Medical Master

(Today Monday, it was originally scheduled to be updated every Monday and Wednesday. Today, I will update two chapters for now. I owe one chapter. I will make up within a week. Sorry, everyone.

Two days in a row.

During the independent consultation, Fang Qiu made rapid progress, and Feng Xuexin couldn't help but stare.

Can't you behave a little worse?

Fengxuexin was speechless.

Originally, he thought that Fang Qiu was already terrifying when he was studying the fourth diagnosis, but he did not expect that Fang Qiu's progress during the two days of independent diagnosis was even scarier than before.

He finally understood.

Why does Xu Miaolin have such confidence in Fangqiu?

but.

He is not afraid.

In his opinion, although Fangqiu has made rapid progress, there is still a long, long distance between him and it is not so easy to catch up.

of course.

Fengxuexin can't wait.

I hope that time will pass faster, so that Fangqiu will learn less and come to the test earlier.

...

The next day, at night.

"Didi di..."

When the three were chatting in the yard, the cell phone in Xu Miaolin's trouser pocket suddenly rang.

"Hey?"

Looking at the display, Xu Miaolin took the phone and walked aside to answer the call.

Fangqiu and Feng Xuexin were left to talk.

"The weather is getting colder and colder. As the weather changes, there will be more sick people."

Fengxuexin said with emotion.

"Yep."

Fang Qiu nodded and said, "You should write an early warning form and hang it at the door so that more people can see it."

"good idea."

Feng Xuexin's eyes lit up.

Although this will affect some income, his family's ancestral training for opening a medical clinic is to save the world and save people, not to see a doctor for money.

At this time.

Xu Miaolin is back.

"Tell you something."

Walking to the two of them, Xu Miaolin opened his mouth and said directly, “An old friend knew that I was coming. He called me just now and said that I was unwell. I have to go there tomorrow to see if I’m sick and tell him about the old days.”

Feng Xuexin was taken aback and asked, "Then tomorrow, am I going to sit on the doctor alone again?"

"Fangqiu stayed."

Xu Miaolin opened his mouth and said, "There is not much time. Every day is very important to Fang Qiu. You don't need to go with me tomorrow, and continue to stay for the consultation."

"it is good."

Fang Qiu nodded in response.

"Uncle Xu, in fact, I can. You can take Fangqiu to see and see. You have been here for so many days. He hasn't even gone out of the medical hall."

Feng Xuexin came forward and said with a smile.

That's right.

He hoped that Fang Qiu would follow Xu Miaolin.

Because once Fangqiu goes, Fangqiu's study time will be one day short, and his chances of winning in the game will naturally be greater.

The most important thing is that he can have the opportunity to show off his medical skills in front of Fang Qiu.

"I brought him here to study, not to travel."

Xu Miaolin gave Fengxue a new look, and said: "Tomorrow I will not be here, and Fangqiu's independent consultation is up to you."

"Ugh……"

Feng Xuexin sighed and said, "Well, don't worry, I will see your baby apprentice for you."

Early the next morning.

The medical hall opens.

Fang Qiu walked to the examination table and sat down, ready to receive the consultation.

Feng Xuexin continued to guard the medicine cabinet, only looking at Fang Qiu from a distance.

"Take care of your doctor, and I will check on you tomorrow."

After breakfast, Xu Miaolin explained.

"it is good."

Fang Qiu nodded in response.

As soon as Xu Miaolin left, the consultation officially began.

All morning.

Fang Qiu was continuing his four visits. Except for the medicine, Feng Xuexin stayed next to Fang Qiu the rest of the time. He wanted to find a chance to give some pointers to the lower Qiu and show his presence.

But the result.

Watched all morning.

This girl just didn't make any mistakes.

This blizzard is so suffocated that it is called a depressed!

I can only get the pulse, prescribing, and grasping medicine.

The two cooperated very tacitly. Fangqiu had four consultations, and Fengxuexin prescribed prescriptions for medicine.

time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it came to three o'clock in the afternoon.

A middle-aged male patient walked into the hospital and sat down at the examination table.

Fang Qiu finished the dialectic.

Feng Xuexin was stunned when he was about to let Feng Xuexin prescribe a prescription.

While looking at Fang Qiu, a slight sense of excitement flashed in his eyes.

He was finally caught!

After all this day, he finally caught a chance.

He thought that Fangqiu really wouldn't make any mistakes!

I didn't expect it.

The opportunity really came!

You are still a novice!

"Your dialectics is wrong."

Looking at Fang Qiu, Feng Xuexin coughed, put on a very serious face, looked at Fang Qiu and said.

"Yep?"

Fang Qiu was taken aback, and asked in doubt, "What's wrong?"

"You are too young!"

Feng Xuexin chuckled like a senior, and said, "Since you don't know, then I will tell you carefully."

Fang Qiu frowned and listened.

"Look."

"This person has been coughing for more than a year."

Feng Xuexin looked at the patient and said, "On weekdays, I always feel that my chest is stuffy. Every time I encounter a cold, overwork, or a bad mood, my condition will get worse, right?"

"Correct."

Fang Qiu nodded.

"This patient also said that after a chest X-ray taken by the relevant hospital, he was diagnosed as "chronic bronchitis". Although he has been treated many times afterwards, his condition has not been alleviated. On the contrary, it has become more severe. Cold and emotionally depressed, so the condition worsened."

Having said that, Feng Xuexin glanced at the patient and continued to add, "So, what are the symptoms of the patient now?"

"First, hope."

Feng Xuexin looked at the patient and said, "The patient is in a bad mental state and sometimes coughs."

"Secondly, ask."

"In your question just now, this patient has already said that he usually has chest tightness and coughing, low phlegm, upset and dreamy, and full abdominal distension.

"Also, after a little exercise, I feel short of breath."

"Eating and drinking are not good. Urine is normal, but stool is uncomfortable."

"Look at his tongue again, the tongue is red, the tongue coating is thin and white and dry, and the pulse is thin."

"From these circumstances."

"This patient's disease should belong to the accumulation of cold and evil in the lungs, dissipate heat and burn yin. The treatment needs to relieve the lungs and lower the qi, restrain the yin and relieve cough, and use both cold and heat, attack and tonic.

Speaking of which.

Feng Xuexin smiled confidently, then immediately took a pen and started to write the prescription.

"Light scutellaria, roasted ephedra, roasted sesame seeds, roasted winter flowers, sweet almonds, roasted loquat leaves 10g each, 6g each of ripe ginkgo, schisandra, and raw licorice, 1 dose per day, decoct the juice, 2 divided servings."

Finished.

Go to grab medicine with a prescription.

But at this moment.

"slow!"

Fang Qiu suddenly stretched out his hand, pressed Feng Xuexin's hand and prescription, frowned and said, "You don't see it right!"

"Yep?"

The new wind and snow was taken aback.

He looked at Fang Qiu suspiciously.

When he saw Fangqiu's fourth clinic, he knew that Fangqiu was dialectically wrong, so he helped Fangqiu to correct it in time at the end. How come this Fangqiu not only doesn't appreciate it, but also slapped him in reverse?

"Why is it wrong?"

Feng Xuexin said in dissatisfaction, "I am definitely right. The patient's symptoms are already obvious. You are wrong. How could I be wrong."

"Really wrong."

Fang Qiu shook his head and said, "In addition to the symptoms you mentioned, the patient also has symptoms of dry mouth and bitter mouth, dry stools, and narrow pulse strings. Syndrome and ginseng are considered to be liver and stomach stagnation and heat. Dry lungs."

"Treatment should use the method of soothing the liver and relieving depression, and clearing down the stomach and organs."

Speaking of which.

Fang Qiu immediately picked up the pen and wrote down a prescription.

"Vinegar Bupleurum and Hang White Peony 12g each, Stir-fried Citrus aurantium, Qing Pinellia, Melon Wilt, Red Poria, Jiao Betel Nut, Fat Zhimu, Mulberry White Bark, 10g each, Raw Gypsum (Fried First) 15g, Raw Rhubarb (Later Bottom), 3g each of Wuxuan, 6g each of Huanglian and raw licorice, 3 doses, 1 dose per day, decoction and juice, 2 divided doses."

Finished.

Fang Qiu pushed the prescription towards the patient and said, "Use my prescription."

"Don't listen to him."

Feng Xuexin immediately opened his mouth and said, "I should obviously use my prescription."

This time.

The patient sitting at the examination table was instantly dumbfounded.

Both are doctors.

Who should I listen to?

Not only did the patient not know, but he was also anxious.

After all, the two of them were looking at his disease, and it was him who got the disease. Of course he hoped that his disease could be cured as soon as possible with the best method.

Let's talk about it again.

There are rumors in the market that traditional Chinese medicine is very toxic, and if you take the right medicine, you can definitely cure the disease, but if you take the wrong medicine, it is very likely to kill you.

How to choose a patient who doesn't understand Chinese medicine?

"You are really wrong."

Fang Qiu looked at Feng Xuexin with a serious expression, and said, "You are not dialectically right."

He didn't deliberately find the fault, but he really felt that Feng Xuexin's dialectics was wrong. If he really wanted the patient to take her medicine, it was absolutely ineffective, but it would have some counterproductive effects.

"I must be right!"

Feng Xuexin immediately shook his head and said angrily: "You have only learned this for a few days, but don't be stubborn with me. You are called inexperienced!"

"Don't believe me, you can check again carefully."

Fang Qiu insisted on not giving way.

"What else is going to be diagnosed? I already understand."

Feng Xuexin looked at Fang Qiu with a bored expression, and said, "This is not the stagnation of the liver and stomach, and the burning of gold as you said, but the accumulation of cold and evil in the lungs, dissipating heat and burning Yin.

Talking.

He will take his own prescription and prescribe medicine to the patient.

But he left.

But Fang Qiu caught him again.

"What are you doing!"

Feng Xuexin became a little angry, turned his head and glared at Fang Qiu, and said, "Let go, don't delay me prescribing the patient."

"No way."

Fang Qiu shook his head firmly and said, "I still stick to my opinion. You have a dialectical problem. The patient will definitely not get better with your prescription."

Here.

Both of them fought hard on reason.

Not giving way to each other.

Before the consultation table.

In response to the two quarreling patients, after a long silence, he hurriedly said, "Or, I'll listen to Doctor Feng."

In Feng Xuexin's conversation with Fang Qiu, he heard that Fang Qiu had just studied Chinese medicine for a few days, so he should still be an apprentice.

Compare it this way.

He is naturally more willing to believe in Fengxuexin.

After all, Feng Xuexin is a justifiable doctor, and this medical clinic has been open for a long time.

"No, you can't take medicine according to this prescription."

Fang Qiu frowned and looked at Feng Xuexin and said, "If you follow your prescription to take medicine for treatment, the patient will definitely cough unabated, and the remaining symptoms will remain the same.

"You, what's the matter?"

Feng Xuexin was really angry. Looking at the extremely stubborn Fangqiu, he opened his mouth and said: "You are a Chinese medicine apprentice. Dare to prescribe a prescription without authorization, and dare to say that I prescribed it incorrectly?"