Upon hearing this, Zhang Hongning wanted to test Lu Chaoyang's medical skills and asked her several pathological questions in a row.
Lu Chaoyang not only answers quickly, but also has her own unique insights.
He talked about various traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions and explained in detail which medicine is suitable for which disease.
Zhang Hongning's eyes lit up when he heard this. "Not bad, not bad, she's worthy of being my junior sister's granddaughter!"
The smile on Lu Chaoyang's face grew even brighter. "Grandpa Zhang, can I stay in the shop and be your assistant?"
Lu Chaoyang talked about her purpose of wanting to make money.
Zhang Hongning agreed without thinking, because the little girl in front of him was his junior sister's granddaughter.
With her here, he has one more reason to go find his junior sister!
The old man immediately handed over the shop to Lu Chaoyang and went to find Old Mrs. Zhao.
Before leaving, he told Lu Chaoyang that if there was a disease that could not be treated, he should ask the patient to come back in the afternoon.
Not long after the old man left, a plump, pale-faced woman walked in.
The other person was wearing a bright red Dacron shirt and a pair of black flared pants.
She has light makeup on her face and the most fashionable perm hairstyle, and her whole body exudes one message - she is rich!
"Is Doctor Zhang here?"
Hearing the voice, Lu Chaoyang hurriedly walked around the medicine cabinet and walked out. "Grandpa Zhang is not here. I'm his new assistant. Excuse me, do you have a stomachache?"
The fashionable woman looked at Lu Chaoyang and saw that although his skin was a little dark, his face was rosy and he looked very energetic. She then told him directly about her dysmenorrhea.
The problem of dysmenorrhea has always troubled Wang Zhiruo. Every time it comes, she has to take painkillers to get through it.
But she is preparing to have a baby recently, so she wants to try Chinese medicine.
After all, Chinese medicine emphasizes internal regulation.
Maybe this problem of hers can be cured.
"If you trust me, I can give you a few injections right now to relieve the pain."
Lu Chaoyang took out Grandpa Zhang's silver needle bag and looked at Wang Zhiruo seriously.
"If you don't believe me, you can come back in the afternoon. Grandpa Zhang will be there in the afternoon."
Zhang Hongning's traditional Chinese medicine shop is quite famous in Jin City, and many people come here to buy it.
Lu Chaoyang had thought carefully before giving the patient an injection right away.
After all, if the woman in front of her didn't believe her, even if she prescribed medicine for her, she might not insist on taking it.
Chinese medicine treatment will take at least ten days to half a month at the fastest.
If a woman does not take the medicine consistently, it will be in vain.
So she has to gain the other party's trust first!
If a doctor is an experienced Chinese doctor, it is easy to gain the trust of patients just by looking at his age.
After all, Chinese medicine emphasizes accumulation.
And she is now seventeen years old, which is really too young.
It is not easy to gain the trust of patients!
This is the case with a fashionably dressed woman. She doesn't trust Lu Chaoyang very much.
After all, the girl in front of me is too young.
"Then I'll do it this afternoon..." Before the woman could finish her words, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen and almost fell down.
In an instant, cold sweat covered his smooth forehead.
"Doctor, please give me a few injections now."
Wang Zhiruo was in so much pain that she couldn't walk, so she had no choice but to trust Lu Chaoyang's medical skills for the time being.
"good."
Without any hesitation, Lu Chaoyang helped Wang Zhiruo to lie down in the compartment, then took Grandpa Zhang's silver needles and inserted three needles into the woman's Guanyuan, Sanyinjiao and Shenque acupoints.
She gently twisted the silver needles with her fingertips and pulled them all out after a moment.
"How about it?"
Wang Zhiruo felt it carefully and then sat up straight.
"It seems...it doesn't hurt that much anymore."
There was a flash of surprise in Wang Zhiruo's eyes. Not only was the pain not as severe anymore, but there was only a slight bloating feeling left.
"Doctor, please prescribe some medicine for me."
Meeting the woman's trusting eyes, Lu Chaoyang nodded.
She walked over to the medicine cabinet and grabbed a few herbs. "This is Chuanxiong, Angelica, and White Peony Root... They have the effects of promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, regulating menstruation and relieving pain, and soothing the liver and relieving depression. Take three times a week."
"If you can persist in taking it, your dysmenorrhea will disappear in half a year at the latest."
"What about the fastest?" Wang Zhiruo looked at Lu Chaoyang with burning eyes.
"It will take at least three months."
"Doctor Lu, I will persevere!"
Wang Zhiruo's eyes became much more determined when she thought that she would never suffer from dysmenorrhea again.
"In addition to Chinese medicine conditioning, it is best to pay attention to your diet and avoid eating cold, raw, greasy, and spicy foods. Especially during menstruation, you must control your diet."
Hearing this, Wang Zhiruo's expression became a little unnatural.
She really loves spicy food and can't eat food without some chili.
"Doctor Lu, is diet important?"
As soon as Lu Chaoyang saw the look in the woman's eyes, he knew what she meant. She nodded and said, "Very important!"
"...Okay then, I will try my best to avoid it." As long as the dysmenorrhea problem can be cured, she will try her best!
After all, once the pain starts, it will really cost her half her life!
After Lu Chaoyang handed Wang Zhiruo a month's supply of medicine, Wang Zhiruo asked, "Doctor Lu, how much is it in total?"
Lu Chaoyang calculated the amount according to the price list and added her acupuncture fee.
"Six dollars in total."
No matter what era it is, medical treatment is always expensive.
In those days, pork only cost 78 cents per pound.
The cost of this medicine could buy seven kilograms of pork.
Wang Zhiruo's monthly salary was only 35 yuan, but fortunately her family was well-off, so her salary was only part of her pocket money.
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