Chapter 32: Insufficient Kidney Essence Is this a secret I can know? ...
In the eyes of strangers, at first glance, they would think that Chen Yingfa is the one who has the final say among the three. His aura and tone of voice are not polite at all. Shen Jiang and Chen Houkang's aura is obviously much lower than his.
Chen Yingfa himself felt the same way. With his aunt gone, Shen Jiang might still have to rely on him, so of course she should be more respectful to him. So he was very annoyed by Shen Jiang's disrespectful and illogical question.
"Shen Jiang, what are you talking about? How could I not believe my aunt? But you have to face reality. A master can only lead you to the door, but the practice is up to you. You grew up in this clinic, and you've been studying Chinese medicine for at least ten years since graduation. Even when my aunt was well, you never saw patients alone. If you made someone sick, it would really ruin Mingxintang's reputation. And look at your face, it's not convincing at all. Who would dare to see you? I'm afraid that by then, no patients will come to you."
What my cousin said is true, but not all.
On the surface, Shen Jiang followed her grandmother to identify Chinese medicine and recite recipe songs since she was five years old. Later, she went to the capital to study for eight years and did not return until she graduated with a doctorate. After returning to Mingxintang, she followed her grandmother's practice for another three years, but she was still unable to practice independently.
But in fact, Shen Jiang has an excellent memory and can remember everything she sees. Seeing that she can concentrate and likes to learn from her, her grandmother started to lay the foundation for her at a very young age. Thanks to those times, Shen Jiang's theoretical foundation is extremely solid.
During her college years, Shen Jiang was considered the most dazzling figure in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Capital University. Compared to her classmates, who only began learning Chinese medicine in college, she had actually been studying it for over a decade. While her classmates were only just beginning to learn pulse diagnosis and the Cun, Guan, and Chi scales, she had already been giving free pulse checks to passersby on weekends for over six months. Later, by chance, she wowed everyone at Professor Mei's lectures, earning him the recognition of his talent, who personally mentored her for over a year.
So Shen Jiang was not surprised at all that Su Qing wanted to be friends with her. She was very popular in college, and her classmates liked to ask her questions about their majors.
The reason why she didn't rush to see patients independently in the past three years was because her grandmother wanted to teach her all her skills as soon as possible while she still had the energy.
Practice is undoubtedly the fastest way to test results.
When treating patients, Grandma would often have her accompany her on pulse diagnosis, offering unreserved guidance on key points, from observation, auscultation, questioning, and palpation to prescribing prescriptions. If Shen Jiang's first twenty years were spent studying, learning the rich treasures of traditional Chinese medicine left by the ancients, then the years between her stay with Master Mei and her grandmother were undoubtedly a process of qualitative change.
The uncle's words were based on his lack of understanding of the specific situation, and his intentions were good. Shen Jiang didn't have the patience to dwell on this issue any further, so she simply ended the conversation with a smile: "If you don't trust my medical skills, why don't I take your pulse?"
Instead of going through the trouble of explaining, Shen Jiang prefers to prove it directly with his strength.
In fact, Shen Jiang rarely observed her uncle so closely, and after this observation, she really found that there was something wrong with his expression.
He is at this age, and there shouldn't be such a rash at the corners of his mouth. Moreover, the black corners of his mouth are not a good sign.
Moreover, the two cousins are twins, but when standing together, the younger cousin looks obviously younger than the older cousin. The older cousin has dark skin, large and obvious eye sockets, and even has a hint of premature aging.
Chen Yingfa originally wanted to say that there was nothing wrong with him and what was so good about it, but seeing Shen Jiang's well-behaved appearance, he finally acquiesced to the matter.
He wanted to see what level Shen Jiang had reached after studying for so many years.
Shen Jiang calmly checked her cousin's pulse, but she was shocked in her heart. She originally wanted to show off her skills to her cousin, but she didn't expect that when she really did it, she actually got a big pulse.
My cousin's left radial pulse is weak and deep, and his tongue is pale with white fur, which are signs of insufficient kidney essence. Simply put, he is not very good at sex.
Shen Jiang was embarrassed to say this to him, so Shen Jiang only asked about some of the most basic symptoms before saying tactfully, "Is your eldest cousin prone to tinnitus, deafness, and forgetfulness?"
"I'm old now. There's nothing I can do. I have to accept my age." Chen Yingfa smiled indifferently.
Shen Jiang asked, "When did the hair loss start? Are your teeth loose?"
Chen Yingfa didn't expect that this girl was really capable. In the past, he thought these were not serious problems, so he never thought about seeing a doctor. Now Shen Jiang actually had the ability to see it, and he underestimated her.
However, taking the pulse is only the most basic skill of these Chinese medicine practitioners. If they can really cure people, they are considered amazing. His aunt is someone who has some skills.
"Well, when I was young, I worked too hard outside and didn't get enough rest, so my hair started falling out badly. You see those big stars shave their heads, but there's no cure for this condition."
Chen Houkang glanced at the hair on his brother's head and said, "No, I remember you had alopecia when you were in junior high school."
Alopecia areata is a folk term for alopecia areata, which refers to the sudden loss of hair on a coin-sized area of the scalp.
Shen Jiang was stunned. If her uncle had symptoms so early, it would have been difficult for him to have children. But as far as she knew, her uncle had two sons, both of whom were his own flesh and blood.
Shen Jiang couldn't help swallowing: It seemed like she suddenly knew a big secret. Things shouldn't be as she guessed.
Chen Yingfa looked at Shen Jiang's young and innocent face and suddenly changed his tone. "Actually, Shen Jiang is so young and I understand her ambitions. How about this? When you open Mingxintang, I'll let Dabao come to work in the store. With him around, I won't have to worry about anything happening to you and your aunt."
Shen Jiang was thinking about his cousin, who was three years younger than him. Suddenly, when his eldest uncle mentioned him, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. "What is my cousin studying? Accounting or Chinese medicine? Could he also prepare Chinese medicine?"
"You can learn these things if you try. Dabao is a smart kid and can learn them quickly. Your store is bullied because you don't have a man to hold it together. If you have any physical work, just let Dabao do it."
"No, no, my temple is small and I can't afford to hire anyone."
Are you kidding me? She's already in debt. She needs to pay back the bank for 50,000 yuan, and she needs a nurse to take care of her grandmother. Food, water, and electricity all cost money. Asking her to hire a ancestor to work in the store is out of the question.
"How can I ask you to pay? Anyway, he happens to be idle at home recently, so I plan to let him come to your place to learn some skills. Don't worry, I'll pay for it!"
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"What do you want to say to me today?" Zi Ning stirred the drink in the cup. She had waited for so many days, and this guy finally came to apologize to her. She was going to treat him to a good lunch later.
"I saw your post on the campus website. Are you looking for a new photography assistant?"
"So you wanted to apply for the job." Zi Ning suddenly realized. She crossed her arms and teased, "You regret it now? Isn't it a little too late?"
Seeing her heartless look, Chen Quan felt a little aggrieved. "Don't you want to know what the result was when I did the puncture last time?"
"What's the result? Didn't Dr. Shen say your case was benign?"
Chen Quan pulled out the biopsy results from his bag and handed them to her, sneering, "I knew you would side with that female doctor. She's quite capable and was able to diagnose that I have thyroid nodules, but you better look carefully at the results above."
Zi Ning's eyes fell on the pathology report and she was stunned. What was going on? Didn't Dr. Shen say that Chen Quan's nodule was benign and she could treat it? Why did this report show that Chen Quan had a malignant tumor?
Seeing her reaction, Chen Quan couldn't help but soften his tone. "I recently joined a group of fellow patients, and I heard from many people there that they'd be fine after surgery. My parents made an appointment for me with the best doctor in the capital, and I plan to take time off next week to have the surgery. Speaking of which, I have you to thank for this. If you hadn't accompanied me for that checkup, I wouldn't have known I was sick until now."
"Wait a minute, I'll ask Dr. Shen what's going on." Zi Ning took out his cell phone.
Chen Quan's eyes were filled with disappointment. He earnestly advised, "Why do you still trust that female doctor so much? Her skills are just so-so, not that amazing. I know Mingxin Hall has been a hot topic online recently, but the real hero is Dr. Shen, not her."
"Doctor Shen said she can cure your disease and there is no need for surgery. Why don't you give up the surgery first and go see her later. Let me tell you, after I took her medicine, I..." Zi Ning excitedly looked up from the phone, and was about to share with him the recent changes in herself after taking the medicine.
Chen Quan didn't expect that Zi Ning wasn't listening to him at all. Her attention was completely focused on the conversation with the female doctor.
"Forget it! In the final analysis, you don't care about me at all. I have cancer now, cancer! That female doctor couldn't even get into Nanze University, and she said my nodules are benign. You still want me to believe her. Do you want me to joke with my own life?" Chen Quan finished speaking in one breath, and everyone in the cafe looked in their direction.
Zi Ning was almost stunned by his yelling, "Why don't you speak properly? Why are you so loud? I'm not deaf."
"I came to you today to try to convince you to stop writing about Traditional Chinese Medicine. The environment around TCM is so murky right now; it's basically a declining industry. After I get back from surgery, we can try creating a store visitor account. This kind of account can be monetized quickly, and maybe even become our career path after graduation. We've always had a good understanding as partners before, so what do you think of my suggestion?"
Zi Ning didn't expect that Chen Quan would come to her today to talk about this. She said stiffly, "I said I only want to do content in this area. If you want to do something else, you can find someone else."
"I didn't expect you to be the same as before," Chen Quan said, his face pale, unable to force a smile. "Before coming here today, I was thinking that as long as you agree to my request, I will definitely listen to you no matter what you say in the future."
Zi Ning opened her mouth, not knowing how to respond. Of course, she knew Chen Quan's intentions. During the six months they had been working on the account together, Chen Quan had always respected her and even tried to please her. As long as she was happy, he was happy too. He rarely forced her to make a decision like he was doing now.
"When I was healthy before, you looked down on me. Now that I'm so sick, I'm even less qualified to pursue you. Zining, I wish you happiness every day in the future. Goodbye." Chen Quan was extremely disappointed. He picked up the report and walked out of the cafe.
"When did I ever say I looked down on you, idiot?" Zi Ning murmured, "Looks like I really need to recruit someone new."
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