Personal Doctor King

0"Let's all take a look together." Wang Guodong's spirit was lifted, and his interest was piqued as well.    0

    

"You are Yu Jingzhe? Why don't you tell me your opinion first?"    

    

Wang Guodong asked Yu Jingzhe. He already knew what to do after taking the pulse for the middle-aged woman.    

    

"The patient's pulse is like a heavy vein. If there is no mistake, her tongue is light and her oral mucous membrane is wrinkled. Her stool is thin. If it is not wrong, not only the stomach, but the four feet of the patient will also feel numb, which is a symptom of the deficiency of the spleen and stomach, the deficiency of both yin and yang. "    

    

Yu Jingzhe continued, "Although the patient's symptoms are gastritis, the cause is inflammation caused by the patient's prolapse of the stomach. If treatment is used to treat gastritis, there won't be any substantial effect."    

    

"Very good." Wang Guodong nodded slightly.    

    

"What makes you say that the patient's gastritis is caused by a drooping stomach?" Our examination results can't be wrong, it's a headache, a doctor's head, a doctor's foot, this is called the right medicine, you guys are just spouting nonsense. " Yang Wei sneered.    

    

"To treat the target with western medicine, to treat the root with traditional Chinese medicine." Traditional Chinese medicine followed the theory of five elements. A lesion of the body did not represent that there was a problem with this place. It was very likely that there was a problem with the place that was related to it. If we don't treat the root of the illness, the patient won't be able to recover. "    

    

"How do you know it won't work if you haven't tried it?" Yang Wei was confident that his judgement was correct.    

    

"I've been in the hospital for a long time. I haven't been able to get any changes at all." The middle-aged woman said carefully.    

    

"That's because the hospital you went to didn't meet the medical conditions. If you go to the Beijing Hospital, I can guarantee that you will be cured in a week." Yang Wei patted his chest in assurance.    

    

"But I can't afford it. It's too expensive." The middle-aged woman shook her head.    

    

"Is your body more important, or is your money more important?" Yang Wei felt that this woman was unreasonable.    

    

"Your body is important, but you don't have to spend money, you don't have to spend it. Dr. Yang said your hospital's medical conditions are good, so tell me, what method do you use to treat it? "How long does the cycle take?" Yu Jingzhe asked.    

    

"First, we have to adjust the movement of the stomach and intestines, and use antacids and painkillers to temporarily stop the pain in the stomach. Then …"    

    

"Do you think that you're the only doctor in this world and that you can cure gastritis by yourself?" Yu Jingzhe interrupted Yang Wei.    

    

"What do you mean?" Yang Wei said angrily. He was very angry at Yu Jingzhe's offense.    

    

"The things you're talking about are all very, very common, conventional treatments. I think the doctor took the measure while the patient was in the hospital, but instead of getting better, it got worse. What right do you have to think that someone else's medicine is useless and your medicine is definitely useful? " Yu Jingzhe said without a trace of politeness.    

    

"This …" Yang Wei was stunned. What Yu Jingzhe said was the truth.    

    

The methods he talked about were indeed all routine methods to treat gastritis, but the other side didn't seem to be getting better. Was this method really useful?    

    

"So, I think it's better if you don't show off your little medical knowledge here. It's useless." Yu Jingzhe said.    

    

Yu Jingzhe said in disdain, "Furthermore, this is not a big problem. Other people can cure this disease with just a hundred dollars a day, why would they come to your hospital and spend nearly ten thousand dollars on it?"    

    

"You said that you can cure her in a day?" Yang Wei was speechless at Yu Jingzhe's question, but he quickly grasped the problem in Yu Jingzhe's words.    

    

"Yes, I did. "Oh, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I don't even need a day. I only need an hour." Yu Jingzhe apologized for his recklessness.    

    

"Haha, an hour. Everyone, did you hear that? There's a Godly Doctor here who can cure your gastritis within an hour." Yang Wei laughed mockingly.    

    

Roar... The people who laughed were mostly those who accompanied him in western medicine. They thought that Yu Jingzhe was really funny.    

    

Even Elder Wang and Wang Guodong did not dare to say such words in front of such a crowd.    

    

"Yes, an hour. It's simple, fast, economical, and doesn't cost too much money. " Yu Jingzhe took out his needle bag as he spoke.    

    

"Dr. Yu, does it really only need an hour?" The middle-aged woman asked hesitantly. She suddenly felt a little uncertain.    

    

The gastritis that had troubled her for such a long time could be cured in the next hour?    

    

To be honest, no one wanted to drag on their illness. That is, her relatives once visited Yu Jingzhe's place and knew that Yu Jingzhe's medical skills were pretty good. If he could cure it immediately, it would be worth celebrating.    

    

"Right, as long as it's an hour, you don't need to take any medicine. I'll prepare a prescription for your meal, and you can follow it when you get back. I guarantee that you won't get sick again." Yu Jingzhe smiled.    

    

"Yu Jingzhe, you have to be responsible for what you said. With your identity, you are a doctor that treats patients." Yang Wei sneered as he reminded Jiang Chen.    

    

"I have never forgotten about the fact that I am a doctor. We, the Chinese doctors, use the cheapest medicines to cure patients' illnesses as quickly as possible. "This is Chinese medicine, this is the national essence, this is what your western medicine cannot compare with."    

    

"That will wait until you have cured the patient. You must understand that the person standing in front of you is a patient, and that you are responsible for her illness and her body. "    

    

At this time, Yang Wei retracted the mocking look on his face and said seriously.    

    

"Of course I will." With that, Yu Jingzhe turned to the middle-aged woman and asked, "Sis, do you agree to let me give you a few injections?"    

    

"You're really done with just a few needles?" The middle-aged woman asked worriedly.    

    

"Yes, just take a few needles. They will be ready in a moment. After that, you can go and do an examination to confirm your findings."    

    

"Alright, I'll give it a try. My family has recommended you before and said that your medical skills are not bad. I trust you." The middle-aged woman thought for a moment, then nodded.    

    

"Alright, sit here." Yu Jingzhe asked her to sit down and opened the needle bag with his right hand.    

    

Yu Jingzhe pinched both his fingers and a silver needle was held in his hand. The zhenqi in his body moved slightly and the soft silver needle in his hand suddenly became firm.    

    

Actually, using this needle technique to treat this gastritis caused by stomach drooping was like killing a chicken and using a cow-knife. It was making a big fuss over nothing.    

    

Yu Jingzhe suddenly felt that the one hour that he just mentioned was too long. The whole process only lasted about ten minutes. The reason why it could be cured in less than ten minutes was because he was afraid that these arrogant western doctors might not be able to handle it.    

    

In the blink of an eye, 15 minutes passed. Yu Jingzhe didn't even need to take out the needle and asked, "How do you feel?"