It took not long. Half an hour later, Zhang Yankai's Da Chaihu Decoction was served with and withered.

In order to verify whether the addition and subtraction of Zhang Yan's Da Chaihu Decoction is as effective as he said, the hospital directly did it on his behalf, decocted the medicine and brought it to the patient for taking it.

A group of doctors watched the patient drink the Chinese medicine.

Then, widen your eyes and wait to see the patient's reaction.

Zhang Yan always had a calm smile on his face.

Sure enough, after the patient took Chinese medicine, within a few minutes, his face, which was originally twisted due to pain, returned to normal, and his whole body seemed to feel much more relaxed.

"Doctor, it really doesn't hurt anymore!" the patient shouted in surprise.

After saying that, he got off the bed, pulled out the needle from his hand, and kowtowed to Zhang Yan, "Thank you, doctor, you saved my life! Thank you, thank you..."

"Auntie, don't be polite. We are doctors, and it is our responsibility to treat and save patients." Zhang Yan quickly supported the patient.

"Miscellaneous Doctor! Doctor, you are such a miracle doctor!" The patient kept saying, holding Zhang Yan's hand.

"Auntie, I'm not a miracle doctor.

You! I think so much now, go to bed and have a good sleep.

After waking up, take another medicine and wait until your bowel movements are released, your disease will be cured by 70% or 80%.” Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Okay, okay! I'll listen to the doctor!" Zhang Yan's words seemed to have magic. After hearing this, the patient yawned and returned to the bed obediently. After a while, he fell asleep.

"Doctor Zhang, are you asleep now?" Zhao Pengcheng was shocked.

He said that the patient would go to bed, but the patient yawned and fell asleep back to bed.

If it weren't for this, it was a new China and he would not pay attention to feudal superstition, he would have thought that Zhang Yan could do magic.

"If you were tortured by the pain for seven or eight hours, you would have been exhausted. Now that the pain is gone, you will naturally fall asleep as soon as you get tired of it." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

Yes! Yes!

Zhao Pengcheng nodded repeatedly, and after this explanation, it became much more scientific.

"Doctor Zhang, can this traditional Chinese medicine really cure cholecystitis?" After returning to the conference room, Zhao Pengcheng and a group of doctors were still a little unbelievable.

Traditional Chinese medicine can actually cure cholecystitis and it works so quickly.

"I'll say it again, traditional Chinese medicine cannot cure cholecystitis.

Cholecystitis is just a saying in Western medicine.

In traditional Chinese medicine syndrome, the pulse is deep, stringy, slippery and strong. Slow and strong is the internal syndrome, slippery is the actual syndrome, heat syndrome, and strong pulse is the internal yang syndrome.

The yellow and greasy tongue root, the cheeks flushed, and the yellow and red urine also confirm the existence of the elbow dysfunction syndrome.

If you sweat profusely, you may be damaged by body fluids, but your pulse is not thin, slow, or weak, and other signs of body fluid deficiency, so the damage is not serious.

A stringy pulse, bitter mouth, aversion to bad food, unable to eat, pain in the right flank, and abrupt stomach, may be Shaoyang disease.

Therefore, my diagnosis is a combination of Shaoyang disease and Yangming disease.

For Shaoyang disease and Yangming disease, you can use Xiao Chaihu plus gypsum, Xiao Chaihu plus Glauber's salt, Da Chaihu Decoction and other prescriptions to relieve Shaoyang and Yangming.

Which one to use depends on the development of the disease...

Zhang Yan was very satisfied with his speech, but when he saw Zhao Pengcheng and other doctors, he stared at him with big eyes.

The confused mother opened the door and was stunned and was stunned.

They could understand every word Zhang Yan said separately, but when they were connected together, they were like listening to a heavenly book, and they didn't understand a single word.

well!

Zhang Yan sighed.

Play the piano against the cow!

Invincible and lonely.

I... Zhang Qiubai, I am as lonely as snow!

Zhang Yan sighed, "Director Zhao, you guys are busy! I'm going to go to the clinic for treatment."

After saying that, he turned around and left the conference room.

"Director Zhao, is this doctor Zhang a Western medicine or a Chinese medicine?" Someone asked a very critical question.

"this·····"

Zhao Pengcheng was also stunned, yes!

Is this doctor Zhang a Chinese medicine or a Western medicine?

You say he is a Chinese medicine doctor, but Western medicine surgery is so powerful, and the finger cutting and replantation surgery is the only one in the country.

But if you say he is a Western doctor, he can take pulses and prescribe prescriptions. A pair of medicine cures acute gallstone cholecystitis that gives them headaches.

"Maybe in Dr. Zhang's eyes, there has never been a distinction between Chinese and Western medicine. What he pursues is to cure diseases and save people.

Traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine are all methods of curing diseases and saving people in his eyes." Zhao Pengcheng thought for a while and spoke.

It seems that Dr. Zhang's finger-cutting replantation surgery includes traditional Chinese medicine ingredients.

"Brother Zhang, you are so awesome! A pair of medicine cured cholecystitis." Along the way, Zhao Shengli and Qian Hongying chatted excitedly, but they had not recovered from the outpatient clinic.

"Xiao Zhao, you have also memorized "Binhu Pulse Science" for so long, and speak more professionally.

If you are discussing traditional Chinese medicine, don’t bring Western medicine vocabulary.

Western medicine diagnosis will only lead you to misunderstandings.

So, when talking about this disease, don’t talk about cholecystitis, but about the combination of Shaoyang disease and Yangming disease.” Zhang Yan made a serious correction.

"Oh! I know Brother Zhang!"

"Okay, I have that time to envy me, otherwise I will hurry up and read and study!

Remember, learning makes me happy!" Zhang Yan said with a smile, and then buried his head in reading.

Zhao Shengli was stunned for a moment. He admired Zhang Yan's point of view. He said he could read books and immediately got into the state.

In other words, there is no such word "school master" in this era.

Otherwise, Zhao Shengli would have sighed that this is the realm of a top student.

Entering the learning state in seconds is the difference between a top student and a poor student.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yan was destined to be unable to study with peace of mind in the afternoon.

Because, Chu Yunlong greeted the registration room in person.

All patients with neck, shoulder, waist and legs pain, and all patients with trauma related to bones are given Zhang Yan's number.

so······

Not long after Zhang Yan sat down, a patient came to see the doctor.

The first patient was a young woman with a child.

"Doctor, please show it. My son just fell down and kept shouting that his arm hurts."

"Okay, don't worry." Zhang Yan comforted the young woman gently, and then looked at the little boy.

"Little kid, tell uncle where you feel uncomfortable?" Zhang Yan actually saw it with one sentence, just confirming it again.

The little boy had one arm hanging down and motionless.

"The arm hurts!"

"So smart! Then can you point your uncle with your hands? Is it painful in that position?"

"This... it hurts here!" The little boy hesitated for a moment before pointing at his shoulder joint with another finger.

Zhang Yan just realized that it must be a dislocation of the shoulder joint.

The previous words are just for the treatment for a while.

"Awesome! Uncle rewarded you with this candy!" Zhang Yan took out a piece of prawn crisp from his pocket like a magic trick.

While stuffing the prawn crisps into the boy's left hand, he pressed the little boy's shoulder with the other hand.

"Tell uncle, does it hurt if it is pressed like this?"

The little boy shook his head.

"What about this?" Zhang Yan gently pulled the little boy's right hand with his other hand.

Because Zhang Yan's movements were very light and dislocated, he would not feel any pain if he held the hand like this and did not lift it up.

So, the little boy still shook his head.

"Well! Awesome! OK! It's okay!" Zhang Yan smiled gently, and then as he spoke, his hand shook with the little boy's arm.

Gaba.

Before the little boy could cry out for pain, his shoulder joint had been reset.

"Okay?" The young woman obviously hadn't reacted yet.
To be continued...