Chinese medicine doctor Xu Yang

Professor He looked awkward. He had been wasting his work for half a year. Why should he hand in homework or brag?

But there were so many people sitting there, so he didn't say anything in order to save Xu Yang's face.

Soon, an aunt came in with a child.

When the aunt saw this battle, she was a little confused. It was the first time for her to see so many doctors.

Professor He asked: "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

The aunt looked at the group of doctors and said, "It's not me, it's my little grandson. He keeps coughing."

Everyone's hearts sank slightly. Pediatrics has always been a subject that is extremely difficult to diagnose and treat in traditional Chinese medicine. In ancient times, it was called a mute department because it is difficult for children to accurately express their feelings and symptoms.

In other words, half of the four consultations of traditional Chinese medicine have been eliminated.

Moreover, this child still has a cough. Those who cough are the enemies of doctors. Moreover, according to traditional Chinese medicine, all internal organs can cause coughing. It is difficult to find the cause of cough, and it is even more difficult when the patient is still a young child.

Professor He also obviously thought of this, and he hesitated. Naturally, he didn't believe that Xu Yang's clinical level could treat such a patient. He didn't want him to make a fool of himself in public, but he also wanted him to retreat and follow him back to the provincial capital.

Professor He was a little confused for a moment.

But Xu Yang said directly: "Come on, sit down."

The aunt sat down with her little grandson.

The aunt was a little confused: "Who is going to treat this? Didn't I say that experts from the province are here?"

Xu Yang explained: "This is Professor He, an expert in the province. I am Professor He's student. These doctors also came together to study with Professor He."

"That's right, I will diagnose first later, and then Professor He will diagnose again. This is Professor He using this opportunity to teach us young doctors."

"Oh, okay, okay." Auntie understood.

Professor He glanced at Xu Yang, why is this guy so obsessed with face? Moreover, he was so anxious to see the Yellow River that he took the initiative to diagnose this difficult-to-diagnose disease.

Professor He shook his head slightly.

Xu Yang, on the other hand, has already started diagnosis and treatment: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

The aunt replied again: "Cough."

Xu Yang asked again: "Is there phlegm?"

The aunt replied: "Yes, sometimes I spit white saliva."

Xu Yang looked at the child. The child was leaning on his grandma and didn't speak. His face was red and he looked tired. It's just that the child hasn't coughed since he came in.

Xu Yang asked: "Is he coughing badly? I see that he hasn't coughed until now."

The aunt replied: "I'm not coughing now. I'll start coughing when I go to bed. It's so bad that I can't even sleep well. It's pitiful."

Xu Yang asked: "How long have you been coughing?"

The aunt continued: "I have been coughing for three days, and I have not felt any better after taking medicine before. Then I heard that a traditional Chinese medicine expert from the province was coming today, so we went to buy one... and registered an expert number to come and have a look. "

Everyone also looked at each other and smiled bitterly. In their small hospital, only provincial experts like Professor He could come and buy and sell accounts.

Xu Yang nodded and said to the child: "Kid, give me your hand. Grandpa... uncle will check your pulse. Please sit down and don't move around later, okay?"

"Okay, uncle doctor." The child said obediently.

Xu Yang listened to his voice and found that his voice was a little hoarse.

The child stretched out his hand and placed it on the pulse pillow.

Professor He looked at Xu Yang suspiciously and asked, "Have you checked your pulse?"

Xu Yang smiled and said, "I know a little bit."

"Oh." Professor He nodded. Well, it has been more than half a year, and it is still a little bit. Sure enough, there is no progress.

A group of young Chinese medicine practitioners behind, you look at me, I look at you, they all have awe-inspiring expressions, this little bit...

Xu Yang touched the child's palms and found that his palms were warm. He asked: "Children, do you feel warm in the palms of your hands and soles of your feet?"

The child thought for a while and then replied: "It seems so..."

Xu Yang nodded slightly and stopped asking. He stretched out three fingers and pressed them on the three parts of the child's Cun Guan Chi. The child was already six or seven years old and could diagnose Cun Kou pulse with three fingers.

Xu Yang carefully diagnosed the pulse.

Professor He looked at Xu Yang's pulse diagnosis technique and felt that it seemed to be good. He asked the aunt: "What medicine did the child take before?"

The aunt replied: "I went to the hospital to get some medicine. This was the prescription at that time, but it didn't work. I still have a cough."

Professor He took it and looked at it twice, then handed the prescription form to the back, and a group of Chinese medicine practitioners began to circulate it.

The patient had taken cough syrup and other medicines before, but the effect was not good. Then I went to the hospital to see a Western medicine doctor and used Western medicine to eliminate phlegm and relieve cough, but the effect was not good.

After passing it around, the group of young Chinese medicine practitioners at the back all looked thoughtful.

Zhong Hua and Cao Dehua are also thinking that from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, the cause of cough is not easy to find.

Xu Yang was still checking his pulse.

Professor He was a little surprised that Xu Yang took so long to diagnose his pulse.

Professor He picked up the child's other hand and began to diagnose it.

After a while, the two of them exchanged hands.

The child was quite well-behaved and could sit still all the time.

After another long while, the two of them finished their diagnosis.

Professor He asked: "What's the pulse?"

Xu Yang replied: "Sliding pulses."

Professor He was slightly surprised. Xu Yang really judged it right: "Not bad!"

"Sliding pulses?" Other Chinese medicine practitioners began to think again.

Xu Yang said again: "Kids, stick out your tongue and take a look."

The child sticks out his tongue.

The two glanced at each other.

Red tongue, yellow coating.

Professor He thought for a while and asked the people behind him: "How do you think this disease should be dialectically judged and how to prescribe a prescription?"

This time, everyone was a little eager to give it a try. After all, all the diagnostic conclusions were given to them.

Professor He directly named him: "That... is called Xu Yuan, right? You tell me."

Xu Yuan was a little excited. He did not expect that Professor He would actually remember his name. He immediately said: "Well, a slippery pulse can indicate phlegm heat. A red tongue with yellow coating can also indicate internal heat syndrome."

"The patient's body is hot, and his face is red, which also proves this. Therefore, it should be phlegm-heat blocking the lungs, leading to cough. The treatment method should be to clear the lungs, clear away heat, resolve phlegm, and relieve cough."

The others also nodded slightly.

It was Zhong Hua who looked at the prescription form in his hand with doubts on his face.

Professor He also frowned: "Where is that prescription list?"

"Here I am." Zhong Hua responded and handed over the list in his hand.

Professor He took it in his hand and considered it.

Xu Yang continued to ask: "Children, does your stomach feel bloated?"

The child nodded: "Yes."

Xu Yang asked again: "How is the stool? Can't it come out? Or is it still very thin, like water?"

Everyone was startled.

Professor He also looked at Xu Yang with some surprise.

The child said: "The diarrhea is very thin, just like clear water."

Xu Yang nodded, and then asked the aunt: "Did the child eat a lot of food in the days before he coughed?"

The aunt was stunned for a moment and recalled: "Hey, yes, yes, I told him at that time to be careful about eating too much. But what does this have to do with coughing?"

Not to mention her, even the group of young Chinese medicine practitioners at the back looked confused.

Xu Yang nodded: "There is food, and the heat knot is flowing away, which is the evidence of Yangming's internal organs."

Everyone is still confused. A slippery pulse can control phlegm and food, but it can also control phlegm and fire. Of course, a slippery pulse will also appear when a woman is pregnant.

The questions Xu Yang asked were all related to phlegm food. In fact, it proved that the patient had phlegm food and had Yang Ming Fu organs. But everyone still doesn’t understand, what is the relationship between Yangming Fu organs and cough?

Zhong Hua thought for a moment, showing a look of surprise, and then he was still a little confused.

Professor He looked at the patient's prescription sheet again and nodded slightly. It was indeed the constipation of Yangming's internal organs that caused the cough. He looked at Xu Yang again, his eyes full of appreciation.

Because he knew that Xu Yang had understood the truth. Others did not understand, but he understood. Professor He was a little pleased that Xu Yang was indeed so outstanding among the younger generation, and his foundation had always been so solid.

He is indeed his most proud student!

Professor He smiled with satisfaction.

"Eh? No!" Professor He was suddenly startled: "Xu Yang went directly to Yangming Fu Shi to ask after diagnosing the pulse. He didn't even read the prescription. He didn't even know that the patient had used it before. What medicine!”

"He already judged the pathogenesis after checking the pulse! But how could he judge that the child's cough was caused by food intake, rather than phlegm-heat blocking the lungs?"

Professor He suddenly looked at Xu Yang in surprise.