"Compared with Western medicine, TCM treatment is clearer, more active, and has no side effects."
The entire Chinese medicine class immediately applauded, so cool!
Ouyan is great!
When they were in class before, they were only crushed by Western medicine.
Unexpectedly, when the top scorer came, their aura was fully activated, and their heads could be raised proudly!
Xiang Shanshan was told that she could neither stand nor sit, and was extremely embarrassed.
"Hahahaha... It seems that Ouyan has learned a lot of knowledge in this area. Yes, the Bupleurum that Ouyan mentioned just now does belong to traditional Chinese medicine, and Sanjiu is indeed a compound preparation of Chinese and Western medicines. Ouyan
That's very well said, classmate Xiang Shanshan, you need to study more after class, please sit down."
Xiang Shanshan sat down in shame, and her friend Lin Qiaoqiao couldn't help but stand up, "Professor, I have a question to ask the top scorer."
How could the old professor not see that the people in the Western medicine class were obviously connected with the people in the Chinese medicine class? To be precise, they were connected with the top scorer.
"The top scorer spoke so well of Chinese medicine. I've had a cold for six days. Why haven't I gotten better after taking the Chinese medicine you mentioned? Is it that the top scorer has a problem with his understanding of Chinese medicine, exaggerating and magnifying its effects, or is it that Chinese medicine is simply not as effective as Western medicine?
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This question was quite provocative, but Ouyan just said lightly, "Who knows how you usually eat?"
I take one sachet a day and one sachet every three days. Who knows if there are other things eaten during the process that will affect the efficacy of the medicine.
"You..." Lin Qiaoqiao laughed angrily, "I think the top scorer can only talk on paper. If you really want to deal with the condition, I'm afraid I won't be able to think of any good way..."
"Do you need to think about this little problem?" Ouyan looked at her with interest, "Want to get better? Come to the podium."
Lin Qiaoqiao was stunned, and everyone in the classroom was also stunned. Where is Ou Yan acting?
Why can't they understand?
"Why, you don't dare?" Ouyan raised the corners of her lips and looked at her interestingly.
"Who says I don't dare?"
Although I don't know what Ouyan wants to do, in front of so many people, I don't think she can do anything.
Seeing two classmates standing on the podium, the old professor stepped aside with great interest. He wanted to know how this little girl Ouyan would deal with it.
"Stretch out your hand." Ouyan said casually.
Lin Qiaoqiao stretched out her hand, didn't she want to feel her pulse? People who study traditional Chinese medicine really waste their time...
Ou Yan put his hand on her pulse and looked at the old professor again.
When the class bell rang just now, she saw the professor coming in with an acupuncture kit. At this time, she politely asked, "Professor, can you lend me the acupuncture kit?"
"Okay, on the countertop."
Acupuncture??
Ouyan wants to use acupuncture to treat Lin Qiaoqiao's cold??
Is she crazy??
Lin Qiaoqiao hurriedly withdrew her hand, "Are you a doctor? Are you inserting needles casually?"
"You didn't say that, do you want to get better?" Ouyan simply used alcohol to sterilize the silver needle. Seeing that Lin Qiaoqiao hid her hand behind her back and didn't dare to stretch it out, Ouyan directly grabbed her hand and placed it on the end of her thumb.
On the radial side, at the Shaoshang point 0.1 inch away from the corner of the nail, disinfect it with an alcohol cotton ball and then insert a needle directly.