Rebirth in the 1960s, starting from Chinese medicine

Sitting on the bed, Li Chu used his current knowledge reserve and looked at some of the diseases he encountered before, giving him the feeling of a college student doing primary school homework.

Just like Commissar Zhang's illness before, if he is hit again now, acupuncture only needs two needles at a time, and the medicine will be drunk for three days, and it will be effective after storage.

Li Chu clenched his fist excitedly and waved it.

Immediately afterwards, Li Chu frowned again, and he had to be more careful when seeing a doctor in the future. Hua Tuo used to use local materials when he saw a doctor because there were not enough herbs.

So he has a lot of prescriptions filled with some strange things, such as incense ash, soil, rotten leaves, dog blood and chicken blood, which are used as medicine primers.

Although it is true that it can cure diseases, if Li Chu writes such things on the prescriptions for others now, nine out of ten he will be treated as a magic stick.

There are also those surgical operations, which Li Chu has never learned or touched, but now he suddenly knows it and is quite familiar with it.

Not to mention his parents who are no longer alive, even if his parents are still alive, they can't protect him, and they will still be taken away for an autopsy.

That scene subconsciously appeared in his mind, and Li Chu couldn't help shivering. His life is still important, and he must not be embarrassed.

It doesn't matter how you reveal yourself in Chinese medicine, because there is a source.

Looking at the watch, it was already past five o'clock. Li Chu got out of bed and opened the curtains, and the sky had begun to gradually brighten.

Putting on cloth shoes and linen clothes and trousers, Li Chu stood in the yard and began to perform the Wu Qin Xi created by Hua Tuo.

This should be the earliest gymnastics in China.

The tiger flaps its forelimbs, the deer stretches its head and neck, the bear falls down and stands up, the ape jumps on its toes, and the bird spreads its wings and soars.

It took half an hour to complete a set of movements, and Li Chu, who hardly sweated, was sweating profusely and his clothes were soaked, but his whole body felt relaxed and transparent.

He went to the bathroom to take a shower, and changed into a new set of underwear. He felt that if he did a set of Wu Qin Xi every day in the future, it would be much more effective than going out for a five-kilometer run.

In the future, I can teach it to my daughter-in-law, as well as my sister, brother-in-law, Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang.

As for Mama Ding and Papa Ding, let them continue to take the medicine. It is not Li Chu’s reluctance to teach them, but even if they do, they live in a large courtyard, and they will never be willing to jump around like animals in the courtyard. .

Xiao Hei looked at Li Chu standing in the living room at the door. It felt a little strange. The master didn’t take it out for a walk, let alone tossing around in the yard early in the morning. Could it be that he was suffocated because the mistress was not at home? up?

Li Chu found Xiao Hei standing at the door looking at him, and then he remembered that he hadn't taken it out for a walk.

Seeing that it was still early, he put on his clothes and led Xiao Hei out for a walk, but why did the dog look at him in a strange way?

When turning back, he bumped into Ran Qiuye who had just left the door next door.

"Brother Li, you have turned back."

"Good morning, Ran, you are going to school."

Ran Qiuye was already a big girl, Li Chu didn't dare to call other girls by nicknames, so she could only call her classmate Ran.

The two just said hello and passed by.

When Li Chu met her younger sister Ran Ziye, he often teased the little girl, but he never said much to Ran Qiuye.

This kind of deliberate alienation is good for everyone, after all, the tongue crushes people to death.

In the morning, I ate breakfast in the hospital cafeteria, and came to the consulting room to change into a white coat. When Li Chugang was about to continue his internal medicine studies, Director Liang blocked him into the consulting room.

"Xiao Li, why have you been going to other people's internal medicine for a while?"

"Director, that's right..."

Li Chu explained to Director Liang carefully some of the problems he encountered during his usual consultations.

He believes that this is also a problem that many Chinese medicine doctors have encountered.

Director Liang nodded after listening: "Yes, there are indeed many problems in this regard."

Director Liang paused for a while and said, "You are thinking about the problem very comprehensively now."

"You praised me, Director, I just want to make it easier for myself in the future."

"You are still young, don't be lazy, you'd better be able to compile these clinical symptoms of Chinese and Western medicine one by one into a book, and provide a direction for future generations, which can be regarded as a major contribution to the development of our country's medicine!"

Hearing Director Liang's words, Li Chu suddenly felt dizzy, and said with a wry smile: "Director Liang, don't you think highly of me? These problems can't be solved by one or two people. It even takes one or two generations. joint efforts."

Director Liang waved his hand: "Of course I know, in fact, in our professional committee of traditional Chinese medicine, some members have already raised this issue."

"What I mean is, you write down the corresponding symptoms of Chinese and Western medicine that you think are safe, and then I will help you submit it to the committee for discussion. I will definitely invite the corresponding professional committees of Western medicine later. Discuss and reach a consensus."

Director Liang patted Li Chu on the shoulder, and looked at him meaningfully: "Just like the three notebooks you handed in, these will become your qualifications in the future."

Because of his age, Li Chu is not yet a member of the Professional Committee of Traditional Chinese Medicine in Sijiu City, let alone a national professional committee.

After listening to Director Liang's words, Li Chu thought for a while before nodding: "I will try."

Li Chu, who has no qualifications, doesn't pay much attention to it, but if he can make his own contribution to the development of medicine, he is still willing.

"Okay, go about your business, I'll wait to see your results."

After Director Liang left, Li Chu was not in a hurry to go to the internal medicine department, but sat behind the desk and thought about what Director Liang said just now.

The modern naming of TCM diseases is a big project. As Li Chu said just now, it requires the joint efforts of one or two generations or even two or three generations.

The patient I met in the last consultation, which is called renal failure in Western medicine, is an obvious example.

What do you call it in Chinese medicine? Kidney labor, kidney deficiency labor and so on several titles.

But no matter which name it is, in terms of dialectics in traditional Chinese medicine, it is far from the etiology of western medicine.

It is because of these differences that it is so difficult for Chinese and Western medicine to unify a disease name.

Alas, take your time, there must be many people all over the country who are researching this, everyone works hard, and one day there will be results.

Thinking of this, Li Chu got up and walked out of the office to the internal medicine inpatient department.

From the director of the internal medicine department to the lowest-level interns, it is not surprising to see Li Chu.

Talk less and live better, which department doesn't like such a doctor.

It was those interns who were frightened when they saw Li Chu asking questions.

Li Chu sometimes asked these interns some questions when the doctors who saw internal medicine were busy. His intention was not to make things difficult for these interns.

No matter who he asked, it would be fine if the intern could answer. If he couldn't answer, then the eyes of his superior doctor would fly over like a knife.

Then what awaited the intern was to be cleaned up by the superior doctor after he came down.

Thank you for the reward of "I want your life to move up the mountain"