Starting from judging the type of facial paralysis, Yang Simiao looked at Song Jiajia at this moment.
It's clearly organized, well-organized, and doesn't feel unfamiliar at all.
If he had not known it beforehand, Zhou Sheng would not have believed it at all. He had not practiced medicine for decades.
Zhou Sheng thought to himself that grandpa was indeed right.
This Yang Simiao has two brushes.
Yang Simiao also wanted to show off.
It has been many years, but I have never been criticized like today, or I have been questioned by a young kid about my level of Chinese medicine.
Grandma, I’ll make an exception today.
Let this kid know what it means to be a master of Chinese medicine!
If you don’t practice medicine for thirty years, practicing medicine will let you know that your uncle is still your uncle.
After Yang Simiao determined that Song Jiajia's dysphagia was caused by wind and cold.
He was interested in showing off his medical skills, so he asked: "Is your tearing eyes a sudden attack?"
Song Jiajia nodded.
Yang Simiao continued to ask: "In addition to the tears in your eyes, have you also experienced pain in the right cheek, inside the ear, and behind the ear recently?"
Song Jiajia was surprised. She didn't say anything. The old man had completely expected it.
It seems that everything Dr. Zhou said is true. This old man is indeed a powerful doctor.
Song Jiajia said excitedly: "Yes, yes, Dr. Yang, you are absolutely right."
Yang Simiao was quite proud at this time. He glanced at Su Quan proudly, as if to say, boy, now you know how powerful your grandpa is.
Su Quan was speechless.
People say that doctors are steady, and the old Chinese medicine doctor is even more respected. But this old man is completely different from the old Chinese medicine doctor in people's impression.
Yang Simiao continued: "To treat wind, you must first activate blood circulation, and blood circulation and wind will eliminate itself. You need to clear away heat, remove dampness, and detoxify for this disease. I will give you Angelica sinensis, white peony root, Chuanxiong rhizome, dredging collaterals and activating blood circulation. Forsythia suspensa, Isatis root, Daqing
The leaves clear away heat and remove dampness. Combined with acupuncture treatment, you are guaranteed to be cured."
When Song Jiajia heard this, she immediately beamed with joy and said, "It's true!"
But in the blink of an eye, she said again: "Doctor Yang, I have taken the medicine now. Will taking your medicine have any effect?"
Yang Simiao said: "Oh, you have already taken the medicine?"
Zhou Sheng answered at this time: "I prescribed the medicine."
Yang Simiao said: "Let me tell you what medicines have been prescribed."
Zhou Sheng’s prescription was given by the system.
Zhou Shengsheng thinks it should not be any worse than Yang Simiao's medicine.
Zhou Sheng said the prescribed medicines one by one.
After hearing this, Yang Simiao realized that he didn't know much about Western medicine and needed Zhou Sheng to explain its effects. But Zhou Sheng's prescription also included Chinese medicine. Yang Simiao knew the effects of these medicines as soon as he heard them.
After listening, Yang Simiao said: "Hmm, he is indeed the grandson of Zhou Shouming. It seems that he has been studying beside him for many years, and the medicine he prescribes is not bad. Then I will no longer prescribe medicine for you. Take it.
The medicine this guy prescribed should be fine."
Zhou Sheng said: "Then please give her acupuncture treatment."
Yang Simiao nodded and said, "Wait a moment. I'll get the things."
After saying that, Yang Simiao turned around and walked into the bedroom.
After a while, he walked out of the room. At this moment, he had an old cowhide bag in his right hand and a bottle of medical disinfectant alcohol in his left hand.
Yang Simiao put the leather bag on the dining table in the living room and opened the leather bag.
I saw dozens of old-fashioned silver needles for acupuncture placed in this cowhide bag.
Compared with the disposable ones, these silver needles are very pointed at the tip, but the upper part of the hand is thicker than the old-fashioned silver needles.
Moreover, disposable needles are generally made of stainless steel, so the entire needle body is silver-white.
But the lower part of Yang Simiao's needle is silver-white, while the upper part is golden.
Zhou Sheng has never seen such a silver needle before.
Half of it is silvery white, and the other half is golden.
Generally speaking, the golden color is either copper or gold. The color of copper will become dull after being stored for a long time. Zhou Sheng had a vague feeling that the upper part of these silver needles seemed to be gold.
He asked tentatively: "Grandpa Yang, these silver needles of yours are made of gold?"
Yang Simiao said proudly: "Of course, these are called golden needles. When I was young, I treated a rich man. In order to thank me, he gave me a set of special silver needles. How about it, boy, I have never seen it before.
Bar."
Zhou Sheng was stunned.
The silver needle made of gold is an eye-opener this time.
Yang Simiao took the golden needle from the cowhide bag and disinfected it with alcohol.
Ready to start giving Song Jiajia acupuncture.
When Song Jiajia received acupuncture from Zhou Shouming, she was lying down. When she looked at the living room, there was not even a sofa, and there was no place to lie down.
She asked doubtfully: "Dr. Yang, are you doing acupuncture here? Where am I lying?"
Yang Simiao said: "You can lie down wherever you want, just sit down."
Song Jiajia was stunned for a moment, and then asked uneasily: "Is it okay to just sit down?"
Yang Simiao said impatiently: "Don't move, I'm about to start!"
Song Jiajia immediately straightened her back and sat upright.
Yang Simiao came to Song Jiajia with a golden needle in hand.
Song Jiajia just received a useless injection from Mr. Zhou today.
Zhou Shengsheng told her that acupuncture did not hurt.
As a result, the flesh was from my own body, and if I pricked it with a needle, it would feel a little painful.
I saw that I was about to get acupuncture again, and I didn’t know how many more.
Song Jiajia immediately closed her eyes, and at the same time she thought to herself, no matter how painful it was or how many injections she needed, she would have to endure it.
But after closing her eyes, after a few minutes, she didn't feel Yang Simiao make a move.
There's something strange about her.
Could it be that Yang Simiao regretted not giving himself acupuncture?
This situation has happened once in the clinic.
Worried, she immediately opened her eyes.
As a result, there were two golden things shaking under his eyes.
Only then did she realize that two silver needles had actually been inserted into her face.
Oh my God, when did this silver needle pierce my face?
I didn't feel anything at all.
Song Jiajia is still confused.
Yang Simiao's voice rang out: "Girl, why did you suddenly open your eyes and startle me? You either kept them open or you kept them closed. You suddenly widened your eyes to scare me."
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Song Jiajia said sheepishly: "I'm sorry, I didn't feel you pricking the needle."
Yang Simiao felt proud again: "That's not strange. The acupuncture doesn't hurt, but it's my unique skill."
Yang Simiao was doing acupuncture, and Zhou Shengsheng and Su Quan were watching from the side.
They only saw that Yang Simiao's acupuncture movements were very skillful.
But when Song Jiajia said that she felt no pain at all, both of them were dubious.
Su Quan was even thinking that Song Jiajia was starting to flatter her now. How could there be anyone who could not feel any pain from acupuncture?
No matter Su Quan believes it or not.
Song Jiajia couldn't close her eyes now. She wanted to watch Yang Simiao give her acupuncture.
Yes, it doesn’t hurt anymore, why are you still closing your eyes?
She wanted to see where the needle was inserted and why it didn't hurt.