Yang Haoran walked up to the youngest patient and said with a smile.
The patient hesitated and stretched out his left hand.
Yang Haoran gently stretched out three fingers and placed them on the patient's wrist.
There were sighs from behind, and some people in the expert group were whispering.
"Pretending, do you really think you are a doctor?
I think it's the behavior of a charlatan, and I bet he can't figure out anything."
"Medical medicine is profound and profound, and it especially requires experience. Given his age, he probably only knows a little bit about it.
The more people like this do, the less they know how high the sky is and how high the earth is. This is called sloshing around with less than half a bottle of water.”
Hu Lin said nothing, but his expression became more solemn.
As a pharmacology expert, although he is not a doctor, he is no stranger to medicine because he often interacts with them.
Whether a doctor is qualified or not can be judged from the details.
First of all, it is also diagnosing the pulse, but how and where the fingers are placed is very particular.
Generally speaking, when it comes to floating and sinking, you must first determine the position of the guan bone. This is common sense, but it is a test of your skills.
If the position is one point different, the result will be completely different, which will seriously affect the doctor's correct judgment.
In addition, Yang Haoran's breathing, the key and foundation of medicine are meridians.
The calligraphy of meridians is actually very mysterious.
Western evidence-based medicine never recognizes the importance of medicine, and the important point is meridians.
Because during human anatomy, the existence of meridians has never been discovered.
The actual situation is that the meridians only exist and circulate when a person is alive, and the meridians of a dead person will automatically close.
Therefore, dissection cannot prove the existence of meridians in any case.
The discovery of meridians is also related to practitioners. It can be said that practitioners are all good doctors.
And a good Chinese medicine doctor must also have a foundation in spiritual practice.
Yang Haoran's breathing was long and silent, almost like fetal breath. To be able to reach this state, he must be a practitioner.
It was precisely because of this that Hu Lin said nothing, but carefully observed Yang Haoran's movements.
Soon, Yang Haoran's fingers left the patient's wrist.
"Years of asthma, caused by wind, cold, and fatigue. I'm especially afraid of cold weather, and can't do physical labor, right?"
The patient nodded repeatedly: "That's it. Because of my illness, I have dragged down a whole family, hey!"
Yang Haoran smiled slightly: "Don't worry, your illness will be cured soon."
After saying this, Yang Haoran walked towards the second patient without doing anything extra.
Because the biggest effect of Huiming Dan is to treat deficiency and cold and regulate the meridians.
With the powerful power of the life-saving pill, the patient could see the effect within an hour.
Someone in the expert group said sourly: "I didn't expect to be able to see anything. It seems that I don't have any ability."
"That's not certain, maybe it's just a coincidence. And asthma is easy to diagnose. I'm not a doctor and I can tell that the patient's breathing is rapid and uneven.
He may not be able to tell the remaining two people."
Hu Lin frowned, turned around and said, "Be careful in your words and deeds. How can you be so frivolous?"
The two people talking were slightly embarrassed and immediately stopped talking, but they looked unconvinced. Jin Yong
Nan Linjun looked surprised and asked Nan Linhua: "Is Mr. Yang really a doctor?"
Nan Linhua gave a wry smile: "I actually don't know much about Mr. Yang, but according to him, he is indeed a doctor."
Yang Haoran's fingers have already landed on the second patient's wrist.
The second patient was ten years old, with a sallow complexion and dull eyes.
Yang Haoran frowned slightly, it turned out that the large intestine meridian of Hand Yangming was damaged, resulting in disharmony of the spleen and stomach, as well as internal organ imbalance.
If you take the Life-saving Pill several times, you will naturally be cured.
But it didn't work so quickly, so Yang Haoran injected a stream of zhenqi into the patient's wrist.
At that moment, the patient became energetic as if he had been electrocuted.
Even the onlookers were shocked without knowing what was going on.
The most obvious thing was that his originally dull eyes suddenly began to shine.
A warm current circulated in the patient's body, making him feel relaxed.
Then there was a sound of exhaust, and the patient's face suddenly turned red.
Although he was shy, he also had a look of relief on his face.
Others frowned and covered their noses. This turbid air might not have been brewing in their bodies for many years.
Yang Haoran, on the other hand, looked as if nothing had happened.
This made Hu Lin couldn't help but admire him. Yang Haoran was indeed a qualified doctor. As the saying goes, doctors have parents' hearts.
Nan Linjun couldn't help but nodded while covering his nose.
They were so sick from being so far away. As the person closest to them, Yang Haoran actually stayed calm in order to take care of the patient's emotions. It's amazing!
Yang Haoran didn't know what they were thinking. If he knew, he would just be speechless.
Don’t they know that as a Taoist priest, Qi Kumbhaka is a necessary skill?
Even if the smell is ten times worse, it has nothing to do with Yang Haoran.
The patient looked at Yang Haoran with a grateful face, and Yang Haoran had already stood up.
At this time, everyone also noticed that the first asthma patient Yang Haoran had seen had undergone great changes.
His face turned very red, as if he was being roasted by the heat. Sweat was constantly expelled from his body, and his clothes were all wet.
But there was no pain in his expression, but one of joy.
Because he found that during this process, his breathing became smoother and his whole person became relaxed and strong.
Yang Haoran didn't pay attention to him. All this was expected, because the power of the life-saving pill had begun to take effect.
Even the third patient's body felt a little hot at this time.
He is a rheumatism patient whose joints in his limbs are all twisted and deformed, making him unable to live a normal life.
For a normal person, those simple movements are a luxury for him, and every move will cause pain deep into the bone marrow.
At this moment, he felt a little more comfortable, with waves of warm current moisturizing his joints and driving away the dampness and coldness.
Yang Haoran sat in front of him at this time. The life-saving pill could cure his disease, but it would not take effect in a short time.
In order to silence those bullshit experts, Yang Haoran could only help him personally.
"Don't move, just cooperate with me."
Yang Haoran stretched out his hand to touch the patient's joints, and then applied a slight force.
The patient let out a cry, sweat dripping down his face, but his expression was one of great surprise.
Because he found that his twisted joints were straightened out.
