It’s just the pulse condition of the old man.
It was slow and weak, and it took a long time to come, just like rain leaking from a broken house, dripping every now and then.
Yun Heng was not unfamiliar with this pulse pattern. This pulse pattern was one of the several types of deadly pulses in traditional Chinese medicine, the leaking roof pulse.
The three words "leaking roof pulse" vividly describe this pulse condition, just like a broken roof leaking rain. The pulse is extremely slow and weak, and it beats only once in a long time. This pulse condition is exactly the pulse condition of the stomach qi being exhausted.
To be honest, Tian Zengming was frightened by the old man's pulse condition just now.
Tian Zengming couldn't be sure that the old man had a roof leak pulse, but the pulse of the old man was obviously a pulse that showed that he was terminally ill and his condition was quite serious.
If you have stomach qi, you will live; if you don’t have stomach qi, you will die!
Many people should have heard this sentence, but many people do not understand the weight of this sentence.
Ye Gui, a famous Qing Dynasty physician, wrote in his book "Clinical Guide to Medical Cases": "With stomach qi, life is achieved; without stomach qi, death is achieved. This is the general principle for all diseases. Therefore, if the patient can eat, even if the disease is serious, it can still be cured; if the patient cannot eat, even if the disease is mild, it will inevitably worsen."
Pay attention to a few words here, one is the outline of all diseases.
This means that "life comes from having stomach qi, and death comes from having no stomach qi" is a guideline for treating diseases in traditional Chinese medicine. It is the foundation. What is a guideline? It is like the constitution, which cannot be changed at will. It is a qualitative definition.
And the last sentence, "must lead to", will inevitably lead to, not just "maybe".
In traditional Chinese medicine, stomach qi is a very important criterion for judging patients.
Some ancient doctors even had the ability to determine life or death. It sounds very mysterious. After a check, they would say, "Hmm, there's no hope. Even the gods can't save the patient." And then, after a while, the patient would really die, without exception.
This person could be saved, and after a while, he really recovered.
In the past, some doctors would even be mysterious in order to become famous, and predicting life and death was a very awe-inspiring skill. However, most doctors would look at the stomach qi when predicting life and death.
If the stomach qi is cut off, death is inevitable.
Of course, from the perspective of modern medicine, the elderly man has esophageal cancer and has difficulty eating, which ultimately leads to the stomach being unable to nourish itself, and over time, this leads to the decline of stomach qi, which is also an inevitable result.
After five or six minutes, Yun Heng finally let go of the old man's wrist and asked him a few more questions.
"Doctor Yun, I know you're very skilled. I know my condition well. You don't have to worry too much about me. Just give me a prescription to ease my pain so I can suffer less before I leave."
The old man also looked at it with an open mind and said to Yun Heng with a smile.
"Okay, I'll prescribe you a prescription. Take it first, and then come back for a follow-up visit. Just contact me directly."
Yun Heng nodded.
The pulse is leaking and the stomach qi is about to be exhausted. In this situation, not to mention Yun Heng, even Ji Fengwen and Qu Tongwen are helpless. All they can do is to help the old man relieve his pain and delay his life.
Theoretically, there is no incurable disease in this world, but in reality, people are always powerless.
Yun Heng wrote a prescription, signed it, stamped it, handed it to the old man, and watched him leave.
"Boss, is there really no other way?"
Tian Zengming looked at the old man's back as he left, and for a moment he felt a little sympathetic. The old man looked like he was about to die.
"The roof leaks!"
Yun Heng said slowly.
"Leaky pulse in the roof?"
Tian Zengming opened his mouth, and it turned out that there was indeed a leak in his pulse.
Most medical students who study traditional Chinese medicine are aware of several types of fatal pulses in clinical practice, including the leaking roof pulse, the pecking sparrow pulse, the swimming shrimp pulse, the unlocking pulse, the stone-bouncing pulse, the swimming fish pulse, and the boiling axe pulse. When these pulse patterns are encountered, it often means that no medicine can help.
"Call the next patient."
Yun Heng reminded.
Having worked as a doctor for more than a year, Yun Heng had rarely encountered patient deaths in the community hospital. After all, there were few patients with serious illnesses in the community hospital. However, Yun Heng had experienced this several times in Shuguang.
The first challenge for every doctor is to face death, which is a hurdle that cannot be avoided in this profession.
The old man has a leaky roof. In this case, even with a designated simulation, it is still impossible to save the old man's condition. After all, the system is just a training space.
Tian Zengming sat back behind the examination table and began to call the second patient.
“Keep a peaceful mind!”
Yun Heng reminded from the side that the first patient had a great impact on Tian Zengming.
The first time he saw a patient independently, he met a patient with esophageal cancer. Tian Zengming was really unlucky.
The second patient was much more normal. Although Tian Zengming was a little nervous, he gradually adapted to it. Yun Heng stood by for a while, watching Tian Zengming see four or five patients before leaving the clinic.
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