"Director Wei, what's wrong with you?" After hearing what Tian Xin said, Dr. Qin asked Wei Ming with some embarrassment.
Dr. Qin was a little embarrassed, and Wei Ming was even more embarrassed. Tian Xin had introduced Lin Yuan to him before, saying that Lin Yuan was a doctor, but he saw that Lin Yuan was young and couldn't believe it, so he deliberately held his daughter and hoped that Lin Yuan would wait for a while.
Before leaving, I never thought that before Lin Yuan left, Tong Lin came with Qin Ziqiang.
I have heard of Qin Ziqiang's famous doctor Wei Ming. Tan Xinquan, a famous doctor at Fulin Hall in Yanjing, and a student of Tan Lao, is a very famous traditional Chinese medicine doctor in Yanjing.
Tan Xinquan is a Xinglin sage like Wang Chengxian and Xie Zhikun, a great national player. He is also over 70 years old this year. Fulin Tang in Yanjing is the medical clinic that Tan Xinquan opened twenty years ago. However, now Tan Xinquan is older and not too old.
After adapting to the climate in Yanjing, he returned to his hometown in Jiangnan Province seven or eight years ago. Fulin Hall in Yanjing was also handed over to several of his students. Qin Ziqiang was a student that Tan Xinquan valued very much, and he was one of the current Fulin Hall sitters.
One of the doctors.
Although Qin Ziqiang's reputation is not as good as that of Xiao Jingyue Dang Shaobo, his level is definitely not worse than that of Zhai Songming. In addition, he is Tan Xinquan's student, so his credibility is naturally much higher than that of Lin Yuan.
Wei Ming's illness has lasted for more than two months. In the past two months, Wei Ming has seen many doctors, both Chinese and Western medicine, but he has not seen great doctors like Guan Zelin and Xie Zhikun.
It was because he had seen many doctors but nothing was good, so Wei Mingcai couldn't trust Lin Yuan, and just now he didn't intend to let Lin Yuan see him at all.
Lin Yuan saw what Wei Ming was thinking, and Tian Xin naturally saw it too. This time, Song Xiaomeng came with Lin Yuan, which was exactly what Tian Xin meant. Wei Ming didn't know Lin Yuan's ability, and Tian Xin
However, they knew that a few days ago Xie Zhikun was hospitalized and so many experts consulted, but it was Lin Yuan who turned the tide. This shows Lin Yuan's level.
Moreover, Tian Xin and Song Xiaomeng have a good relationship. She also knows the relationship between Song Xiaomeng and Lin Yuan. Since she invited Lin Yuan to come, if she doesn't let Lin Yuan see it, she will just let Lin Yuan go. She will see him later.
Wouldn't it be embarrassing to see Song Xiaomeng, so Qin Ziqiang was asked to check Wei Ming in front of Lin Yuan, so that even if there were any omissions, Lin Yuan could make up for it. Qin Ziqiang's good opinion would naturally be better, and Lin Yuan would
There's no need to take action. Qin Ziqiang doesn't think well of Lin Yuan. If he thinks well of Lin Yuan, wouldn't it highlight Lin Yuan's level?
If Qin Ziqiang is not sure, Lin Yuan is also not sure. Lin Yuan is listening by the side, so naturally he does not need to speak, and he can avoid embarrassment when the time comes.
"Ahem, that's it."
Although Wei Ming was embarrassed, Tian Xin had already spoken, and Qin Ziqiang had already asked him, so he didn't want to be careless. He coughed twice and said: "My problem is that I am thirsty. I am thirsty every night. As long as I lie down, I want to drink."
water."
"Thirsty?" Qin Ziqiang was stunned for a moment, then asked after a moment of silence: "Have you drank water? Are you still thirsty?"
"I have to drink a lot of water at night. If I don't drink, I can't sleep. And if I drink too much, I have to go to the toilet. As soon as I drink water at night, I immediately want to go to the toilet. I can't sleep well at night because of this problem." Wei Mingdao.
"Do you like drinking hot water or cold water?" Qin Ziqiang asked.
"Warm water, a little hot, it will make you feel better after drinking it," Wei Ming said.
"What about during the day? Are you also thirsty during the day?" Qin Ziqiang asked again.
"It's fine during the day, but it's terrible at night. This problem has been bothering me for two months. It's just torture," Wei Mingdao said.
"Open your mouth and I'll take a look at your tongue coating," Qin Ziqiang said.
Wei Ming opened his mouth, and Lin Yuan looked at it at the same time. Wei Ming's tongue was a bit light, and the tongue coating was white and greasy. It didn't look like he was dehydrated, but he seemed to be well hydrated.
"This should be due to spleen deficiency and dampness evil." Qin Ziqiang pondered for a while and slowly came to a conclusion.
"Lin Yuan, what's the matter with spleen deficiency and dampness evil?" Song Xiaomeng who was standing next to him asked Lin Yuan softly.
"Spleen deficiency and dampness evil tend to prevail, which means there is too much water in the body." Lin Yuan pondered for a moment and explained in words that Song Xiaomeng could understand.
Although Lin Yuan and Song Xiaomeng spoke in low voices, several people around them could hear it. Wei Ming was stunned when he heard this, and said in surprise: "How is it possible? I am obviously thirsty, how could I have too much water? Qin
Doctor, this spleen deficiency and dampness evil is overwhelming, is it because there is too much water in the body?"
"It can be understood this way." Qin Ziqiang nodded, looked at Lin Yuan beside him with a smile and asked: "Little brother, do you also know Chinese medicine?"
"I know something." Lin Yuan nodded.
"You shouldn't. If you have too much water in your body, how can you be thirsty?" Wei Ming still doesn't understand. How can he be thirsty if he has too much water? This is simply incomprehensible.
"Of course it's possible."
Qin Ziqiang explained with a smile: "It is precisely because too much water accumulates in the body, especially in the spleen and stomach, that the normal water in the body cannot be transported to the whole body, including the head. Without moisture, people will naturally feel bad in the mouth.
Thirst, especially pathological thirst, does not necessarily mean you are dehydrated, it may also mean that water cannot be absorbed and transported well in the body."
"Is Lin Yuan like this?" Song Xiaomeng asked Lin Yuan again.
"What Dr. Qin said is right. Too much water does not necessarily mean water shortage. It is like a waterlogging disaster. The water turns blue, but the seedlings soaked in the water sometimes die of drought. This is because of waterlogging.
Too much, causing the water flow to be unable to flow. Only a thin layer of land close to the water layer is moist, while the ground below is actually very dry." Lin Yuan nodded.
This principle is actually the same as pouring water from a teapot. Everyone knows that there is a small hole on the lid of the teapot. That small hole is actually the air outlet, which allows air to circulate. Anyone who has studied physics knows that the reason why water can flow out is because
It is precisely because of the air pressure that if the small hole on the lid is blocked, the inside of the teapot will become a vacuum, and there will be no pressure, so the water will not be poured out.
The same goes for droughts when there is a lot of water. The top is full of water, sealing the pores in the soil. If the soil is not very soft, it will be difficult for water to penetrate.
Qin Ziqiang explained this truth very well, but Wei Ming's situation was definitely not one in which the dampness evil prevailed.
After listening to Lin Yuan's explanation, both Wei Ming and Tian Xin suddenly understood. Qin Ziqiang even smiled and said: "My little brother explained it well. Let me prescribe a prescription. Director Wei will take it for two days to see the effect."
"Excuse me, Doctor Qin." Wei Ming said hurriedly. This time he finally saw hope. He had seen many doctors this time, but few could see the cause of his illness like Qin Ziqiang.
Seeing Qin Ziqiang about to prescribe a prescription, Lin Yuan hurriedly smiled and said: "Doctor Qin, don't worry, I want to ask Brother Wei a few questions."
Qin Ziqiang was stunned, not knowing what Lin Yuan meant, but because Tian Xin had introduced Lin Yuan before that he was not an outsider, he was not angry and said with a smile: "You can ask, little brother."
"Brother Wei, I wonder how your bowel movement is?" Lin Yuan asked.
"Not very good." Wei Ming said.
"Can you tell me in detail, is it loose stools or frequent diarrhea?" Lin Yuan asked.
"I have a little diarrhea, and it happens every morning. The first thing I do when I get up every morning is to go to the toilet. I can't help it. Sometimes I have to go two or three times in the morning," Wei Mingdao said.
Hearing this, Qin Ziqiang's expression suddenly changed. He couldn't help but slap his forehead. He only regretted that he had neglected it. He had neglected it. This was not an excess of dampness at all. If dampness was excessive, there would be no diarrhea at all. He was deceived by the appearance just now.
.
Thinking of this, Qin Ziqiang couldn't help but look at Lin Yuan beside him, his eyes were very complicated, showing gratitude, but also...and shame.
I am grateful because Lin Yuan asked the question in time, otherwise he would have misdiagnosed me. I am ashamed because a young man is so careful about this problem, but he, an old Chinese doctor, is so careless. It's really...
"Diarrhea?" Lin Yuan's eyes lit up at this time and asked again: "Is it always like this or..."
"It's not like this all the time. It's more serious if you get cold. It would be better if the weather is warm or if you don't go out." Wei Ming said.
"I understand." Lin Yuan chuckled, looked at Qin Ziqiang and said, "Dr. Qin, I've finished asking, please prescribe. I'm also curious to ask a few more questions."
Qin Ziqiang smiled awkwardly, but it was difficult to prescribe a prescription at this time. Now that things have come to this point, this disease is naturally not something he is optimistic about. Although Lin Yuan does not seem to want to take credit, as a student of Tan Xinquan, Qin Ziqiang is not so
No product, competing with a young man like Lin Yuan for credit.
Moreover, Lin Yuan was obviously giving him face to prevent him from making a fool of himself. If Lin Yuan, a young man, was like this, could it be that he, Qin Ziqiang, was so shameless to bear it?
Although it was hard for him to bear it directly, Qin Ziqiang couldn't bear to say in public that he had been misdiagnosed. He smiled and said: "I think my brother's skills are not bad. Otherwise, this prescription should be prescribed by my little brother."
"Then I'm taking the liberty. Doctor Qin will correct me later." Lin Yuan was not polite and said with a smile.
Qin Ziqiang handed the paper and pen he had brought to Lin Yuan. Lin Yuan took up the pen and wrote a prescription, then handed it to Qin Ziqiang and said, "Doctor Qin, please check this."
Qin Ziqiang took the prescription and took a look. He was first attracted by Lin Yuan's calligraphy. Most Chinese medicine practitioners like to use brushes when prescribing, and Qin Ziqiang was no exception. The brush he just handed to Lin Yuan was unexpectedly Lin Yuan's calligraphy.
Yuan's calligraphy is so good.
"What a wonderful calligraphy." Tong Lin was sitting next to Lin Yuan. He didn't understand Chinese medicine, but he liked calligraphy very much. He happened to see the calligraphy written by Lin Yuan and couldn't help but praise it.
"The word "little brother" is really good. It has become popular among everyone. It's amazing." Qin Ziqiang praised. When he said this, he was surprised again: "Hey, is this the addition and subtraction of Ershen Pills?"
"Dr. Qin, what's wrong with this prescription?" Wei Ming asked. At such a young age, Wei Ming is certainly not a fool if he can become a real official. Although the conversation between Lin Yuan and Qin Ziqiang just now did not explain it, he also judged that it should be
It was Qin Ziqiang's previous diagnosis that was wrong, but Lin Yuan, whom he despised, seemed to have figured out the cause of his illness.
At this time, when he saw Qin Ziqiang holding the prescription and making a surprised sound, he couldn't help but ask.
Qin Ziqiang frowned while holding the prescription, but did not answer Wei Ming's question. Instead, he whispered to himself: "Why does thirst not nourish yin and moisturize dryness, but instead nourish yang energy? Isn't it a bit counter-intuitive?"