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Chapter 72, Challenge the Needle King (2)!



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Wang Yangxin stood at the door and waited for a while, and a man in a black suit walked over quickly.

"Mr. Wang, everything is ready." The man whispered.

"Very good. Then we'll start." Wang Yangxin said.

Wang Yangxin waved his hand and the man left quickly, as if he was doing something difficult to see and worried that someone would find out.

Wang Yangxin then pushed open the door of the VIP diagnosis room and said with a smile: "Grandpa, everything is ready. Can you start?"

"Qin Luo, is there any problem?" Wang Xiushen turned around to seek Qin Luo's opinion.

"No problem." Qin Luo said with a smile.

"Then let's start." Wang Xiushen said. "We will check the diagnosis in the first game. Still, like last time, patients were selected on site for diagnosis and treatment. I am the host, and this store was also opened by our Wang family. In order to avoid suspected cheating, all patients were randomly selected. What do you think?"

"Everything is arranged by the elder Wang." Qin Luo agreed happily.

He knew that according to Wang Xiushen's status, he would not do such opportunistic things. If it spread, it would be a fatal blow to his reputation.

Besides, what if you cheat?

In the face of clever medical skills, all conspiracies are paper tigers.

Wang Yangxin called out and someone immediately sent the registration form for the patient who came to the door today.

"You ask first." In order to prove his innocence, Wang Xiushen took the initiative to ask Qin Luo to choose a number.

"No. 16." Qin Luo said.

After Qin Luo selected the numbers, Wang Yangxin immediately selected the patient information of No. 16 from the registration form.

"Li Ke. Male. 36 years old." Wang Yangxin read the information on the registration form.

"Please come up." Gu Baixian said with a stern face.

Soon, under the guidance of the shop's doctor guide, a middle-aged man with a bitter face covering his stomach was taken into this VIP room.

The man was obviously stunned when he saw so many old men in this room, and stopped, turned his face and looked at the doctor guide behind him, and asked, "Miss, have we gone to the wrong place?"

"Sir. Congratulations. Our old dean and several experts are ready to help you with consultation in person." The shopping guide said with a smile on his face.

"What's going on? What disease do I have? Why is it so serious?" The muscles on the man's face stiffened, and he almost cried out in a hurry.

He thought he had some difficult disease and wanted to see God and his old man.

"Sir, that's right. Today is the day when our old dean has a free medical consultation every month. One of the patients will be randomly selected for treatment on that day and all the costs of the patients are exempted." I don't know if it was explained in advance, or if the shopping guide's ability is very responsive, it solved the patient's doubts and fears in an instant.

"So that?" The middle-aged man's face was filled with a smile. He said happily: "Then I'll bother several experts."

He also saw that these old men seemed very amazing. If they helped with the diagnosis and treatment, the disease would be cured soon.

Besides, it’s still a good idea. If you don’t try it, don’t try it.

Wang Xiushen nodded and said to Qin Luo: "You take your pulse first."

Qin Luo walked over, reached out and held the middle-aged man's hand that was still trying to break free, and carefully took his pulse.

"Didn't you say that the old dean will treat me? How could an intern be sent?" the middle-aged man asked angrily. He felt that he had been deceived.

"Don't talk. To avoid aggravating the condition." Qin Luo glanced at him and said.

The middle-aged man was intimidated and immediately closed his mouth.

This time, Qin Luo took his pulse a little longer, and it took him two or three minutes. Moreover, while he was taking his pulse, he was still looking at the patient's facial features and symptoms.

When he saw the red blood in the patient's eyes and the dry cracks at the corner of his mouth, he was already cleared of his chest, loosened the patient's wrist and stood quietly aside.

After Qin Luo took his pulse, Wang Xiushen walked over and grabbed the middle-aged man's wrist and pinched it for a while.

After the two took their pulses separately, Gu Baixian stood up and asked, "Do you have anything to ask the patient?"

"No." Qin Luo shook his head.

"I don't have it either." Wang Xiushen said with a smile.

It seems that both of them are confident. Just by the "hop" and "check" in the four Chinese medicine diagnosis, you already know what disease middle-aged men suffer from.

"If not, you can write a diagnosis report on paper separately. In order to add a little difficulty to this first diagnosis, I suggest that you write down the prescription you are thinking of."

Someone in the room had prepared pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Qin Luo and Wang Xiushen walked to the table to write.

Wang Xiushen's font is strong and powerful, and has a very fast speed. He uses cursive script commonly used by doctors.

It is not surprising to these people who know the goods.

But everyone's eyes were attracted by Qin Luo's font, including Wang Yangxin.

As Qin Luo raised his wrist and moved lightly, beautiful fonts appeared on the paper. The characters were very thin and vigorous, elegant and elegant, like flowing clouds and water, smooth and freehand painting.

Everyone recognizes that this font is imitated by Su Shi, a famous calligrapher of a generation. Although it is only similar in shape, it is very valuable at his young age.

"Good words. Just based on this word, I will be regarded as a great master of the generation." The black-faced Bao Gong Gu Baixian was the first to express his appreciation.

"Beautiful. It's really beautiful. It's worthy of being from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. It has a profound heritage." Lao Zhuo also applauded.

"It is rare for young people today to write beautiful calligraphy like this." The cup king Guo Xusheng also smiled and praised.

Qin Luo was secretly happy after receiving the praise of several traditional Chinese medicine predecessors.

Although he doesn't know computers, can't sing, can't drink, can't drive -- but not everyone can learn what he knows.

Especially in modern cities, handwritten fonts have long been replaced by computer keyboards. There are very few people who can write such beautiful fonts.

After Wang Xiushen finished writing his prescription, he also turned his face to look at Qin Luo's font. He sighed and said, "The font is the storefront. With this skillful handwriting, I lost 10%."

Qin Luo put down his brush and said with a smile: "I'll make you laugh at me for me."

"Just with this hand, no one can laugh at you." Gu Baixian's tone was still very rigid, but everyone could hear that he appreciated Qin Luo's protection.

"Now, let's look at the prescription first." The chubby Lao Zhuo said with a smile.

The three of them put Wang Xiushen and Qin Luo together, and after studying it together, Gu Baixian said: "The diagnosis is similar. They both have anger and liver fire, and have external sensations. The abdomen is full and the stool is irritable."

"However, the prescriptions are very different." Lao Zhuo said. "Old Wang opened the land and was the place of the Weiling Fairy. The focus was on the communication. One way to communicate with all the communication, the body was light and the air was refreshed. It was also a wonderful recipe for eliminating diseases and eliminating fire."

"As Qin Luo, Kaidi is the prescription for Dachengqi Decoction. However, a few medicines for Wei Lingxian were added." Guo Xusheng turned his face to look at Qin Luo and asked, "Is this prescription too fierce? Dachengqi Decoction originally had the effect of unblocking the meridians and regulating qi. If you add a few medicines for draining the body, wouldn't that be out of control?"

Qin Luo glanced at the middle-aged man looking at them blankly, and said with a smile: "Wei Lingxian has the function of unblocking meridians and regulating qi. This can trigger the medicinal power of Dachengqi Decoction. When the medicinal power comes into play, the stool will naturally be cleared. The effect of Wei Lingxian is like a match for lighting cigarettes. Without fire, how can you smoke?"

The four of them were all masters of traditional Chinese medicine. After hearing Qin Luo's words, they were all in deep thought.

The first thing I thought was Wang Xiushen. He slapped his thighs suddenly and said with a smile: "That's right. This drink is really wonderful to use the land. I admit defeat in this game."

"Although the medicine is effective, it can indeed achieve miraculous effects." Lao Zhuo also said with a smile.

Gu Baixian said: "Compared with Wei Lingxian, Dachengqi Decoction can indeed cure the root cause faster. However, the damage to the patient's body must be more serious. I think it is appropriate to tie this game."

Qin Luo also nodded in agreement and said, "Although my prescription has been innovative, I am too impatient. Let's get it."

"Okay. Since you said that, I won't refuse pretentiously. Let's get a draw in this game." Wang Xiushen said.

"The question just now is equivalent to two comparisons, diagnosis and prescription. Diagnosis is a draw, and prescription is also a draw. However, it is a test question with diagnosis as the main one, prescription as the supplement. This second question is based on prescription as the main one, diagnosis as the supplement."

After Gu Baixian stated the rules of the second game, Wang Yangxin once again sent a patient registration form.

This time, Wang Xiushen still asked Qin Luo to choose a number. Qin Luo refused, so Wang Xiushen chose a number nine.

"Zhang Beibei. Male. Two years old." Wang Yangxin took the registration card and read out the patient's information again.

Child? No one expected that such a young patient would be selected this time.

"Do you want to change the number?" Wang Yangxin asked.

Wang Xiushen waved his hand and said, "Please come up."

After a while, a young woman came up with a child. The child was tender and tender, lying in her mother's arms like a little rabbit, crying constantly.

"What's going on?" Qin Luo asked.

"Bronchial pneumonia caused by colds." The young mother tried hard to hold the child tightly and prevented him from struggling. She said anxiously.

The patient came out, and the rest was prescribed.

Wang Xiushen sat on the chair and quickly prescribed a dose of the prescription.

Qin Luo took the child from his young mother's arms, gently kneaded his back, and said, "Please keep warm. Drink more boiled water. Frequently massage the child's back, earlobes, arms, palms, soles of the feet, thighs, calves and other parts. The force should be light, 15 minutes each time, 3 to 5 days a day. Do not do this action without eating or within one hour after meals. If the child's immunity is improved, this will not happen."

It was amazing that the child stopped crying under Qin Luo's massage and lay in his arms with a quiet and enjoyable look on his face. He looked lazy and sleepy and cute.

"Thank you. Thank you." The young mother said with a grateful look.

After hearing Qin Luo's words, Wang Xiushen, who was prescribing the prescription, suddenly paused.

After sitting dull on his face for a while, he rolled the prescription he had just written into a ball, threw it into the waste paper, and said with a wry smile: "I lost this game. I lost the Dixin and was convinced."

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