Chapter 82 Chapter 82 It doesn’t hurt? What about now?
Shen Miao vaguely felt that there was a pair of eyes looking at her from behind, but when she turned her head, she saw nothing.
"Okay, I should go too," Shen Miao said, taking the bowl and spoon that Lu Xin had eaten cleanly, "My uncle should be back by now."
When he heard that Shen Miao was leaving, the smile on Lu Xin's lips suddenly disappeared, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his bright eyes.
They were having a very happy chat just now.
The interesting things about the families in the village, the gossips heard while seeing patients, and the interesting people encountered... Shen Miao was like a living storybook, always able to tell all kinds of stories.
It had been a long time since he had such a happy chat with a girl. Usually he would only be so excited when talking about animation, basketball, and music with his buddies. It was the first time he realized that he could have so many common topics with girls.
But he still raised the corner of his lips and replied to her: "Okay."
Shen Miao noticed the change in his mood, but she didn’t guess the reason for his disappointment. She thought he didn’t want to stay alone in the detention room, so she pinched his face like coaxing a child, “Be good, see you at school.”
“Tsk!”
Pushing Shen Miao's hand away, Lu Xin twisted his brows angrily.
He put his hands in his pockets, turned around and walked back to the bench to sit down. He crossed his legs casually and shivered nonchalantly: "Okay, okay, you go quickly, I just need a nap."
He didn’t like being treated as a child, at least he didn’t like being treated as a child by Shen Miao.
Because legally speaking, he is an adult and a man who can take responsibility.
When Shen Miao finished washing the bowl and spoon and came to the office, Luo Jialin was already sitting at his desk and started eating.
While eating rice and reading today's newspaper, his expression was a little serious.
“I’m back.”
Originally, this was what Shen Miao wanted to say, but Luo Jialin said it first.
"Um."
Putting the clean bowl and spoon on the table, Shen Miao took the initiative to tell him: "My classmate had a conflict with others and was locked up in the detention room. You didn't come back just now, so I went downstairs to check on him. Thinking that he hadn't eaten for a day, I gave him a bowl of rice."
Shen Miao didn’t know why she felt inexplicably nervous, and she subconsciously wanted to explain it to him.
Because she smelled a different scent in the air.
"Yeah, I know." Luo Jialin's tone was still indifferent.
He put another piece of green vegetables into his mouth with chopsticks, swallowed it, and then asked calmly, "I heard that this kid was in prison for fighting, or is he a social youth?"
“He can’t be considered a social youth,” seeing that Luo Jialin didn’t seem angry, Shen Miao relaxed a little, so she pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down, and continued to explain, “There was a reason why he was expelled from school.”
Lu Xin was taken to the police station today because of a fight, and was fired for the same reason.
The reason why boys fight with each other is simple: either they want to win the favor of girls or they dislike each other.
The good brothers of Lu Xin are being squeezed out, which is the latter.
Lu Xin has a cheerful and outgoing personality, but two of his good brothers are rather shy. It happens that these two weak brothers are not in the same class with him, and some poor students in that class don't like them and often find fault with them.
There were many conflicts between them. They often fought in the first and second year of high school. For the sake of Lu Xin's grandfather, the school helped to suppress the fight several times, until the last time someone broke a bone and was sent to the hospital...
"That's really a bit too much." Luo Jialin sighed, "He ruined his life because of a momentary impulse."
Shen Miao thought for a moment, and then said, “Well… Actually, it’s not like he ruined himself. A blessing in disguise. If he hadn’t been expelled, we wouldn’t have discovered that he was a genius in studying medicine.”
Then, Shen Miao told him about the talent that Lu Xin had shown, as well as the things that happened between Lu Jianghai and his grandfather.
After listening to everything, Luo Jialin basically understood what was going on:
After Lu Xin was expelled, he embarked on the path of becoming a doctor because of his extraordinary talent. Coincidentally, Shen Miao, who had been practicing medicine for nearly 20 years, also wanted to take the exam, so the two of them met at the top of the tutoring class.
However, the past events of their ancestors did not affect them, so they not only sat at the same table, but also became good friends...
While eating the spareribs, Luo Jialin couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, we are just friends.
And judging from Shen Miao's tone, she just treated him as a younger brother.
"Since his family is also a medical family, didn't Lu Jianghai discover his talent when he was a child?"
Having been a police officer for a long time, Luo Jialin could not help but think about the case when hearing everything: "Also, even if he can learn all the knowledge in two years, what about the medical experience? Is there still time to put the knowledge into practice repeatedly?"
"Finally, what do you think of his medical skills? Is he really a genius with a lot of spiritual energy?"
Luo Jialin’s continuous questions confused Shen Miao.
To be honest, she really hadn't paid attention to the questions he mentioned, especially the last one.
It may be because of the short contact time, but at least for now, Shen Miao did not feel Lu Xin's extraordinary qualities.
He didn't listen in class, didn't participate in actual combat, and didn't review after class. Shen Miao had only heard about his genius and had never seen it with his own eyes.
At least from her current impression of him, Shen Miao only felt that he was a very free and uninhibited young man who valued loyalty, and other than that, she really didn’t find anything special about him.
“Well, maybe he is just like those good students in high school, not studying on the surface but actually working hard secretly.” Shen Miao replied.
Luo Jialin didn't say anything, just nodded.
Crunch!
As he nodded, his neck suddenly made a noise.
I held my neck with my hands and turned it left and right, and the creaking sound became louder.
Shen Miao also heard it, so she asked him, “Does your neck feel uncomfortable?”
"Yeah," Luo Jialin replied without much concern, "It's okay, I just sat for too long recently and my neck is a little stiff. Rubbing it like this will make it better."
After taking a sip of water, Shen Miao took the initiative to stand up and came to his side, “Let me take a look at you, you must not be careless about your cervical spine.”
Shen Miao first touched the bones at the back of his neck, then tried to pinch his shoulders twice.
"Does it hurt here?"
"It doesn't hurt."
"Here?"
"It's okay, just a little sour."
"How's it going here?"
"Hiss, it hurts a little when you press it."
After a careful inspection, Shen Miao said: “It’s okay, it’s just a little dislocation that has compressed the nerves, it will be fine once it’s straightened.”
Let Luo Jialin sit back on the chair, Shen Miao stood behind him and lifted his head up.
"Look at me, don't move."
"Um."
Luo Jialin was very tall, and even when he was sitting on a chair, as Shen Miao requested, he was only slightly shorter than the standing Shen Miao.
Looking up, the distance between their eyes was only twenty centimeters.
Luo Jialin felt her hands on his chin and neck, their eyes met, he did not see the same concern in Shen Miao's eyes as he had seen in the detention room just now, he only saw her immense confidence in her skills and...
Click!
Before he could react, Shen Miao twisted his neck violently as if he was locking his throat.
hiss……?
Huh~!
It only hurt for a moment, and then it was followed by a burst of refreshing comfort.
It turns out that this is the charm of bone setting, painful but also joyful.
Not only the neck, then Shen Miao lifted his hands up again, just like before, and when he wasn't paying attention, she twisted his joints with lightning speed.
Click! Click!
Every time he bent his body, his cervical vertebrae and spine would make a sound. It felt like clearing a frozen water pipe in the winter. After breaking the ice inside one by one, the water would flow more freely.
“How are you now?” After straightening the bones, Shen Miao pinched his shoulders again.
Moving his neck back and forth, Luo Jialin replied, "Yeah, it's definitely much better."
Before, I felt tired and sore, as if something was pressing on me. Now that the heavy object has finally been removed, only the soreness in my muscles remains.
Shen Miao smiled and increased the strength on her fingers, then said, “Uncle, you have to move more occasionally.”
Is this... a hint that my health is not good?
"I have activities, I exercise regularly, and I play ball occasionally," Luo Jialin explained.
He doesn't sit in the office every day. He exercises when he gets up early and before going to bed, doing sit-ups, push-ups, running... Even though he doesn't have as much energy as when he was in school, his physical fitness has not declined much.
If there is really something to compare, he doesn't think he is worse than a kid who just turned eighteen.
“I mean your neck,” Shen Miao explained while patting the muscles near his neck, “You need to move it from time to time. Look, the muscles in your shoulders are squeezed too tightly.”
"Um……"
Luo Jialin did not deny this. He had indeed been sitting for too long recently, but it would be fine after a few days when he was done with this busy period.
Using the knuckles of his fingers to press down along the spine, Shen Miao said again: "Shall I help you press your waist? Generally, sitting for too long will not only tire your neck, but your waist will also easily have problems."
waist?
"No, no, my waist is fine, just my neck is a little sore." Luo Jialin proved to her by moving his waist back and forth.
Even though the defensive midfielder did feel a little sore, he definitely wouldn't say anything.
After all, he is a man. What man would say that his waist is not good?
But Shen Miao has been a doctor for so many years after all. No matter how hard Luo Jialin's mouth is, can he deceive her hands? Just by touching with her fingertips, she can guess where his spine is uncomfortable.
"Uncle, we are all family, you don't have to be so polite to me. Let me massage it, and your waist won't be sore so often in the future."
Luo Jialin: ...
He is not polite!
His waist is great!
I haven’t even used it, how could it be sour!
*
In the second week of school, Shen Miao and his friends started a week-long practical learning.
The review method of Xinglin Medical Auxiliary is not only centered around books, practice is equally important, so a weekly rotation method is adopted to help candidates improve both theoretical and practical abilities.
Of course, since they haven’t obtained the qualification certificate yet, they cannot diagnose diseases and can only assist doctors.
Just like the placement test, everyone will be scattered to places like traditional Chinese medicine hospitals, community hospitals, and clinics, but there will be no teachers to accompany and grade the exams.
Shen Miao was lucky and was assigned to the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine along with the other four people in Class 1.
After all, it is a provincial hospital, so naturally there are more patients coming for treatment than in clinics and community hospitals, and you might even see some rare cases.
But unfortunately, Shen Miao was assigned to the department where Qin Xiaokun was...
Qin Xiaokun not only teaches at Xinglin Medical Auxiliary School, but also has students of his own to guide.
As the chief physician of the hospital, he has assigned a total of three interns, two graduate students in traditional Chinese medicine, and two students who have studied with him for several years and will take the apprenticeship certificate exam in the future.
No matter where Qin Xiaokun went, there were always seven or eight people following him. Compared with other deputy chief physicians, his presence was quite grand.
However, Shen Miao was not among his fans.
"Xiao Zhang, I've seen the pulse records you wrote down yesterday. Your feeling is a little inaccurate. Ask Xiao Guo more and ask him to teach you how to feel the difference between a string pulse and a thin pulse."
"Yeah, okay."
"Who wrote this prescription? The dosage is not right. The main ingredient is not enough, and the auxiliary ingredient is a bit too much."
"Oh, I'll correct that."
"How well do you remember what I asked you two to watch yesterday? Watch more later. I have a test during the lunch break."
"Okay, I remember almost everything."
Every morning at eight o'clock, before opening the clinic, Qin Xiaokun would hold a small meeting with the doctors and students he supervised, summarizing what they had learned yesterday and explaining today's plans.
But these have nothing to do with Shen Miao.
“Shen Miao?”
"exist."
While marking the homework assigned to the students yesterday, Qin Xiaokun said calmly, "You continue to go to the rehabilitation department today."
They all turned their heads to look at Shen Miao who was standing at the back, and everyone’s eyes were more or less filled with sympathy.
Today was her fourth day of internship in the department. From the first day, when others stayed in the department to follow Qin Xiaokun's consultations, Shen Miao went to the rehabilitation department every day and stayed there for the whole day.
Most of the patients in the rehabilitation department come for physical therapy or physical recovery. Occasionally, some people will specifically write a prescription for massage. It can be said that all the patients I see are of the same type.
Now that you have come to the hospital for internship, who wouldn’t want to seize the opportunity to meet more different patients?
So in their opinion, Shen Miao must have offended Qin Xiaokun somewhere, which is why she was sent to a place like the rehabilitation department.
"good."
Shen Miao agreed straightforwardly, with a very relaxed tone.
Exiled? In her opinion, the rehabilitation department was not as bad as they thought.
Although the types of patients here are fixed, it does not mean that their conditions are exactly the same. Even if they all have knee joint pain, the causes are not the same; even if they all have undergone surgery and need acupuncture to help with recovery, the acupoints, needle lengths, and moxibustion methods are also different.
So Shen Miao not only did not think that the rehabilitation department was bad, on the contrary, she even felt that it could allow her to practice the knowledge of orthopedics, meridians, and body nerves more deeply and more specifically.
When we arrived at the rehabilitation department on the first floor, we saw several familiar-looking uncles and aunts sitting in line at the door.
"You're here so early?"
"Yeah~"
"I boiled some eggs this morning. Would you like some?"
"Thank you, grandma. I won't eat anymore. I was a little full this morning."
Shen Miao had a cheerful personality and loved chatting with these elderly people. In addition, she had good skills, so the patients who came for treatment regularly almost became acquaintances with her.
Not only would he take the initiative to say hello to her when they met, but he would also give her some snacks from time to time.
Who said the doctor-patient relationship was tense? Clearly, everyone treated Shen Miao as their own granddaughter.
“Let me tell you, that Zhao went to the pediatric department again today.” After coming to the bedside and taking off her shoes, before she lay down, the grandmother couldn’t wait to share gossip with Shen Miao.
“You still have to do it,” Shen Miao shook her head and covered her with a blanket, “Alas, why don’t you do something else? Why do you have to earn this money?”
Grandma curled her lips and said, "That's right. Anyway, I told everyone I know not to buy it, but I guess he will find someone else to sell it to."
"Just don't buy it. If you have that much money, you can buy some meat instead of his eggs."
They were talking about the eggs sold by Uncle Zhao, a cleaner in the hospital.
However, what he sold were not ordinary eggs, but eggs boiled in boy's urine.
Boy's urine is a kind of medicine in traditional Chinese medicine. It can be taken orally or applied externally. It can nourish yin and reduce fire, cool blood and disperse blood stasis.
But even if boy's urine has these effects, its medical value will not be high. After all, it is excrement. Even if it has nutrients, it will have been almost completely absorbed by the human body before being excreted.
So under normal circumstances, doctors will not prescribe boy's urine to patients.
But not everyone understands this, especially those who are desperate and try all kinds of medical treatment.
Some people have kidney problems but think it is too expensive to go to the hospital for treatment, so they will go to Mr. Zhao to buy his boy's urine eggs.
After all, the "nourishing yin" effect of boy's urine is written in black and white in medical books. It is a bit more expensive than ordinary eggs, but it is much cheaper than going to the hospital to get medicine.
The fact that Mr. Zhao sold boy's urine eggs was not reported by the people and not investigated by the government. The doctors in the hospital knew what he was going to do with the boy's urine, but since he didn't sell it in the hospital, they turned a blind eye.
But Shen Miao couldn’t do it.
Hearing that he was selling it, Shen Miao reminded the people who came for massage on the first day not to eat blindly. She also taught them how to do a whole set of Ba Duan Jin and wrote a few dietary therapy prescriptions.
Exercise + dietary supplements are much more effective than his boy's urine eggs.
Some people had heard of the name of Shen’s Medical Clinic before, and seeing that Shen Miao’s daily massage was indeed effective, and that she taught them so much knowledge for free, they naturally believed her words even more.
Compared with having doctors persuade patients one by one, word of mouth among patients is obviously faster.
The next day, Mr. Zhao’s boy’s urine eggs were unsaleable.
Yesterday, he only sold a few eggs, and the customers who bought his eggs were all new clients. None of his old customers came.
But I didn’t expect that he would not give up. Today he went to the pediatric department to collect urine and planned to go home to boil eggs and sell them.
Let him be, Shen Miao will not give up publicity anyway, as long as she interns in the hospital for one day, she will continue to tell more people that the boy's urine egg is not as magical as Zhao Gong said.
At ten o'clock in the morning, an uninvited guest came to the rehabilitation department.
“Who’s called Shen Miao?”
The person who came was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, wearing a light blue uniform and with a gloomy face. It was obvious at first glance that he had bad intentions.
"It's me."
Shen Miao had just finished cupping an old man. After wiping his hands, he looked him up and down and probably guessed his identity, "You are Engineer Zhao, right?"
"You were the one who lied to others, saying that I was short of people to sell eggs?"
Since he took the initiative to come to ask, Shen Miao would not hide, "No, it's not that we are short of people, it's just that they are not very useful, and the function of replenishing the kidneys can be almost ignored."
Engineer Zhao snorted and retorted disdainfully: "You are a medical student, don't you know the effect of boy's urine? The medical books clearly state that it can nourish yin and strengthen yang. You haven't even read the medical books, and you still have the nerve to talk nonsense to others?"
“I didn’t say that boy’s urine is useless, I just said that it’s not very useful,” Shen Miao helplessly repeated what she wanted to say, “You sell an egg for two yuan, wouldn’t it be better to just buy some black beans and eggs with that money? The effect is much better than your boy’s urine eggs, and it tastes good too.”
"Who says it's not useful? I've been eating it for more than ten years! Look at my hair, how many are white? Everyone who sees me will say that I'm in good health."
Shen Miao: ???
What does gray hair have to do with good kidneys? Good health is only due to adequate nutrition.
The kidneys...
“You said you’ve been eating it for more than ten years?” Shen Miao looked at his complexion and frowned suspiciously, “If this egg is really useful, then why do I see that you look a bit kidney-deficient?”
His face was pale and bloodless, his eyes were slightly puffy and had dark circles, and his skin...
Not only is it empty, it's even a bit of a loss.
"You #@￥%!" Engineer Zhao cursed.
Seeing the quarrel, many people gathered over, but the more the caregivers and nurses dispersed, the more people came over to watch the fun.
Words are not enough. It is actually very easy to tell whether it is kidney deficiency or not. You can use a more civilized way to prove whether you are talking nonsense or he is just being stubborn.
In order to avoid disturbing other irrelevant patients, Shen Miao took the initiative to suggest: "How about this, you sit down, let me give you a couple of massages. You can tell whether you have kidney deficiency by looking at the reaction."
"Okay, press it!"
Mr. Zhao agreed straightforwardly, not knowing what he would face next. "I have to prove it to you today!"
After taking off his shoes and sitting on the therapy bed, the nurse first curled up his fingers and pressed the kidney point on his lumbar spine with his knuckles.
"ah……"
Just as he was about to scream, Mr. Zhao quickly shut his mouth.
Shen Miao turned her fingers back and forth twice and asked, “Does it hurt?”
"No, it doesn't hurt." Mr. Zhao's face turned red, and the smile on his face was uglier than crying.
It's not just painful, but also very sore. It feels like there's an electric fan stirring back and forth inside the bones, and the surrounding skin and flesh are also painful.
He knew that any area that hurt during massage indicated that there was a disease, so no matter how painful it was, he would grit his teeth and endure it, never showing it.
Men, you would rather die than admit that your kidneys are not working!
Shen Miao smiled: “Well, you are quite stubborn.
After pressing twice, Shen Miao helped him take off his shoes, and after placing his feet on the table, he immediately took out a wooden massage cone and pressed his Yongquan acupoint with a slightly heavier force than before.
"Here? Does it hurt?"
Mr. Zhao: …
This time, not only did Mr. Zhao not make any sound, he didn't even react at all.
It wasn’t because his kidneys were so good, nor was it because Shen Miao didn’t feel anything when she pressed on him.
But the moment Shen Miao exerted force, he had already fainted from the pain…
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