"Look at you, all of you are living in fine clothing and food, but lack of exercise, that's why you get these weird diseases."
She thought for a while and said, "Let's draw lots. Whoever gets the chance will come up."
After finishing speaking, he smiled and asked Qin Fan for his opinion.
"Qin Fan, I'm going to take over for you. Do you have any objections?"
"Sister Yi, you just arranged it."
With Yi Qing's vigorous and resolute arrangements, Qin Fan will be more worry-free.
Soon, the dozen or so people were drawing lots on the spot.
A man and a woman got this opportunity, and they were as happy as if they had won a lottery prize.
Others didn't dare to complain, they were just a little downcast.
The host and female assistant had already brought a small table and two stools.
In order for everyone to hear clearly, the host also set up a microphone next to the table.
What was a good charity party has now turned into an on-site medical treatment.
"Okay, who of you will come first?" Qin Fan asked with a smile.
"I'll do it!" the man rushed to say.
He had no intention of being humble at all, and was eager to seek treatment. It seemed that he had suffered enough from the disease.
All the guests chuckled.
Qin Fan nodded in agreement, "Please sit down."
The man was in his thirties, but he was very obese, with red facial skin and a big beer belly.
"Sir, what's your surname? What's wrong with you?"
"Mr. Qin, my name is Ji Pengfei. My feet hurt. It hurts when I touch them."
"Which foot hurts? Let me take a look." Qin Fan said.
Ji Pengfei quickly stretched out his right foot, picked up his pants leg, and pointed at the shin area.
"It just hurts here, especially in the morning and evening. It hurts like hell every time I touch it."
"But I have to work every day, and I have to endure it."
Qin Fan looked at the opponent's shins and found that they were indeed red and swollen, and other joints were also red.
"Well, please stretch out your left hand and let me feel your veins."
Ji Pengfei stretched out his left hand, and Qin Fan's three fingers skillfully touched the opponent's pulse.
Seeing Qin Fan starting to diagnose, everyone held their breath and the hall became very quiet.
"How long has it been?" Qin Fan asked.
"It has been more than two years. I have seen this problem with both Western and Chinese medicine, but the results are not very good."
"They say I have neuromuscular pain," Ji Pengfei recounted.
"Okay, change your hand."
Ji Pengfei put on his right hand again and asked Qin Fan to feel his pulse.
A minute later, Qin Fan let go and looked at the other party's tongue coating.
He nodded and smiled: "I understand."
Ji Pengfei asked: "Mr. Qin, what disease do I have?"
"Athlete's foot." Qin Fan said.
Athlete's foot? How could it be athlete's foot?
All the guests talked in low voices. Although they didn't speak loudly, they were like a few bees buzzing.
"Qin Fan, did you make a mistake? Athlete's foot should be on the soles of the feet, not this part." Yan Wenhan sneered loudly.
He doesn't understand traditional Chinese medicine, but he also knows what athlete's foot is commonly referred to.
Generally speaking, athlete's foot is a dermatophyte infection that occurs on the feet and is a very common skin disease.
Yan Wenhan's question also raised the suspicions of most people.
Lu Zhiwen and Xiao Zhan didn't say anything. They knew about medicine, so they naturally understood that Qin Fan had other ideas.
It's just that they didn't encounter Ji Pengfei's strange symptoms.
Qin Fan smiled faintly and glanced at Yan Wenhan.
"The athlete's foot I'm talking about is not the athlete's foot you think of, Mr. Yan."
"In traditional Chinese medicine, athlete's foot is a disease characterized by numbness, soreness, and weakness in the shins. It is also called weak feet in ancient Chinese medicine."
Lu Zhiwen and Xiao Zhan both frowned slightly.
Their brains were like high-speed CPUs, constantly recalling the Chinese medicine classics they had read.
"Mr. Qin, how did you get this disease?" Ji Pengfei asked.
Qin Fan smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Ji, do you know the meaning of Gaoliangzhi?"
Ji Pengfei shook his head, and all the guests pricked up their ears to listen.
Yi Qing, Lan Miaojing, and Dong Zirou all watched Qin Fan's diagnosis intently.
"Luo means fat meat, and Liang means fine grains. When the two words are combined, it means fat food."
"Then, Gaoliang disease refers to a disease caused by long-term consumption of rich, sweet and flavorful food."
"It can also be said that it is a disease caused by excess nutrition."
When Ji Pengfei heard this, he subconsciously touched his beer belly.
"Mr. Qin, can you tell me in detail? I am quite greedy. I like all kinds of delicious food. If I don't eat it, I will get greedy."
His voice came out from the microphone, and all the guests couldn't help but chuckle.
Qin Fan also smiled and continued to explain patiently.
"If we want to live, we must eat and drink."
"But the diet must be hygienic, in moderation, with a reasonable mix, and in a scientific manner."
"If the diet is unhygienic, if the diet is not moderate, if you only care about eating whatever you want to satisfy your taste, and if you eat too much, it will lead to obesity."
"Once the body is obese, it is bound to be riddled with all kinds of diseases, such as diabetes and cerebrovascular diseases that are common in modern society."
"Of course, Mr. Ji, your athlete's foot is no exception."
Can obesity cause this strange disease?
It was the first time for many people to hear about it, and Ji Pengfei was also full of confusion.
"Mr. Qin, since my problem is caused by food, why does it appear in the shin area?"
Qin Fan asked with a smile: "Mr. Ji, how many drinks do you like to drink every day?"
Ji Pengfei touched his head and smiled a little sheepishly.
"Haha, I have this hobby, and I drink a few drinks every day."
"Mr. Qin, does it have anything to do with drinking?"
Qin Fan waved his hand, "Of course a small amount of health wine will not directly cause it. There are many factors involved."
"You are obese, so you must like big fish, meat, raw seafood and other delicacies."
"Do you think that when you taste good food, you should accompany it with good wine?"
"Hehe, that's it." Ji Pengfei smiled.
He is a man who eats neither meat nor alcohol, and he has maintained this habit for many years.
Qin Fan went on to say: "Traditional Chinese medicine says that obese people are often damp because they have long been fond of big fish, big meat, raw seafood, and often drink alcohol. Over time, this will lead to blockage of spleen and stomach qi, and dampness will turn into heat."
"The spleen governs transportation and transformation. When the function of the spleen's transportation and transformation is imbalanced, it will lead to internal growth of dampness, resulting in dampness and heat stagnation, which will eventually flow into the shins."
"So that's it, I understand everything." Ji Pengfei nodded and said.
He went to see many doctors, but no one could explain it comprehensively and patiently.
Usually, he checks directly and prescribes medicine. It is his own business to get the medicine.
As for how the disease is acquired and how it develops, it is completely unclear.
The same was true for all the guests. They felt that Qin Fan's analysis of the disease was very convincing.
Many people started talking in low voices.
"This is diagnosis and treatment. Even I can understand it and know what the problem is." Someone said.
Others nodded and praised, "This Dr. Qin is not simple, he analyzes the cause of the disease very thoroughly."
"I want to try this way of treating patients," someone else said.
The same is true for Ji Pengfei, who has completely accepted Qin Fan's explanation of the cause of the disease from his heart.
"Mr. Qin, is it easy to treat?"
This is the question that most patients like to ask the most, and it is also their voice.
"It's easy to cure, don't worry." Qin Fan said, "I'll prescribe you some medicine."
He picked up his pen and wrote down a prescription.
He signed his name on one corner of the prescription before giving it to Ji Pengfei.
He once again told Ji Pengfei to cook the medicine in a casserole and other details.
"Thank you Mr. Qin!"
Ji Pengfei was filled with gratitude. He stood up and bowed deeply to Qin Fan.
"It's my turn."
The woman sat down before Qin Fan could say anything.
He introduced me proactively, "Mr. Qin, my name is Cheng Yan, I am 35 years old."
"Well, Sister Cheng, what's your problem?" Qin Fan asked.
"I have chronic diarrhea, on and off, but it's not the kind of diarrhea that doesn't stop."
"It happens once or twice every day. Even after taking a lot of medicine, it doesn't feel better. My appetite is really bad."
"Oh, then I'll check the lower veins, right hand first." Qin Fan said.
Cheng Yan stretched out his right hand, and Qin Fan began to check the pulse again.
Then he switched to his left hand.
A minute later, Qin Fan let go of his hand and checked the other person's tongue coating again.
He nodded and said: "I understand."
He picked up a pen and wrote a prescription, then signed his name.
The prescription only contains three simple herbs: rhubarb, magnolia officinalis, and citrus aurantium.
Cheng Yan looked at it and asked incredulously: "Mr. Qin, is it that simple? Only three kinds of medicine?"
In her memory, many doctors prescribed a lot of medicine.
Traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions are also densely packed with various herbal medicines.
But Qin Fan only prescribed three simple medicines.
Qin Fan smiled slightly and said, "Well, it's not about taking too many medicines, but about treating the symptoms."
"But I have a question?" Cheng Yan said.
Qin Fan smiled gently, "Are you wondering why rhubarb is used?"
Cheng Yan nodded, "Yes, isn't rhubarb a laxative?"
Her question was broadcast through the microphone for everyone to hear.
Why use rhubarb?
Although everyone present did not understand traditional Chinese medicine, they were no strangers to rhubarb.
Because this is a common Chinese herbal medicine, it has many functions such as purging blood, clearing heat and purging fire, stopping bleeding and detoxifying, activating blood circulation and removing blood stasis, clearing away dampness and heat, etc. Among them, the purgative function is well-known to everyone.
But Cheng Yan was obviously suffering from diarrhea, so logically speaking, he should focus on stopping diarrhea.
Now it seems very unreasonable to use rhubarb instead.