Song Yun, a modern inheritor of ancient medical practices, accidentally transmigrates to the year 1973, becoming an unlucky girl unloved by her father and ignored by her mother.
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I knocked on the study door and heard a deep male voice from inside, "Come in."
Pushing open the door, Li Maozhong let Song Yun go in first.
Song Yun followed suit and walked in with confidence. The first person she saw when she entered was a young man, about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a military uniform, with an upright posture and handsome looks. His eyes were very sharp when he looked at people.
Song Yun exchanged glances with the young man, nodded, then looked away to see Chief He sitting behind the desk.
Just as Li Maozhong had described, Commander He looked extremely thin, his face pale and sickly. However, when he looked at her, his eyes were gentle, and he smiled warmly. "Are you the girl that Old Liu keeps praising all the time, Captain Song?"
Song Yun gave a standard military salute and said, "Commander, I am Song Yun, deputy captain of the Sichuan Provincial Military District Special Operations Team."
When the young man beside him heard this, he showed surprise in his eyes. He looked at Song Yun again, and his sharp eyes were more inquiring and suspicious.
The deputy captain of the special forces? A young female comrade from the renowned Sichuan Provincial Military District Special Forces?
Compared with the young man's suspicion, Chief He obviously knew more about Song Yun. He knew very well that this female comrade did not get the title in vain. She was able to become the deputy captain by doing beautiful military deeds time and time again, and she deserved the title.
"Well done! Heroes have always emerged from youth, and women are always as brave as men."
Song Yun felt a little embarrassed to be praised like this in person by such a respected leader.
Fortunately, Li Maozhong spoke up to help her out, "Commander, you can praise me later. Let Comrade Song treat you first."
Chief He nodded, put down his pen, stood up and sat down on the single sofa in the study.
Li Maozhong immediately moved a stool over and placed it in front of Chief He.
Song Yun walked over, put down the medicine box, sat down on the stool, and said, "Let me take your pulse first."
Chief He obediently stretched out his hand, and Song Yun held Chief He's wrist, and placed the index and middle fingers of her other hand on the wrist pulse.
After a moment, Song Yun retracted her hand and began to ask Chief He questions, such as the location of the abdominal pain, the pain sensation, the duration of the pain, and whether the attack occurred before or after meals.
She was very careful and wrote down the answers to every question.
After asking these questions, I did a few basic tests and basically confirmed the condition.
"You've had this stomach problem for at least ten years," Song Yun said.
Commander He nodded. "Pretty much. At the time, I only felt a little pain, and it healed on its own without medication, so I didn't bother with it."
Song Yun said as she wrote the prescription, "You've been suffering from this stomach ailment for too long, and it's become stubborn gastritis. If it's not cured quickly, it could turn malignant, and then it won't be as simple as just taking medicine to treat it."
Chief He said, "That's what the hospital said, but I've taken all the medicine they prescribed on time, and it hasn't worked at all. Do you have any solution?"
Song Yun nodded. "You can try my recipe first. I can't say whether it will work or not. You can try it once and see the effect."
"Can you see the effect in one go?" asked the young man on the side.
Song Yun glanced at him and said, "Of course."
Chief He smiled and said, "This is my youngest son, ignore him."
Song Yunyu didn't intend to pay attention. She had already written the prescription. She put the medicine aside and continued writing. As she wrote, she said, "Are you vomiting everything you eat now?"