Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

It is a rare opportunity for someone outside of the country to have the opportunity to learn and observe from the experts from the Health Bureau. Of course, the most important thing is that the observation object is rarely seen by ordinary people.

In the lounge that was temporarily used as an infirmary, since Ya'er was observing and learning, of course she would not speak casually.

Among the experts, the oldest, Director Xia, studied traditional Chinese medicine, and the other two middle-aged people specialized in Western medicine. As for the only woman, as Bu Yaer expected, she was really a so-called nutrition expert.

Because it was just a regular check-up, and the old man had not had any problems with his health recently, the process was as expected, simple but solemn.

Director Xia was checking the chief's pulse, and the female doctor asked Secretary Shen from time to time about the chief's diet and daily routine during this period, while the other two middle-aged people were sorting out the simple medical equipment they had brought with them.[

In the lounge, Ya'er, who was observing and studying, became the background together with the old man.

After a series of routine examinations such as heartbeat and blood pressure, the group of people looked at each other and smiled, feeling relieved. Although the job of the chief's health doctor may seem decent and relaxing in the eyes of outsiders, who knows the psychological burden of a health doctor. Especially one who is specifically responsible for Individuals with old health conditions often become frightened.

However, although the old chief's physical condition is not bad and all the data are normal, this does not mean that the old chief's physical fitness is not good enough.

Obviously, the old man sitting there with Da Ma Jin Dao in the small living room outside is the real old man. Although no physical examination was done on the old general, just looking at his complexion was enough.

"Chief, how many times have I told you that you are obviously overworked and you must pay attention to the balance between work and rest!" Director Xia has been responsible for the health care of the chief for several years. No matter how much he respects the elderly in his heart, as a Doctor, Director Xia strongly disagrees with the old chief's uncooperative attitude, and sometimes it is inevitable that he cannot restrain his tone of voice.

The old man who was single-handedly turning the tide when the mess was riddled with holes, and shouldering the heavy burden of a country, unexpectedly cooperated, with a look of guilt on his slightly tired face.

Director Xia Nai had no choice but to tell Shen Changhe, the personal and confidential secretary, about various precautions regarding the chief's health.

While Shen Changhe was recording seriously, he inadvertently glanced at the girl next to him who was really acting as a backdrop. Although Shen Changhe was knowledgeable, he had little knowledge of Chinese medicine and didn't know what Director Xia said about yin deficiency and wind. Does it have anything to do with what the little girl said a few days ago, or do they mean the same thing?

However, Shen Changhe also knew that it was not appropriate for Comrade Du Xiao to start this point, "Director Xia, the chief has not been sleeping well at night recently. He often has night fever and night sweats, and even occasionally has jaw tremors. Look, is it right? What’s the problem!”

"What? Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Director Xia was startled. He couldn't care less about respect or not, and took the chief's hand.

The longer the time went on, the more solemn Director Xia looked. He shook his head and muttered that something was wrong. Although the commander's complexion looked a little weak, his pulse showed that there was no major problem? Then he shook his head again. No, doctors cannot easily draw any conclusions.

The two middle-aged men looked very relaxed and took out the simple equipment they had just packed away.

The old man, on the other hand, saw that everyone was making a fuss because of his minor discomfort, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "Xiaoxia, relax, don't be so nervous! There is nothing serious about my body, and those minor symptoms are probably inevitable for older people!"

Speaking of which, the old man, who was not afraid of medical treatment, felt a bright gaze, and suddenly felt guilty. He smiled at the very competent little girl who was serving as the background board next to him. He could not deny the little girl's professional judgment.

The old man's voice was neither slow nor urgent, and had the power to calm people's hearts. Director Xia closed his eyes and concentrated, and the rest room was filled with cries of crows.

More than ten minutes later, I vaguely heard Director Xia muttering, "The pulse is very thin! Is it tremor? Liver wind originates from the five internal organs..."

Tremors have long been recorded in ancient medical books. Director Xia was able to stand out in the Health Bureau as a health care doctor for the elderly. Of course, he also had two skills.

"Director Xia, are you suffering from tremors?" The one with a face that always made people feel refreshed asked with a solemn look on his face.

Just like playing a riddle, Director Xia's answer was very concise, so concise that it was a bit solemn, "Yes!" [

Although Director Xia had a vague conclusion in his mind, the onset of tremor was slow, the symptoms were subtle, and the pulse phase symptoms of the old man were not obvious, so he did not dare to draw a conclusion easily. The profoundness of Chinese medicine lies in that sometimes the pulse phase is just the same, but there are minor differences.

However, the pathology may vary widely.

"Chief, I'm not good at learning and I dare not jump to conclusions! Xiao Cheng and the others don't have more sophisticated medical equipment at hand now. I suggest organizing another expert review!" The matter is important, but Director Xia can get it in front of the old man.

Can be put down.

The old man was in a good mood. He smiled reassuringly at Director Xia, pointed at Ya'er who was addicted to the background board, and teased, "Tremors? Girl, when you practiced with grandpa last time, did you just talk about the wind?"

Tremor, what kind of disease is it? Come here, grandpa asked your girl to practice with me again!"

This little girl is too cautious. Although Xiaoxia and the others are sometimes proud of their talents, they are all magnanimous people.

Ya'er twitched her lips and walked down from the background board in embarrassment, "Grandpa!"

Director Xia and the others had almost forgotten that this person was still here, and what shocked Director Xia even more was that what kind of person was this little girl in front of him, who could actually be treated so differently by the old chief. The most important thing is that the little girl in front of him was so special.

The girl seems to be a top student?

If Secretary Shen hadn't reminded her, they would have almost missed the diagnosis. Now that I think about it, the little girl's arrival today was so coincidental, maybe it was intentional!

Although they felt uncomfortable in their hearts, Director Xia and his team did not lose their composure after all. They were dumbfounded and said, "Chief, you!"

"This little girl is a newborn. She usually practices with the people around her. She just learned a skill from her master, so she practiced with me!" The old man said ambiguously. Although he couldn't understand the little girl's cautiousness, he still couldn't stand it.

If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will blow it away. You cannot pile the little girl into the fire to roast.

It wasn't hard to hear that the chief was intentionally partial, but after hearing what the old chief said, Director Xia and the others felt a lot more comfortable. It would be too embarrassing if they couldn't even compare to a little girl who just went to college.

For a time, Ya'er became the center of attention.

"Well," Director Xia was about to ask who the master of the girl in front of him was, but suddenly realized that they didn't know the surname of Mr. Zhai's god-granddaughter and grandson-in-law. He couldn't help but smile awkwardly, and then asked, "Little comrade, who is your master?"

Which one? You can diagnose such a subtle pulse at such a young age, you must be a famous teacher who produces a good disciple!"

“Mr.

Professor Zhang, in the past two years, he has been studying with Mr. Song and the others, so I am lucky enough to have some guidance from Mr. Song and the others."

"Du, Du Xuanjin? B University Medical College? Mr. Song?" Director Xia always felt that he had heard these three keywords vaguely before, and repeated them two or three times in his mouth. Suddenly, he was shocked and pointed at Ya'er and asked

, "Du Xuan

Jin? Are you Du Xuanjin, who published the paper that caused an uproar in the Chinese medicine community two years ago? The Song you are talking about, are you Mr. Song Qingzhi, Mr. Zhang Bian, and Mr. Zhang, who have long since retired from the traditional Chinese medicine world?"

The circle of the medical community is either big or small. Although Ya'er has only half-stepped into the threshold of the medical community, the three words Du Xuanjin are not heard by those who are interested in the medical community, especially the traditional Chinese medicine community.

Strange, Ya'er is much more famous than she knows.

Although when the three words Du Xuanjin are mentioned, a prefix is ​​usually added in front, which means a close disciple of a medical leader and a lucky person.

Ya'er is a fan of the authorities and doesn't know this. Of course, Ya'er doesn't care that her fame is obviously more of a fake than a tiger's, because Ya'er believes that one day, her family, Mr. Song and others will be proud of herself.

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"Yes, I am that Du Xuanjin! However, that paper was mainly written and polished by Mr. Song and others, and I compiled it!" Ya'er admitted that she was aboveboard, but Ya'er had to mention a few of those two influential papers.

The good intentions of the master.

"No wonder! No wonder!" Director Xia sighed repeatedly. Although he heard the second half of the sentence, he didn't take it to heart. Mr. Song and others had such a harsh attitude towards Chinese medicine.

Director Xia felt much more comfortable knowing that the girl in front of him was Mr. Song's favorite disciple, and that he was closed as a disciple. He had heard many legends about this closed disciple, so it was not an exception, but she was really a bit young.

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"Xiao Du, do you also think that the chief's tremor is caused by yin deficiency and wind? Can you please ask Mr. Song and the others to come out again?" Director Xia knows the power of Mr. Song and the others in the field of traditional Chinese medicine better than Ya'er, a close disciple.

I couldn't help but get closer to Ya'er.

"Of course you can! However, Mr. Song and the others also think that grandpa has signs of tremors! The pulse occasionally appears to be weak, and the five palpitations are hot and bothersome, and night fever and night sweats... The liver loses its softness and becomes rigid and dry.

Cute..."[

"Yes, it should be nourishing yin and suppressing wind! The main prescription should be Gastrodia Uncariae Drink. If the muscles and veins are contracted, Dilong, Bombyx wormwood should be added..."

"Five-heart dryness and heat, add Cortex Phellodendron, Rehmannia glutinosa, Ophiopogon japonicus... internally smooth the five internal organs and release wind energy externally! Externally, it can also be supplemented with acupuncture therapy, Taichong, Hegu, Fengchi, Waiguan,..."

Director Xia and Ya'er debated pathology, just like meeting an opponent in chess. The two of them talked, and the more they talked, the more excited they became. They even forgot that the people around them knew little about Chinese medicine and were confused.

The two talked about it, their mouths were dry, and the medical science and prescriptions became more and more perfect. In the end, the two of them looked at each other and smiled in a tacit understanding, and there was a kind of sympathy for each other, like a master meeting a master.

However, for the sake of safety, although Director Xia did not give up the proposal of expert consultation, the dialectic and deduction just now made him feel a lot more relaxed.

However, there is one most critical problem at present. The most difficult thing to learn in Chinese medicine is acupuncture. Although I am proficient in internal medicine, I do not have that talent in acupuncture.

Moreover, the turmoil and wars in modern history have caused gaps in the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine. Most of the national experts in the traditional Chinese medicine field who are proficient in acupuncture are already in their 60s and have been practicing acupuncture for many years!

Everyone saw that Director Xia, who had been talking eloquently just now, suddenly looked thoughtful. Ya'er noticed Director Xia's strange gestures and couldn't help but said to herself, "Uncle Xia, when grandpa is diagnosed, if it is confirmed, a two-pronged treatment will be adopted."

As for the plan, if there is no suitable candidate for acupuncture, I can give it a try!"

(^w^)