At this time, there was a chaos in the health center. Several aunts and uncles looked at Aunt Cuilan who had fainted on the ground and talked a lot. Yang Mingjie was also among the people who pinched her, but they couldn't wake up.
"what happened…"
At this time, Yang Kuan limped in quickly. Wan Yunting, Chen Minxue, Gu Luotang, Qi Miaomiao and others also trotted in. Yang Mingjie said nervously: "It must be heatstroke."
"Hurry and help her to the bed, let me take a look..."
Yang Kuan said quickly, and Yang Mingjie and other doctors helped Aunt Cuilan to the next room and laid her directly on a small bed. Seeing her sweating profusely and her face flushed, Yang Kuan said
: "Try pinching her, she must be suffering from heatstroke."
"I pinched him, but he didn't wake up."
Yang Mingjie said in panic.
Yang Kuan grabbed Aunt Cuilan's wrist and felt her pulse. The pulse was beating very fast, and he immediately said: "Go get the Huoxiang Zhengqi water."
"okay…"
As he said that Yang Mingjie was going to the next room, everyone blocked the door. He anxiously pushed Wan Yunting and the others away and came over with a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi.
Yang Kuan then opened it, quickly wiped Aunt Cuilan's vagina, and pinched her vagina hard, but he couldn't wake her up.
Yang Mingjie and Aunt Cuilan's son looked worried and said, "If it doesn't work, call a car and take her to town."
"Uncle Kuan, let me take a look..."
Then Wan Yunting squeezed forward, while Yang Mingjie and others looked at him, but Yang Kuan said nothing and continued to use his methods to wake up Aunt Cuilan.
Wan Yunting grabbed her wrist, first felt her pulse, then rolled Aunt Cuilan's eyelids to look at her pupils, and said, "It should be a cerebrovascular disease, but it was a lack of blood supply that made her faint!"
"Cerebrovascular?"
When Yang Mingjie and others heard what he said, they were all surprised. Yang Kuan next to him was also stunned. However, Wan Yunting asked Gu Luotang to take his backpack, took out the silver needle bag and opened it. He twisted out a silver pin with three fingers.
The needle came and pricked Aunt Cuilan's body...
Then he inserted a needle into her Yintang point, then gave her a star, and inserted a needle into Baihui point. At the same time, he turned his face and said to Yang Mingjie: "Prepare some glucose water."
Yang Mingjie was stunned and turned to look at his father, Yang Kuan, wondering if he should listen to him.
"Well…"
As a result, the next second, Aunt Cuilan looked uncomfortable and slowly woke up.
"Wake up, wake up..."
Now everyone onlookers exclaimed. Yang Mingjie and Yang Kuan were shocked and quickly said to their son: "Go get the glucose quickly."
"oh…"
Only then did Yang Mingjie react. He quickly went to get two bottles of glucose, opened them, and mixed them with half a bottle of mineral water. "Here..."
Wan Yunting removed the silver needle from Aunt Cuilan, and then slowly fed her the glucose water: "Drink slowly..."
After Aunt Cuilan drank half a bottle of glucose water, she finally let out a breath of relief. Wan Yunting put her down and lay down. He said with a smile: "Auntie, lie down and rest for a while, then everything will be fine."
Aunt Cuilan nodded weakly, and her son quickly thanked: "Thank you..."
Wan Yunting waved his hand, then stood up and came over to Yang Kuan and his son: "She must have had a head injury before, and working in such a strong sun caused her to have a cerebrovascular disease attack and cause a coma."
"My mother's head was indeed injured before."
Aunt Cuilan's son said.
"Is this serious?"
Yang Mingjie asked.
"It's not serious at all. Just take some Chinese medicine and slowly adjust and you'll be fine."
Wan Yunting smiled.
"That's good."
Yang Kuan nodded as he listened. This time he finally got to know this young man again.
The sophistication and accurate diagnosis he just showed in rescuing Cuilan showed that he was a doctor with very superb medical skills. This made Yang Kuan feel admired and ashamed. He had been practicing medicine for more than 30 years, but he was not as good as
A young man now.
"Then doctor, please give my mother a prescription."
Aunt Cuilan's son said.
Wan Yunting nodded and smiled: "That's no problem."
"It's amazing..."
Other villagers and patients around him also pointed at Wan Yunting and praised his medical skills.
Gu Luotang, Qi Miaomiao and the others also had proud smiles on their faces.
Wan Yunting packed up the silver needle and put it back in his backpack, asked Yang Mingjie for pen and paper, wrote a prescription, and asked Aunt Cuilan's son to prepare the medicine according to the prescription and take a few doses and he would be fine.
"By the way, Uncle Kuan, I heard from Team Leader Chen that you have studied Chinese medicine?"
Immediately, Wan Yunting asked Yang Kuan, who was sitting next to him.
Yang Kuan embarrassedly waved his hand and said with a smile: "Hey, I just learned a little bit from an old man before, but I can't compare with you. I really didn't expect that the medical skills of you young people are so powerful, which makes me ashamed.
"
"Uncle Kuan, you are joking. We are here to work this time. On the one hand, we are supporting your health center, and at the same time, we also want to know about the inheritance of your traditional Chinese medicine."
Wan Yunting smiled at him and said: "After all, we want to protect the cultural heritage of traditional Chinese medicine."
Yang Kuan nodded. Seeing that Aunt Cuilan was fine, he said, "Everyone, follow me to the back. I'll show you something!"
This made Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang look at each other. They nodded and followed Yang Kuan back to his old house. Then he went into the house and rummaged through the cabinets. He quickly took out a book with yellowing and shabby writing and directly
He handed it to Wan Yunting: "This is a medical book left to me by the old doctor who taught me before. Take a look."
Wan Yunting carefully picked up the shabby old book. Gu Luotang, Qi Miaomiao, and Huang Jingshan also came over and looked at the traditional Chinese characters on the book. It was Gu Luotang who read: "Zixu Pulse Jue!"
"Oh my god, it's really the Purple Void Pulse Jue..."
Sun Zhinan, Zhao Lusi and others were shocked. They looked at this yellowed and shabby medical book in disbelief. It turned out to be the long-lost Zixu Pulse Art.
Gu Luotang's pretty face was shocked and he said: "It is said that Zixu Pulse Jue was written by Cui Jiayan in the Song Dynasty, and was later edited and revised by Li Shizhen's father Li Wenyan in the Ming Dynasty. It comprehensively discusses the pulse mechanism, pulse diagnosis method, and the five internal organs.
Issues such as the pulse, the outline of pulse diagnosis, the body shape of various pulses, and the main diseases of the pulse also appeared together with the Compendium of Materia Medica written by Li Shizhen at that time."
"But after the changes of dynasties, the Purple Xu Pulse Jue has long been lost among the people. It is rare to see a complete book. I didn't expect this one to be so well preserved."
"Yeah, it's really great..."
Li Peiyong and Tao Xiaoyang were excited. They didn't expect to find a long-standing traditional Chinese medicine book here, which was really exciting.
However, Yang Kuan said: "I don't know much about reading, and the old doctor didn't teach me much skills at that time, so he just gave me this book. After studying it for most of my life, I can't understand many things."
But Wan Yunting and others said excitedly: "Uncle Kuan, you are able to preserve this book so well. You really have preserved an ancient Chinese medicine book for our Chinese medicine community. It is very precious."
"Really."
Yang Kuan smiled and said: "I don't know how precious this book is, but the old doctor passed it on to me, so I kept it. It was originally taught to my son, but that boy didn't know anything about Chinese medicine, and he learned it no matter what he read.
He didn’t know the skills in the book, so I asked him to give up.”
Wan Yunting and the others smiled and nodded, returned the book to Yang Kuan, and said with a smile: "Uncle Kang, you must keep this book well. This book is extremely precious to us Chinese medicine practitioners."
"yes…"
Huang Jingshan, Qi Miaomiao and others agreed.
"Okay, I will keep it safe."
Yang Kuan smiled and nodded, then carefully took the book back into the room and put it away again.