Chapter 9 Drinking is harmful to the chest and lungs, half a set of Chaizhi Banxia Decoction
Author: Pigs Flying in the Sky
Chapter 9 Drinking is harmful to the chest and lungs, half a set of Chaizhi Banxia Decoction
"Bet with me? Haha, I'm a genuine Chinese medicine practitioner. You're just a barefoot doctor. You don't have two shops, so what qualifications do you have to bet with me?"
Dahu looked disdainful.
"Since you look down on me, why do you still send patients to me?"
He Jincheng said calmly.
He has been a human being for two lifetimes, and if he still can't solve this little trouble in front of him, then his life will be in vain.
"you……"
Sure enough, Dahu immediately panicked.
Just as He Jincheng said, he sent the patient. If he didn't make a bet with He Jincheng, then he would be a joke today.
"Okay, I'll bet with you!"
Gritting his teeth, Dahu agreed to the bet.
"All the relatives and neighbors present are watching, and I ask you all to bear witness for me. If anyone regrets it, you must remember to seek justice for me!"
When the fish took the bait, He Jincheng had to strike while the iron was hot.
If this happens, the big tiger will really be in trouble.
"Don't worry, He Jincheng, you are the doctor of our village and we support you!"
"Xiao He's medical skills are indeed good, and his fees are relatively cheap. I also support Xiao He!"
"Big Huzi, if your Mawang Village Pharmacy dares to cheat and refuse to admit its mistakes, we will go to your village chief to reason with you!"
Everyone shouted.
Whether they believe in He Jincheng or not, everyone supports this bet.
After all, who loses and who wins has no impact at all on those of them watching the excitement.
If He Jincheng wins, it will be a great thing for the village.
"It's a competition, but He Jincheng, you not only have to cure the person, but you also have to tell the cause of the disease, otherwise, it's not a win!"
Dahu gritted his teeth and said.
His decision was beyond his power.
But he was also very confident that He Jincheng would definitely not win.
Even the master didn't understand what the patient was suffering from, let alone He Jincheng, a barefoot doctor.
"That's natural!"
He Jincheng chuckled, and then began to argue.
"I have diagnosed the disease correctly. The disease that Uncle Wu has is caused by suspense!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone including Dahu was confused.
What kind of disease is this? I have never heard of it.
"Haha, let me tell you, what can a barefoot doctor know about Chinese medicine? I, Dahu, have also read basic medical books, and I have never heard of such a disease. You are obviously making up nonsense, trying to trick us into not understanding it, right?"
Dahu sneered.
He Jincheng glanced at Dahu with an idiot look, then looked at the crowd and slowly explained.
"The so-called hanging yin has four syndrome types. Uncle Wu's situation is a syndrome of chest and lung damage caused by drinking. The specific manifestations are fluctuating body heat, less sweating and coughing, difficulty breathing or worsening pain when lying down. This is because of evil
If the chest and lungs are affected, the cardinal organs will be unfavorable, and the lungs will be ineffective..."
This call made everyone even more confused.
Not many people in the village are literate, and they are told such obscure and difficult-to-pronounce Chinese medicine terms.
Even Dahu, who had been an apprentice for two years, felt dizzy after hearing this.
He had heard of these terms before, but when they were put together, he couldn't figure out what they meant.
"Well, I don't know what He Jincheng is talking about, but it sounds very powerful."
"Xiaocheng, we don't understand what you are saying. Please tell us something that we rural people can understand!"
Everyone laughed.
"He Jincheng, don't be so mysterious here. You can't get away with it if you want to, please explain it to us quickly!"
Dahu also caught He Jincheng's entire loophole and said with a sneer.
Sure enough, this guy was just pretending, he just recited a paragraph from a medical book just to fool him, what a joke.
"I say this to tell you that what follows is reasonable and reasonable, and some Chinese medicine practitioners should also study and study it!"
He Jincheng did not panic at all and continued to explain patiently.
"Uncle Wu's condition was caused by hot and cold periods, which caused chest tightness and suffocation. According to my guess, it was too hot for him to work in the fields, and then he took a bath with well water. The cold and hot periods caused cold air to enter the body.
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"Yes, yes, it's just that after I took a cold shower a few days ago, I couldn't sleep at night. Doctor He, you are so right!"
He Jincheng's words also made Old Wutou suddenly think of it,
"The alternation of hot and cold, and Uncle Wu has a slight stomach problem, there is a ball of water vapor suspended in his lungs. In ancient times, it was also called drinking, which is water."
"Xuanyin means water is suspended in the air. When you sit, the water vapor rises up, which is fine. When you lie down, the water vapor flows down, which will of course cause difficulty in breathing and make you unable to sleep."
This time, even the villagers who did not understand medical skills understood it.
Dahu, who knew some medical skills, had already understood it.
For a moment, he felt a sudden realization, and seemed to have forgotten that he had made a bet with He Jincheng just now.
"Doctor He, what you said is so good. The old man can understand even though he doesn't know a word of Chinese characters. But how can I treat this?"
Old Wutou said with excitement.
He has been tortured these past few days.
I finally saw some hope, and of course I was excited.
"Yes, telling the cause of the disease is not a win!"
Dahu also came to his senses and said quickly.
However, when he speaks now, he feels somewhat guilty.
If you can describe the pathology so clearly, how could you not know how to treat it?
"Chai Zhi Banxia Decoction, reduce the portion by half, one dose will give effect, three doses will cure the disease!"
He Jincheng said confidently.
After saying that, He Jincheng looked at Dahu, "Why, do you still want me to get medicine?"
Dahu's old face suddenly turned red. He knew that he must have lost, but he still insisted on it.
"I'll go back and cook the medicine now. If Old Wutou doesn't get better, you'll still lose!"
After saying that, Dahu hurried back to Mawang Village to cook the medicine.
Fortunately, Mawang Village is not far from Lianhua Village. It only takes ten minutes to walk. Including the time for decoction, Dahu ran over in almost half an hour carrying a thermos flask.
He Jincheng took a bowl and poured a bowl of medicinal soup for Old Wutou. After confirming that it was the Chai Zhi Banxia soup with the portion reduced in half, he let Old Wutou drink it.
Everyone craned their necks to watch.
Dahu was so nervous that he almost cried.
Twenty minutes later, Old Wutou suddenly let out a long burp, and his pale face suddenly turned a little rosy.
"Okay, try lying down now!"
He Jincheng smiled.
Old Wu was a little nervous and slowly lay down. After waiting for a few seconds, he didn't feel any chest tightness or difficulty breathing. He was very excited at the moment.
"Great, great, I can finally sleep well!"
The villagers also cheered excitedly, and they were all happy for He Jincheng.
Dahu was the only one, his face was pale, his legs were weak and he collapsed to the ground, saying in his heart that it was over.