Chapter XV: Special Cases

Zhang Yi walked to the edge of the bed and sat down under the gaze of the three holy hands of traditional Chinese medicine, reached out and grabbed the wrist of the middle-aged woman, put his fingers on her pulse, quietly felt her pulse, and at the same time, asked, "Auntie, what are the symptoms of your body?" ”

The middle-aged woman yawned, her spirit was not very good, and when she heard Zhang Yi's inquiry, a wave of anger rushed to her head, and she said sullenly: "The spirit is not good, I am always in a trance, I am upset, and I can't sleep steadily." Also, I was constantly thirsty. The doctors in this hospital are useless, I have been here for more than ten days, and they have told them about the three problems, and they have treated them according to those three problems, but there is no effect at all. ”

Zhang Yi asked, "What do you mean...... The hospital has not determined your condition until now? ”

"Yes!"

The middle-aged woman said angrily.

Zhang Yi was silent, feeling the pulse of the middle-aged woman, and after two minutes, he frowned and said, "Auntie, you stick your tongue out." ”

The middle-aged woman stuck out her tongue, and when Zhang Yi's eyes fell on it, she saw that her tongue had very little coating, and her veins were weak and slightly red.

Finally!

Zhang Yi let go of the middle-aged woman's pulse, stood up with a deep frown, walked to the window, and silently thought about the cause of the middle-aged woman.

This disease!

It was the first time he had come across a situation that had never even resembled hers.

Once, he had read a lot of medical books, so he needed to think of the symptoms of this condition from the medical books.

The three holy hands of traditional Chinese medicine did not disturb Zhang Yi's thinking. They exchanged glances and smiled bitterly one by one. They all knew in their hearts, and fortunately it was the three of them. Otherwise, even if it is a TCM doctor at the level of a Ming doctor, it is impossible to diagnose the patient's condition.

A few minutes later.

Yang Ling finally couldn't help but say: "Xiao Yi, in fact, the hospital made a mistake. ”

Zhang Yi turned around, looked at Yang Ling and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Yang Ling smiled bitterly: "Actually, this is a disease that should not appear in the scope of the Ming Medical Examination, but should be within the scope of the National Medical Master's Assessment." This disease is highly incurable. Many Chinese medicine practitioners are aware of the existence of this disease, but there is no good treatment for Lang, even if it is a Ming doctor. It can only be stabilized with drugs, not cured. ”

Zhang Yi was stunned, but he had already thought of the name of a disease, but he didn't dare to be 100% sure. looked at the three old Chinese medicine doctors at the level of the Holy Hand of the Chinese Medicine with a wry smile on their faces. He was hesitant to name the illness he was thinking about.

Tang Mingde said: "Zhang Yi, in fact, we have all seen your medical skills, if you can't diagnose her illness, we will also let you pass the assessment of the title of Ming Doctor." ”

Feng Hanlin nodded and said, "That's right, in the previous four cases, your treatment effect was very good. Even the treatment of the first condition is beyond our capabilities. So ......"

Zhang Yi raised his hand to interrupt Feng Hanlin's words. Said seriously: "Three seniors, this is indeed the first time I have encountered this disease, but I once saw a description of this symptom in a classic book of "Golden Plaque Essentials", which is almost the same as this aunt's situation. I would also like to ask if the question my aunt answers is the same as what I see in the classics, I think it is almost that kind of disease! ”

Tang Mingde, Feng Hanlin, and Yang Ling looked at each other, and when they heard Zhang Yi's words, they already understood that Zhang Yi had diagnosed the disease of middle-aged women, because they also learned the method of treating this disease in "The Golden Plaque".

Zhang Yi asked: "Auntie, do you have a situation where you cry and laugh impermanently and can't control it at all?" ”

The middle-aged woman's eyes widened, and she immediately nodded heavily and said, "Yes, yes, yes, there is such a situation." ”

Zhang Yi turned his head to look at Yang Ling and the three of them, and said seriously: "Three seniors, my diagnosis is: dirty and dry disease. There is a record in the classic book of "Golden Plaque Essentials": The woman is dirty, happy and sad and wants to cry, as if made by the gods, the number is not stretched, and the sweet wheat and jujube soup are the master. ”

Yang Ling applauded vigorously and said, "Okay, good, really knowledgeable." There are many Chinese medicine practitioners in the Chinese medicine industry, and even Chinese medicine practitioners who have reached the level of Ming Medicine, few people will look at "Golden Plaque Essentials", your diagnosis is correct, she is indeed suffering from a dry disease. ”

Tang Mingde and Feng Hanlin nodded their heads one after another, expressing their support for Yang Ling's words.

Yang Ling said with a smile: "Zhang Yi, since you have even said the treatment method, and the five diseases that have been proved have been successfully assessed, congratulations on becoming a Ming doctor." Twenty-year-old doctor! ”

A look of joy appeared on Zhang Yi's face, and he said gratefully: "Thank you three seniors for your advice." ”

Feng Hanlin shook his head and said, "You don't have to thank us, if you want to thank us, go to Xie Lu to thank your master." To tell the truth, there were two twenty-year-old doctors more than 60 years ago, but in these 60 years, no one has been able to reach them. Zhang Yi, you are the best successor of TCM among the younger generation. ”

Zhang Yi hurriedly said modestly: "Senior, you have won the award." I can't admit that it's the best of the younger generation! There are people outside the sky, and I still have a lot of shortcomings, and I still need to continue to learn. ”

Tang Mingde nodded with satisfaction and exclaimed: "It is rare to be able to have this achievement, but not arrogant or impatient." Zhang Yi, I'm optimistic about you, maybe in the future, another miracle doctor will be born! ”

Miracle Doctor?

Zhang Yi's expression moved slightly, and he asked: "Senior Feng, as you said just now, more than sixty years ago, there were two people who reached the realm of Ming Medicine at the age of twenty, which two seniors?" ”

Feng Hanlin hesitated for a moment, turned his head and glanced at Yang Ling, and then said with a complicated expression: "Holy Hand Divine Doctor Mo Wenfeng, Deadly Demon Doctor Hao Chengxiao." ”

Zhang Yi's heart was shocked.

Are the two masters?

Like themselves, before the age of twenty, they reached the realm of Ming Medicine?

Yang Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, keenly caught a trace of strangeness from Zhang Yi's expression, and her guess was more firm in her heart, Zhang Yi's master was the negative man, the man who had made him worry about him for most of his life.

"Okay, now that Zhang Yi has passed the Ming Doctor assessment, then our task is over. Zhang Yi, follow us back to the Jingnan Traditional Chinese Medicine Assessment Association! On your doctor's certificate, the three of us need to sign our names. ”

Zhang Yi hurriedly nodded and said, "Xie Lu Xie three seniors, it's past noon now, and I'll be in charge of lunch!" ”

Feng Hanlin and Tang Mingde glanced at each other and nodded in agreement, while Yang Ling said with a smile: "Even if you don't invite me, I plan to follow you to sit down and ask for a meal after you get the Ming Doctor certificate." ”

Zhang Yi smiled slightly, looked at the middle-aged woman and said, "Auntie, I have already diagnosed your disease, and there are these three seniors at the helm, so I will tell the doctors in the Chinese medicine hospital about the treatment, as long as you take care of your treatment, I believe it won't take long for you to recover." ”

The middle-aged woman glanced at Zhang Yi gratefully, and said, "Can you give me your contact information?" When I was cured, I came to the door to thank me. ”

Zhang Yi waved his hand and said: "Auntie, you don't have to be polite, it is a doctor's duty to treat diseases and save people, this is what I should do!" ”

After speaking, he turned around and followed Yang Ling and the three of them towards the door.

Outside the door!

The people who were eagerly waiting, when they saw the four people coming out of the ward, suddenly showed curiosity one by one. It was still Du Rulin who asked hurriedly: "How is it?" Did you pass the exam? ”

Yang Ling said angrily: "I said Lao Du, you are too unkind." This is the last patient, even if her illness is used in the assessment of the holy hand level of traditional Chinese medicine, it is not an exaggeration, your hospital has not diagnosed the patient's symptoms, so it is a bit too much to push her out and let her join this assessment. ”

Du Rulin looked stunned, he didn't know anything about this matter at all, turned his head to look at the vice presidents, and the embarrassed old Chinese medicine doctors, frowned, and asked in a deep voice: "What the hell is going on?" ”

An old Chinese medicine doctor smiled bitterly: "Dean, this patient's condition is special, we have tried many methods, and the final treatment effect is useless, we didn't see the arrival of three Chinese medicine masters at the level of the holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine, so we pushed the patient out, on the one hand, it can be used in the assessment, on the other hand, it can also be used with the help of the hands of the three to thoroughly diagnose the patient's condition and give the correct treatment." ”

"Nonsense!"

Du Rulin's face became extremely gloomy, and he shouted angrily: "You can't even diagnose the patient's condition, how can you treat the patient?" If something happens, who can be held responsible? ”

Several old Chinese medicine doctors had a look of shame on their faces, and they bowed their heads and remained silent.

Du Rulin turned his head to look at Yang Ling and said with a wry smile: "This matter is the responsibility of our hospital, and it is also my responsibility, I will deal with this matter seriously!" I hope that it will not have too much impact on your assessment. ”

Talking!

He looked at Zhang Yi again and said with a wry smile: "Little friend, I'm sorry. ”

Zhang Yi shook his head and said, "Dean Du, you don't have to say sorry to me, but I hope that the hospital will be cautious in treating patients in the future." Since the first day my master taught me the knowledge of Chinese medicine, he told me that a doctor should treat every patient as if he were his own family, and do his best to treat them and take care of them. ”

Du Rulin nodded heavily: "Zhang Yi Xiaoyou, I Du Rulin remembered your words." I don't know who Xiaoyou's master is? ”

Zhang Yi shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't say. ”

Du Rulin was puzzled: "What is it for?" ”

Zhang Yi said: "I have my reasons, and I hope Dean Du will forgive me." ”

Yang Ling was the one who wanted to be confirmed from Zhang Yi's mouth the most, but seeing Zhang Yi's attitude, she waved her hand and said, "Zhang Yi has passed the final assessment and obtained the title of Ming Yi qualification. We need to go to the Chinese Medicine Assessment Association and issue him a certificate of medical qualification, so we won't bother here. ”

Du Rulin was stunned and exclaimed, "Passed? This...... How is this possible? Doesn't it mean that the most rare case is an assessment topic at the level of the holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine? ”

Yang Ling said: "Zhang Yi was diagnosed and has a good treatment method. So, he succeeded. For treatments, we'll tell you! (To be continued......)