"Old man, the weather has been a little hot lately, you are getting hot, go back and boil some mung bean soup and drink it, and you will be fine." ”

Qin Hao glanced at the old man's face and said with a smile.

"Carving insect skills!"

Jiang Ge stood aside, watching Qin Hao diagnose the patient, secretly unhappy in his heart.

Although the old man's face was pale, his eyes shone brightly, and he looked full of energy at a glance, and he did not walk steadily, and at first glance he was fine.

In addition, it is summer, and it is the season when heat stroke is frequent, most of the elderly have declining physical functions, it is difficult to resist the heat, and it is easy to have mild heat stroke symptoms such as dizziness and vomiting.

As long as you pay attention to the heat and drink more mung bean soup, there is no natural.

This bit of common sense is known to everyone, what kind of medical skill is this.

A few years ago, there was not a brick family on the Internet, named Zhang Wuben, known as Master Zhang, who was a mess of fire, saying that mung beans can cure all diseases.

As long as you eat more mung beans and drink more mung bean soup, you can eat back the diseases that come out of eating.

It turns out that this guy is a fake Chinese medicine doctor, he doesn't even have a qualification certificate, and he is purely amusing people with mung bean soup.

Because of this incident, TCM is becoming more and more untrusted among the population.

In Jiang Ge's eyes, Qin Hao in front of him and Zhang Wuben are all the way, so they know how to move their mouths.

When you encounter a minor illness, you can prescribe some common small prescriptions, and if you encounter a major illness, you will also throw your hands together.

Otherwise, how could Qin Hao refuse his challenge, he was obviously afraid.

"Boy, today, I must expose your true colors. ”

Jiang Ge thought secretly in his heart.

He looked around, and after a while, a smug smile appeared on his face, and he turned to leave, already having an idea in his heart.

Qin Hao naturally noticed Jiang Ge's departure, and he didn't pay attention to this person.

Stepping into the path of cultivation, his state of mind has been refined like never before, and his state of mind will not be disturbed because of one or two provocative words.

Jiang Ge was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and he believes that he has superb medical skills and is a representative of traditional Chinese medicine culture, with a pride in his bones.

To put it bluntly, Jiang Ge came to challenge him just to be in the limelight.

How could Qin Hao agree to him.

After a while, I saw Jiang Ge coming back, followed by a few men, carrying tables and benches.

"Alright, let's leave it here!"

Jiang Ge glanced at Qin Hao, pointed to the open space next to the latter, and said.

He took out a few sheets of Grandpa Mao from his wallet, sent a few men away, glanced at Qin Hao, picked up the horn on the table and began to shout.

"Big guy, I am Jiang Ge, the heir of Baicaotang, and I am here for free consultation today, if you have any condition, you can check with me, all for free. ”

Maybe you don't know who Jiang Ge is?

But the three words Baicaotang, these people have all heard of it, Jiang Xuelin has excellent medical skills, and he is well-known in the medical community in the entire Jiangcheng, and there are many people in the provincial city who go to Baicaotang to seek medical treatment.

However, the asking price of Baicaotang is extremely high, and it is difficult for ordinary people to afford it.

Unexpectedly, there was a free clinic in Baicaotang today, and many people glanced at the long queue on Qin Hao's side and ran to Jiang Ge one after another.

"Who is this person?

"This person said that he is from Baicaotang, and his medical skills should be good, but that is the golden sign of our Jiangcheng. ”

"He is the grandson of President Jiang of Baicaotang, and with President Jiang's guidance, his medical skills can naturally be trusted. ”

……

Many people have just arrived, they don't know Jiang Ge, and when they see him young, they have distrust in their hearts.

Someone explained.

Jiang Ge glanced at Qin Hao, with a touch of pride on his face, as if to say: See, this is the name of our Baicaotang.

Seeing Jiang Ge's approach, Qin Hao was not only angry, but also happier in his heart.

There are too many patients on his side, and the queue is long, and on this hot day, something may happen.

It's good now, with Jiang Ge's help, the speed of treatment can be improved a lot, which is a good thing.

"Doctor Jiang, I have been having a high fever for the past few days, my chest is stuffy, and I always feel bored and irritable, can you help me take a look?"

A woman in her thirties said with a sad face.

"I'll take your pulse first. ”

Jiang Ge nodded and began to take the pulse of the woman.

"Your face is dry and red, your tongue is dry, burnt yellow and prickly, and your veins are counting, because of the heat and depression, and your courage is blazing. ”

Jiang Ge finished his pulse and said.

"What is this, is it serious?"

She is a woman, how can she know the Chinese medicine terminology that Jiang Ge said, but it sounds very powerful, and her face turned white with fright.

"You have a liver fever and wind syndrome, it's quite serious, you must pay attention to the heat and sun protection, I'll prescribe a prescription for you, and see the effect after drinking." ”

Jiang Ge said with a frown, then lowered his head and began to write the formula.

On the other side, although Qin Hao was diagnosing the patient, his mind was on Jiang Ge's side, wanting to see how this guy's medical skills were?

Hearing Jiang Ge's diagnosis as a patient, Qin Hao immediately frowned.

Treating diseases and saving people requires not only clever medical skills, but also the cooperation of patients, which requires doctors to have skills in speaking.

It is of great help to eliminate the patient's worries and make him relaxed and cheerful.

Through Jiang Ge's gestures, Qin Hao could see that the recipe he prescribed was antelope horn hook vine soup, which cooled the liver and extinguished the wind, increased fluid and relieved the tendons, and was facing the condition.

However, Qin Hao found that the patient's face was dry and red, with paleness, and his palms trembled a little from time to time, which was a precursor to the middle stage of the liver fever and wind syndrome.

The patient may have twitching of the hands and feet, confusion, and even faintness, i.e., loss of consciousness.

Jiang Ge's words are too straightforward, which will cause anxiety in the patient's heart, and negative emotions such as anxiety and depression will have a certain impact on the efficacy of the drug.

"This eldest sister, there is nothing wrong with your illness, according to his prescription, drink it for a week, ensure that you are full of energy, and you can work in the field immediately. ”

Qin Hao prescribed a prescription for the patient in front of him, turned his head and said to the woman.

"Really?"

The woman's eyes lit up and she asked eagerly.

"Do you know what I'm prescribing? Do you know what this eldest sister does? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. ”

Jiang Ge's face sank and he said coldly.

Before completing the diagnosis, Qin Hao actually robbed his patient, which made him very unhappy.

In the medical world, it is the default rule not to interfere with the diagnosis of others that has not been completed, unless it is a consultation.

"This eldest sister has a calloon in her palm, and there is a rustic air on her face, if my inference is correct, she should still be doing farm work in the field a few days ago. ”

Qin Hao looked at the woman with a puzzled face and said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, what you said is so right, little divine doctor, I went to the ground the day before yesterday. ”

The woman said with a look of surprise.

"Yu's antelope horn hook vine soup, mulberry chrysanthemum cocoon fresh rehmannia, shellfish grass bamboo ru and peony medicine, liver wind and internal movement to fry and taste. ”

"Am I right?"

Qin Hao's gaze turned to Jiang Ge with a faint smile on his face.