I didn't wait for a few minutes before I rang the bell to get off work.
Ding Qiunan and a female colleague who looked about the same age walked out, talking and laughing.
Seeing her husband waiting at the door, Ding Qiunan said hello to her colleagues and walked over.
Her colleague glanced curiously at the ordinary-looking Li Chu.
It seems that some people can't understand why Ding Qiunan, who is so beautiful and has such good skin, married this guy.
But this also let her know that the lover of this new colleague also worked in the main hospital.
When Ding Qiunan arrived at the pharmacy this morning, the eyes of the gay men started to glow green.
Later, when someone introduced themselves and said that the child was almost four years old, a basin of cold water was poured down on him.
"Let's go to the cafeteria to eat." Li Chu looked at his wife in military uniform and said with a smile.
"Has your office been tidied up?"
"Uncle Lin has asked someone to clean it up. I will give you the key later. After dinner, you can go and take a lunch break. I will go to class at one o'clock in the future."
"Don't you even take a break at noon?" Ding Qiunan asked in surprise.
"There is no break. Those students who come to study have a very tight schedule."
After arriving at the cafeteria and preparing a meal, Li Chu saw that most of the dining tables in the cafeteria were empty. Li Chu led his wife directly to a private room at the back and sat down.
In the main hospital, there were originally three separate canteens: large, medium and small.
The small cafeteria is for the hospital leaders, and the middle cafeteria is for the middle-level cadres in the hospital.
But now is a special period. All the small and medium-sized canteens have closed, leaving only the large canteens.
But after finishing the meal, these leaders, large and small, don't have to crowd the big table outside and can eat in the private room at the back.
Originally, Ding Qiunan's female colleague planned to squeeze in with them, but she watched helplessly as she went to eat in the private room at the back. The guard at the door did not stop her. How could she not know that this new colleague's lover was a leader.
After dinner, Li Chu led his wife to his office and gave her a key so that she could rest here.
He carried the teapot filled with water and the book on the basics of traditional Chinese medicine to the large conference room behind the hospital that was specially used for teaching.
There were already many students in the classroom. Li Chu did not sit on the podium, but sat on the aisle seat in the middle of the first row.
There are more than 130 students who came to study this year. Half of them have come now. They are all sitting in their seats and reading books seriously.
There were seventy or eighty people sitting in the huge classroom, and the only sound could be heard being pages of books.
One after another, people walked into the classroom quickly, and they all consciously said no one spoke. Occasionally, there were one or two people who spoke softly, and the exchanges were also about learning content.
"Comrade, where is your seat? We have arranged it accordingly, right?"
Li Chu, who was reading a book, didn't notice two people standing next to him.
Hearing the sound, he closed the book and stood up, nodding apologetically to the two lesbians standing next to the desk.
"I'm really sorry, please take a seat." After saying this, Li Chu walked out of his seat and looked back, seeing that most of the seats were already full.
Because of the movement in front, people who were reading behind them all raised their heads and looked over.
Picking up his books and teapot on the desk, Li Chu walked directly to the podium and sat on his chair.
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The students below seemed stunned for a moment, and the whole classroom fell silent.
He raised his hand and glanced at the time. It was already one o'clock. Li Chu cleared his throat and said, "Okay, the time has come. Let's start class."
"You all don't know me. I am your substitute teacher for the basics of traditional Chinese medicine this year. My name is Li Chu and I am the deputy director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of our general hospital."
As he spoke, he stood up, took the chalk, and wrote his name on the blackboard behind him.
The students below were extremely heartbroken.
To come to teach them at such a young age and still be a deputy director is fake.
Li Chu's face is really deceiving. He looks like he is in his early twenties.
Judging from his face, none of the students below are younger than him.
After all, this is an army with strong discipline. I was shocked, but no one was whispering to each other. They were all sitting there upright.
"Let me ask first, do any of you comrades have studied Chinese medicine before? If so, raise your hands and let me see."
In a classroom of more than a hundred people, only three people raised their hands.
Li Chu nodded and motioned for them to put their hands down.
Fortunately, it was within his expectation.
Sitting in his chair, he put aside the book he had been handed out.
"There is no need to open the book that was given to me. I said, you can remember it."
The students below hurriedly closed their books, took out their pens, and opened their notebooks, ready to record what Li Chu said.
"When looking at a disease in traditional Chinese medicine, we actually say that with three little fingers, a small pillow, and a small tongue, the disease will basically come out."
As he said this, Li Chu took out the pulse pillow he brought and raised it.
"This is the little pillow I was talking about, also called a pulse pillow."
He raised his hand again: "The three little fingers refer to the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger. As for the little tongue, you all have it."
"What do these three little fingers do? They feel the pulse. Our Chinese medicine practitioners say that the pulse is felt on the left hand. These three fingers are for the heart, liver and kidneys, and the right hand is for the lungs and spleen.
Once the pulse is detected, the problem of the internal organs will basically come out. Because we in Chinese medicine treat a disease by looking, smelling, asking, and feeling. I guess everyone has heard of this. This feeling is to feel the pulse, which is also called feeling the pulse. In Chinese medicine, the diagnosis is based on the eight cardinal principles of syndrome differentiation, whether it is a yin syndrome or a yang syndrome.
, is it a deficiency syndrome or a syndrome, is it a cold syndrome or a heat syndrome? If it is hot, treat it with cold, if it is cold, treat it with heat, if it is deficient, treat it with supplements, if it is excess, treat it with diarrhea."
Li Chu paused here and took a sip of water before continuing.
"What do you mean? If your pulse beats fast, it means there is heat, and you need to clear away the heat. If your pulse beats slowly, it means there is cold. You need to warm the yang and drive away the cold.
If you are deficient, then the pulse is weak and you need to make up for the deficiency. If the pulse is stringy and slippery, it means it is strong and you need to relieve it.
Therefore, when treating a disease in traditional Chinese medicine, in the simplest terms, taking the pulse can reveal the deficiency and excess of your internal organs, as well as the cold and heat on the outside and inside. A floating pulse indicates that the disease is on the outside, which is a superficial disease, while a slow pulse indicates that the disease is on the inside.
Of course, it’s not as simple as that. I will explain in detail how to distinguish the pulse later.”
After taking another sip of water, Li Chu looked at the students below and asked, "How about it, comrades, can you write it down?"
The students below all nodded. He actually didn't speak very fast. As long as he paid attention, he could keep up and write it down.
"Let's talk about the tongue. This tongue is very important in Chinese medicine. It is equivalent to an examination instrument."