Chapter 463: Half an Apprentice

He is a serious professional background. At that time, he was considered a top student.

"The basic concepts of Chinese medicine and Western medicine are completely different." Wang Yao said with a smile.

"I know this. In fact, I have also studied Chinese medicine."

"Have you studied?"

"That's right, my grandfather is a doctor, and my father is a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. I can be regarded as a family heirloom." Pan Jun said.

He is telling the truth, his family has practiced medicine for three generations.

"Oh?" Wang Yao was a little surprised by this.

"Hey, I'm not greedy, I just want to learn that massage technique from you." Pan Jun said.

He studied western medicine. Although he had learned a little Chinese medicine from his father and understood it somewhat, it would be difficult to start over from the beginning, and he didn't have the energy now. He knew Wang Yao's ability, but he wanted to come to massage. It is easier to learn.

"If you want to learn massage, you must first recognize the acupoints. Do you know this?"

"Ah, I have to learn now."

"Then learn."

"So you agree?"

"I can teach you part of it, and how much I can learn depends on your skills."

"Okay, thank you, teacher." Pan Jun saluted very solemnly.

"Hey, we are friends, you are not my apprentice."

"Then how can I do it, etiquette cannot be discarded."

Wang Yao pushed again and again, but Pan Jun gave way again and again.

In this way, Wang Yao accepted his first apprentice.

He wasn't in a hurry to teach Pan Jun the massage technique, he couldn't even identify the acupoints right now.

"Learn to recognize acupuncture points first." Wang Yao recommended several books to him.

In order to practice, the most basic theory must be mastered.

"it is good."

I stayed with the two old men for a while,

They said goodbye and left.

"How long do you think it will take for my uncle to recover from his illness?"

"Seven to ten days." Wang Yao said.

After today's acupuncture, some stagnant areas of the elderly have been opened, which is a good thing, but people are getting old, and the meridians are fragile, so you can't act too hastily, you can only take it slowly, and follow this treatment method gradually, otherwise you will only go too far.

"As long as it's good, as long as it's good!" Pan Jun said.

"My aunt said, I don't want to be able to return to normal, just be able to take care of my daily life."

"What kind of recovery is that?" Wang Yao said with a smile.

If he heals, he will naturally do his best. Given the old man's current situation, it shouldn't be a problem to return to normal.

After returning from the mountain village, Wang Yao went home first, ate something, and then went to the medical clinic.

There was a car parked outside the medical hall, and someone was waiting outside.

"It's you?"

Seeing this man, Wang Yao was impressed, the father of the young man who resisted drug addiction once with his own perseverance after taking drugs.

"Hello, Doctor Wang."

"Come in and talk."

He opened the door and let people in.

"About your son?"

"No, for myself." The man said.

"You, have a bad heart?"

"Yes, I have a bad heart." The middle-aged man said.

He has heart disease, is old, and has been taking medicine for years.

There should be no big fluctuations in mood, no great sorrow, great joy or anger. You should also pay attention to your diet and avoid all kinds of stimuli. The quality of life is seriously affected, and once the disease is uncomfortable, I worry all day long, for fear that I will die. When he came here last time, he heard this doctor Wang say that he had a heart attack. At that time, he was a little surprised. Those who are very capable may be able to cure their own disease, so he came here.

"Do you see this disease?"

"Hold on."

Wang Yao gave him a pulse diagnosis.

After a while there was a conclusion.

"Did you suffer a lot when you were young?"

"Yes." The middle-aged man said.

When he was young, his family was poor, and he wanted to stand out, but it was not that simple. He came to the city from the countryside, and he had no knowledge, no skills, and could only work hard. In order to earn money, he was willing to do any kind of hard work. After eating and sleeping in the open, and later getting to know his nobleman, his life has changed. It seems that he has a successful family now, but his body has fallen to the root of the disease.

overworked, overworked,

Worry and get tired,

The word makes sense.

Quite a few people exchange health for money in the first half of their lives, and have money to buy health in the second half of their lives.

"I can cure your disease." Wang Yao said.

"Really?!" The middle-aged man was surprised after hearing this. He had seen many experts in big hospitals for his illness and had taken a lot of medicine, but he didn't get any better. He was only able to maintain his life through medicine. , no longer deteriorates.

"Of course it's true, come back in three days." Wang Yao said.

He can heal but not today, so he needs to prepare some potions.

"Okay, okay."

After paying the consultation fee, the man said goodbye and left. For those who come to seek medical treatment, Wang Yao charges the consultation fee separately. He is not short of this money, but there must be rules in practicing medicine. Or ten yuan or one hundred yuan.

Before I knew it, the day passed like this.

"Your grandma recovered from her illness, and she said that she felt much better." Zhang Xiuying said when having dinner at home in the evening.

"Well, it's all good, I'll show her again when I have time."

"Tong Wei left?"

"Well, I'm gone, I left a few days ago."

"When will she come back from America?"

"A year ago."

"When the time comes to settle your affairs?"

"Let's talk about it later." Wang Yao said after a little hesitation.

Things between the two of them will have to wait.

Wang Yao went up the mountain at night.

On the mountain, it is very quiet.

Beside the water pool, several "spiritual grasses" are nearly ten centimeters high.

Changyang: open the pores, replenish the five internal organs, and open the nine orifices.

This is a middle-grade spiritual herb.

"This should be useful for heart disease."

He is preparing a prescription, in which "Changyang" is the king, to see how it works.

"Three days."

At night, he recited scriptures as usual. until late at night.

In the early morning in the capital, the air is a little dirty, and many people feel their throats are dry and sore after getting up.

Lu Xiaomei got up very early, and today she has to go to the hospital for an examination.

Jingle bell, buzz.

A text message on the phone.

It was sent by Yue Chongyang. The other party has already gone to the United States. I hope she can go there too.

She didn't respond, and after breakfast, she went to the hospital. Su Changhe had been waiting there for a long time.

A morning inspection,

"The situation is very good!" This was the reply from Director Sun, which made the two of them very happy. The other party prescribed some medicine for Lu Xiaomei.

"Continue to take it, and it should be cured." He thought that the medicine he prescribed had an effect, and secretly recorded this case, preparing it as a reference in the future. As for the truth, Su Changhe naturally didn't tell him.

"Okay thank you."

There was a smile on Lu Xiaomei's face.

After all, there is hope.

"The medicine prescribed by Dr. Wang has been used up. I am going to visit Lianshan County tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, do you want me to accompany you?"

"No need." Lu Xiaomei said, "This matter has already troubled you."

On Nanshan, Wang Yao was preparing to boil medicine.

Cinnamon, Lingzhi, Pueraria, Ginseng, Chang Yang.

Wang Yao recombined according to an ancient prescription in "Zabing Lun", and the other medicines were left untouched, except that Changyang was added.

Feel the finishing touch.

On the mountain, the cold wind howled.

In the formation, it is as warm as spring.

The firewood is burning, not in a hurry,

Wang Yao quietly watched the changes in the Chinese medicinal soup in the Baicao pot, and the medicinal materials were added one by one.

The color of the medicine soup is changing, and the taste of the medicine is also changing.

Boiling medicine should not be impetuous, this is a process, the process of reconciling the effects of various medicines.

In the sky outside, although the sun is still bright, it is too cold to stretch out your hands.

On the mountain road, an old man in his sixties was walking.

The old man was slightly fat, with strong steps, and his walking method was different from that of ordinary people, as if he was walking according to a certain gait.

"Ok?!"

He saw the greenery in the distance on the mountain, which was particularly eye-catching amidst the bleakness, like an oasis in the desert.

He was very curious, and then rushed over, not too fast, but after a while, he went out for a long distance.

It didn't take long to come to the halfway up Nanshan Mountain. He is a martial arts practitioner, so his perception is naturally more sensitive. He can clearly feel that this mountain forest is different. Just because he is not close to the outside, the bitter mountain wind can The signs of disappearing will become more and more obvious after a few more steps.

this tree!

He saw the trees, the moving trees, shaking dizzily.

He closed his eyes the first time he saw these trees, so he was still affected to a certain extent. A little dizzy, with qi and blood surging, he took a few deep breaths before calming down, but the shock in his heart was even greater.

Formation, there really is such a thing in the world, and it is in this small mountain village.

Wang Yao!

He immediately thought of who made such a miraculous thing on this mountain.

that young man,

It turned out that not only was he extraordinary in martial arts, but he was also proficient in this formation.

aww

There was a muffled roar from the other end of the woods, somewhat dull.

He vaguely saw a dog at the other end of the tree, a very big dog.

"What's the matter, Sanxian?" A young man's voice came from the hut, and Wang Yao pushed the door open.

Well, it's him.

He didn't expect that the old man who was with Sun Yunsheng would actually come to this mountain.

"What are you doing?"

"It's okay, I admire it!" The old man clapped his hands outside.

you flatter me.

Wang Yao smiled, and didn't see how to move, the shaking of the trees was reduced a lot, and a road suddenly appeared among the seemingly dense trees.

The old man came to the inside of the medicine field with mixed feelings such as anxiety, surprise, and exploration.

The most intuitive feeling is naturally the physical comfort, the smooth breathing, the relaxed mood, and the whole person has a feeling of spring breeze.

He once had this feeling on the mountain of the Taoist holy place, but it was not as strong as this.

There are many kinds of medicinal herbs planted in the medicine field, and he is not good at this.

"Please come in." Wang Yao let him into the room and made a cup of tea.

The tea is camellia, fried by people in Linhe.