Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

What are patients and their families most worried about when they go to see a doctor? They are most worried that the doctor will not take the patient's illness seriously. To put it more seriously, they are most worried about encountering a doctor who is not good at their studies and will take human life lightly.

It's just like, after finally queuing up for the outpatient clinic of an expert and professor, before I can put my heart back in my stomach, I suddenly find that the patient waiting for me is not a fairy-like old expert with a wonderful rejuvenation, but a young girl with yellow hair.

training objects.

At this moment, Ya'er, who was checking the pulse of the old man in the wheelchair, was regarded by the old man's family and servants as a young girl who cares about human life. They threw cold knives at Ya'er desperately, with clear doubts and condemnations in their eyes.

If they hadn't heard clearly just now that it was indeed the old Chinese medicine doctors in the room who asked this yellow-haired girl to check her pulse, they would have kicked her out long ago.

Those who can go to such a high-standard sanatorium for recuperation are indeed rich and noble people. However, don't forget that people who eat whole grains will inevitably encounter disasters. If you feel uncomfortable or sick, you have to find a doctor.

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And these old Chinese medicine doctors in the room are not ordinary doctors. To put it bluntly, these old Chinese medicine doctors are all hidden masters of the world. It is rare to invite them to come out again. If it weren't for this time

Medical seminar, maybe these old Chinese doctors are still living a life of spiritual practice in some paradise.

The most important thing is that so many masters of traditional Chinese medicine have gathered together and believe that all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases can be cured. There are many well-informed people in this world. Recently, the usually cold sanatorium has been a bit overcrowded.

Therefore, no matter how unwilling they are to look at the face of the Buddha instead of the monk, they can only watch helplessly as this yellow-haired girl treats the old man as a guinea pig for training.

However, compared to the slightly aggrieved family members, the old man in the wheelchair had a very easy-going and natural attitude and actively cooperated with the examination of Ya'er, a fledgling little doctor.

The several old Chinese doctors who came to consult the old man were all benevolent and benevolent. Of course, they did not just leave the patient in the hands of the little girl. However, they all accepted the little girl's affection. You know, those few dozen

Pages of medical practice notes, after these days of discussion and dialectics, everyone can say that they have benefited a lot.

However, even if I accept the love of the little girl, and even though Mr. Song and the others, who are experienced in the field of Chinese medicine, guarantee it, if the little girl really wants to learn their special skills, she must first see the real thing.

Ya'er gathered her energy and concentrated to check the old man's pulse. The eyes of several old Chinese medicine doctors never left Ya'er's hand. If nothing else, at least the little girl's pulse-finding posture was quite sophisticated, so it probably wasn't her first time taking a pulse.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the door, several old Chinese medicine doctors showed approval. However, Ya'er's expression was a little solemn. The old man's face was ruddy, his pulse was calm and gentle, neither floating nor sinking, and his legs had not been injured.

How could he suddenly become bad at his job?

"Old man, can you let me see your legs?" Ya'er shook her head at several old Chinese medicine practitioners and continued to seek their opinions.

Before the orderly stopped him, the old man responded cooperatively, "Of course! Little girl, you are a doctor, you have the final say!"

So, the old man's family could only watch helplessly as the little girl lifted up the old man's trouser legs, pinched and tapped on the old man's calves, asked questions from time to time, and finally took out a few three-inch long silver needles and inserted them into the old man's legs.

It was pricked and pricked, which made the old man's family feel distressed.

As a result, the look towards Ya'er became even more unfriendly, and even several old Chinese doctors were implicated.

Several old Chinese doctors touched their noses, and Mr. Huang spoke first, "Girl Du, let me feel this comrade's pulse too!"

Of course everyone can understand the feelings of the patient's family, but if the disease was really so easy to cure, it would have been cured long ago, and there would be no need to come here to wait for them.

Besides, they just want to see how capable the little girl is, and they are not specifically trying to make things difficult for the little girl. They don’t say whether the little girl can find the cause of the disease. They just look at the accuracy of the few needles that the little girl just used.

The girl really has two brushes.

The old Chinese medicine doctor known as Huang Shenzhen finally took action, and the old man's family looked better. However, before his face cleared up, his heart soon became more and more solemn as Huang's expression became more and more solemn and he shook his head repeatedly.

Raised to the throat.

If the little girl looked solemn just now, they could comfort themselves that she was not good at learning and was shy. However, if even Mr. Huang had the same expression, could it be said...

Huang Lao was thoughtful, put down the old man's wrist, and said to the old friends beside him, "Old Wang, Lao Wei, you should also take a look!"

Next, several famous Chinese medical masters also had the same solemn expressions. The old man's family members did not even dare to ask, but the old man was very open-minded and said, "It's okay! After seeing so many doctors, I can't tell what's going on!"

Let me tell you, as long as you can still eat and drink, it doesn't matter if your legs look good or not!"[

The old Chinese medicine doctors who were arguing in a low voice softened a lot after hearing what the old man said. They admired the old man's optimism. They looked up and saw the little girl's thoughtful expression at this moment. They couldn't help but smile and said, "Girl Du, what? You see?"

Is the root cause of the disease?"

Ya'er didn't answer the question, "I want to check the old man's pulse again!"

"Okay!" Upon hearing this, Mr. Huang and the others knew that the little girl seemed to have a good idea, so of course they would not stop her. If they had not all had decades of medical experience, and Mr. Wei had encountered similar situations, they would not have stopped her.

How dare you get diagnosed so quickly.

The old man's family members felt like they were on a roller coaster just now, going up and down. This time, when they saw Ya'er feeling her pulse, they no longer had the reluctant expression just now, but instead had a cautious expectation.

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It took less than a quarter of an hour to check the pulse. However, Ya'er then asked a question that seemed irrational to the old man's family, "Old man, have you ever had a head injury before?"

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"Ah? I was injured!" The old man was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't know why, he still answered the question. However, the old man quickly reacted and said excitedly, "I said, little girl, you are really good at this. You can even take a pulse.

Come out. That happened decades ago. I accidentally got a bullet into my forehead by a kid!"

"Well, old man, when your legs suddenly became unable to walk a few days ago, did you also feel pain in your head? It was at the place where your head was injured!" Ya'er, whose nerves had been tense, didn't notice it.

The corners of the tightly pursed mouth showed signs of upturning.

"Yes!" When the old man heard Ya'er ask this question, he couldn't help but pat the armrest of the wheelchair with his hand, and said in a slightly high-pitched voice, "My head hurts. But at that time, I was only looking at my legs, and I thought I almost fell."

I was lying on my head in confusion! Now that I think about it, that’s not

Why is my head so confused? How can I describe the pain? Yes, it's like being stung by a wasp. Even now, it still hurts sometimes. But back then, the hole as big as a bowl didn't hurt.

The pain is nothing, and I don’t take it to heart!”

"Little girl, can't you tell? You are really talented at such a young age!" The old man looked excited.

When the old man's family members look at Ya'er now, they can only say to themselves that people should not be judged by their appearance.

Several old Chinese doctors nearby saw that the little girl had found the root cause of the disease so quickly. They couldn't help stroking their beards and nodding. Yes, she can definitely be called "a young girl is better than a good girl". They couldn't accept it!

However, "Girl Du, now that you have discovered the root cause of the disease, how will you treat this comrade?" Everyone is willing to recognize the talent of horses, and of course they want to cultivate good seedlings carefully when they see them.

"Apply both top and bottom! Acupuncture and foot therapy. The old injury on the old man's head is the root cause!..." It was rare for Ya'er to have a talk with the approval of several old Chinese medicine doctors. However, the monarchs and ministers behind him were not convinced.

For the old man and his family, even for Stephen and Smith, who knew a little bit about traditional Chinese medicine, it was no less difficult to understand than the Holy Book.

Several old Chinese medicine doctors were filled with relief when they heard this. They were really terrible! Mr. Song and the others were really lucky to have grabbed such a good seedling.

"Girl Du, applying acupuncture on the head is no better than other methods. However, I have been using acupuncture for many years, so I ask you, how confident can you be if you apply acupuncture?" Among several veteran Chinese doctors, Mr. Huang is the most knowledgeable about acupuncture.

You have the right to speak. Unfortunately, time is not forgiving.

"Eighty percent sure!" When the water is full, it will overflow. Doctors will never easily say that they are 100% sure.

"Eight percent sure?" Mr. Huang couldn't help but nod. Even at his peak age, he only dared to say that he was nine percent sure. However, human life was at stake, and Mr. Huang suddenly found that it was not easy to be a guardian.

But the old man in the wheelchair spoke next, "Eight points is eight points! The doctor is not a fairy, I believe in the little girl!"

The old man seemed to be the boss at home. The two young men who accompanied him saw that the old man had a firm attitude. Although they still trusted Mr. Huang more, who seemed to have the demeanor of an outsider, they did not dare to speak out.

Huang Lao knew that the little bird he was protecting could not fly high, so he responded directly for Ya'er, "Okay! Du Yatou, in this case, this comrade will be left to you! Go back in the evening and prepare well, we will meet again tomorrow

Go over and give the acupuncture. Don’t worry, I’ll always follow you!”

"Okay!" Ya'er knew the intentions of the old Chinese medicine practitioners, so of course she wouldn't give up. However, she had to be well prepared.

At this moment, the old man and his family members have completely settled down. They don't care how to treat it. They only know that the legs can be cured and can be cured well, and that's fine. However, they should also go back and prepare well. At least

You have to eat enough and get enough sleep.[

Only Stephen and Smith were still confused. To them, the kings, ministers and envoys were nothing but heavenly books.

Mr. Huang and the others, after getting in touch with each other these days, really like the rigorous attitude of these two foreigners towards medicine. He often lectures them about traditional Chinese medicine, and this meeting is no exception. "With unobstructed meridians, all diseases can be avoided!"

Mr. Huang talked about unblocked meridians in Mandarin with a hint of southern Fujian dialect, which was a little difficult for both Stephen and me.

But Ya'er understands the foreigners' way of understanding, "The root cause of the old comrade's poor performance is his old head injury. Simply treating the head for a headache, and treating the feet for a foot pain only treats the symptoms but not the root cause!"

The author has something to say: I am mentally depressed!

After our relatives leave, let’s wait for my little universe to explode!~~~~(_)~~~~