"Doctor Zhang, there are several masters in our pharmacy. Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, we were pharmacy masters in the Chinese pharmacy.

I just showed you two prescriptions to them, there is no problem." Zhao Pengcheng came to the clinic in person and said to Zhang Yan.

"Then make a batch first!"

When Zhao Pengcheng came, Zhang Yan was treating a patient and giving her shoulder massage.

This is a middle-aged woman in her forties who has suffered periarthritis for half a year.

Zhang Yan gave her a shoulder massage to relieve it.

It requires rapid treatment, and it also depends on plaster or that fumigation bag.

"Sister, do you know the medical room of Hongxing Rolling Factory?"

"I know, I heard that there is also a doctor in the steel rolling mill, and it works to treat shoulder pain.

But I am not a worker in a rolling mill, so I can’t go there.”

OK, Zhang Yan's words later were blocked by his elder sister and he couldn't continue to say it.

They have public medical expenses, so they can only come to Xicheng Hospital.

Zhang Yan originally wanted middle-aged women to go to the steel rolling mill to apply a plaster.

"I have to ask you to come here tomorrow and go directly to the ward to find Dr. Lu and ask him to apply a plaster to you.

Three days later, I was still out of the clinic here.

Then, I will give you a massage and change a plaster. After three times, your periarthritis will be almost cured." Zhang Yan changed his speech.

"Okay, please give me a doctor." The middle-aged woman thanked her and left.

"Director Zhao, that plaster and medicine bag, let's make a batch first!

There is also this prescription, and a batch is made." Zhang Yan wrote another prescription and handed it to Zhao Pengcheng.

"Is this a pill? What disease does it cure?"

"Qianhao Jianshen Pills are effective in treating both qi and blood deficiency, rheumatism and bone pain, waist and knee pain, frequent urination and urgency, and are also effective in neurasthenia." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Your prescription, Tongrentang also has it?"

"Different! Different combinations and different efficacy.

After doing it, Director Zhao will tell if he tries it." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"This... I'll arrange for the pharmacy to make it together." Zhao Pengcheng's old face turned red and he quickly agreed.

What does this doctor mean?

How did he know that I want to try the effect of Qianghao Jianshen Pills?

At this time, another patient came in outside, and Zhao Pengcheng quickly said goodbye and left.

"Where is this comrade, why are you feeling uncomfortable?" Zhang Yan looked at the patient and asked gently.

This is a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a light gray Zhongshan suit, and he looks like a leading cadre.

"Doctor, my stomach hurts for a while. It's been a pain today. It hurts so much."

Good guy, finally no longer a patient with neck, shoulder, waist and leg pain, but a patient with stomachache.

This is the best match for this outpatient clinic.

This is a general surgery clinic.

I only saw patients in orthopedics all afternoon.

"Give me your hand, I'll take your pulse!" Zhang Yan nodded and said with a smile.

After a while, Zhang Yan said gently again: "Give me the other hand!"

"Open your mouth, I'll take a look!"

The pulse is tight and slightly stringy, the left Guan is deep and weak, the right Guan is weak, the tongue is pale and red, slightly dark, with tooth marks, cold hands and feet, and thin and slightly thick tongue coating.

Zhang Yan muttered in his heart.

"Comrade, have you experienced diarrhea or dry stools in recent times?"

"Yes, I often had diarrhea some time ago. I thought my stomachache was caused by diarrhea. Later, after taking the medicine, I stopped having diarrhea, but I became dry again. I didn't have any stool for two days." The middle-aged cadre looked in surprise.

He spoke with Zhang Yan.

"Look at how you dress up like a cadre? Where do you work?" Zhang Yan smiled easily, as if he was chatting, and asked casually.

“I work in the district government.”

“Sure enough, looking at you is like a leader.

Do you feel vomiting when your stomach hurts?" Zhang Yan praised and then asked.

"Yes, I feel like I want to vomit but can't."

"No big problem! You are lying on the bed, I'll tell you!" Zhang Yan took out his stethoscope and said with a smile.

"Doctor, are you a traditional Chinese medicine or a Western medicine?" The middle-aged cadre saw Zhang Yan call him a pulse for a long time, then suddenly took out a stethoscope and asked with a smile.

"I combine traditional Chinese and Western medicine, and the effect is good and the effect is fast!" Zhang Yan joked.

Zhang Yan listened to the middle-aged cadres' intestinal sounds.

"Doctor, I'm not suffering from some serious illness, right?"

"You are the leader. I have finally come here once. I will not check it out carefully for you?

You have no major problems. I will prescribe a few pairs of Chinese medicine for you and just drink it when you go back." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Of course, if it's not good, then you have to go to a large hospital like Peking University or Union University or Tongrentang to find an experienced old Chinese doctor to regulate your stomach problems.

This is what you used to have irregular diets, and your stomach and intestines are damaged by hunger and fullness, and your hot and cold meals are not allowed to make you suffer from your stomach.

Now your stomach is protesting against you.

If they don’t take good care of them, they will go on strike.” Zhang Yan joked.

"Haha... I found that you, a doctor, are not only good at medical skills, but also quite humorous.

You are really right. My stomach is a problem caused by hunger and fullness.

There is no way. Our New China has just been established. There are too many things to do. When you are busy, you can’t care about eating!

Just today, I finally took some time to come and take a look.

It won’t work if I don’t come! My stomach and intestines have begun to protest.” The middle-aged cadre said with a laugh.

After Zhang Yan prescribed the prescription, he handed it to the middle-aged cadre, "one medicine a day, and drink it in two doses."

"Good guy, doctor, you have enough medicine for this prescription!"

"Are you a leading cadre?

Your stomach and intestines are not only yours, but also valuable assets belonging to our country.

It is necessary to condition your stomach and intestines so that you have the energy to serve national construction.

Our doctors can’t do anything else, we can only find ways to build your motherland in a better state." Zhang Yan explained with a smile.

Can you not use much medicine?

This is a dose of Chinese medicine that combines four prescriptions: Banxia Xiexin Decoction, Magnolia officinalis, Panax notoginseng, Licorice Ginseng Decoction, Fuling Drink, Juzhijiang Decoction, and four prescriptions.

"Leader, you should take this medicine for seven days first. After seven days, you will come for a follow-up visit." Zhang Yan explained again.

"Okay! I'll come to you for a follow-up visit in seven days.

You are a doctor, very good!" The middle-aged cadre agreed with a smile.

After seeing off the middle-aged cadre, Zhang Yan's original smile disappeared instantly and his brows frowned tightly.

The pulse is mostly stringy on the left Guan and weak on the right Guan. This is caused by weak spleen and stomach, impaired movement, and improper lifting and falling.

"Brother Zhang, is there anything wrong?" Zhao Shengli felt something was wrong just now.

Zhang Yan doesn't talk so much when he sees a doctor.

Also, Zhang Yan rarely had a pulse on both hands. He not only used a stethoscope to snatch his hands, but also used a stethoscope.

"Well! I hope I guessed wrong." Zhang Yan let out a long sigh and murmured.

"Doctor Lu, please call the unit of the comrade just now. Ask the leaders or family members of their unit to find me at Hongxing Hospital tomorrow.

You must explain clearly and not let the patients just now know." Zhang Yan explained to the Army.

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Lu Jun also felt something was wrong, so he quickly stood up and ran out to make a phone call.

"Remember, I can only tell the leaders of their unit that I can explain clearly and not let the patients know what I said." Zhang Yan reminded him again.

"clear!"

"Brother Zhang, what disease did the one who just got?"

"I'm not sure about the disease now.
To be continued...