Doctor?

How did the three Kham brothers know I was a doctor? Why did I suddenly get exposed?

Wrong! It's not that I'm exposed, it's that my whereabouts have long been known!

Forget it, I'm a guest, people are the host, and the guest is as the host.

After Basang had spoken to the man of the compound, the man came up to me, bowed, and said to me in Chinese, which was not very fluent: "Distinguished guest from afar, I know that you are a doctor who has mastered the supreme art of medicine, so my friend, I have brought you here, hoping that you will be able to heal my old mother's illness." ”

I grinned, and said in my heart that this Tibetan compatriot is polite.

But then, the other said, "My friend Basang told me that you have a pair of hands that can cure any disease, so please be sure to cure my old mother." ”

It's over, this time, the big tall hat for me to wear. If it's an advanced cancer, or something terminal, wouldn't it kill me?

I, my Ji family's medical skills and reputation, aren't they going to smash on this snowy plateau?

My heart sank.

A smile on his face: "This, you must do your best, definitely." Also, uncle, what is your name, your old mother, what kind of disease is she having? ”

Next, my uncle told me that his name is Suo Lang Wangdui, his mother is 81 years old this year, and she had a stroke the year before last. But just last spring, the elderly suddenly had headaches.

Suo Lang is a big family in Yajiang, money or something, naturally needless to say, to be honest, people are richer than some of the mainland's millionaires.

Solang was a dutiful son, so he sought medical treatment everywhere. During this period, I have taken Tibetan medicine, practiced acupuncture, and used moxibustion methods, including thunder fire needles and awakening brain patches, and such methods have also been used.

But now, the old man took medicine and spoiled his stomach. Walking needles, I am afraid at the first sight of the needle. The skin on the head of the plaster is ulcerated, and it still doesn't get better.

Later, I asked about Western medicine. Similarly, the side effects of Western medicine are greater, and for this reason, the elderly have completely developed stomach ulcers.

Now I have a headache, and it's still not good.

When the seizure started, the old man was in pain, and he wanted to bang his head against the wall.

Solang gave me his old mother's headache, and he was convinced that I could cure his mother's headache.

I listened to Uncle Solang's explanation.

I have a slight headache......

Well, let's not talk about it for now, let's go into the house.

The house was very large and beautifully decorated, and we went to the fire room, and as soon as we entered the house, some beautiful Tibetan girls came up and took my daughter away.

The three Kangba men were estimated to be tired last night, so when they arrived at the fire room, they found a place to rest, and they were not polite, and fell asleep.

I dropped off my luggage.

Solang ordered a banquet to be prepared for me.

I waved my hand and said, "See a doctor first, and then eat meat and drink wine after seeing the doctor." ”

Solang smiled: "Sure enough, he is a friend of Basang, and his personality is the same as that of Basang, he is the same as Basang." Come...... I'll take you to see the old mother. ”

With that, we got up and went to the scripture hall.

The prayer hall of Solang's house is very large.

It's as big as a small temple.

In the prayer hall, there were no electric lights, only a few butter lamps scattered in the corners radiated a dim light.

The room was quiet, except for the faint sound of chanting.

Solang led me, walked slowly, and then whispered, "Grandma......"

A dark figure in the corner, holding a prayer cylinder that was constantly shaking in his hand, turned his head leisurely.

When I looked, ouch, this old man is so thin, he is really skinny.

Her face was carved with deep wrinkles one after another, and her bronzed skin was reflected in the light, scattering a copper sheen full of mulberry.

Dressed in typical Tibetan clothes, she slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw me, a smile appeared on her lips, and then she said a string of Tibetan words that I didn't understand.

Solang said to me, "Grandma, this is welcoming guests from afar. ”

I folded my hands and saluted the old man in return.

Because the light was too dim, I couldn't make a diagnosis by looking at God, so I had to use the pulse diagnosis technique.

After obtaining the old man's permission, I sat down on a cushion in the prayer hall, reached out and began to take the pulse and palpate it.

The pulse is measured.

Corresponding to the fingertips, no in the food, three fingers.

The left and right hands are facing each other, the left inch heart, the left liver, the left ulnar kidney, the right lung, the right spleen, and the right ulnar kidney.

Judging from the pulse of the elderly, the elderly suffer from typical stroke sequelae, which is what we often call migraine.

I looked at the old man's head carefully, and after asking for permission, I touched it with my finger and asked where it hurt and what kind of pain it was.

The old man meant that his head hurts now, but the pain is slightly lighter. During the day, when I wake up in the morning, the headache will be more severe.

I understand.

Vascular pain!

Next, I looked at the old man's tongue again. The fissure in the tongue is very noticeable. And moss red, thin. This shows that the yin in the stomach is deficient, and the yin fire is excessive, which is typical of gastric ulcer tongue.

This disease is quite contradictory right now.

Because, drugs that act on cerebrovascular diseases will inevitably hurt the spleen and stomach. As for the drugs that nourish the spleen and stomach, they have little effect on the cerebrovascular.

In addition, general decoctions are slower to act. And the Kham brothers mean to let me come out with some immediate means!

I calmed down, thought for three or two minutes, and then took the old man's pulse again.

Then I had an idea.

I folded my hands, said goodbye to the old man, and left the prayer hall.

When we got to the fire room, I sat down with Uncle Solang.

Then, I asked my uncle to take a pen and paper and prepare the following things.

The first is medicinal herbs.

30 grams of Angelica dahurica, 24 grams of Asarum sinensis, 24 grams of Chuanxiong, 18 grams of Atractylodes atractylodes, 15 grams of menthol, 12 grams of borneol, 5 grams of musk, and then ground into a fine powder. To what extent, in the pharmaceutical, the sieve is divided into meshes. This should be done through at least a 100-mesh sieve.

In addition, there is an oxygen breathing mask, a hose, a bamboo tube of the same diameter as the hose, and a large piece of beeswax.

A large piece of sponge, a ball of filter filament.

Solang was overjoyed, and immediately called a young man, and then handed the list to the other party, and told him to prepare it at once, as I said.

I saw that the young man was leaving, and I asked him not to go yet, and I didn't finish my way.

I opened another party, this one is called Citrus Aurantium Baijisan.

Citrus aurantium, baiji, and two flavored medicines, the same equal parts, ground into powder, the same need to pass through a 100-mesh sieve, so that it works.

After giving the order, the young man took the list and turned to leave.

Solang immediately ordered someone to come, then set the table, took out the prepared pots of all kinds of meat, and then summoned his daughter, called Ren Ling, and the family, and woke up the three Kham brothers.

Let's eat!

Considering that I, the doctor, had not yet fulfilled his duties, Solang did not persuade me to drink again after giving me three sips of a glass according to etiquette, but let me drink as I pleased.

I breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to eat meat!

We ate and drank.

During this period, the young man who went out to buy came a few more calls, probably asking me about the specific requirements for the items I needed. I'll tell you one by one.

Four hours later, the lad returned.

I got up, grabbed my things, and hurried to make them.

First, take the bamboo tube, stuff a layer of filter filament into it, then put it in the sponge, stuff it with a layer of filter filament, and then stuff it with a layer of sponge. Next, I poured the powder into the bottom of the bamboo tube, then melted the beeswax to seal the bottom, and then took the respirator removed from the chemical protection mask, and stuffed the hose at one end into the bamboo tube, and plugged the edge with a sponge.

OK！ Such a simple inhalation treatment tool is complete.

In the human body, the mucosal capillaries in the nasal cavity are very abundant and connected to the cerebral blood vessels, and this inhalation therapy is an ancient method developed for patients with cerebrovascular pain.

It's just that because of the trouble of production, few people will use this method.

I finished the thing, and instructed Solang on how to use it, and let him take it to his old mother to try when he was done.

Solang was overjoyed, hurriedly got up and took the things, and asked his mother to try it.

Ten minutes later, Solang came back and said happily: "Mother tried it, it feels good, and there is a cool feeling on the head." ”

I smiled and said, "Well, tomorrow morning, I'll know how it works." In addition......"

I took out the prepared citrus aurantium baijisan again, and told him that half an hour after eating, take two large spoonfuls of this thing, put it in a bowl, mix it into a paste with warm water, and drink it, it has a miraculous effect on stomach ulcers.

Solang couldn't be more grateful.

And by this time, it was already early in the morning.

Solang hurriedly beckoned people and arranged for us to rest.

At that moment, I found a place, I went up, and I died.

The next day, at 8:30 a.m., I woke up.

As soon as he got up, Solang entered the door, and then hugged me and said, "The old mother's headache, there is no pain in the morning, it's too bad, it's really a miracle doctor, you are really a miracle doctor!" ”

I grinned, a little embarrassed.

In the morning, it was a hearty breakfast.

After eating, I told Solang about the formula for the inhalation therapy.

After doing all this, Solang said that he would keep us here for two days to have a good time.

Ren Ling and I declined.

Solang was thrilled to know that we were going to the Holy City on foot, but for a moment he didn't know what to give us to express his gratitude.

I know that giving money, in his eyes, is a foreign way, but if he doesn't give it, he can't go away in his heart!

Alas! I'm leaving!

I pulled Ren Ling and said that I should hurry as soon as possible and not delay.

Solang was in a hurry, got up, and took a card to give me. I said, "No, no, this is a long time coming, I really don't need to." ”

Talking kung fu, to the door.

Solang shouted at us and waited.

Ren Ling and I, as well as three big fierce men, stood at the door and waited.

After a while, Solang helped the old mother over......

The old man looked at me with a kind smile, then stretched out his hand and touched my head, and then, he motioned for Ren Ling to poke the little brain melon over, and reached out and touched her head gently.

Finally, the old man muttered a long Tibetan language.

When Solang heard this, his heart moved, and then he approached me and said: "Divine doctor, my mother, I have believed in Buddhism for decades, and she is ......" Speaking of this, Solang was a little embarrassed: "You Han people, you may think this, what kind of superstition, but my mother said that your next road will encounter one danger after another......"