Zhang Shengli didn't react for a while, but when he saw the sign made of simple fabric in Su Shicheng's hand, he immediately understood what he meant.
A piece of white cloth with the word "free clinic" written on it was lifted up by a bamboo pole.
The dignified main person in charge of Zhangjia Village is now reduced to setting up a stall in front of his own house. This kind of thing will probably spread throughout Longhuan Town in a few days.
But Zhang Shengli knew that this was the shortest way to improve his traditional Chinese medicine.
He knows many medical books by heart, such as the Song of Soup, the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic, Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases, etc. As long as there are medical books available on the market, he knows almost all of them, and he can even recognize the meridians and acupuncture points.
But he has never practiced it. Even when Zhu Yao fainted last time, he just prescribed the medicine according to the medical book.
Now that he has such a powerful master teaching him step by step, he is not happy yet, so how could he refuse?
Since the two of them got up early, there were almost no people on both sides of the river. Only some villagers from other villages were busy placing the items they sold.
Zhang Shengli carried the flag and followed Su Shicheng directly to the bridge, found a table and sat down.
Su Shicheng's preparation was very simple, including a stack of paper specially used for prescribing medicine, a brush and a fountain pen and a bottle of ink, plus the temporary signboard. If it weren't for the two people's clothes, they would definitely look like ancient street attire.
The look of a stall.
"Can you feel your pulse?" After Su Shicheng placed all the things, he looked back at Zhang Shengli.
"I have a little understanding of it, but I haven't practiced it."
Su Shicheng nodded and said: "In the first half hour??, I will demonstrate it for you. You only need to watch from the side, remember it carefully, and observe it."
Zhang Shengli nodded understandingly.
At this moment, a villager from another village who was setting up a stall came over.
"Shengli, what are you doing?"
"Uncle Wang? I came out to study with the master." Zhang Shengli looked at this villager from another village who was not very familiar with him and had only met him a few times before, and said hello with a smile.
"Study medicine?"
"Yes!" Zhang Shengli said with a smile: "How is your business recently?"
"Well, it's not bad. It's all thanks to your village. Otherwise, I would be guarding the two acres of farmland at home." As he said this, Uncle Wang laughed.
"Who is this?" Uncle Wang asked, "Is he the new miracle doctor in your village?"
Su Shicheng had everything ready at this time. Hearing Uncle Wang's question, he smiled and said, "Brother, do you want to try it first?"
"Me?" Uncle Wang waved his hand and said, "There's nothing wrong with me. I'm strong."
Su Shicheng smiled and shook his head and said, "There is always something wrong with this person, and sometimes he can't even find it."
The conversation suddenly changed, and Su Shicheng continued: "I think, brother, you have a sallow complexion and thin muscles, and lack of Qi when you speak. It should be a sign of spleen deficiency."
Uncle Wang was stunned for a moment, then laughed, obviously not believing what Su Shicheng said.
Seeing this, Su Shicheng said with a smile: "Spleen deficiency usually results in dry stools and constipation, because spleen deficiency will lead to a lack of gastrointestinal power. Generally, the body is obese or too thin, sweating a lot, short of breath, and the body is too thin. This is because the spleen cannot be transported and transformed, and it is difficult to
Absorption. Obesity is caused by spleen deficiency and dampness, which makes it difficult to transport and transform moisture and accumulates in the body. Obesity with spleen dampness often results in abdominal obesity."
Su Shicheng spoke in great detail, mainly focusing on Zhang Shengli, but as he explained, Uncle Wang on the side was stunned for a moment.
Although he didn't quite understand, he had almost all of the symptoms Su Shicheng mentioned just now. He originally thought they were caused by his old age, but he didn't expect that there was something wrong with his body.
Zhang Shengli listened carefully and memorized attentively without making any mistakes. This was much faster than reading and learning.
"Then please help me, brother, how to cure my disease." Uncle Wang also believed it at this time, and quickly sat down and asked.
Seeing this, Su Shicheng motioned to the other party to open his mouth. At the same time, he pointed it to Zhang Shengli and said, "Did you see that the tongue coating is dark yellow and the teeth marks on the edges of the tongue are more obvious. This is the symptom of spleen deficiency. If in this case, you
How would you prescribe this medicine?"
Su Shicheng seemed to have the intention of testing Zhang Shengli, because he had also learned about Zhang Shengli before and had read various medical books on Zhang Shengli, and had also tested him, and almost no one could defeat Zhang Shengli.
Hearing Su Shicheng's question at this time, Zhang Shengli sat down, picked up a brush, wrote a prescription directly on the paper, and handed it to Su Shicheng.
"Master, take a look."
Su Shicheng did not expect that Zhang Shengli would choose a brush instead of a fountain pen. Originally, he had prepared the brush himself, and the pen was prepared for Zhang Shengli.
Looking at the handwriting on the paper, it wasn't very pretty, but it wasn't a bad font either. Su Shicheng nodded with satisfaction.
"The prescription is correct, but the dosage is a bit too small." As he said that, Su Shicheng rewrote a prescription, handed it to Zhang Shengli, and said: "There can't be any mistakes in Chinese medicine. There is no big problem if the dosage is too small, but
It will affect the efficacy."
Uncle Wang watched the two people teaching and learning, anxious but unable to say anything. Finally, he got a chance and said quickly: "What do you think of me?"
Su Shicheng smiled, handed the prescription he prescribed to Uncle Wang's hand, and said: "Follow this prescription and go to the pharmacy to get the medicine. Take it twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening, for three days."
"Is this okay?"
Su Shicheng smiled and nodded.
Zhang Shengli also laughed. Traditional Chinese medicine is different from Western medicine. Now that traditional Chinese medicine is declining, many people regard it as a sign of superstition and unscientific treatment.
After a patient came down, more than ten minutes passed. At this time, people were already coming and going to the river.
When they saw Zhang Shengli, some people said hello and left, and some people made jokes. But as Su Shicheng checked the pulse and identified the symptoms one by one, and explained everyone's symptoms in detail, everyone came
Got interested.
In this day and age, who doesn't have some minor health problems and who doesn't want to try it if they have such a good opportunity and don't have to spend any money?
Just like that, a strange scene happened by the river all morning.
Many people lined up to wait. Su Shicheng made diagnoses one by one. After the diagnosis, Zhang Shengli was asked to prescribe prescriptions, which were then confirmed by Su Shicheng.
In the distance, Zhang Xiaodong and his group were standing there pointing.
"You said that this victory was arranged well yesterday, but now that we are all here, he has gone to sell dog-skin plasters."
"Can you speak? That's called a free clinic." Zhang Tao kicked Zhang Xiaodong on the body.
"Then what should we do now?" Zhang Xiaodong curled his lips.
"Just wait a while, it shouldn't take too long."
"It's been all morning, and you see there are still so many people queuing up behind you."
Zhang Erquan couldn't help it anymore and said, "I'm still waiting for him to drive me on a blind date at noon."
"You can just go on the blind date by yourself, why should you ask him to follow you?"
"I can't drive, right?" Zhang Erquan said, "If I could drive, why would I ask him to steal my limelight?"