Gong Ming was interested, after all, Du Wenhao is a person who is good at the magic doctor Hua Tuo's divine skills, and now his views on stroke are very different from his own, which aroused his curiosity, and he arched his hand and said: "Doctor Du, the old man is rude, Doctor Du, please continue, let the old man listen to your high theory, how to find another way." ”

Du Wenhao arched his hand and said: "Let's ask Dr. Gong to save people first." ”

Gong Ming shook his head: "Stroke is a matter of life and death, and there is no greater disease than this, and it is necessary to accurately distinguish the syndrome in order to perform the work, and the hasty administration of medicine will not only be useless, but will delay the condition." At present, Lao Yu and Dr. Qian have different views, so you said that let's refer to them together in order to accurately distinguish the evidence. ”

Du Wenhao was in a daze, this Gong Ming is really worthy of many years of famous doctors, experienced, and not chaotic, so he no longer shirked, after diagnosing the pulse and looking at the tongue, he thought about it and said: "There are many stroke lesions, such as the number of changes in popularity, but in general, it can be divided into two waits, those who are in urgent need of internal organs, the disease develops rapidly, severe headache, vomiting, and fainting within a few hours at the latest. However, the internal organs are slow, the degree of fainting is mild, the mind is clear for a while, the disease progresses slowly, and the hemiplegia of the limbs is relatively mild. It is important to distinguish between the two accurately in order to classify the medication. If you are in a hurry to deal with the internal organs, you can't use the method of attacking the internal organs, otherwise the condition will be aggravated and there will be danger. ”

Gong Ming pondered for a moment and said, "Doctor Du's opinion is really different, refreshing, as you can see, which kind of Master Kong Hui belongs to?" ”

"It's hard to judge Mrs. Konghui's illness at the moment, and it will take a few hours to determine. At present, at the beginning of stroke, you can only distinguish the syndrome and treat it first, and at the same time pay attention to observation and adjust the medication at any time. ”

"Then please take a look at the next party, brother."

"Good! As far as the current situation is concerned, although Shi Tai is healthy, but in the cold winter season, he travels back and forth, and works hard day and night for Jingci to preside over his clothes, and after learning that the host has turned from danger to safety, he is emotional, the wind and phlegm disturb the clear body, stasis obstructs the meridians, and the true qi cannot follow around the body, so the tongue turns out of order, the speech is slurred, and half of the body is paralyzed. For this pathogenesis, I think it should be beneficial to qi and circulation, dispel wind and phlegm. The recipe can be used to add flavor with astragalus red wind powder. Wait until it is determined whether it is an urgent or slow waiting for the internal organs, and then adjust the medication. ”

Gong Ming spread his hands and said with a wry smile: "This is good, three people, three certificates, three parties." Who should I listen to? ”

This is the case with traditional Chinese medicine, where each person's experience is different, the observation angle is different, and the judgment of the pathogenesis is different, so different syndrome differentiation conclusions will be drawn, and different prescriptions will naturally appear.

Du Wenhao said: "All the teachers sincerely ask Dr. Gong to take charge of you, naturally you are the main one, and our opinions are for reference only." Without further ado, please go below. ”

"Okay, first according to my law, and then according to yours if it is not cured."

Du Wenhao glanced at the skewed mouth and eyes of the Kong Hui Shitai, and smiled bitterly in his heart, although the vast majority of strokes are ischemic strokes caused by blood clots blocking the cerebral arteries, there are still a considerable number of hemorrhagic strokes caused by the rupture of cerebral blood vessels and blood entering the brain tissue, both of which will lead to permanent damage to the brain tissue.

Gong Ming decocted the medicine below and gave it to Shi Tai, so he could only wait for the result.

Originally, he should have gone to treat the county magistrate after eating at noon, but he came to the emergency presided over by Jingci, and he was busy until the evening, so he was free. After the sedan chair of the county government came, Du Wenhao came to the county office in a sedan chair, and returned to Wuweitang after acupuncture for the county, and it was already dark.

Du Wenhao first went to Jingci's ward to see, and his condition was stable, so he came to the Konghui Shitai ward to check.

Kong Hui was lying on the bed, Gong Ming was sitting on the edge of the bed, he was brushing his beard and pondering, and several nuns were sitting or standing, looking at Kong Hui on the bed sadly.

Seeing Du Wenhao come in, all the nuns hurriedly got up and saluted. Du Wenhao waved his hand and asked Gong Ming: "Doctor Gong!" What is Mrs. Kong's condition? ”

Gong Ming woke up like a dream, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The condition is getting worse and worse!" So far, he is dazed, the left half of his body cannot move, and his mouth and eyes are even more slanted. It seems that the old recipe doesn't work. As soon as Dr. Qian left, after the two of them discussed, they decided to use Dr. Qian's prescription instead, if at night, there is no change or even the condition worsens, then use Dr. Du's prescription. ”

Du Wenhao looked at Kong Hui's appearance, and his heart was heavy, the two old Chinese medicine prescriptions had no effect, which inevitably made him have no confidence in his prescription.

The day was gloomy, and at night, the snow finally fell and fell.

It was freezing cold, and Yingzi had already added stoves to each ward, and added a pot of charcoal fire to Du Wenhao's bedroom.

It's almost three shifts, but Du Wenhao doesn't feel sleepy at all, sitting alone by the fire and roasting the fire, there are a lot of medical skills on the table, he is looking through the classics and medical records about stroke, and he has turned over a lot of them, and he feels that he really hates less when he uses books.

It was also an hour after changing the medicine that was not charged, and there was no sign of improvement in Mrs. Konghui's condition. Everyone was very anxious, Du Wenhao was even more anxious, he returned to the room and began to look for a discussion in this area, but the medical skills before the Tang and Song dynasties, and the discussion of stroke were all neutral from the inner void and evil, which was incompatible with what he had learned, which made him very distressed.

It was late at night, Du Wenhao was still checking his medical skills, Yingzi came to urge him a few times, and Du Wenhao washed up and fell asleep, but he didn't sleep well all night, and he was dreaming about how to treat stroke, until it was almost dawn, and he fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Du Wenhao was not waking up from a deep dream, faintly heard a buzzing sound coming, and thought he was dreaming, turned over, shrunk into the warm quilt and wanted to sleep for a while and go back to sleep, but the sound continued, by no means all in the dream, opened his eyes and listened to it, and sure enough, it seemed to be the sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures. He was very strange, could it be that the nuns and lay men were doing morning classes? No, those people don't make that loud noise.

Look out the window, it's already dawning. Remembering the illness of the patients such as Jingci and Mrs. Kong Hui, although he was very reluctant to get up under the hot quilt, he still tried to get up, stretched his waist for a long time, closed his eyes and got on the bed with his feet fumbling to find his shoes, and he was stepping on a soft thing without paying attention, and hurriedly collected his strength. The thing screamed, ran a few steps away, turned around, and tilted its head to look at him. It was the little tiger Xiao Ke he adopted.

The tiger cub woke up early in the morning, crawled out of the kennel, wandered around, saw Du Wenhao's cloth shoes, and used them as toys to bite and play, and was playing happily with the cloth shoes alone, Du Wenhao stepped on his head, and both of them were startled.

"Xiao Ke! Come here! Du Wenhao bent down and reached out to pat.

The tiger cub trotted a few steps, jumped onto Du Wenhao's palm, and licked his palm affectionately. Du Wenhao opened the little tiger cub's mouth and looked, it had only been less than a month, and the tiger cub's tongue had begun to become rough, and a small section of the sharp tiger teeth had also emerged.

Du Wenhao hugged the little tiger cub, drooped his cloth shoes, came to the window, pushed open the window, the sound of chanting Buddha chanting was louder, there seemed to be a lot of people, chanting neatly and in a low voice, although the sound was not loud, but there were many people, and it naturally sounded very big.

Where do so many monks chant sutras? I don't think there are any temples around here. Du Wenhao was puzzled, and a cold wind blew in, making him shiver. I hurriedly closed the window a little smaller, and saw that the sky was overcast, and the snow was falling sparsely. Looking up, the mountains in the distance, the houses and trees nearby, and the yard below have all turned white.

It's snowing! What a lot of snow! No wonder it's so cold.

At this time, the door creaked open, and the maid Yingzi came in with a bucket of steaming water: "Sir, wash your face!" - Why are you standing in the wind, it's snowing, beware of the cold! ”

Since Yingzi helped him take a bath and rub his back for one night, Du Wenhao did not bolt the door when he slept, so that it was convenient for Yingzi to enter and exit, and sometimes there were patients who saw an emergency at night, and it was also convenient to come in and call him out.

Yingzi put down the bucket, ran over and closed the window, took the tiger cub from Du Wenhao's hand, and put it in the kennel. ran to the screen shelf by the stove in the corner of the house, took down a brand-new thick cotton robe, and came over to help Du Wenhao put it on. The robe was already warmly baked, and it was comfortable to wear.

Du Wenhao asked, "How is Master Jingci?" ”

"It's good, I went to see it early in the morning, and I was completely awake, and the waiting teachers said that Master Jingci was ventilated in the middle of the night last night, and according to your instructions, you can eat a small amount of liquid food after ventilation, so I boiled some gruel and fed it, and ate a small half bowl of miles, and I was more energetic this morning. It's just that Kong Huishi's condition is very bad, and after taking medicine, it doesn't seem to have any effect, his eyes and mouth are still crooked, and the whole person is also groggy, and he doesn't even speak. ”

"Is Dr. Gong up?"

"Get up, I heard that I have already given a follow-up consultation to Mrs. Konghui, by the way, Doctor Qian has also come, and the two of them will be consulted together."

"Are there any patients coming now?"

"It's here, it's been here for a long time, it's not time to open the pharmacy door at this time, and there are already patients waiting outside the door to open the door for medical treatment."

"Oh, it's snowing, why don't you open the door and let them come in?"

"Hee-hee, sir, this is not your order, Mrs. has already ordered the door to be opened, let everyone wait in the house first, and you will go to see a doctor when you get up."

"Hehe, your lady is so careful. By the way, why are there so many people chanting the scriptures outside? ”

"I heard that the believers who came from the city came to pray for Jingci, so they sat cross-legged on both sides of the street outside our shop and chanted. When they came in the middle of the night last night, the lady let them into the house to rest, but there were too many people to stay, so they just took turns to come in, and glanced at the Jingci by the window, and then they went out, and sat on the side of the street all night chanting. ”

"There are a lot of people listening to the voice, right?"

"Yes, there were only twenty or thirty at first, and then there were more and more people, and when I went to see it at dawn, I was afraid that now there were thousands of people, and it was all the way to the alley!"