Chapter 431: Seeing the Strange Phase for the First Time
The patient in the wheelchair was named Fu Zhengyu, in his forties. His family carried him into the physical therapy room.
With a whoosh, more than a dozen people rushed into the small room. Some people couldn't squeeze in and had to stand outside. Mr. Dong, who knew a little about acupuncture, stood beside me, fearing that something might happen to me.
The patient had been carried to bed by his family. Although he was paralyzed from the waist down, he was in good spirits and spoke freely. Mr. Dong and I sat on the bed opposite him.
At this time, Siyu waved her hand and said, "Family members stay, and everyone else leave. What's so exciting about this?"
But those people just didn't move and kept laughing.
I said to Siyu, "Don't chase them away." Then I said to those people, "There are beds available. Sit down. It's okay, but don't make any noise, so as not to disrupt our conversation."
Those people quieted down, some found a place to sit, and some stood.
"Mr. Fu, how long have you been ill?"
"One year and three months."
"I heard from someone next to me that you are also engaged in acupuncture?"
"Yes. I live in the countryside of Xizhou and work as the director of a township health center. I'm a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner and am good at acupuncture."
"Dean, since you are an expert in acupuncture, how do you think this disease should be treated?"
"Three parts and nine acupoints, head: Baihui acupoint, Yintang acupoint, Chengjiang acupoint.
Trunk: Tanzhong xue, Zhongwan xue, Qihai xue.
Lower limbs: Zusanli acupoint, Sanyinjiao acupoint, Taichong acupoint.
I'm treating the lower limbs primarily, and I've asked my apprentice to give me acupuncture. This is a symptom of blood stasis and paralysis in the lower limbs."
I laughed out loud: "Does the dean know how to treat symptoms based on syndrome differentiation?"
There was a hint of contempt on his face, and he smiled and said, "Of course I know, I can still distinguish between deficiency and excess symptoms.
For excess symptoms, use Guxue and Fenglongxue. For deficiency symptoms, use Dazhuixue and Neiguanxue. For cold symptoms, use Dazhuixue and Shenshuxue. For heat symptoms, use Chixue and Geshuxue.
Apart from Mr. Dong, it seemed that only one person among the others understood, and that person should be his apprentice. The others were confused as if they were listening to a mystery.
They didn't understand but tried hard to listen, their eyes all fixed on me, like thorns, as if they were going to pierce my face.
I said, "Cold, heat, deficiency, excess, what condition do you think I have?"
He blurted out: "Based on my twenty years of experience, it is a deficiency syndrome."
I let out a long laugh, and everyone in the room was startled.
Mr. Dong asked me softly, "Wrong?"
Mr. Dong and I whispered a few words to each other, and then I said to Dean Fu, "Your illness is a mixture of deficiency and excess."
Dean Fu asked, "Then how are you going to treat me?"
"Your symptoms are due to nerve compression or ischemia in the central nervous system of the brain, which prevents the lower limbs from moving.
Therefore, it mainly treats the brain, mainly by puncturing the Baihui, Yintang, and Chengjiang acupoints. It also treats the heart, where the heart beats too slowly and the blood supply is insufficient.
Dean Fu asked, "Can heart disease be treated with acupuncture?"
I nodded.
He suddenly burst into laughter. Everyone was baffled. He told his family, "I want to go back. This guy is a liar."
I said, "You can go back if you want, but I want to ask you, why am I a liar?"
He said: "In all the classics and famous scholars in Chinese history, no one has ever said that acupuncture can treat heart disease. If the heart is already diseased, acupuncture will cause immediate shock."
I stopped laughing, afraid to frighten him, and said slowly, "If it's not in the book, then there's no way to develop it? Do you know the famous Dr. Jiang from Haihe Jinmen (Tianjin)?"
He shook his head.
"I attended a training course before taking the exam, and it was taught by him. He dared to go beyond the forbidden zone and broke the thousand-year-old rule that needles cannot be used for heart disease.
The "Yiqi Fumai Acupuncture Method" was created to treat coronary heart disease, myocardial ischemia, angina pectoris, arrhythmia, etc.
I emphasized, "In his care, people are often able to stand up after three months."
Ah—everyone shouted.
I said, "You can leave or you can stay."
The person who looked like an apprentice next to him said, "Mr. Wan, we should stay and treat him."
Dean Fu smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Wan, please don't have any objections. I am an acupuncturist inherited from my ancestors. I am not ambitious and have never gone out for further training.
Yunnan and Tianjin are thousands of miles apart, and I've never heard of Dr. Jiang's name."
I said, "I don't blame you for not knowing. Just stay and get treated."
When everyone saw that there was no hope, they left in groups of three or four, whispering to each other, believe it or not.
Dean Fu's family asked his apprentice to stay and take care of the patients since he knew acupuncture.
I am also happy to have such a helper.
After a brief exchange with the apprentice, I learned that his surname was also Fu, and he was the nephew of Dean Fu, and his full name was Fu Siping.
That day, we admitted four patients. That afternoon, I began teaching Siyu while she was being treated. Fortunately, Fu Siping was there to help me teach.
one day,
Two days,
Three days,
…
Ten days have passed. Apart from explaining the principles to Siyu before each acupuncture, I no longer have to do the acupuncture myself. Fu Siping can not only help me, but also help me take care of Siyu.
As for simple things like removing the needles, I didn't have to worry about it. I basically just followed Mr. Dong to learn the "different physiognomy technique."
This physiognomy technique, a combination of fortune-telling and physiognomy, was superior to the Nanxi family's ancestral "iron plate divination." Its superiority lay in its ability to guide one's life.
In the past ten days, some people came to have their fortunes told, and Mr. Dong gave them very detailed explanations, and then guided them on what they could do, what they could not do, and what was best to do.
In fact, this process was to teach me. According to him, fortune-telling should not be so detailed.
After teaching for half a month, I was able to discuss with him.
Next, he let me practice the first order independently.
This is an evening I will never forget. Mr. Dong and I were sitting in the studio chatting when the receptionist brought someone in.
The man was wearing wide-rimmed glasses, had a flat head, a high nose, and a wide mouth. He was in his fifties.
Mr. Dong asked me to stand up and let the guest sit in my seat. Then he stood up and asked me to sit in the armchair. I waved my hands repeatedly.
He said with a fierce face: "This is the rule."
I had no choice but to sit over there, and Mr. Dong sat on my left.
The man looked at us, a little confused about the change of seats, and asked, "Which one of you is the master?"
Mr. Dong said: "I am his master. I will point out any inaccuracies he makes."
The man said with some distrust, "Let... the master do the calculation."
If I had said that in the past, I would have been furious. But since I started following Mr. Dong, I seem to have become more indifferent. I jokingly said, "If the calculation is wrong, you don't have to pay. How about asking the master to recalculate it for you?"
He said, "That's fine."
I asked, "What's your last name?"
He asked in return, "Why does fortune-telling require asking for a surname first?"
"Out of respect for you, you came all the way to Yunnan to have your fortune told by me. I can't just say, 'Hey, have some tea.'" "You have a job to do, after all."
He initially acted nonchalant, but after hearing what I said, he sat up straight and asked, "How did you know I was from out of town? And what position I held?"
I laughed and said, "What kind of life is it if you don't even understand these simple things?"
He chuckled and said, "No need to worry about your surname being Tan."
At this time, Mr. Dong had already made tea, poured a cup, and said, "Mr. Tan, the tea is here."
He tapped two fingers on the coffee table and said, "Thank you, Master."
I said, "My last name is Wan, you can just call me Master Wan. Let me tell you my birth date first."
Mr. Tan said, "Wait a minute, how did you know I was from another place and that I held a position? Tell me the reason first. I'm quite curious about this."
I burst out laughing. "You should talk less to me. The more you talk, the more you don't even need to tell me your birth date. I'll know everything about you."
His eyes moved around behind his glasses, perhaps thinking what I said made sense. Then he gave me his eight characters.
I rolled my fingers and said, "I have a lifetime of extraordinary talent, but I have never achieved my ambition."
He smiled and said, "You go ahead."
I changed the word "you" to "you". It seemed that his attitude had straightened up a bit, so I started to talk non-stop.
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