Pulse diagnosis is a method used in traditional Chinese medicine to diagnose diseases, which only exists in ancient history and legends. In today's traditional Chinese medicine, no matter how superb the medical skills are, no one can diagnose the disease by diagnosing the pulse with a suspensory wire.

It is said that because of the ancient men and women, the imperial doctor entered Beijing to see the queen princesses, and could not directly use the look, smell, and ask to diagnose the condition, so he had to use the method of diagnosing the pulse of the suspensory silk to diagnose the condition through the powder tent.

This technique has been lost for many years.

Unexpectedly, Xu Xiangbei was so young that he actually knew how to diagnose the pulse of the hanging wire, which was really amazing!

"Hmph, you're just joking? Do you think you're the imperial doctor of the palace? This technique of diagnosing the pulse of the silk has long been lost, how can you be a little guy who doesn't have any hair. ”

Director Tang was so angry that his nose was crooked when he saw Xu Xiangbei selling his skills, and he was also very jealous of what he said.

"I'd like to see what kind of diagnosis you can give in a moment. ”

Tang Hao's face was gloomy and he spoke coldly.

The patient suffers from emphysema, and simply wants to diagnose the condition by looking, smelling, and asking questions, and it is inevitable that it is not intuitive to watch the film directly.

However, Tang Hao has already hidden the film, and Xu Xiangbei uses the suspensory wire to diagnose the condition is definitely not as accurate as him.

As a result, Xu Xiangbei is already lagging behind him in diagnosing his condition.

"Huh, this guy actually knows how to diagnose the pulse of the suspensory filament?"

Ding Keke stared at Xu Xiangbei in surprise, and his eyes became shiny and shiny.

It is said that the girl is pregnant with spring, Ding Keke graduated from Jinghua Medical University at the age of 19 because of her early study, and came to Jiangcheng Second People's Hospital to intern as a nurse.

As a student of a medical university, she is no stranger to the diagnosis of suspensory filaments, and knows that this is the method used by the ancient court imperial doctor to treat her mother.

However, this kind of miraculous method only exists in TV dramas.

Recently, she is chasing a costume drama with the theme of a palace imperial doctor, and she is especially fascinated by the handsome imperial doctor in the TV series.

Now, seeing that Xu Xiangbei actually knows how to diagnose the pulse of the suspensory filament, I can't help but feel a spring heart, and the eyes that look at Xu Xiangbei have become a little obsessed.

In the questioning and burning eyes of everyone, Xu Xiangbei stretched out three fingers unhurriedly, pinched the other end of the headband, straightened the rope, closed his eyes and carefully sensed the pulse.

Two minutes later, Xu Xiangbei opened his eyes, looked at the patient's tongue, and said with a smile: "Uncle, you are short of breath, a little tired, afraid of wind and sweating, fatigue and fatigue, weak tongue, thin or turbid moss, and slippery pulse, which is a manifestation of lung and kidney qi deficiency." If I'm not mistaken, you should be suffering from emphysema, with respiratory and cardiovascular diseases, which is already very serious. ”

Wow!

As soon as the words fell, Tang Hao, Zhang Fuen, Ding Keke and others all gasped and looked at Xu Xiangbei with a look of surprise.

Xu Xiangbei actually accurately diagnosed the patient's condition just by diagnosing the pulse of the suspensory wire!

"Tsk, it seems that Mr. Xu is not playing tricks! Haha, I didn't expect that the long-lost quintessence of the suspensory silk diagnosis pulse still has a successor!"

Dean Zhang Fuen was so excited that he couldn't say anything.

Zhang Xuesong sat aside and said with a smile: "Uncle, I don't come to Jiangcheng often, the reason why I try my best to recommend Mr. Xu to you this time is to let you cultivate him well, so that he can shine under your hands, in addition to benefiting the society, we can also follow the light." ”

Zhang Fuen nodded in agreement.

"Wow, that's handsome......"

Ding Keke subconsciously snorted, but soon, he realized something, and shook his head: "Bah, what am I thinking? This guy is a stinky rascal and has no public morality, why would I praise him for being handsome......"

"Young man, can you cure me?"

The middle-aged patient excitedly held Xu Xiangbei's hand, not disgusted at all that he didn't wash his hands after going to the toilet.

"Hmph, Xu Xiangbei, give me your treatment plan. ”

Tang Hao couldn't wait to urge.

His treatment plan was modified and processed by Director Tang himself, and has been approved by Zhang Fuen and Zhang Xuesong.

He didn't believe that Xu Xiangbei would be able to give a better treatment plan.

As long as Xu Xiangbei's treatment plan is not as good as his, he will win this game.

"Uncle, how many packs of cigarettes do you usually smoke a day?"

Xu Xiangbei looked at the middle-aged man with a smile and asked unhurriedly.

"I used to smoke fiercely, two packs a day, but since I found out about this disease, I don't dare to smoke anymore, quit!"

The middle-aged man said with a bitter face.

Xu Xiangbei nodded with satisfaction, and asked with a smile, "Do you drink?"

"Wine ...... I occasionally sneak a sip ......"

The middle-aged man lowered his head and said hesitantly.

"What!?, you're sick like this, and you dare to drink?"

Tang Hao's eyes widened, and he was so angry.

"Uncle, you can't do this, you drink too little, it's not enjoyable, and it's not good for your body. ”

Xu Xiangbei took over the conversation, and said in a smooth tone: "I suggest that you drink two meals of wine a day and a bowl of rice wine at one time." ”

"Doctor, you...... You're kidding, right?"

The middle-aged man looked at Xu Xiangbei suspiciously.

"Xu Xiangbei, this is your treatment plan?"

Tang Hao was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Xu Xiangbei with a sneer on his face, undisguised his disdain.

Xu Xiangbei smiled slightly and nodded.

"Hahaha, Xu Xiangbei, you kid is really a scumbag, as a doctor, you should save lives and help the wounded, but you are good, you actually persuade patients to drink. Do you wish that the patient died early and was reincarnated?"

Director Tang shook his head and sneered, and began to complain to Dean Zhang Fuen: "Dean, you have also seen that this Xu Xiangbei's treatment plan is actually to let the patient drink alcohol twice a day. Drinking like this can cause normal people to collapse, let alone patients with emphysema. His treatment in this way is completely irresponsible, if there is a medical accident and a medical trouble, the signboard of our First People's Hospital will be destroyed in his hands!"

Director Tang was bent on favoring his son Tang Hao, and he didn't give Xu Xiangbei any affection.

"Mr. Xu, I would like to hear your explanation. ”

Dean Zhang Fuen didn't pay attention to Director Tang, but just looked at Xu Xiangbei with a calm face, waiting for his explanation.

"Rice wine nourishes the lungs, you don't understand such simple pharmacology? Sure enough, the mud can't support the wall. ”

Xu Xiangbei's nose twitched, and he said impatiently: "Dean, I heard that you are the Taishan Beidou in the Chinese medicine world, and your medical skills are outstanding. But your question is too naïve, and I was surprised by the low level of your question. I don't even want to compete for the position of Head of TCM now. ”

Zhang Fuen's old face turned red and trembled with anger.

Who doesn't know that rice wine nourishes the lungs?

The problem is that it is impossible to cure emphysema just by drinking rice wine, and the patient in front of him is in the advanced stage of emphysema, which may cause heart disease at any time.

Zhang Fuen's meaning was to ask Xu Xiangbei to say a specific treatment plan, but Xu Xiangbei sneered when he opened his mouth, so angry that Zhang Fuen couldn't control his concentration cultivated by age and wanted to scold his mother.

"Young man, I won't drink rice wine, I'll just drink some Chinese medicine, I don't want to die early. ”

The middle-aged man still didn't trust Xu Xiangbei very much, holding the prescription given by Director Tang in his hand, and got up to leave.

"Wait. ”

Xu Xiangbei snorted and beckoned: "My treatment is not over yet, next I will give you a massage to help you expel the waste gas accumulated in the body, as long as the waste gas in the body is regularly discharged, there will be no lung bullae, let alone a year or two, even living seventy or eighty years old is not a problem." ”

"What!?Can I live to be seventy or eighty?"

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he immediately sat down.

Xu Xiangbei stepped forward, his index finger and middle finger together, secretly operated his internal force, and began to massage the patient's chest, throat, shoulders, and back with force and luck.

The patient's face was pained, his breathing became rapid, and five minutes later, with a whoosh, a puddle of black phlegm spat out of his throat, and the stench of black phlegm was in the garbage can.

"It's ......"

Zhang Fuen, Director Tang and others all looked at the black phlegm in the trash can in shock, and they couldn't speak for a long time.

Xu Xiangbei, just by massage, expelled the exhaust gas accumulated in the lungs of the patient, which is also incredible.

You know, as long as you can expel the exhaust gas from your lungs, then emphysema is not life-threatening!

"Alright. You can just come and let me massage once a month, remember to have two meals of rice wine a day, a big bowl of rice, and I am in a hurry with you if you drink less. ”

Xu Xiangbei clapped his hands and beckoned to Ding Keke, who was stunned on the side: "Sister Coco, why are you stunned? Aren't you responsible for serving and urinating to the patient? Quickly take it out and pour it, it stinks to me." ”

Pour urine on?

Ding Keke pinched his nose and walked over, lifted the garbage bag, and when he heard this, he almost couldn't help but slap the garbage bag on Xu Xiangbei's face.

It's infuriating!

"Divine Doctor, you are really a Divine Doctor! My breathing has become much easier, and I have never breathed so smoothly in many years!"

The middle-aged man stood up excitedly, held Xu Xiangbei's hand, and said that he was about to kneel down and kowtow to Xu Xiangbei.