloth?
The woman was a little scared, but she wisely kept her mouth shut and just looked at the man. After the needle was inserted, the pain on the man's face gradually eased. She couldn't help but feel happy and asked: "Master, how are you?"
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The man said weakly: "It doesn't hurt that much anymore." He looked at Qin Liuxi and asked, "Little doctor, what's wrong with me?"
When the people watching saw this scene, their voices became louder. The little doctor gave the injection, and the man who was in so much pain that he couldn't speak was not in so much pain. Isn't he a shill?
If it wasn't a trustee, then could it be that Lin's Medical Clinic really cured people?
When Lin Shiquan heard the questioning comments, his face became more and more ugly, and he held back his anger and said: "This is not a place for diagnosis and treatment. This young doctor might as well move the patient into the hospital for detailed diagnosis."
Before Qin Liuxi could reply, the woman shouted: "Why, you just kicked us out, and now you want to go in. Are you guilty of seeing the little doctor expose your hypocrisy? If we don't go in, we will be treated here."
, so that everyone knows what kind of ethics your Lin's Medical Clinic is. Little doctor, tell me, what kind of enteritis does my man have?"
Lin Shiquan's eyes flashed with a hint of evil and impatience.
Qin Liuxi said: "It's not wrong to say it's enteritis."
Lin Shiquan looked relaxed, and the medicine boy behind him snorted: "We, the Lin family, don't know how to identify misdiagnoses, but there are some people who are clever at picking off people's teeth."
"But this is not enteritis caused by eating toadstools, but intestinal carbuncle."
Lin Shiquan's expression changed greatly: "How is that possible? He clearly has acute enteritis. He is a hunter. He hunts in the mountains all year round and likes to pick mushrooms for consumption. If mixed with a small pod of toadstools, it can also cause enteritis."
"Toadstools can cause hallucinations. I would like to ask Dr. Lin, does the patient have this disease?" Qin Liuxi said softly: "He does not have acute enteritis, but chronic intestinal carbuncle. As you said, he likes
He eats mushrooms and often hunts in the mountains. From this, it can be inferred that he eats improperly. Auntie, is this true?"
The woman nodded quickly and said: "Hunters always have to catch prey before going down the mountain. If you are lucky, you will catch something good and get a lot of money in exchange. If you are not lucky, you will not be able to catch anything for two or three days.
But I definitely won’t go down the mountain empty-handed.”
She looked at the man and said: "In our family, our parents have limited legs and feet and need to take a lot of medicine. We have four children. We have eight mouths to eat, and we all rely on the head of the family to hunt for a living. Because of this, once we go up the mountain, I will be the head of the family."
He had to earn something before going down the mountain. I would prepare some dry food for him every time. If he ran out of food, I would pick materials on the mountain to fill his stomach. Even if I picked mushrooms, I wouldn't be willing to eat them because they can be sold for money if they are dried.
, so having one meal or another is the most normal thing for me as the head of the household."
As she spoke, tears rolled down her face, and she said: "Life is hard, and keeping the whole family together is more important than anything else. So if something happens to him, we will come to Lin's Medical Center for treatment right away. Even if the consultation fee is high,
But we came here because of its reputation. Because if the money is gone, we can make more money. If something happens to the boss, our sky will collapse. Who knows that it will get worse and worse?"
Some people in the crowd sighed, every family has a sutra that is difficult to recite.
After hearing this, Qin Liuxi said: "That's it. He eats out of temper and likes to eat mushrooms. At this time of year, the mountains and forests are very humid. If he eats cold-natured mushrooms, cold evil will enter the body, causing dampness and heat evil."
The poison is blocked in the intestines, and the septic blood and turbid qi are blocked in the appendix, which induces chronic intestinal carbuncle and unbearable abdominal pain."
"impossible!"
"You can take care of your pulse again. His pulse is slow and rapid, his stomach water is out of balance, his qi is stagnant and his blood is stagnant, and his right lower abdomen is painful when pressed, all of which are caused by damage to the intestinal collaterals. And the prescription you prescribed before is just
It temporarily relieves the pain, but it cannot cure it, so the pain becomes more and more severe." Qin Liuxi stepped aside and motioned for him to step forward.
Lin Shiquan didn't want to hold his pulse, but under the glare of everyone, he had to step forward with a sullen face, squat down, and hold his pulse again. His face became more and more ugly, and he pressed lightly like Qin Liuxi, even with a needle.
, the man groaned in pain, his muscles tense.
The expression on his face finally changed, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
Lin Shiquan's face was burning. He looked at Qin Liuxi and pursed his lips tightly.
It's really a case of misidentification.
Sure enough, I was right to be uneasy before, this half-grown boy is here to slap Mrs. Lin in the face!
