Chapter 261

At this time, Xu Yi remembered A Xu and A Jin.

He was going to look for someone. Upon seeing this, Xiaotong said that he would arrange for someone to go and invite him as well, so that Xu Yi could rest assured.

Xu Yi had no choice but to follow several instructors walking and chatting to the dialectical place. When he came to the hall where the teahouse was opened, he saw Shang Hongshen and Xin Huai there.

As a judge of the Taiyuan Hospital, Shang Hongshen sat in the front row of the teahouse, surrounded by respected seniors from the Taiyuan Hospital.

Xin Huai was sitting a few rows back. He turned around and saw Xu Yi coming in from the door.

Xu Yi: "..."

Soon, Xu Yi was pulled by him to talk again.

The first thing he said, he asked: "I saw the prescription you handed over."

"Most of the medicinal materials used in your prescription are to strengthen the spleen and stomach, clear away heat and diuresis, and are really effective in treating xanthomas." , But if this patient also has strong deficiency fire, how should he treat it?"

Xu Yi looked at him and asked with a smile, "Is Xin Limu questioning me?"

"Yes," Xin Huai did not deny it. .

He said bluntly, "When I was young, I saw many people who ended up like you, but it turned out to be a little different later."

Xu Yi's eyelids drooped slightly, without comment, but carefully considered Xinhuai's throw. Exam questions for him.

People with strong Deficiency Fire are less likely to be obese, but are often emaciated, with five heart upsets and heat, and often the kidney water is not enough to nourish the Heart Fire. In this case, Yin-fire will be deficient and strong. It may seem that the person is full of energy and has endless energy, but when the kidney water is really exhausted, the person will fall ill.

There is another kind of weak fire, which is caused by the disharmony between the heart and the kidneys.

However, this assumption is difficult to establish. One of the symptoms of xanthomatosis is that blood heat and dampness accumulate in the skin. The possibility of both existing at the same time is extremely low, but not impossible.

The treatment methods for these two conditions are different, but there is no doubt that the "deficient fire" situation needs to be dealt with before treating xanthomatosis. Otherwise, the deficiency will not be replenished, and the same is true for the properties of medicine.

"Treat deficiency fire first, and then treat xanthomas." Xu Yi said, listing the two diseases that came to mind.

Looking at the four treasures of the study displayed on the tea table, he picked up the pen without ceremony and wrote two prescriptions based on different illnesses.

Not even a quarter of an hour had passed until I finished writing the prescription.

Xinhuai was surprised when he took the prescription and looked at it. Seeing the prescription Xu Yi used, he nodded with satisfaction and smiled.

"Okay, okay."

He said several times and clapped his hands, "I really didn't underestimate you. Your skills are much better than some old stubborns in the courtyard."

In response to these words, Xu Yi naturally couldn't answer, so he answered I'm going to offend the other seniors at Tai Hospital.

But Xinhuai didn't care about this and went to Shang Hongshen with the prescription happily.

Xu Yi raised his eyebrows.

Thinking whether Xinhuai would be back soon, he got up to look for A Xu and A Jin.

There is no fixed position in the other doctors' tea seats. It is first come, first served. The brother and sister followed Liao Ning and tried their best to squeeze in to the front. After sitting down, both pairs of eyes were looking for someone.

Xu Yi is tall and has an outstanding appearance. He can still be easily recognized in the crowd wearing only an ordinary gown.

"Lang Jun."

A Xu A Jin saw him first.

Xu Yi came over and sat in the empty seat next to them. The next moment he noticed a young man staring straight at him.

"Liao Ningcai, I am a doctor at Tai Hospital. I have admired Mr. Xu for a long time. When we met at the tea party today, Mr. Xu is indeed as clever as the rumors."

Liao Ningcai saw Xu Yi looking towards him. He couldn't hide his surprise and took the initiative to report. Name.

Many colleagues wanted to see it today. He and Senior Xu collected several strange prescriptions not long after the tea party.

I just don't know what the recipe provided by Xu Yi is like.

Senior Xu saw that his junior student was close to Xu Yi, so he also reported his name, his surname was Xu and his first name was Li. He also said that he was from Shunchang Prefecture and came to Kyoto as a guest with his uncle. Unexpectedly, he never went back once he entered Kyoto.

Now he rents a shared house in a residential area not far from Taiyuan Hospital. Occasionally, I would treat my neighbors and earn some money for living expenses.

"My junior fellow students and I have only learned a little bit, and can only manage to see some easy-to-understand disease syndromes." Senior Xu sighed.

Liao Ningcai said slightly shyly: "Song Jiaozhi said that my shortcomings are obvious, so he only let me study internal medicine."

Hearing that he specializes in internal medicine, Xu Yi was slightly surprised. Traditional Chinese medicine nowadays is different from modern medicine. Most of them treat pulse and syndrome together, distinguishing yin and yang, deficiency and excess. , gallbladder, typhoid fever, children and infants, etc., must be dialectically prescribed without regard to others.

There are very few people as unique as Liao Ningcai.

Xu Yi asked suspiciously: "How to learn?"

Seeing Xu Yi's surprise, Liao Ning shyly said that there were many medical books in the Tai Hospital and he could pick them up and read them.

These words made Xu Yi envious for a moment.

Several people were talking.

There was someone behind him who kept staring at Xu Yi.

It was Dr. Zhuang just now.

When he saw Xu Yi, he suddenly remembered that this man had gone to his pharmacy to buy medicinal materials.

The reason why I remember this is that Xu Yi asked him the price of several medicinal materials, but he didn't buy them after asking.

This happened often, and Dr. Zhuang didn't pay much attention to it, but he still remembered it.

His eyes fell on Xu Yi without moving away, and soon the people next to him also looked over.

The companion saw it and asked with a smile: "What do you think of Mr. Xu?"

Dr. Zhuang looked away and said coldly: "Every tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. It is not a good thing if you don't know how to hide your edge."

"I think so.

Just the opposite of you." His companion smiled, "This move will make him famous and attract a lot of attention. He will definitely gain a lot of favors and gain a firm foothold in Kyoto in the future." It is the doctor's duty to practice medicine and treat diseases, but healers are also human beings, and they also have to deal with daily necessities such as rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.

They say doctors make money, and they really make money.

For example, he and Dr. Zhuang only opened a small medicine shop in Kyoto and lived in spacious houses in Kyoto.

Dr. Zhuang frowned and remained silent.

…

After a moment, the curtain outside the hall was opened from the outside.

The boy went into the house and extinguished the incense burner, and then led a few people in plain clothes and patches.

The people brought in were old, young, and an old woman.

The old woman was hunched over, her back completely bent, as if she was carrying a big iron pot. As soon as she appeared, she attracted the attention of all the doctors present.

In an instant, there were already doctors pointing at the old woman, bowing their heads and talking to the people at the table, and some were writing quickly with pens.

Xu Yi glanced around, not in a hurry to do anything, but looked at Liao Ningcai and Xu Li.

Liao Ningcai said: "These five people are all patients sent by the hospital."

Xu Li interrupted him: "Song Jiaoyu has spoken."

This Song Jiaoyu was one of the people who just discussed with Xu Yi .

He explained the dialectical rules concisely and concisely. These five patients all suffered from difficult and complicated diseases, or were patients with combined diseases. Doctors were not allowed to directly ask where the patients were uncomfortable. They could only rely on the three steps of seeing, smelling, and feeling to diagnose. Prescribe.

The rule is simple.

After Song Jiaoyu said this, the doctor stood up in the tea seat and walked towards several patients.

Xu Yi glanced past him and landed on a child. The child was thin and frail, with a panicked expression. He only dared to glance around timidly, then lowered his head in fear without raising his head again.

Everyone was not very interested in the child and ran to observe the old woman.

The old woman's hands were covered with thick calluses from overwork, and the gaps between her fingernails were dark, hiding a lot of dirt.

Looking at what she was wearing, she wore a pair of crotchless trousers underneath, and a brown belly band to protect from the wind. Her abdomen was a little bloated, but her limbs were thin and dry. The wrinkled skin covered the bones and was covered with black spots, which looked a bit... Scary. Under her feet were a pair of straw sandals with missing toes. The toes were thick and deformed, covered with layers of frostbite.

A few more glances will tell you that this old woman has suffered a lot.

Xu Yi regained his expression of pity and returned his gaze to the child. Compared with the many problems that the old woman could see at a glance, the child's situation was somewhat intriguing.

Walking to the child, Xu Yi took out a piece of jelly bean from his sleeve pocket and handed it to him with a gentle smile: "Here you can eat candy."

When the child saw the candy, his timid eyes lit up and he raised a small smile. With a struggling expression on his face, he swallowed softly and asked, "I, can I eat it?"

"Yes, I can eat it." Xu Yi stuffed the jelly beans into his hand, and was surprised to find that his palms were cold, and his mind suddenly moved slightly. : "Don't be afraid, there are good people here and they won't hurt you."

The child pursed his lips and nodded cautiously: "My father said that as long as I come here, I can cure the disease."

"How long have you been sick?" Xu Yi asked him.

The child shook his head again.

He didn't know how long he had been sick, but he would occasionally drink a bowl of bitter medicinal soup. After drinking it, he would feel sleepy. When he woke up, the vegetable porridge that he found unpleasant to eat the next day would taste better.

But he couldn't say this. The person who took him away gave his father a bunch of copper coins and said that he would take him for treatment and he would be back soon. Before coming here, he had a delicious meal and was told not to say anything.

Seeing this, Xu Yi smiled and touched his head: "Yes, your disease will be cured when you come here."

As he said that, he focused on the child's thin arm and pinched his wrist. , solemnly feeling the pulse.

Both Shang Hongshen and Xin Huai were paying attention to Xu Yi's movements.

Seeing that he chose to start with children, the two looked at each other with satisfied smiles.

"Is there something strange about this child?" Xinhuai asked.

Shang Hongshen shook his head: "No, this child's disease is not difficult to treat."

Xinhuai immediately raised his eyebrows and blew his beard, saying seductively: "Didn't I say that this year's tea party will look for more difficult and complicated diseases? Why did you choose such a small child?" "Patient." Shang

Hongshen said calmly, "It's a trick.

" Xin Huai

said with a smile in his eyes, "Brother Shang, you are trying to cause trouble."

Smiled and didn't answer.

While they were talking, Xu Yi had already felt the child's pulse. He was a little surprised, but not much. The situation was as he thought.

This child's disease... is easy to cure.

Didn't it mean that the patients the tea party was looking for this time were all incurable diseases? How could such a child be involved?

He frowned in thought and called A Xu and A Jin to check his pulse.

After Ajin checked the child's pulse, his almond-shaped eyes suddenly opened wide, he pursed his lips and said, "Langjun, this..."

"It's just that he is thin and frightened." Xu Yi looked at them and said slowly.

A Xu hesitated before speaking: "Mr. Lang, this disease alone is not considered a difficult and complicated disease."

At first glance, the child was lean and didn't have a ounce of meat on his body, but when he looked at his bright eyes, he only looked frightened and timid. Be loved and cherished. If there is nothing wrong with the pulse, it is just a matter of prescribing a treatment for the frightened child. After drinking a few medicinal decoctions, the child will be able to be active again.

Xu Yi nodded when he heard this.

There is no surprise that the two of them would come to the same dialectic as him. If both of them were confused, it would not be the true level of A Xu and A Jin.

Then, ask them to write whatever they see and not let other factors distract them.

The two nodded solemnly, knowing what to do.

While they were discussing in low voices, several doctors from the Tai Hospital had disagreements about the child's illness. Some thought it was ordinary thinness and fear, while others felt that things were not that simple.

Several people argued endlessly and divided into two groups during the argument. Some advice came to warn them, so these young and energetic doctors parted with their cheeks flushed.

Xu Yi did not listen to their argument, but checked the pulse conditions of several other patients in turn, and carefully observed their physical conditions. After a while, his eyes fell on the old woman who attracted the most attention. After taking her pulse, Xu Yi knew that this old woman was suffering from many diseases and was at the end of her life; while the conditions of the other patients were not that bad.

After confirming the symptoms, Xu Yi returned to the teahouse, laid out the paper, and wrote the prescription at his desk.

While he was writing the prescription, other doctors also came back one after another to dialectically prescribe the prescription. Soon, the hall was so quiet that there was only the rustling sound of writing.

Several respected seniors looked on with smiles and stroking their beards.

"I wonder what kind of prescription Mr. Xu would prescribe."

Song Jiaoyu murmured, and his eyes fell on the young man who was concentrating on writing the prescription. Like everyone else, he was looking forward to it.