Because most hangovers require acupuncture at Zhongwan, Neiguan, Weishu, Hegu, Fengchi and other acupoints.
There will also be corresponding acupoints.
But Qin Fan only acupunctured one acupoint.
Qin Fan smiled and said, "Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to one person's treatment, and the same applies to our use of acupuncture."
"Guanchong point is a well point on the triple burner meridian of Shaoyang hand. It has a hangover effect on patients who drink alcohol or are drunk."
"Mr. Ge is still in the early stages of alcoholism. He has asthma himself. We cannot cause asthma due to hangover."
"As for kudzu root, it can produce fluid and quench thirst, relieve muscles and reduce fever, improve the regeneration capacity of liver cells, and restore liver function."
"Clinically, Pueraria lobata is the best medicine for alcohol poisoning. It can relieve symptoms such as headache, dizziness, and vomiting before, during, and after drinking."
"It's really brilliant!" Zhu Zhengyuan said, stroking his gray beard.
Qu Wenxuan and Liu Weiqi also nodded frequently.
The level of a traditional Chinese medicine doctor's medical skills can be seen through the use of needles and medicine.
Some people need a combination of more than a dozen herbs to cure illnesses and save lives, but a skilled doctor often only needs a few simple herbs.
The same is true for using needles. It does not mean that the more needles you use, the better the effect will be.
The difficulty lies in using the simplest method to complete the most complex treatment.
This is what is meant by simplifying the complex.
"Thank you, Mr. Qin!" Ge Cai turned over and got out of bed.
He looked at the unused kudzu powder in nurse Yinyuanxin's hand.
"Little nurse, can you sell this to me?"
Everyone couldn't help laughing.
"You are still planning to drink, and you will die." His woman glared at him angrily.
"Ahem, no, I think this kudzu root powder is very effective in relieving hangovers." Ge Cai said sarcastically.
"Mr. Qin, how much is the consultation fee?" Ge Cai asked.
Qin Fan and Zhu Zhengyuan looked at each other and said with smiles: "We haven't opened yet, so let's do it for free today. We need more support from everyone in the future."
"Ah...Okay, no problem. With your medical skills, I would be a fool not to come."
Ge Cai didn't show any pretense. He took out a business card from his bag and handed it to Qin Fan with both hands.
"Mr. Qin, this is my phone number. I will thank you again when I get the chance."
He bowed deeply to Qin Fan, Zhu Zhengyuan and the others.
The old couple left happily.
The crowd watching through the glass were full of praise and refused to disperse for a long time.
Many times, when alcohol poisoning occurs, people will rush to seek Western medical treatment.
Because alcohol has a depressive effect on the central nervous system of the human body, once severe, it will lead to alcohol poisoning, and poisoned patients often die due to suppression of breathing and heartbeat.
In the eyes of most people, Chinese medicine is a slow doctor and is easily ignored.
Qin Fan took advantage of Ge Cai's alcoholism to promote Bian Que Medical Clinic.
It left an impression on the onlookers present that Chinese medicine practitioners are also very good.
In the afternoon, the office tags and the customized signs from the medical clinic were delivered.
Everyone then directed the installation workers to install them all in sequence.
"Zhuo Ying, go buy two large flower baskets and electronic firecrackers and put them at the door tomorrow." Qin Fan ordered.
Zhuo Ying is the cashier at Haizhou Medical Center, in her thirties.
"Mr. Qin, is it too little?" Zhuo Ying was a little confused.
Others open their business with gongs and drums, and the more flower baskets they put out, the more festive they are.
"Yes, Mr. Qin, it seems a little too little, it seems a bit..." An Xiaoxing also said.
She almost didn't say it looked too shabby.
Don't talk about her, other colleagues who don't know the situation also think the same way.
"Mr. Qin, you are obviously not a stingy person, so why are you so stingy when you start a business?" Ma Fangfei thought to herself.
Unexpectedly, Qin Fan waved his hand and said carelessly: "Haha, don't worry, I'm afraid there won't be any space to place the flower basket tomorrow."
After he finished speaking, he turned and left.
Everyone was left with confused faces.
"Just listen to Mr. Qin's arrangements." Zhu Zhengyuan didn't say anything, but laughed.
Qin Fan, Zhu Zhengyuan and the others checked again and felt that nothing was missing, so they let An Xiaoxing and the others go back to rest.
Everything is ready, waiting for the official opening tomorrow.
Nine o'clock in the morning the next day.
Amidst the sound of electronic firecrackers, the door of the medical center was officially opened, which also marked the establishment of Bianque Medical Center in the big city of Haizhou.
There was an endless stream of passers-by, all looking at the interior of the medical center with great curiosity.
The bright and clear glass allows you to clearly see the inside from the outside.
At the door of the medical center, four stainless steel doctor introductions were erected.
They are Qin Fan, Zhu Zhengyuan, Qu Wenxuan and Liu Weiqi.
On both sides of the door are two large flower baskets.
Many passers-by stopped to look at the doctors’ resumes.
This is the most intuitive way of publicity.
"These three old Chinese medicine doctors must be good. This guy is too young." An old man said.
"Old people, that's not necessarily the case. Young people can't do it." There was a young man next to him who was very unconvinced.
"Haha, young man, there is a saying that the old is the hotter."
The old man said: "Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes one person's treatment, which requires countless clinical experience accumulation."
"Dr. Qin, could it be said that he has been treating people since he was born?"
Everyone else watching laughed.
"Well, that seems to make sense." The young man touched his head and retorted silently.
The Phoenix girl standing at the door glared at the crowd angrily.
Qin Fan was the man in her heart, but he was ridiculed by a group of common people.
At this moment, two old men walked over.
One has white hair and a white beard, wearing a Tang suit, and the other has some white hair on his temples.
They arrive without sound.
"Mr. Qin, how come the medical center can't open without us?"
"Yes! It was promised earlier."
Their loud voices attracted people inside and outside the hospital.
"Hey, isn't that Huang Xiangshan, an old Chinese medicine doctor? Why is he here too?"
The old man who made the comment just now recognized Huang Xiangshan.
"Old man, who is Huang Xiangshan?" The young man asked again.
"Huang Xiangshan is a well-known old Chinese medicine doctor in Haizhou City and even Donghai Province. There is an endless stream of people who come to see him for treatment, and they have to make an appointment in advance."
"Wow, so awesome!" the young man said.
"Didn't you say that colleagues are enemies? What is he doing here?"
Someone asked a question next to me, which is also something that many people are confused about.
Yes, the visitors were none other than Huang Xiangshan and Lu Pingwen, two old Chinese doctors.
Qin Fan, Zhu Zhengyuan, Qu Wenxuan and Liu Weiqi all stood in front of the door.
Those new colleagues in Bian Que Medical Clinic may not be familiar with Mr. Zhu, Mr. Qu and Mr. Liu who came from other places.
But for Huang Xiangshan, a famous doctor in Haizhou City, his ears are definitely calloused.
They all showed surprised expressions.
When Huang Xiangshan and Lu Pingwen saw Qin Fan coming out, they took a few steps up and offered their blessings.
"Mr. Qin, congratulations!"
"Mr. Huang, Mr. Lu, could you please come here in person?" Qin Fan cupped his hands and said with a smile.
"Hey, that's right. If I didn't have a stall, I would be willing to come and work for you."
"Yes, Mr. Huang and I are really envious that the three of them can follow Mr."
Seeing this scene, the eyes of the old man who started to comment almost dropped.
The onlookers all had their jaws broken in shock.
Huang Xiangshan did not congratulate the elderly Zhu Zhengyuan, Qu Wenxuan and Liu Weiqi, but congratulated the youngest Chinese medicine practitioner.
Still want to come here to work? Many times, working is a joke.
But Huang Xiangshan, who has white hair and white beard, seems to be regretful that he doesn't have a part-time job.
It seems that he feels it is an honor to work for a small Chinese medicine practitioner.
And Lu Pingwen even said words of envy and following.