Chapter 7: Old Chinese Medicine Practitioners
"Alright, that's all for today! I'll give you an injection every day at this time, about seven days! In addition, if you suffer from impotence ~ impotence, this can also be cured. About thirty minutes later, Wang Feng slowly pulled the silver needle out of Chen Lixin's body.
Beads of sweat on his forehead covered a layer. The One Yuan Acquired Realm is just the most basic level of a medical cultivator, and it is already very good to be able to hold on for such a long time, Wang Feng already feels that the internal qi in his body is about to be exhausted at this moment.
"That's okay, why don't you stay here for a meal and go back!" Chen Lixin's expression at this time was more and more respectful.
Although Wang Feng's treatment did not recover, Chen Lixin already felt a difference. When the little brother was applying the needle, he felt a strange sense of comfort, which originally did not feel too much, but at this moment it seemed to have a little touch. He knew he had hope this time! And because of this, Chen Lixin is more respectful.
You must know your own life~ The root is in the hands of Wang Feng, if you accidentally offend, maybe there will be a miracle deviation in the treatment, and it will be too late for you to cry!
"No need!" Wang Feng waved his hand, it was not early at the moment, and he still had something to do! After speaking, Wang Feng opened the bedroom door and walked out directly.
"Wang Feng, that ...... How's my dad doing, what's the disease, he's fine! As soon as Wang Feng walked out of the room, Chen Xin, who was waiting on the side with a slightly anxious expression, immediately walked up.
"Uh...... This ......"
Wang Feng was also speechless for a while!
What does this say? Could it be that it is not okay to tell her directly that her father is in trouble?
"Wang Feng, you said it!" Looking at Wang Feng's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, an ominous meaning arose spontaneously from Chen Xin's heart. The eyes were flushed in an instant, and tears began to roll in the eye sockets.
"You... Don't cry first, your dad is fine, it's just a little problem, uh... After these few days of treatment, it is possible to recover! ”
Crying about dealing with sister paper, Wang Feng's square inch is a little messy, damn, he hasn't touched any sister paper before!
"Really?" Raising his head, his eyes were still red, Chen Xin's tone was full of doubts.
"Don't worry, there is a miracle doctor here, Uncle Chen's illness is not easy to catch......"
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"Oh, hello sir, what do you need?" Hurriedly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and the clerk hurriedly asked.
After finally getting Chen Xin, after Wang Feng left the villa, he didn't go back directly, but went to a pharmacy not far from the house he rented.
The sky was still approaching dusk, and the early autumn night was already a little cooler, and there weren't many people on the streets. In the pharmacy, except for the two clerks, there is only an old doctor sitting in front of the reception desk, wearing a white coat and reading the newspaper.
Spring is sleepy and there is no business to make the two clerks drowsy! It wasn't until Wang Feng walked in front of them and knocked on the glass table on the counter that a clerk woke up.
"Do you have needles in your store?" Wang Feng's gaze swept forward, but he didn't find what he needed, and couldn't help asking,
"Needle? You said acupuncture supplies, right? As he spoke, he rummaged through the counter in front of him, and soon a large box was taken out.
"This is our latest product, Air Acupuncture, which ......"
"Are there any others?" Looking at the box, Wang Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and he interrupted directly before the clerk finished speaking, that thing didn't have any effect on him!
"Then look at this, it's a traditional ......"
After spending more than ten minutes in the pharmacy, the clerk took out four or five acupuncture products, but obviously, Wang Feng didn't like them.
It's not that his vision is too high, but those things really have no effect on him, either air acupuncture or electricity, and finally came to a needle used in traditional acupuncture, which is not silver.
"Young man, do you need a silver needle?" Just when Wang Feng was about to leave, the old doctor who was sitting on the side looked leisurely, put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at Wang Feng, his eyes were bright, full of aura like a child, but he had the wisdom of an old man
"Yes!"
Wang Feng's footsteps stopped, his eyes looked at the old doctor, the old doctor had a childish face, an elegant smile, and a pleasant demeanor, it was hard to believe that in such a bright modern city, there could still be people who maintained this kind of indifferent temperament like mountains and rivers, Wang Feng thought of an idiom, fairy wind bones.
"Come, sit down!"
The old doctor waved his hand and pointed to a chair in front of him, and Wang Feng had no scruples, so he sat down directly.
"Young man, sweat on his forehead, his body is a little weak, his consumption is too great, he has to rest!"
This old doctor has two hits!
Although he looks like he is over seventy years old, the old doctor's eyes are not cloudy, just a glance at Wang Feng has already penetrated Wang Feng's current situation, this eyesight is impossible to practice without many years of medical experience.
"Thank you for your concern!"
Wang Feng nodded, with a hint of gratitude and respect in his eyes: "The old gentleman knows where there are silver needles?" ”
"Are you also a doctor?" The old doctor did not answer Wang Feng first, but opened his mouth to ask.
"I'm just a student, but I'm just interested in Chinese medicine, and occasionally dabbling in it!" Wang Feng didn't tell him, only he could know the secrets of the medical door!
"Oh, interested in Chinese medicine?" As soon as Wang Feng's words came out, it aroused the interest of the old doctor, and he didn't expect anyone to be interested in this lonely era of traditional Chinese medicine.
"Can you tell us about your thoughts on Chinese medicine?"
"Traditional Chinese medicine is actually the crystallization of thousands of years of wisdom and experience in China...... If we can abandon the kind of reserved teaching methods left by the older generation, but vigorously develop and promote it, I believe that the current Chinese medicine is no worse than Western medicine, and even in many ways, Western medicine is no match for Chinese medicine! Speaking of this, Wang Feng's tone was also quite emotional, this was not Wang Feng's pretending, but the expression of true feelings. The decline of Chinese medicine is not due to the prevalence of Western medicine, but more importantly, it has been adhering to the conservative tradition that has been passed down for many years.
Retention, personal transmission, uniqueness! This is the tradition of Chinese medicine, and it is also the failure of Chinese medicine in inheritance.
"yes!" Wang Feng's words also resonated in the old doctor's heart, and he sighed slightly sentimentally.
“……”
"Young man, I don't know which medical school you are!" Chatting and chatting, the old doctor had already noticed that Wang Feng was a little different from the other students. Although there are still some deviations in the understanding of some things in traditional Chinese medicine, it is already very good, and I can't help but take a few glances at Wang Fenggao.
"This ...... Actually, I'm just a junior in high school! Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said with a look of embarrassment.
"A junior in high school? Good, good, good! The old doctor's expression couldn't help but perk, he looked at Wang Feng a few times in disbelief, and said a few good words one after another.
"I didn't expect a high school student to have a more thorough understanding of Chinese medicine than many medical school graduates, and he can create talents!"
"The old gentleman is ridiculous!" Wang Feng was also made a little unnatural.
"There's a lot to learn!"
If it weren't for the similarity between the methods of medicine and Chinese medicine, Wang Feng would not know so much knowledge of Chinese medicine, if Wang Feng had been put aside before, he would definitely not be bored to read books on Chinese medicine, after all, the difficult and difficult things to understand are really not interesting to most people.
"Hehe, don't be modest!" As he spoke, the old doctor opened the drawer of the table in front of him, and a bag of things was taken out by him, and laid it out on the table, and the slender silver needles were neatly stacked on a large piece of cotton cloth.
"It's what you want, and now it's yours!"
"Since the old gentleman said so, then I might as well be respectful!" Wang Feng won't chirp so much, it seems too fake.
"I don't know the old gentleman's name yet!"
After taking the old doctor's things and chatting for so long, Wang Feng suddenly remembered that he didn't even know what the old doctor's name was.
"Huh!"
The old doctor smiled and did not answer Wang Feng directly: "In the coming year, when you are admitted to Yanjing Medical University, you will know!" ”