Chapter 1 Small shop Yangchun noodles
It's been drizzling all day.
Du Wenhao sat in a small noodle shop diagonally opposite the exhibition hall, asked for a bowl of Yangchun noodles, looking at the silky drizzle outside the door, although he hadn't eaten for a day, Yangchun noodles were fragrant, but he still had no appetite.
The career fair in the exhibition hall has ended. Du Wenhao graduated from the Department of Forensic Medicine of Medical University, and he doesn't know how many job fairs he has participated in, but he still hasn't found his ideal job.
At this time, the mobile phone in his satchel rang on the table, and after he found it out, it was the second child in their dormitory who called, and the two of them came to the job fair together, and then separated: "Third child, where are you?" ”
Du Wenhao was the third in the dormitory, and he said lazily: "The snack bar diagonally opposite the exhibition hall. ”
"Okay, I'll come right over!"
After a while, the second child ran in from the drizzle, threw the stack of recruitment materials and his resume under his arm on the table, and turned around and said, "Boss! Let's have a bowl of dandan noodles! And kimchi! Hey, third, how is this time? ”
Du Wenhao patted the bag on the table: "I didn't send out a single resume." ”
"Wouldn't it? I've given away more than a dozen copies, but I don't have a favorite unit? ”
Du Wenhao shook his head: "My parents have already given a death order, I'd rather go back to take over my uncle's individual clinic, and I won't be allowed to go to the county and township public security bureau as a forensic doctor, let alone go to the branch, otherwise I won't recognize my son." ”
"Going to the clinic to get an individual?" The second child's eyes widened, "Third child, we are studying forensic medicine!" Individual doctors are nothing more than a headache and brain fever, secretly helping people have abortions, treating personality diseases or something, isn't this overkill? ”
"Cut! Talented? What kind of talent are we? The public security political and legal departments above the prefecture-level city want all masters and doctors! Undergraduates like us are all over the street! What kind of talent! To a foreign company? What do people want us to do in forensics? The political and legal departments in big cities can't get in, and my parents in small towns aren't allowed to go, what can I do? Alas! It seems that I really have to go back to being an individual. My uncle called me several times and said that I should take over his class and ask me to carry forward his Chinese medicine shop and make it brilliant again. ”
"Your uncle is the old man who opened the Chinese medicine shop, right?"
"Yes."
"That's not bad, at least there's a way out."
"What a step back, my parents used to resolutely oppose me to engage in Chinese medicine, they also have a reason, now Chinese medicine is like the sunset, day by day, uncle's Chinese medicine shop was sluggish in the early years, and I had to hang hanging bottles for patients, prescribe Western medicine, Chinese medicine shop has become a combination of Chinese and Western clinics, even if I go back, what ability can I bring this medicine back to life?"
"You can't say that, your medical skills have been passed on to your uncle, and there is hope for reviving the rivers and mountains."
"Forget it, don't deceive yourself, my uncle can't handle it for decades, what can I do with this little bit of ability?"
At this time, the shopkeeper brought a small plate of kimchi, and the second child took the chopsticks and put it in his mouth, and just chewed it, he covered his cheeks and screamed, and he was busy opening his mouth and spitting the kimchi on the ground.
"What's wrong with you? Toothache again? Du Wenhao said with a smile.
"Yes! In the past two days, the old problem has been committed again, and it hurts when you touch it, especially at night, it's terrible, help, third, I know you have a silver needle with you, help me tie it! ”
"It's not like you haven't learned acupuncture, prick it yourself!" Du Wenhao took out the acupuncture box from his bag and threw it to him.
Du Wenhao's School of Medicine is a test unit of integrated traditional Chinese and Western medicine, and has made a lot of achievements in the treatment of common diseases with integrated traditional Chinese and Western medicine. The teaching uses the textbooks of integrated Chinese and Western medicine, and the basic medicine taught in the school is mainly Western medicine, taking into account traditional Chinese medicine. There are also courses offered that specialize in TCM. The college also has a dedicated department of Chinese medicine.
"The third child, the doctor is not autonomous! Besides, I haven't listened to the lectures of Chinese medicine, and I haven't even distinguished the acupoints, no better than you, you are a family heirloom Chinese medicine, a master with art, and you are known as a little miracle doctor, hehe, hurry up, the third child, save the people! ”
"What a little miracle doctor!" Du Wenhao shook his head helplessly and smiled: "Okay, don't pat yourself on the back, give me your hand." ”
The second child stretched out his hand, Du Wenhao held it, and pressed it on the Hegu acupoint at the tiger's mouth in his palm: "Does it hurt?" ”
"It doesn't hurt."
Du Wenhao reached out again and pressed the cheek car point under the back of his cheeks and ears: "What about here?" ”
"It doesn't hurt."
Du Wenhao thought about it, and pressed it on his shoulder again: "What about here?" ”
"Ouch~! Pain! Pain! ”
Du Wenhao pressed on his Fubai acupoint, Tianchong acupoint, and Qu Sideburns acupoint in turn, all of them felt pain, nodded, gave him a pulse again, looked at his tongue, and knew in his heart: "Your tongue is yellow, the pulse is slippery, it is the toothache caused by Shaoyang wind and fire, I will first give you a needle to relieve the pain, and then prescribe a prescription for you, go to the Chinese medicine shop to get the medicine yourself, and you can get it in two doses!" ”
"Even if you have Chinese medicine, you have to fry and boil, and you can't use an iron pot, so I don't have a place to find a casserole, it's too hard. You still help me stop the pain first, and I will go to the hospital to extract this tooth tomorrow, I will see if it still hurts! ”
Du Wenhao originally wanted to remind him that the Chinese medicine shop has a service of decocting Chinese medicine, but this kid is not interested in Chinese medicine at all, and even if he knows that there is one, he will not open it, so he is too lazy to say, open the acupuncture box, and there is a small tube of silver needles inside, as well as a small bottle of alcohol and a ball of cotton wool.
The silver needles have been sterilized, take out a milli needle at the moment, wipe it with an alcohol cotton ball, move the needle like flying, lightly and skillfully pierce into his left shoulder well, Fubai acupoint and Wangu acupoint, after getting angry, twist and turn to insert the needle, while observing the other party's reaction, leave the needle for a while and then withdraw the needle. Smiled: "How do you feel?" ”
The second child touched his cheeks and moved his chin: "Damn!" What a god! It doesn't hurt at all, you kid really has two hits! With your technology, opening a clinic is a quasi-fire! ”
"Acupuncture, anesthesia and pain relief have all been taught in our surgery classes, and you can do it yourself."
"This is different, your acupuncture is taught by your uncle, which is much stronger than the surgical teacher, or you can do it."
Du Wenhao's uncle is an old Chinese medicine doctor, who rented a store near Du Wenhao's house and opened a Chinese medicine shop clinic, practicing medicine for many years, and is well-known in the local area. When Du Wenhao was a child, he often went to his uncle's pharmacy to play, and often pulled his uncle to ask this and that. The uncle had no children, and he loved this nephew very much, and when he saw that he was interested in Chinese medicine, he taught him what he had learned all his life.
From the time Du Wenhao could remember, his uncle taught him to recognize the name of Chinese medicine and become literate, used to identify Chinese medicine decoction pieces to play games, and often took him up the mountain to collect medicine and teach him to identify wild herbs. Since Du Wenhao was in elementary school, he has taught him to memorize soup, pulse, and medicinal properties. For example, Wang Ang's "Soup Song" in the Qing Dynasty, Li Shizhen's "Lake Pulse Study", Li Zhongzi's "Diagnosing the Family's Right Eye", and the widely circulated "Medicinal Fu"; In addition, he also focused on memorizing acupuncture songs. Such as the 14 meridians, the main disease, the acupuncture point proportion song, the golden needle fu and so on.
When Du Wenhao was in elementary school, he memorized these famous articles. When he was in junior high school, his uncle asked him to recite and began to explain to him the classic medical books, such as "Neijing", "Difficult Scripture", "Treatise on Typhoid Fever", "Jin Kui Yaolu", "Differentiation of Warm Diseases", "Shennong's Materia Medica" and so on.
By the time he was in high school, Du Wenhao could already help his uncle see some simple illnesses. In the five years of undergraduate study in forensic medicine, almost four years are to study basic medicine and clinical medicine, some unimportant courses he is too lazy to take, so he went to the Department of Chinese Medicine to listen to lectures, so, after the university system of study, medical skills have made great progress, has been able to cope with the diagnosis and treatment of common diseases, winter and summer vacations home, he often in the pharmacy to help his uncle see a doctor.
When Du Wenhao was admitted to university, according to his uncle's wishes, he was asked to be admitted to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but his parents firmly disagreed, believing that in modern society, Chinese medicine has declined, and there is no future for studying Chinese medicine. The uncle did not agree with this point of view, but his own previous pure Chinese medicine clinic became more and more light, and he had to introduce the status quo maintained by Western medicine, so he finally acquiesced to this reality.
However, Du Wenhao's parents were unwilling to let him waste the medical knowledge he had learned, and finally decided to let him apply for the forensic major of the Medical University. Unexpectedly, it is becoming more and more difficult for college students to find employment, especially in big cities and large institutions, and his parents do not let him go to the grassroots level, so he has not achieved employment until now.
Du Wenhao's words made Du Wenhao feel a lot, he sterilized the silver needle and inserted it back into the syringe, and sighed: "Yes, my uncle is much better at acupuncture than me, and this clinic is not running well, I am a forensic doctor, what can I do if I go, alas!" Let's eat noodles! ”
The second child took the sour radish and put it in his mouth and chewed it loudly: "The tooth doesn't hurt anymore, haha, it's so comfortable!" ”
The second child hurriedly finished eating noodles and hurriedly paid the bill, saying that he was going to an Internet café with his girlfriend, so he left first.
Du Wenhao finished eating the noodles slowly, straddled the leather bag on his shoulders, stood at the door of the shop, looked at the light rain outside the door, shrugged helplessly, and walked briskly to the bus stop in the rain.
As he was walking, suddenly, a gray fog quickly surged around, shrouding the streets and roadside shops in this thick fog, Du Wenhao felt as if he was in an ethereal fairyland, but there was no comfortable feeling, this strange atmosphere was very terrifying.
He subconsciously wanted to speed up his pace, but the thick fog made it impossible for him to see the road ahead or the direction. At this moment, there was a muffled thunder in the sky, and a series of waves rolled overhead. The sound was so loud that it seemed to explode right above his head.
He subconsciously glanced up at the sky, and under this look, he was startled, only to see a colorful crack open in the dense fog several meters above his head! The crack was like a giant mouth about to devour him, and like a deep pupil, staring at him coldly!
The horrific scene frightened him and almost fell, and the bag he was carrying on his shoulder fell on the wet sidewalk.
He didn't care about picking up the bag, so he ran away.
But as soon as he had run a dozen steps, with a whoosh, a ray of light shot out from the crack and sucked him in, and then the crack closed together, and the clouds and mist dissipated in the tumbling of clouds.
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