Chapter 3 Divine Doctor (Three More Collections, Recommended)

Dr. Liu said: "I just received a call saying that something happened at home, and other colleagues are very busy, so I would like to ask you to help me take over the shift, which will only take an hour or two." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Su Nian was a little speechless, "Doctor Liu, you're not joking with me, are you?" I've only been to school for a few days, how can I help you substitute for you? ā€

Dr. Liu smiled bitterly and said, "You also know that my TCM department is the most idle department in the hospital, and usually there will not be a single patient for ten days and half a month, so you just need to help me sign in there." ā€

Su Nian thought for a while and said, "If I only help you sign in, it's okay, I know Aunt Wang who is in charge of signing in very well, but what if there is a leader above to check?" ā€

Dr. Liu said, "The president and vice president are all my friends, if you really come for a check-up, will they embarrass you?" ā€

"Okay, but ......" Su Nian pointed to Qin Ke beside him, "I want him to go with me." ā€

Dr. Liu said, "That's no problem, you two young people are together, it's good to get along more, haha......"

In the Chinese medicine department, two fake doctors in white coats sat there as if they were bored.

As Dr. Liu said, this TCM department is really a great one.

Outside the window, patients come and go, but none of them come to see Chinese medicine.

After sitting for half an hour, Su Nian fell asleep on the table, and her sister's recent work made her physically and mentally exhausted; Qin Ke sat on a chair and read it carefully with a copy of "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases".

"Excuse me, is Dr. Liu here?" After a while, a migrant worker knocked softly on the door.

"Oh, he's not here, is there anything wrong with you?" Qin Ke put down the book in his hand and stood up from his seat.

As soon as he stood up, Su Nian beside him woke up after him, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and saw the person clearly, "Uncle Wang, why are you here?" Hurry inside please! ā€

The migrant worker surnamed Wang walked in with his hand on his waist and said to Su Nian, "Nian girl, where is Doctor Liu?" I'm still sick with back pain, come and see him! ā€

Su Nian brought a chair for Uncle Wang to sit down, "Doctor Liu has something to do today, so let me work here as a substitute, or will you come back tomorrow?" ā€

"I'm afraid it won't work tomorrow, the work on this construction site can't be delayed for a day, otherwise Zhou Papi will not be paid at the end of the year."

Uncle Wang pointed at Qin Ke and said to Su Nian, "This is Dr. Liu's new apprentice, right?" It's not a serious illness, but my back hurts so much that I can't pick cement. After resting at home for a long time, I was kicked out by your Aunt Huang, why don't you ask this doctor to show me? Let me deal with the past today. ā€

Su Nian sneered, and when he wanted to bury Qin Ke when he was still a patient, he thought that he had just prescribed medicine to Meng Meng, and he seemed to know some medical skills.

And Uncle Wang is also an acquaintance, Su Nian knows that he is a person who eats by hard work, and there are two little guys at home who are waiting to be fed, and this illness cannot be delayed for a day.

If Qin Ke really had that ability, it wouldn't hurt to let him see it.

Thinking of this, Su Nian turned his head and asked Qin Ke, "Don't you know a little bit about medical skills?" Just show it to Uncle Wang. ā€

Qin Ke smiled, walked in front of Uncle Wang, stretched out his hand and groped around his waist a few times, and saw the crux of the problem, "You hurt your waist before, and your bones are not in position, so you fell into trouble." You sit still, I'll take you back. ā€

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Ke grabbed Uncle Wang's arm with one hand, and pressed his waist a few times with the other hand, and before the screams rushed out of his mouth, Qin Ke had already taken the bone for him.

"Do you stand up and move a few times now, and see if your back still hurts?" Qin Ke smiled at Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang stood up according to his words, moved a few times, and twisted his waist, and said to Qin Ke in surprise: "Hey, it really doesn't hurt anymore." ā€

Qin Ke smiled, "Although it's okay now, you have to pay attention in the future, your waist is your capital to eat." ā€

"Yes, yes, yes." Uncle Wang rubbed his hands with a dry smile, and asked Qin Ke with a red face, "Doctor, you have treated this disease, how much is it, can you make an IOU?" I know you interns don't have much money, but my salary won't be settled until the end of the year, so can you slow it down? ā€

Qin Ke smiled and waved his hand, "If you don't do it, you won't collect money." ā€

When Uncle Wang heard that Qin Ke didn't charge money for treatment, he was immediately a little unhappy, "How can this work without money?" You also rely on this to eat, you can tell the number, and I will personally send you to your house during the New Year. ā€

Qin Ke touched his nose stupidly, "It's just a hands-on thing, there's no need for that." ā€

Su Nian also helped on the side: "Uncle Wang, the doctor said that if you don't collect money, you won't collect money, you better go to the construction site quickly, otherwise you will be delayed for a day's meal." ā€

"But......" Uncle Wang wanted to say something, but Su Nian pushed him out of the door of the department, "Uncle Wang, you can do your work with peace of mind." ā€

Seeing Uncle Wang away, Su Nian stared at Qin Ke with interest, looking up and down, until he saw that the latter was uncomfortable, and then smiled: "It's so simple that you fooled it?" ā€

Qin Ke touched his nose stupidly, "What do you mean by flickering?" I relied on real talent to heal him. ā€

"Just you?" Su Nian pursed his lips and smiled, and when he was about to make fun of Qin Ke, Uncle Wang went and returned, and brought a couple of migrant workers who were unable to walk.

Seeing their anxious appearance, Su Nian hurriedly greeted them, "Uncle Wang, do you have anything else?" ā€

Uncle Wang pointed to a couple beside him, "The two of them are also here to see Dr. Liu, since he is not here, can you let this little doctor take a look?" ā€

Hearing the word "divine doctor", Su Nian almost laughed, didn't he cure your waist disease, this is considered a miracle doctor?

Qin Ke casually brought two chairs and walked up and asked the two couples who were unable to walk to sit down.

Qin Ke hadn't spoken yet, the man squinted his eyes, and asked Uncle Wang very unfavorably, "Old ...... King, he ...... All right? What does this look like...... The appearance is too ...... Young, right? ā€

Uncle Wang whispered: "Old Yang, I can't still lie to you." I was cured of this back pain, you didn't see it just now, he just pinched me a few times, and it didn't hurt immediately, according to me, he is even more powerful than Dr. Liu. ā€

Lao Yang said, "You...... Don't, don't frame me, I'm sick...... I have seen several famous doctors...... None of them were cured, he ...... He definitely doesn't, no, we, we're still waiting, waiting, waiting for Dr. Liu, come back, come back. ā€

After finishing speaking, Lao Yang pulled his wife and walked out of the door, but was stopped by Uncle Wang, "Lao Yang, can I still pit you?" This little miracle doctor is really godly, anyway, now that Dr. Liu is not here, you just let him take a look, and it won't cost you a penny to see a doctor, what if he is cured? ā€

Lao Yang waved his hand, "Don't ...... I...... I don't occupy it, I occupy that, little ...... Small cheap. ā€

Lao Yang insisted on leaving, but Uncle Wang couldn't hold back, so he could only turn his head and give Qin Ke a look, hoping that he could keep this old friend who was more stubborn.

Qin Ke smiled and said to Lao Yang from afar: "Uncle Yang, you have sun disease, right?" This is commonly referred to as a stroke. ā€

What Qin Ke said before, Lao Yang didn't care, but the word "stroke" made him stop, turned his head, and looked at Qin Ke with a puzzled look.

Qin Ke smiled slightly and continued: "[Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases] has a saying, sun disease, fever and sweating, bad wind, and slow pulse, also known as stroke. Mild: fever, chills, headache, strong neck, pulse floating; Heavy: faint, unfavorable speech, half-body, crooked tongue. I'm afraid that your disease is terminal, and ordinary doctors really can't cure it. ā€

Although what Qin Ke said was a little difficult to understand, and there were a few sentences of classical Chinese in the middle, Lao Yang had also seen Chinese medicine before, and the symptoms that the Chinese medicine doctor said at the beginning were very similar to what this young man said, but they were not as detailed as him.

Nodding, Lao Yang began to believe the young "doctor" in front of him, and pulled his wife back to her seat.

Uncle Wang also followed back, and secretly gave Qin Ke a thumbs up.

Qin Ke also said: "There are many causes of stroke, such as poor diet, coronary heart disease, diabetes, hyperlipidemia, cervical spondylosis, etc., come, give me your hand and give you a pulse." ā€

Lao Yang Yiyan stretched out his hand and asked him to take the pulse. Qin Ke listened attentively, and after a while of silence, he said, "You have high blood pressure, it seems that this is the main cause of stroke." ā€

Lao Yang looked at Qin Ke strangely, "You...... You, how, how...... Aware? ā€

Qin Ke smiled, "Judging from your pulse, and you have been drinking for a long time, which has led to frequent high blood pressure, that's why this stroke is so serious." ā€

"That'...... The Miracle Doctor...... This disease...... Some...... Is there a cure? ā€

Lao Yang has now been completely convinced by Qin Ke, although the "doctor" in front of him is young, but just by taking the pulse, he can deduce that he has high blood pressure, and he can also point out that he has a habit of alcoholism.

This is simply godly, ordinary doctors, even famous doctors, have to use scientific instruments to find out these cruxes.

"Wait, I'll prescribe a prescription for you, as long as you take it on time and in the right amount, within three weeks, this disease will definitely be cured."

Qin Ke stood up, returned to the back of the desk, casually found a pen and paper, and was about to give Lao Yang a prescription, but when he thought that his words were very ugly, he could only hand the pen and paper to Su Nian on the side, "My handwriting is ugly, or I say you remember!" ā€

Su Nian hid his face and chuckled, "Okay, you say slow down, I may not be able to write the names of some Chinese medicines." ā€

Qin Ke nodded, "Three taels of cinnamon branches, peeled, three taels of peony, three taels of licorice, three taels of ginger, and ten jujubes, boiled into cinnamon branch soup, which is the main medicine for stroke."

This side, after the three pairs of stomachs, they have to change to another side. ā€

After letting Su Nian change a piece of paper, he continued: "Four taels of kudzu, three taels of ephedra (to the knot), two taels of licorice, two taels of peony, two taels of cinnamon branches (peeled), three taels of ginger, half a summer and half a liter, twelve jujubes, and one coin of strychnine......"

Just as Qin Ke was about to finish reciting the Chinese medicine on the prescription, a scolding came in from outside the window, "Nonsense, strychnine is poison, how can it be written into the prescription?" ā€

PS: Question: "What are the six classics of typhoid fever and miscellaneous diseases?" ā€