Taoist Doctor

Hand Taiyin lung, lungchannelhandtaiyin, this moment it has been blurred concept in the hearts of overseas acupuncturists clear.

This meridian Hans generally uses the abbreviation when he studies, but now he feels that the short name is not good, because its route and effect seem to be in the name.

A lot of acute and chronic pharyngitis is caused by heat evil, wounding Yin and lungs, smoldering in the throat, etc., the throat belongs to the lung system, the fish hole is the acupoint of the hand of the Taiyin lung, and the acupoint refers to the epidemic of the gas. Part.

The so-called meridians, the attending, and here are the important points for the treatment of the throat.

Since it is caused by heat evil, Zhou Jinyuan used acupuncture needles to pierce the fish's acupoints, venting his evil spirits, clearing the lungs and clearing the throat, and his condition improved.

Burning mountain fires and passing through the cold needle method, in China, is also a very small number of talents to master the needle method, and even considered that the real needle method has been lost. What's more, Zhou Jinyuan's sense of the needle is extremely strong, and few people can do it.

"Is this really... the meridian phenomenon?" Hans swallowed his mouth, and with the throat, the throat would only be more comfortable.

There is actually an answer in his heart, but it is hard to imagine that this phenomenon can be so obvious.

This kind of curative effect is that he has never been better with Western medicine. The feeling of coolness spreads in the throat. It seems that his throat is cleaned in an instant. It is so cool!

"Improved by the sensor, gas to the disease." Zhou Jinyuan explained that translated into a foreign language, he thinks these people should also understand, "the needle feels along the meridian conduction, from the acupuncture point to the lesion, there is a sense of needle, let you faster Relieve, this is the role of acupoints and meridians. Different acupoints, different meridians, combined to achieve this effect."

Many acupuncturists and therapists know Hans as a colleague. Their acupuncture associations often hold events. Hans is never possible, and there is no need to cooperate with others.

This is so unbelievable, why is this meridian phenomenon so obvious as Hans described, is it exaggerated?

“Why is the effect so fast?”

"The speed of the gas is fast and the effect is quick. The gas is too late to cure. As I said, this has something to do with the technique. The sooner the needle feels, the better the effect will be."

It is better to use the needles of the two kinds of big vents and the smoldering fires to help them understand the acupoints and meridians.

The scene was very lively and I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted to experience this kind of stitching.

They even want to design experiments, at least to make a comparison, to see how much they affect the efficacy.

In fact, many times Western experiments have no effect, probably because of the technique, plus the lack of attention. But to change the Huaxia physician to experiment, it is likely to be a different result.

"I have already finished class, and there are courses after that. I have been delayed for a while. There will be patients coming tomorrow. I will continue to tell you about it." Zhou Jinyuan refused everyone who wanted to experience it.

All of them have already finished classes, but many acupuncturists who are training don't want to leave, and they are interested in the research direction that has been neglected in the past. This method is definitely difficult to master, but it is so wonderful that people want to explore.

Zhou Jinyuan’s refusal makes them want to be the course of tomorrow. No, the speaker of the next class is also from China. They can ask if the teacher will use classical stitching!

The curiosity and interest they generated were what Zhou Jinyuan and many Chinese doctors wanted. As long as more people became interested, there would be large-scale research and a virtuous circle. Only in this way can they be long-term.

"God, I suddenly remembered. I read a book that said that the author went to the East and did a classical acupuncture. The lesions would be hot. At the time, I still thought it should be an accident, or something else... ...now think about it, and what should we see today, the same way?" A therapist suddenly said.

"Oh... Actually, the doctor in that book should be me." Zhou Jinyuan was a bit embarrassed. "So, it is indeed the same kind of acupuncture."

Is it more than the same kind of acupuncture, or the same person?

The therapist sneered out, "Is it you?!"

Zhou Jinyuan’s resume is very simple, because he is still young, and he has not written his achievements in “leading to expand the baldness field of Haizhou Sanyuan”.

Otherwise, the therapist may have recognized it for a long time. After all, when James blew and caused the follow-up, he was treating baldness...

This time I was recognized, it was awful, and the topic turned, and it became Zhou Jinyuan’s how to cure baldness.

After all, studying medicine is also very easy to bald...

Everyone thought that Zhou Jinyuan was good at acupuncture. Chinese herbal medicine is not their specialty. However, since they have learned acupuncture, they know a little about it. Some acupuncture organizations are combined with Chinese herbal medicine.

Zhou Jinyuan had to promise everyone and give them a baldness clinic tomorrow.

......

After class, Zhou Jinyuan did not return to the hotel room, but greeted Zhao Wei and went out. He has already checked it, and there is a shop with a gold pen in the city, and he plans to take a trip.

The site was searched for a specific route, and it was not particularly far away. Zhou Jinyuan was ready to walk.

The pen shop is located next to a large square in the city of L. It is a landmark building.

Zhou Jinyuan walked in that direction according to the map. When passing the square, he heard a wonderful violin sound, which is estimated to be a street performer. There are also many street performers along the road, but there are many people who come from the violin, because the music is melodious and even very visual, so people are intoxicated and actually feel the vitality in the music.

Zhou Jinyuan couldn't help but feel the enthusiasm. This kind of live performance has the performance that audio and video can't feel. But soon he remembered that he still had something to do, and he did not go forward to appreciate, but went to the store.

Who knows, it’s only five o'clock in the afternoon, that store has closed and got off work.

Zhou Jinyuan was quite speechless, and there was no way. He had to come back tomorrow morning. He walked back in his pocket and simply listened to the music again.

Zhou Jinyuan squeezed into the crowd, just as the violinist changed a piece of music at this time, and the familiar melody sounded, "Liang Zhu", calling him the spirit of the Chinese traveler, and he couldn't help but see the back.

The violinist's back is facing him. Although the weather is warm, he wears long sleeves, hats and masks to reveal a little white hair. But the person's back is straight, not like a white-haired old man, called Zhou Jinyuan's heart, remembering The owner of the gold pen.

The world is so big, it won’t be so smart...

Zhou Jinyuan was trying to go to the front to see, the violinist suddenly stopped playing, and the whole person fell to the ground. His straight back was curled up and stretched, showing a very painful state of mind.

The crowd stunned and someone started calling the emergency number.

"Let me go in, I am a doctor." Zhou Jinyuan shouted, and the people around him shunned. He rushed to the middle to turn the man over.

Although only the frosty general eyebrows are exposed, this is definitely the albino man he saw at Haizhou Airport!

"Is it you?" Zhou Jinyuan was surprised for a moment and immediately touched his wrist. "Can you still talk? Is there any medicine on the body?"

"Don't call an ambulance... I have a painkiller..." The albino man clenched his teeth and said to Zhou Jinyuan, "I am just...pain..."

He did not recognize Zhou Jinyuan at all, and the pain made him unable to concentrate on thinking.

The white eyelashes hang down and the brows are tight, making his thin body look more like a snow that melts at any time.

"I know." Zhou Jinyuan rummaged, but this person has no medicine bottle at all, I do not know if I forgot to bring it, Zhou Jinyuan wants to talk to him again, he has been unable to speak.

Zhou Jinyuan held his veins. Under this consultation, his face changed greatly. He immediately took the needle out, put his hand away, and placed his hand in the liver area. "Is it painful here?"

......

Jin Yuxian was so confused that she even got another idea and began to think that she should not forget the sex, or should not overestimate her body.

After accepting the consultation of Professor Mo in Haizhou, Jin Yuxian did not pick up the phone from the company and friends for several days.

He swayed alone in Haizhou for a few days, and finally decided to come to country B. He lived in a friend's house he had known for the soundtrack of the film, and sorted out his last work.

He takes medicine on time, occasionally goes to the hospital, and will come out to play, try to enjoy the last days of life.

Because there is a medicine prescribed by Professor Mo, it is free from pain. However, he initially used the medicine in the country. After the recent use, there was a drug in the country but not sold. He could only wait for the logistics and re-use the painkiller.

Unfortunately, the painkiller can work for a shorter and shorter time. I forgot to take the medicine after going out today. He intended to go back earlier, and the pain was earlier than he thought. He should not be so optimistic...

In this extreme pain, he felt his hand pulled open, and then someone asked him questions. He could hear every word clearly, but couldn't understand what it meant.

But soon, the man licked his liver, and then did not know what to do, the pain gradually weakened...

At this time, Jin Yuxian saw the scene in front of him, and some people around him bent over to ask him, and there was nothing.

Some of Jin Jinxian have not returned to the world. Others use foreign languages. Only the people around him said in his native language: "Be careful not to touch the needle."

Kim’s pale red eyes finally had a god, and I saw the person’s face clearly. Then he recognized it. This is the Taoist who left him a deep impression at Haizhou Airport. “It’s you... ..."

"It's me!" Zhou Jinyuan took him up and sat up. "When you went to Haizhou last time, you were seeking medical treatment? Liver cancer? You shouldn't leave Haizhou so quickly. Haizhou also has many doctors! Otherwise you Look for me, don't dare to say anything, at least not so painful!"

He saw how this person stared at himself and started to be in a daze, "hello?"

Kim Min-sung slowly said: "Are you not a Taoist..."

Zhou Jinyuan: "..."

Zhou Jinyuan: "Are you sure about this sentence?? I am a Taoist and a doctor."

At this time, Jin Yuxian's pain has weakened to a point where he did not feel much. He slammed the violin and politely thanked the passers-by around him for their care.

At this point, the phone rang, and Jin Yuxian took a few words in a foreign language and said, "My friend came to pick me up." He paused and politely asked: "Doctor, I can ask you, How do you know what disease I am suffering from?"

He only remembered it now and asked this question. He clearly did not inform the other party about his illness.

Zhou Jinyuan hesitated and said: "See the pulse, and, do you remember the word I gave you the last time? Yantongyan, the rocker is sick, it is cancer..."

Kim Min-sung was a little worried. Last time they said a few words, he left. It turns out that a word has already measured his fate, but why can't it be completely accurate. He clearly hopes to come to the southwest, but has no chance.

"Right, do you know where there is a Chinese medicine shop? Look for a place to give you a painkiller first - this needle has to be kept." Zhou Jinyuan has put together three needles, crossing the pain area, but there is no tape fixed on hand. The needle handle can only pay attention to the patient.

He does not look like this person has a good analgesic. His own family has received some patients with advanced cancer, so some clinical use is very effective analgesic prescription.

Jin Yuxian returned to God and immediately nodded. As Zhou Jinyuan thought, he carefully questioned his qualification for prescribing medicine.

This juvenile is both a Taoist and a doctor. No matter the wording or diagnosis, he is extremely accurate. He can't help but think of the legendary characters. Then he laughed at the bottom of his heart and he was whimsical.

At this time, a black car parked on the side of the square, is a friend of Jin Zhaoxian.

Zhou Jinyuan helped Jin Xiaoxian get on the bus and looked up to see a blond foreigner sitting in the car. It is a handsome man who will be appreciated by both Westerners and Chinese people. He is also looking at it and seeing it after seeing Zhou Jinyuan. Doubt, sitting up straight, seems to have taken some precautions.

Zhou Jinyuan felt familiar when he glanced at it. He recalled it with excellent memory. It seems to be... I saw this person in the news? Is this not the star of country b?

He did not expect the friend of the albino man to be a actor of the b country. However, he did not chase the stars, so he saw it when he saw it. It was inevitable that he would look at the hair of this person more. I heard that this part of the country is very concerned about it all over the country.

The other party is looking at Zhou Jinyuan and asking his friends, "...who is he?"

"This doctor, just helped me." Jin Yuxian pointed to the needle on her body. "Arthur, let the driver drive to the Chinese medicine store, I need to buy some medicine."

"Hey." I heard that Zhou Jinyuan was a doctor from elsewhere. Arthur immediately relaxed. "You are now white, or go back to rest. I want someone to buy it."

Jin Yuxian looks at Zhou Jinyuan.

Zhou Jinyuan played a bunch of medicine on the mobile phone. Jin Yuxian took a look. The prescription used by Zhou Jinyuan is not the same as that of Professor Mo. It uses Shancigu, borneol, cinnabar, red scorpion and other drugs. These pharmacies should There are.

Zhou Jinyuan thought that he was doubting the formula. "These are used to make the ointment applied. You can get pain every night and change medicine once every two days to sleep peacefully."

"How do you know?" This point, any doctor before Jin Xianxian did not say it when he did not inform him. He looked at Zhou Jinyuan's eyes and whispered. "Is it calculated?"

Zhou Jinyuan: "...there is no need to count, this is not seen at a glance."

Jin Lanxian silently gave the prescription to Arthur. Arthur could not understand them. When they got the prescription, they immediately called and asked people to buy medicine. The car drove directly to their home.

Zhou Jinyuan’s treatment has not yet been completed. He has to help Jin Yuxian take needles and pharmaceuticals, so it seems that he can only go to Arthur’s home.

......

"I haven't asked your name yet." Jin Yuxian turned to look at Zhou Jinyuan and asked.

"Zhou Jinyuan - what about you?"

"Yu surname Jin, Jin Yuxian, this is my friend Arthur." Jin Yuxian also introduced his friend, and heard his name, Arthur also raised his hand and lazily said hello.

When Zhou Jinyuan heard the name, it seemed to be familiar. When I thought about it carefully, I remembered that Jin Xiaoxian was not the low-key, not loved, composer. "You are Jin Xianxian?"

He began to recall that he was not always concerned about the news, so he was not sure if anyone had reported that Jin Daixian was ill. In this way, Arthur and Kim Jong-seon knew it. He was not familiar with what Arthur had photographed, but Kim Jong-soo was also considered to be behind the scenes.

Kim Min-sung saw him knowing himself and pointed out: "My condition, please don't tell me."

"...I know." Zhou Jinyuan thought, asked, "So, are you treating in city l?"

l The medical conditions in the city are very good, but it is not the most advanced place in cancer research in the world.

Kim Min Jong-do: "... is it."

Zhou Jinyuan asked: "What is it?"

He thought that Jin Qixian was unable to seek medical treatment in Haizhou, so he came abroad.

Kim Min-seon quietly looked at Zhou Jinyuan, and the reddish eyes couldn’t tell what emotion it was. “Doctor, don’t you all see that I am suffering from cancer? I can only treat conservatively, wait for the end. Can end painlessly. It is already the greatest kindness of God."

Zhou Jinyuan heard the words, but he did not agree very much. "The song you pulled in the square, I feel that there is a desire for life."

Kim Min Jong smashed, his white eyelashes flashed a bit, and he laughed at himself for a while, saying: "... because of my heart, I don't want to end it."

He is nothing but helplessness, compromise, and despair after struggling, but he is thinking every moment, if he still has a future, if there is a miracle... He has too many dreams and can't finish.

"Do you know? I may only have four months left. But if I can, one more day, one more month, stay in this world, I am willing, only when I want to lose, I know precious."

Jin Zhuxian smiled silently, his fingers Mosuo with his instrument.

"If this is the case, then you should fight for it! How long it takes to get back from the prince of the prince, how long it is, I see you are undefeated, the spirit is not scattered, not necessarily only a few months!" Zhou Jinyuan immediately said.

Kim Min-sung was a little surprised. "You are the first person to say this."

Zhou Jinyuan said: "I am only telling the truth. Anyway, if I come to the clinic, I would advise you not to set a goal for four months."

He felt a strong desire for survival from the music of Jin Yuxian and what I said. This is not only because of the music of Jin Yuxian, any life, if it is too early to die, it is a pity.

Not to mention the dangers, not the doctors.

Since the righteousness is undefeated, there is no way out. If Zhou Jinyuan comes to the clinic, he will be willing to do his best to prolong the life of the patient. Things like this, he had never done it before with his father. Cancer can also survive with cancer.

It’s not like Jin Qixian’s own saying that even one more day and one month is good. No one knows what the next second will be, what miracles will happen in the world, whether there will be any new drugs for cancer treatment, and life is hope.

Kim Min-sung only feels that the heartbeat is somewhat accelerated. Zhou Jinyuan's diagnosis and calculation are mysterious and wonderful things he has never seen before, and Zhou Jinyuan has a very different temperament, that is, it seems to jump to the table at any time and swear by the prince. temperament.

But soon, he calmed down and asked: "Have you heard Professor Mo Xiangting?"

Professor Mo? Of course I have heard it. Zhou Jinyuan immediately said: "Professor Mo is a contemporary Ming doctor!"

Kim Min-sung heard that he was so esteemed to Professor Mo. Although it was reasonable, he was still somewhat disappointed: "The last time I went to Haizhou, I was looking for Professor Mo, and he gave me the same answer."

Zhou Jinyuan heard this answer and stayed for a while.

Any doctor who has heard the diagnosis of Professor Mo should have some concerns. However, if Zhou Jinyuan is so easily threatened, he will not be able to practice today.

Zhou Fu said to him, the doctor's clinical certificate, the necessary swords and gallbladder heart!

Therefore, Zhou Jinyuan quickly said, "The doctor with the highest level is not necessarily the doctor for you. As a doctor, I feel that you are not only unbeaten, but also have a relationship with me."

He groped in his pocket and took out a thing.

Kim Min Jong fixed his eyes and looked at it, his lost pen.

Zhou Jinyuan: "If you want to try it, just go back to Haizhou with me. Don't forget, Lee is in the southwest!"

Jin Zhuxian’s heart suddenly moved, watching Zhou Jinyuan, and he was in the southwest...

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