After the public in the village shouted for more than ten minutes, Cheng Junjie's roar of licograss finally sounded outside the n.
I stared at it, and couldn't help but be a little angry.
"What kind of plane are you doing at half past five?"
Cheng Junjie muttered and opened n, and listened to the licocalyptus say: "Follow me to open a shop" "What kind of shop do you open" Cheng Junjie asked with a puzzled look.
Sweet grass pointed to the hall and said, "Every morning from 5:30 to 7:30 is the time for us to sit for the clinic. ” Cheng Junjie sighed, hurriedly ran to the nearest faucet, slapped his face with water in both hands, and followed the hall in a hurry.
Following the licograss through the shelf where the grass was placed, Cheng Junjie suddenly discovered that behind the four or five grass yao shelves stacked on top of each other, it was actually a traditional cabinet in the yao shop.
In front of the cabinet, there is a very quaint appearance of the Eight Immortals table, on the table is complete with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, in addition, there are some cupping and fine needles, as well as a small pillow.
It looks similar to what Cheng Junjie looked like when he was working in Muhua Yaoye.
Licograss held the counter with one hand, and then knocked on the closed room n with a cane, and the sound of moving wooden planks N sounded outside. en plate taken away" Licograss glanced at Cheng Junjie and ordered: "Open n" "Eh" Cheng Junjie opened n, and the middle-aged man outside N couldn't help but take a look, first glanced into the room, and then after seeing JG's licos, he let out a laugh and said, "Doctor Gan, who is this Xiao guy?"
Licograss raised his head, as if he was introducing his grandson to others, and said proudly: "My apprentice" As soon as the room n of the consultation room opened, the hall of the backyard became the backroom of the yao shop in a blink of an eye.
Licograss smiled and sat down on the chair, and said to Cheng Junjie: "Sit next to me, write down everyone's situation carefully, and it will be useful later."
Cheng Junjie sat down obediently with an empty stomach.
The speed of licograss is very slow, and many problems that can be solved in half a minute in Cheng Junjie's opinion, and it takes more than ten minutes for licograss to finish, which accounts for almost half of the time just to give everyone a pulse.
After the kung fu of the three patients, the sky was already completely lit up.
Fortunately, there are not many people who come to see a doctor.
After Cheng Junjie clumsily wrapped up the third patient and collected the money, there were only two patients left in front of the master and apprentice.
"Doctor Gan, I have a bad stomach."
"How long has it been uncomfortable?"
Glycograss looked at the middle-aged funv in front of him and asked with a very serious expression.
"It's been about two or three days."
"What a way to feel uncomfortable?"
"It's unspeakably uncomfortable, but I'm in a hurry" Cheng Junjie almost choked himself to death with a mouthful of saliva when he heard this, but Gan Zhicao was not surprised by the middle-aged funv's answer at all, and then asked: "Have you eaten anything bad these days?"
The middle-aged funv shook his head and said: "No, it's all home-grown vegetables, home-grown rice, very clean" "Oh" Sweet grass pouted her smooth chin, stretched out her hand to put her hand on the middle-aged funv's inch, and continued to ask, "Then how is your appetite for dinner now?"
"You can eat two bowls per meal."
"What about poop?"
"It's alright, a whole one."
"Is it difficult to have a bowel movement?"
"It's not difficult."
"Does it smell bad?"
"Doctor Gan, you're really joking, where is the that doesn't stink?"
Cheng Junjie's brain had already begun to hang black lines, and the licograss still continued calmly: "How about xiao?"
The middle-aged funv thought for a while and said, "It seems to be about the same as usual." ” Licograss took the pulse, was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Except for the discomfort in the stomach, there is no other place where you feel wrong and are afraid of cold?"
The middle-aged funv seemed to have finally been asked about the itch, and quickly shook his head and said: "That's right, yes, I feel something wrong with my body these days, but I'm afraid that the cold will hurt more at night."
"Are you thirsty?"
"Not thirsty."
"Can you drink water?"
"I can be with a little.
I don't really want to drink it, though. ” "If you were given a glass of water now, would you like to drink it cold or hot" "Hot" "Oh" Lisbro nodded slightly, turned his head and asked Cheng Junjie, "Can you remember this person's qi characteristics?"
Cheng Junjie said: "Yes." ” Licograss asked again: "If you don't have to look at it, you can diagnose what kind of evidence this person is."
Cheng Junjie thought for a while, and then analyzed: "Abdominal pain and stomach can be adjusted, two stools are adjusted, yu drinks hot drinks but not much, it should be cold and evil internal resistance in the middle of the focus." ” "How can I cure it?"
"Warm and dispel cold, regulate qi and relieve pain."
Licograss nodded slightly, and then said to the patient, "You stick out your tongue and show me." ” The middle-aged funv spit out his tongue, licograss looked at it with his old eyes, and said softly: "The tongue is light red, white and greasy, the pulse is heavy and slightly tight, and the hands and feet are not warm, and the temperature pain is reduced."
Well argued. ” Licograss let go of the middle-aged funv's hand, brushed a few strokes and wrote down a recipe, handed it to Cheng Junjie and said, "Magnolia Wenzhong soup is reasonable to add or subtract from the pills." ” The middle-aged funv took Cheng Junjie's yao, and took out 40 yuan for the consultation, his face was painful and unbearable, and he smiled happily: "Xiao man, you have to learn from your master, there is a child in our village who was admitted to Jiangsu and Zhejiang Provincial Medical University, and he knelt outside Gan Dafu for three days and didn't accept others, you can follow such a master, but it is a great blessing."
The corners of Cheng Junjie's mouth were hurriedly agreed, and the last patient couldn't wait to squeeze away the middle-aged funv and sit on the chair and said, "Doctor, I feel like I'm about to burn to death, you hurry up and show me."
Glycograss glanced at Cheng Junjie and said, "You are the last one."
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The patient shouted loudly, "Don't be old doctor, how old are you as a student?"
Cheng Junjie was stunned, but listened to Licograss repeat in an undoubted mouth: "You come." ” Cheng Junjie hurriedly helped the old man to get up, sat down opposite the patient, and said very gentlemanly: "Don't worry, I graduated from a regular medical school, and my master is still behind me."
When the patient heard Cheng Junjie say this, he was finally relieved, but he still couldn't help but say, "You really can't see it, don't pretend."
Cheng Junjie swept the patient from beginning to end at a glance, and after seeing that his throat was red, he took his hand and put it on the pulse.
A doctor's diagnosis is sometimes like a soldier shooting a gun.
A good doctor is like a sharpshooter who can make a correct judgment based on the patient's description of the condition and his own examination.
But Cheng Junjie's method is obviously a bit cheap.
He belongs to the finger of the hit.
When this Feng sao man diagnoses the patient's condition at a glance, he can show his level by pretending to be a magic stick.
It was only 10 seconds after the pulse was connected, and the patient in front of him was completely impressed.
"You either blew the wind or got a cold a few days ago, and then you started to have a fever all over your body, your body temperature rose, but you couldn't sweat much, and the worst thing was that you felt like you had a headache like a crack, and your nose was sticky and thick, and you felt worse than dead when you ate, because every time you swallowed a mouthful of food, your throat felt so painful, and your mouth was still dry and thirsty, if I was not wrong, you started coughing slightly since last night, am I right?"
The patient was stunned for a long time, and hurriedly shook Cheng Junjie's hand and said, "Doctor, you are so right, what are you really called Qinghulu?"
The patient said, and asked extremely uneasily, "Doctor, what kind of disease do I have, I heard from my neighbor that it may be pneumonia."
Cheng Junjie grinned, smiled and said two words: "cold" t1706231537: