Before Dr. Ding finished the prescription, Zhang Xuan arrested the medicine and handed it to the patient. The speed was much faster than Dr. Ding.

On the side, the young male doctor saw Zhang Xuan doing what he did behind Dr. Ding and couldn't help asking Yan Li: "Master Yan Li, who is this person?"

Yan Li had a smile on his face, "You must remember him well. If you have been engaged in the traditional Chinese medicine industry in your life, he will be a milestone in your life."

When Yan Li said this, he also had a deep admiration in his eyes.

"Milestone..." the young male doctor murmured these three words.

At the consultation desk, Dr. Ding glanced at Zhang Xuan again.

"Doctor Ding, you are feeling a little uncomfortable today, let me do it."

Zhang Xuan patted Dr. Ding on the shoulder gently.

"you?"

Dr. Ding looked at Zhang Xuan suspiciously. The patient just now was a very common disease. If she had just started the consultation, she could tell at a glance and quickly gave the prescription, but now she has been sitting here for several hours and is too tired physically and mentally.

Zhang Xuan did not answer Dr. Ding, but rushed to the long queue of patients in front of him and said, "Next."

Next, the patient was a middle-aged man. He was thin, yellow in appearance, covered his abdomen with his hands, and said with a weak voice: "Doctor, I haven't eaten well for half a month. Some time ago, I had gastrointestinal problems and had some constipation. So I took some laxative medicine. As a result, my stomach started to feel bloated and painful, and I couldn't even take food. During this period, I took a lot of digestive medicines, but there was no effect."

Dr. Ding reached out and placed his hand on the patient's pulse. After a minute, he spoke to the assistant behind him: "Take three liang of cinnamon twigs, two liang of licorice, six liang of peony, twelve jujubes, and three liang of ginger."

After saying that, Dr. Ding said, he said to the patient: "After going back, slice the ginger, take six liters of water, decoct the medicinal materials under low heat, cook them until they are paste, remove impurities and take them."

After hearing this, the patient nodded.

"Add another medicine."

Zhang Xuan grabbed the medicine from the medicine box behind him without looking back, "Go two taels of yellow pigment again."

"rhubarb?"

Dr. Ding turned his head, frowned and looked at Zhang Xuan, and said, "I have prescribed peony in the medicine. What does it mean when you prescribe rhubarb?"

"Adding rhubarb is indeed a serious drug, but it must be added to rhubarb for this symptom. Your prescription should be used to warm the yang and activate the meridians, which is difficult to be competent. Add rhubarb to relieve the body and lead to stagnation, which is better."

“Bad talk!”

Dr. Ding shouted angrily, "This disease is originally a sign of the Taiyang disease. Because he accidentally took the medicine, the evil trapped the Taiyin, the spleen damaged the Qi stagnated and the meridian stagnated, and the symptoms of abdominal fullness and pain!"

Zhang Xuan shook his head, "Doctor Ding, so I said, you are too tired today. When this patient was talking, his hands were rubbing his lower abdomen to relieve the pain. This shows that the patient was not suffering from labor pain, but continued pain, right?"

“Yes.”

The patient nodded repeatedly, "I'm really hurting."

"That's right."

Zhang Xuan nodded, "While rhubarb may cause dizziness, nausea, and dry retching, it can relieve the pain as quickly as possible and achieve the effect of using poison to fight poison. Rhubarb is the best choice."

When Dr. Ding heard this, she was stunned. She didn't notice the details of the patient just now. If this is the case, if her prescription does not add rhubarb, the effect will not be too obvious. Although it can be cured, it will cause the patient to suffer for a few more days.

Why practice medicine is nothing more than to relieve the patient's illness. In the eyes of doctors, these are two completely different concepts.

"Doctor Ding, listen to the words of the little miracle doctor, please take a little more rest. Thank you for your hard work today."

Yan Li walked up from the side.

"Little Doctor?"

When Dr. Ding heard Yan Li's words, his face changed, "Master Yan, do you think he is the miracle doctor who taught a lecture in Yinzhou before?"

"I dare not be a miracle doctor."

Zhang Xuan smiled, "I just read more books."

Dr. Ding, who knew Zhang Xuan's identity, looked at Zhang Xuan's eyes no longer as before, with some admiration in his eyes. As the most outstanding graduate of this year's Medical Research Institute, she had heard about the little miracle doctor in Yinzhou before. She wanted to listen to the last lecture, but she couldn't get rid of her family, which always left her regrets. Unexpectedly, the little miracle doctor is standing behind her now.

Dr. Ding quickly got up and gave the consultation location to Zhang Xuan.

On the side, the young Western doctor saw that the Chinese medicine doctor had changed people and sneered, "So what if you change people? Traditional Chinese medicine is always a Chinese medicine doctor. How can it be compared with my Western medicine?"

"right!"

The patient in front of the young doctor is also a European face, "We are the best Western medicine, what is traditional Chinese medicine?

If Dr. Lance hadn’t been here for consultation today, I wouldn’t have known that Chinese medicine practitioners would have said this.”

The doctor Lance mentioned to this patient is the young doctor in front of him.

Dr. Lance and this European patient immediately attracted a burst of laughter. Although this is a Chinese medicine hospital, it is always in Europe and the West. The cultural differences are naturally due to people from some places. I hope that this is more advantageous here. This kind of thinking is no exception in the whole world.

Zhang Xuan ignored the laughter, sat down, and spoke to the patient in front of him, "Next."

When the patient sat in front and behind Zhang Xuan's body, he actively reached out and asked Zhang Xuan to take the pulse. The patient had just seen it clearly from behind. Traditional Chinese medicine needs to take the pulse.

However, Zhang Xuan did not take the pulse of the patient, but spoke: "Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and profound, but it is indefinitely changed. In textbooks, there is a saying that the so-called diagnosis is mainly divided into five parts: overall diagnosis, local diagnosis, tongue, discharge, and children's fingerprints. Among them, the overall diagnosis mainly focuses on looking at the spirit, color, body, and posture..."                                                                                                                                                                                                              �

"It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous! I'll look for a diagnosis?

Traditional Chinese medicine is really a fool. Even if you don’t ask about the patient’s symptoms, what can you tell by just looking at it?

You Chinese are really good at talking big!"

The owner of this laughter came from Dr. Lance not far from Zhang Xuan.

Some Western Confucian patients also have smiles on their faces, and this smile is full of contempt.
Chapter completed!