Chapter 8 Schools of Traditional Chinese Medicine
After the words came out, Wang Shuiyao immediately knew that he had leaked his mouth, and his face suddenly looked embarrassed and embarrassed.
It was obvious that he and Chen Hong had a leg.
Chen Yuanshan broke out in a cold sweat all over his body, and said in his heart: You are a prodigal, you have also made Lao Tzu miserable, so hurry up and check it when you go back. In addition, Chen Yuanshan also cursed Wang Shuiyao in his heart, you bastard, you obviously know that Chen Hong is my lover, and you dare to dig into the corner of Lao Tzu, Wang Shuiyao, you, the vice president, are also the end.
The atmosphere was very embarrassing, and Chen Hong was still crying.
Lin Fan looked at Chen Hong and sneered: "I knew why I had to do it today." ”
"Doctor Lin, save me, please. Chen Hong pleaded pitifully, she died and lived ten years ago after treating syphilis pain, and suffered a lot of living crimes, she didn't want to taste that taste again.
The so-called poor people must have something to hate, and Lin Fan didn't want to make a move.
Yan Muqing felt pity, after all, everyone is a woman, "Doctor Lin, just take pity on her." ”
"Why should I pity her?" Lin Fan dismissed.
"Lin Fan, help her. Li Shuyao was kind-hearted and couldn't bear Chen Hong to cry on her knees.
"Yes, wife. Since his wife spoke, she had to heal, Lin Fan said coldly, "Come over." ”
"Thank you, Doctor Lin. Chen Hong walked over tremblingly.
Lin Fan took out a silver needle from his arms and carried his true qi around the silver needle.
The sixteen needles of incineration in the first part of "Hongmeng Needle" can remove the virus on the human body, and are suitable for poisoned people, those with viruses, drug addicts, and so on.
Sixteen needles, pierced on different acupuncture points.
Every time the silver needle was pulled out, there was a slight "silky" sound at the acupuncture point, and Yan Guoan's eyes on the side were straight.
Lin Fanzha's acupuncture points are not recorded in modern acupuncture point books.
When the needle was pricked, Chen Hong sweated all over his body and smoked on the top of his head, which was the incineration needle method to force the poisonous gas out.
Chen Hong's black shirt quickly got wet and clinged to his body, not wanting to be a vacuum inside. The saliva of the men who watched it was about to fall.
Ten minutes later, Lin Fan put away the silver needle and said, "Okay." ”
Chen Hong exhaled a breath of hot air, feeling that the whole body was smooth, and her whole body seemed to be more than a dozen pounds lighter, she hurriedly looked at the "plum blossom" on her arm, and the "plum blossom" was gone.
"Doctor Lin, thank you, as long as you can use my Chen Hong's place in this life, my Chen Hong's liver and brain will definitely serve you. Chen Hong is sincerely grateful, even if Lin Fan wants her body, she will not hesitate to give it to Lin Fan.
"I don't want to cure you, I just listen to my wife. Lin Fan was cold and expressionless. didn't look at Chen Hong squarely.
Chen Hong felt humble, she turned her head to Li Shuyao and said, "Thank you, Miss Li." ”
Li Shuyao smiled slightly.
Chen Hong was ashamed to stay any longer, so she found an excuse and left in a hurry.
At this time, Wang Shuiyao was like sitting on pins and needles, and he also wanted Lin Fan to help, but he couldn't say anything. Ma Feixiang, the son-in-law on the side, was uneasy in his heart, hating himself for listening to his colleague and offending Lin Fan.
Li Shuyao's heart was tumbling, she had been married for three years, and she didn't know that Lin Fan knew how to heal, and she was so powerful in medicine, she couldn't understand her husband a little.
"Hahaha...... I'm really happy to see Mr. Lin's extraordinary medical skills today, and I have no regrets in my life. Yan Guoan stood up to toast Lin Fan, and when everyone saw that Yan Guoan stood up, they all hurriedly stood up and toasted Lin Fan.
Li Tianren and Zhang Lianfang's brains are still in a state of confusion, especially Li Tianren, he is from traditional Chinese medicine, and Lin Fan's treatment of Chen Hong just now simply subverted his view of traditional Chinese medicine.
Is this still my family's waste son-in-law?
Everyone was about to toast, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a thin and shriveled old man wearing a white coat broke in, "The curator is not good, something happened to the medical hall." ”
The person who came in was called Zhou Wangui, and he was an old Chinese medicine doctor sitting in the Qingteng Medical Hall.
In addition to being the president of the Qingzhou Traditional Chinese Medicine Association and the director of the Qingteng Medical Center, Mo Daozhong frowned abruptly and angrily blamed: "Old Zhou, why are you so ignorant of proportion, don't you see Yan Lao here? You are so old, and you are still so uncalm, is it possible that the sky has fallen?" ”
Zhou Wangui was out of breath and looked anxious, "The eldest young master has been poisoned, and now his life is in danger." ”
With a "bang", Mo Daozhong stood up suddenly, and the chair fell to the ground, "What happened, why was Tianlei poisoned?"
One moment he was blaming Zhou Wangui for being reckless, and the next moment he was out of proportion.
"At about 7 o'clock in the evening, three people came to the medical hall, claiming to be people from the Yanhuang Traditional Chinese Medicine Alliance, saying that they came to challenge medical skills, and I said that I would wait for the curator to come back to decide, but the eldest young master was provoked by them for a few words, and he tried his medical skills with them, and he lost and was poisoned......"
"What are you talking about, why is it poisoned by medical skills? Where is Tianlei now?"
"In the infirmary. ”
"Why don't you take it to the hospital?"
"The three of them said that they couldn't move the body of the eldest young master, and they would die faster if they moved. ”
"Tianlei ......" Mo Daozhong rushed out of the private room in a hurry, and the other three curators and a cadre also hurriedly followed.
The four major Chinese medicine halls themselves are closely related, and the relationship between lips and teeth is cold.
The chopsticks in Yan Guoan's hand were trembling, his face turned blue, and he muttered to himself, "Yanhuang Traditional Chinese Medicine Alliance will ......"
There are two TCM conferences in China, one is the officially recognized Huaxia TCM General Association with the right to exercise, and the other is the Yanhuang TCM Alliance formed by the non-governmental group.
The two congresses have always been bitter rivals, and they have been competing for half a century.
The Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Association is all academic, such as Chen Yuanshan, Wang Shuiyao, Li Tianren, including Yan Guo's Ministry of Security, all graduated from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine and the Medical Research Institute;
In terms of characteristics, each has its own advantages, the academic school is more systematic, can enter a good hospital, and has a harmonious relationship with the government organs; the Jianghu school has strong compatibility and does not stick to one pattern in the practice of medicine.
The academic school is concentrated in several coastal provinces and cities such as Jiangnan, Jiangbei, Jiangsu Province, and Yanjing, while the Jianghu school is concentrated in the desert, northwest, and western regions, which are all barren lands or economically backward places.
The current president of the Yanhuang Traditional Chinese Medicine Alliance is called Zhang Tianming, and the folk call him "Saihuatuo", Yan Guoan and Zhang Tianming are of the same age, and they are both old.
They secretly tried three medical skills in private places, but Yan Guoan was defeated, which was like a needle in the heart, which made Yan Guoan ashamed, hateful, and unwilling from time to time.
"Wife, Mom and Dad, let's go home. Lin Fan stretched his waist and stood up.
"Teacher Lin, can you go to the Qingteng Medical Center to have a look? ”
"I don't want to be nosy. ”
"Teacher Lin, for the sake of the old man's face, let's go for a trip. Yan Guoan stood up and pleaded.
Lin Fan just wanted to say that your face was useless, but Li Tianren spoke: "Lin Fan, Elder Yan is my teacher." ”
Li Tianren couldn't bear to look at Yan Guoan's repeated pleading.
Li Shuyao pouted and said unhappily: "Lin Fan, do you know how to respect your elders, are you going to be angry with me?"
The father-in-law and wife both said this, and Lin Fan smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, Old Yan, then I'll take care of my affairs one more time." ”
Then, Yan Guoan and others followed Mo Daozhong and his party to the Qingteng Medical Center.
After entering the door, the guys from the Qingteng Medical Center closed the door.
Mo Daozhong and the others arrived first, and they had already gathered in the inner hall.
"Tianlei, hold on, don't die, Dad will save you. Mo Daozhong's sad voice came.
Lin Fan stepped forward quickly, and when everyone saw him arrive, they automatically got out of the way.
Mo Tianlei is about 30 years old, lying on a bench at the moment, his eyes closed, as if he were asleep, his bare skin purple-red.
Mo Daozhong pricked Mo Tianlei with more than a dozen needles, all of which were acupuncture points to drive away evil spirits and dissipate qi, Zhou Wangui trotted over with a bowl of medicine hall at this time, he broke Mo Tianlei's mouth and forcibly poured it in.
Lin Fan sniffed it and knew that it was "Ten Perfections to Dispel Poison." "A decoction that cures a lot of poisons.
But no matter how hard he tried, Mo Tianlei just couldn't wake up, and the purple red of his skin couldn't go away.
"It's strange, the general poisoning is jet black, why is Mo Tianlei purple-red?" said Su Qingfeng of the Caotang Medical Center puzzled.
Everyone was also at a loss.
"Why don't you try medicinal fumigation. Zhao Jiuling of Liyuan Medical Center suggested.
Medicinal fumigation is the burning of herbs and the burning of the sick.
"Now I don't even know what poison Mo Tianlei has been in, what is the use of the medicine. ”
"Lao Mo, send Feihong Hospital to do a blood analysis, maybe you can get the ingredients of the poison, and then make an antidote. Chen Yuanshan saw Mo Tianlei's symptoms, and he didn't dare to let him go to his own traditional Chinese medicine hospital, and no one was cured well.
Mo Daozhong looked at his dying son, his heart was like a knife, and his old tears flowed, "I, Mo Daozhong, have studied Chinese medicine all my life, and I can't even save my own son, woo woo...... What a piece of shit!"
Mo Daozhong's sad and desolate voice made everyone feel sad.
"Curator, what should I do, the eldest young master's breath is getting weaker and weaker?" Zhou Wangui shouted anxiously with his pulse.
"Send to the hospital, to Feihong Hospital. "Mo Daozhong has no choice.
When everyone was about to carry Mo Tianlei, Lin Fan said: "If you move, he will die faster." ”