Chapter 9 Bamaomen [Revise the order of the chapters, if there is any inconvenience, please forgive me for worshipping Gao]

Director Qian of the Teaching Office had already been greeted by Zhang Yuanchao, and he didn't talk too much nonsense at the moment, so he took Xiao Xiaotian to the campus of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. 【Text Release】

There are eight teaching and research groups in the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and Xiao Xiaotian was assigned to one group.

The leader of the group was a middle-aged woman in her fifties, with a bun and a pair of black-rimmed glasses, looking very old-fashioned.

In addition to this group leader, there are three colleagues in the department, one man and one woman. Director Qian introduced each other and said, "This is Huang Qiusheng and Huang Team Leader of the Teaching and Research Group, and her will arrange your work tasks in the future." ”

When Xiao Xiaotian first entered your place, he couldn't be too public, he just nodded and said, "Team Leader Huang!"

Team Leader Huang said: "Mr. Xiao came on the first day, and I don't know what you're good at. In this way, in our teaching and research group, there is a shortage of teachers in the four courses of Chinese foundation, Chinese diagnosis, Jinkui and Chinese medicine gynecology. ”

Director Qian's guidance has been completed, so he said goodbye and left. Xiao Xiaotian watched him leave, and then he scratched his head a little stammeringly and said, "What is Zhongji, Zhongdiao, and Jinkui?"

This TCM gynecology can be understood, but it is ...... Ahem, it's not that I'm not bad at it, but I can't say that I'm good at Chinese medicine gynecology, right? If I really say it, I don't know what this colleague will think.

"Pounce!" A colleague wearing a pair of round-framed glasses squirted out a sip of tea he had just drunk, sprayed it all on the newspaper he was holding, and hurriedly reached out to clean it, sweeping away the water droplets on the newspaper: "I don't know this? Are you still a Chinese medicine doctor? Isn't this the old three: the basic theory of Chinese medicine, referred to as Zhongji, Chinese medicine diagnostics, and Jinkui Yaoluo!"

As he spoke, he shook his head again and again. This new kid is simply a 2 goods, presumably something came in through the back door.

Xiao Xiaotian smiled awkwardly and said, "I understand it when I say this." "Thinking about it, among these four subjects, only TCM diagnostics has a relatively high degree of flexibility, and of course it is the first choice. So he said, "I've been diagnosed in the middle of the lesson!"

Huang Qiu said: "That's fine." As he spoke, his eyes roamed over Xiao Xiaotian's body and nodded again and again.

Xiao Xiaotian didn't understand what she meant, could it be that the quality of medical skills was all written on her appearance?

Huang Qiusheng said: "Then, welcome Mr. Xiao to join the teaching and research group!"

There was sparse applause in the office, and Xiao Xiaotian bowed in a circle and said, "Thank you for your love!"

"Chinese diagnosis is the most difficult subject in Chinese medicine, boy, you can ask for more blessings!"

The male teacher with the newspaper held a glass of water and muttered to himself, "I'll go to the class to have a look, and you can talk." ”

Say it and turn away.

Just walked to the door. , Suddenly, a strong force rushed in from outside the door, and there was a crisp click, and the water cup fell low in response. The male teacher took two steps behind him and said angrily, "What person!"

Then there was a crying voice, "My son, you must hold on......"

This voice is high-pitched, despair and hope coexist, it can really be said that it is not knowing the taste of meat for three days.

Xiao Xiaotian and the others looked at it, it was a young woman holding a child, and her face was full of tears and crying bitterly.

Xiao Xiaotian helped the young woman to sit steadily, but Huang Qiusheng said: "Is this an outpatient clinic, go to the affiliated hospital of the medical school to see a doctor." ”

Huang Qiusheng didn't have a trace of emotion in his words, and directly refused.

Xiao Xiaotian said: "It's not a big deal to diagnose and treat." ”

The three of them got up from their seats at the same time, and the woman knelt on the ground and said, "Please, doctor, if I hadn't had no choice, I wouldn't have thought of coming here to ask for help." Please, doctor, will you show my son?"

Huang Qiusheng turned his head away and stopped talking.

If you don't object, you indirectly agree, Xiao Xiaotian knows the Tao here, and he doesn't talk nonsense at the moment, so he put three fingers on the pulse of the child in the woman's arms.

This child is skinny and skinny, with a yellow face and thin muscles. It looked like it was only three or five months in size, but its abdomen was swollen and bulging like a ball. The mouth didn't stop crying at all.

Xiao Xiaotian knocked a few times, and the sound of the drum was clear.

The male teacher who dropped the water cup took his pulse a few times and said: "The pulse is weak, it should be a false evidence, this abdomen is distended, it should be qi." What's the use of percussion!"

Xiao Xiaotian has long known that there is a clear distinction between Chinese and Western medicine in this Dongjiang Medical College, and even between the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine and the Western Medical College, there is a high wall, and there is only one small door to enter and exit. There was a barbed wire fence on the fence, and the signs on it said "Climb Rigorously" and "High Voltage Danger" were electrified.

Now as soon as the male teacher opened his mouth, he belittled the percussion of Western medicine as worthless, and Xiao Xiaotian also secretly laughed in his heart. Traditional Chinese medicine is about inclusiveness, and it is difficult for a person with such a temperament as this male teacher to have profound achievements in Chinese medicine.

Xiao Xiaotian comforted the woman holding the child and said, "I look at this pulse, although it is weak, it is sonorous and powerful, and it should be an empirical performance." This little patient should have abnormal intestinal development, and it is estimated that he should go to the hospital for surgery. ”

The woman with the child looked at this and at that, not knowing who to listen to.

Huang Qiusheng glanced at the child, but asked the other two teachers, "What do you say?"

Another male teacher said, "I agree with Teacher Sun. ”

Teacher Sun Dacheng, who was hit and dropped the cup, nodded again and again, smiling at the corner of his mouth.

The only female teacher said, "I didn't have a clear diagnosis." "It turned out that both sides didn't want to be offended.

However, the eyes of several people looked at Xiao Xiaotian, and the meaning was very obvious: You kid, are you a Chinese medicine doctor? I don't even know the abbreviation of the basic Chinese medicine, and on the first day I come to work, I suggest that the patient go for surgery in Western medicine! This is unacceptable under any circumstances.

"Then Teacher Xiao, let me ask you, how much did you say this child would cost to have surgery?" asked Huang Qiusheng with squinted eyes.

Xiao Xiaotian pondered for a moment, looked at the child's situation again, and said, "If you are hospitalized for surgery, it will take at least 30,000 or 50,000 yuan to solve it!"

"So much!" the child's mother widened her eyes and said in disbelief: "Our doll has not had a bowel movement for seven days, so does this cost so much money for surgery?"

Sun Dacheng said with a smile: "Teacher Xiao only came today, and I don't know the magic of Chinese medicine. The pulse diagnosis needs to be strengthened!" As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Xiao Xiaotian, which had a profound meaning.

I saw him reflexively walk back to his desk, open the drawer and take out a small plastic bottle.

Xiao Xiaotian recognized that it was a Kaisailu and Western medicine, hum. However, this sentence was not spoken, and he quietly observed what good way Sun Dacheng had.

That Sun Dacheng has some small problems with chapped hands and feet, and often uses Kaiser liquid to smear his hands, so it is also a standing item.

[Gordon: There are two kinds of kessel dew, the one containing glycerin can be used to wipe hands, and the one containing sorbitol is not. 】

Sun Dacheng took the cork dew, squeezed half a bottle into the little patient's little fart, and said, "Okay, after half an hour, the stool will be smooth, I will prescribe a prescription for you to moisten the intestines, and it will be fine soon!"

"Thank you, thank you!" the woman hugged the child and thanked her busily, and Sun Dacheng spread out a prescription slip, took out a soft pen, pondered for a while, and a beautiful fly-headed small letter jumped on the paper.

Sun Dacheng's prescription was a little slow, and the child over there was already crying even more, and there was a fart, and suddenly the stench in the teaching and research room was stinking, and the child had already pulled it out.

The female teacher took a garbage bag and said with concern: "Don't go out, just poop the child here." ”

"Uh-huh!" the parent replied, hugging the child and shushing.

"Flutter Bab ......" "Flutter Bab ......"

The child's lower abdomen deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye, his eyes narrowed, and he fell into a groggy sleep.

The parent was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Teacher Sun, ......Doctor Sun!"

Sun Dacheng smiled and waved his hand: "What do you say about money and not money? This thing is very common, and it is only eight cents on the market, so you don't need to give it." Then go to the attached courtyard to fry this recipe, don't be nervous. ”

The woman was naturally very grateful, and glanced at Xiao Xiaotian fiercely, and then snorted again, and then took Doctor Sun's prescription and went happily. After a while, he turned around and said, "Doctor Sun! Tomorrow is free, I must send you a pennant!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the black garbage bag in his hand, smiled awkwardly, and took it out to throw it away.

"I can't see such a simple qi, what level can this Chinese medicine have?" Sun Dacheng glanced at Xiao Xiaotian dissatisfied, and said, "Just this and brag about which subject can be taught?"

Xiao Xiaotian turned to one side, letting this cowhide coaxed Sun Dacheng take the first step.

The female teacher smiled: "Teacher Sun is like this, his temper is a little weird, but his medical attainments are still quite high, and you will slowly know after getting along for a long time." ”

The kind reminder, Xiao Xiaotian was very useful, nodded and said with a smile: "Thank you." ”

"Do you still have so much confidence that you can teach any subject?" Huang Qiusheng laughed.

"Of course!" Xiao Xiaotian nodded heavily and said, "What's this? ”

The parents did not cooperate, and no matter how good Xiao Xiaotian's doctor was, there was no way.

But next time, it won't be as simple as 350,000.

"Flutter!" Several teachers laughed, this Xiao Xiaotian is really stubborn, if he doesn't give up to the Yellow River, then this is! I really don't know where his self-confidence comes from.

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