allonlinenovel Chapter 337 There is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.
Chapter 337 There is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.
Si Yao and Xiao Lu walked on the melting snow towards the south of the Yangtze River for several days and arrived at a small town. However, before they entered the city, they saw passers-by rushing into the city in a hurry. Most of them were poor and sick, and they either came with sticks or were supported by their family.
Seeing that most of the people entering the city were patients, the two naturally knew that there must be a famous doctor in this city. So Si Yao asked Xiaolu to take off the bell on the bamboo basket, and then slowly entered the city.
"No wonder there are so few patients seeking medical treatment along the way. It turns out there is a great doctor here." Xiaolu followed Si Yao with a bamboo basket on his back and said belatedly.
Without the ringing bells, the two of them walking in the crowd did not attract much attention. Although Si Yao's face was beautiful, it was too cold. In addition, with Xiaolu's sharp eyes staring at her, passers-by would at most just take a few sneak glances at her.
"Young man, you are right. A miracle doctor has really come to our Lanwu area. He is not only skilled in medicine, but also kind-hearted. He comes to the town for three days every month to provide free medical treatment to us poor people who have no money to treat our illnesses." Xiaolu had just finished speaking when a lame old man in simple clothes and leaning on a wooden stick suddenly appeared beside him and laughed cheerfully.
"Old man, has this miracle doctor just arrived here as well?" Seeing the trembling old man appear beside him, Xiaolu hurriedly reached out to support him and continued to ask curiously.
"He has been here for two or three months, but he only shows up during free medical consultations. No one knows his whereabouts on weekdays, so everyone says that he is a god who has come down to earth to save all living beings." The old man was very grateful to see that the young man did not despise his shabby clothes and treated him with such respect. He bowed slightly and continued to smile kindly.
"Then you don't know where he lives? Where he comes from?" After hearing the old man's words, Xiaolu became more curious and asked again.
"They say they are gods, how would we know these things?" The old man shook his head and laughed.
As they were talking, the three of them had followed the crowd to a medicine shop at the corner of the street. Outside the medicine shop was a wooden platform only two or three steps high. On the wooden platform sat an elegant and graceful white-haired old man, who was concentrating on diagnosing the pulse of a sick woman in front of him. There were many patients who came to seek medical treatment around them. No one dared to approach and disturb them, but there was still a lot of chatter nearby. However, the old doctor was able to ignore the noise of the people around him and only focus on the patient in front of him.
There were two young medicine boys standing beside the wooden platform. One of them was holding a sick note and was responsible for arranging numbers for the patients who came to seek medical treatment, while the other was waiting for the old doctor to prescribe medicine so that he could turn around and go into the medicine shop to get medicine. Therefore, although there were many people, they were in order. The patients only needed to hold the sick note and wait for the medicine boy to call their numbers. Sanxiu Medicine Shop also used this method when there were many patients, so Siyao and Xiaolu felt a little friendly when they saw it.
"Is this pharmacy also giving away medicine for free today?" Seeing the medicine boy quickly walk out of the pharmacy with several prescriptions, Xiaolu curiously asked the old man next to him.
"Mr. Zisang provided free medical services for three days without charging a penny. The owner of Rong'an Pharmacy was moved by Mr. Zisang's righteous act and decided to provide free medical services for three days every month. On the first day, medicine is given away, and on the next two days, medicine is sold to Mr. Zisang at a discount..." After the old man finished speaking, he turned and bowed to Xiaolu, and continued hurriedly: "I won't say more. I have to go get my number. Thank you for helping me along the way."
"You're welcome." Xiaolu also quickly returned the greeting. Seeing that the old man had left, he turned back and saw Si Yao looking at the old doctor thoughtfully. He turned and asked, "Sister Si Yao, what are you thinking about?"
"Let's go take a look too." Si Yao came back to her senses, said to Xiaolu, then squeezed into the crowd and headed towards the wooden platform.
"Are you two here to seek medical treatment as well?" The medicine boy asked with a frown when he saw that although Si Yao and Xiao Lu were dressed simply, they didn't look like sick poor people at all.
"It seems that the young girl is also a doctor. Do you want to come up?" Without waiting for Si Yao and Xiao Lu to speak, the old man on the stage suddenly turned his head, lowered his eyebrows and looked at Si Yao who had a medicine box on her shoulder, and smiled indifferently.
"Junior Si Yao, greetings to Mr. Zisang." Seeing this, Si Yao hurriedly bowed to the old man on the stage with Xiaolu, and continued modestly: "Si Yao is not very knowledgeable, and I dare not show off my skills in front of you, senior. It's just that I am eager to learn and don't want to disturb you. Of course, if you need help, we are willing to serve you."
"It's okay. If you want to learn, please feel free to do so." The old man still smiled indifferently at Si Yao. At this time, a new patient came in, so he didn't say anything more.
"I miss you so much, Mr. Zisang." Si Yao was happy and bowed to the old man sincerely to thank him again.
With the master's approval, the medicine boy allowed Si Yao and Xiao Lu to stand in front of the wooden platform.
"Mr. Zisang, I have been unable to sleep at night recently. Once I lie down on the bed, I feel heartache and pain in my back. But if I don't lie down to sleep, it is difficult to fall asleep. It is really painful!" The patient who came up was a dark and thin middle-aged man. He was dressed in thin clothes and curled up his body. He sighed painfully to the old man in front of him.
Mr. Zisang smiled but did not speak immediately. Instead, he took his pulse, then glanced at Si Yao with his peripheral vision before saying, "Yang is weak and Yin is stringy, which means chest pain. The Cun pulse is weak and the Chi pulse is Yin and stringy. If the stringy pulse is cold, the water vapor is blocked, and if the Cun pulse is weak, the Yang is extremely weak. Chest pain makes one unable to lie down because the lung qi goes up and does not go down. The heart pain goes through the back because the heart qi is blocked and not harmonious. In addition, cold easily produces phlegm, which is caused by the stagnation of turbid phlegm."
After listening to what Mr. Zisang said, the patient looked confused. He didn't know that this passage was spoken by the old man to Si Yao. Naturally, it was difficult for an outsider to understand.
Mr. Zisang's diagnosis immediately made Si Yao think of using the recipe of Trichosanthes, Xiebai and Banxia Decoction to promote qi and relieve depression, promote yang and disperse stagnation, and remove phlegm and relieve chest tightness. However, the other party was able to make a quick and accurate diagnosis based only on pulse diagnosis and the patient's own statement. Such superb medical skills shocked her and made her admire him wholeheartedly.
Although a master like my master who has superb medical skills and rich medical experience does not need to rely entirely on the four diagnostic methods of observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation, I am afraid that even my master, Mr. Sanxiu, may not be able to catch up with Mr. Zisang's diagnosis and treatment speed.
Master was right. You cannot study medicine in isolation. Only when you go out into the world can you truly see that there are always people better than you.
"Little girl, should we use the decoction of Trichosanthes kirilowii, Allium macrostemon and Pinellia ternata?" Mr. Zisang asked Xiang Siyao while writing the prescription.
"Yes." Si Yao still bowed respectfully and replied.
Afterwards, at the call of the medicine boy, a young man with a red and hot face like a drunk walked slowly onto the wooden platform, gasping for breath, supported by his old father.
"Mr. Zisang, my son looks like he is drunk, his hands and feet are so weak that he needs someone to support him..."
"The patient has a hot flash, as if he is drunk, and his abdomen feels heavy and uncomfortable. His skin and eyes are moist and he is short of breath. This is called a spleen stroke." Without waiting for the patient's father to finish speaking, Mr. Zisang took his pulse and spoke again.
Si Yao stared at the patient on the table with her eyes wide open. Before she could even finish observing the patient's facial expression, Mr. Zisang had already finished his diagnosis and started writing the prescription.
Even Xiaolu, who didn't understand much at the side, was stunned at this moment, and couldn't help but admire in his heart: No wonder Mr. Zisang, at his age, dares to provide free medical services for three consecutive days. He sees patients so quickly that he can probably see all these patients in half a day.