Chapter 677: The old Chinese doctor in the village
Chapter 677: The old Chinese medicine doctor in the village
Houkeng Village is next to Shangdong Village, and a main road separates the two villages.
Chen Minxue drove and took Wan Yunting, Gu Luotang and his gang to arrive at the small stage square in Houkeng Village and stopped in about ten minutes. However, the village health clinic was not in Houkeng Village.
In the Upper East Village!
It's not so much two villages as one big village.
The people in Houkeng Village are surnamed Hou, and the people in Shangdong Village are all surnamed Yang.
The village doctor at this health center is named Yang Kuan. He is an old man in his sixties. He is also an older generation of village doctors, and he also knows Chinese medicine!
As Chen Minxue brought Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang's gang to the health clinic in Shangdong Village, Yang Kuan's home was a two-story building, and there was an old house next to it. The two rooms were connected.
, one is used for doctors to sit and consult, and the other is used for patients to give injections and rest.
However, the village doctor Yang Kuan has retired. After all, he is old, so now his son Yang Mingjie takes over.
"Mingjie, is your dad here?"
Chen Minxue walked in first and asked Yang Mingjie, who was treating an uncle from the village.
"Team Leader Chen, why are you here? My dad is behind you."
Yang Mingjie raised his head and said to Chen Minxue. When he saw Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang at the door, he smiled and said, "They are the ones you mentioned, the ones sent by the higher authorities to support the work and conduct inspections."
"right."
Chen Minxue smiled and nodded, then turned to introduce Wan Yunting and the others: "He is Uncle Kuan's son, his name is Yang Mingjie."
"Hello…"
Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang greeted him politely, and Yang Mingjie also smiled and nodded, "Team Leader Chen, if you want to find my dad, go to the back."
"Okay, let's go visit Uncle Kuan first and come back to talk to you later."
As Chen Minxue spoke, he took Wan Yunting around to a very old old house in the back. He saw several old people sitting on leisure chairs under a big jackfruit tree in the yard. They were all sixty-seven years old.
An old man of more than ten years.
One of them, an old man wearing a gray shirt and large pants, was a bit thin and had his right leg spread out. He was sitting on a chair and taking the pulse of an old man.
Chen Minxue came in with Wan Yunting and his gang. He was still silent as he felt his pulse. After a moment, he released his fingers and said with a smile: "Old man, you are doing the same thing again. Stop lighting the fire and look back."
I'll go find some medicine for you and ask your daughter-in-law to make some broth for you."
"Oh, can I not get angry?"
The old man said angrily: "My boy, I asked him not to engage in breeding, but he insisted on doing it, and now he has lost all his money."
Yang Kuan waved his hand and smiled, then saw Chen Minxue and said with a smile: "Isn't this Xiao Chen? Why are you here today?"
"Uncle Kuan, your old body is still so strong."
Chen Minxue went up and greeted with a smile.
"Haha, I can live another ten or eight years."
Yang Kuanlang smiled, looked at Wan Yunting, Gu Luotang and the others, all wearing uniform work clothes, and asked: "Who are they?"
"Uncle Kuan, let me introduce to you. They are sent by the leaders above to support the health center in our village. This person's name is Wan Yunting, and he is the person in charge."
Chen Minxue pointed at Wan Yunting and the others and introduced them.
"Hello, Uncle Kuan."
Wan Yunting went up and smiled politely at Yang Kuan.
"It turns out they are sent from above to support the work. Okay, okay, please sit down."
Yang Kuan smiled and pressed his hands, and Chen Minxue also asked everyone to sit down first. However, there were not enough stools, so Yang Kuan stood up. However, because his right foot had been injured before, he limped to go to the house to move stools. This scene also made people sad.
Wan Yunting, Gu Luotang and Qi Miaomiao were confused.
"Uncle Kuan, let me help you..."
Chen Minxue immediately ran to help move the stool.
Seeing the confused expressions on Wan Yunting's and others' faces, the old men said, "This old man, Kuan, used to go up the mountain to collect medicine and accidentally fell down, so his right leg was broken."
After hearing this, Wan Yunting and the others nodded, and Chen Minxue helped Yang Kuan move out the stools. Qi Miaomiao and the others went up and said thank you, and everyone sat aside obediently.
Wan Yunting kept observing Yang Kuan's right leg and asked, "Uncle Kuan, have you seen this leg in a big hospital again?"
Yang Kuan didn't expect that the young man would suddenly ask about his leg, so he smiled and said, "Why haven't you seen it before? My son took me to the hospital in the county to see it, but after a checkup, it was diagnosed that it was disabled and it couldn't be cured."
But Wan Yunting smiled and said: "Uncle Kuan, if you don't mind, can you let me take a look at it for you?"
Yang Kuan paused, a little unable to react, but Chen Minxue said quickly: "Uncle Kuan, don't look at his young age, but these people are all serious doctors of traditional Chinese medicine."
"Especially this Vice Chairman Wan. Yesterday we encountered a car accident on the way here, and he even saved the life of a child. His medical skills are amazing."
"Really."
Yang Kuan was surprised. He originally thought that people like Wan Yunting were just ordinary staff sent by the superiors to come to inspect.
Wan Yunting moved a stool to Yang Kuan's side and said with a smile: "Come here, Uncle Kuan, put your leg on my lap and I will show you."
Yang Kuan did not refuse. Although he heard that these young people were doctors, he still didn't believe Wan Yunting in his heart.
But in order not to hit the young man, Yang Kuan smiled and raised his right leg with his hands. Wan Yunting followed suit and placed it directly on his legs...
Gu Luotang and Huang Jingshan also gathered around to watch. Wan Yunting pressed Yang Kuan's right thigh with both hands and asked, "Uncle Kuan, do you feel it?"
"without."
Yang Kuan smiled and shook his head, and Wan Yunting continued to press his calf, "Where is this place?"
"Well, here it is."
Yang Kuan nodded and said with a smile: "My thigh muscles are necrotic, so I can only walk with a limp, but I can still take care of myself."
Wan Yunting nodded, took off his backpack, took out a set of silver needles, and said with a smile: "Uncle Kuan, do you mind if I give you a try?"
"Silver needle?"
Yang Kuan was a little surprised. As a village doctor, he had learned some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine from a traditional Chinese medicine doctor before, but he still didn't know much about acupuncture treatment. He only knew a little about feeling the pulse and identifying Chinese medicinal materials.
"I'll try it with a silver needle to see if your muscles still react."
Wan Yunting said.
"Okay, you can try it. I haven't even gotten a silver needle yet."
Yang Kuan smiled.
Wan Yunting also smiled, and took out a ten-inch long silver needle. He pressed a very stiff muscle on his thigh with his left hand, and slowly inserted the silver needle into it. After every minute, he asked: "Yes?"
Do you feel it?"
"No..." Yang Kuan shook his head.
Then he went one step further and asked: "Do you feel it?"
"No…"
Then after scoring another point, Wan Yunting asked: "Do you feel it?"
"No…"
After entering six points in a row, Yang Kuan's thigh muscles suddenly twitched a few times. His expression was shocked, and he nodded quickly: "Now I have it, a numb feeling."
Wan Yunting took out the silver needle and said with a smile: "Uncle Kuan, your leg can still be saved!"
Now Yang Kuan's face was stunned, while Chen Minxue and several other old people were also surprised, "Uncle Kuan, can this leg be cured?"
"Yes."
Wan Yunting nodded and said with a smile: "Actually, it's just hardening of the tendons in his thighs and blockage of blood vessels, which leads to muscle necrosis. So as long as he uses silver needles to stimulate more and then combines with traditional Chinese medicine treatment, he can get better."
"Young man, don't lie to me. Can Lao Kuan's legs really be cured?"
The elderly people in the village were all old friends of Yang Kuan, and they didn't believe him and asked.
"OK."
Wan Yunting smiled and nodded seriously.
Yang Kuan was excited at this moment. Although he was already at this age, it was no longer necessary to cure his leg.
But ever since his leg became disabled, Yang Kuan has always fantasized in his heart that one day, his right leg will be able to stand up again like normal and then enter the coffin...
"Dad, dad, come here quickly, Aunt Cuilan fainted!"
Suddenly, Yang Mingjie's anxious shouts came from the health center above, which immediately shocked everyone. Yang Kuan quickly took his right leg off Wan Yunting's legs and stood up, shouting back: "Why are you fainting?"
Fell down...?"
"Go and have a look..."
Chen Minxue and Wan Yunting also quickly got up and followed the limping Yang Kuan back to the health center above...