Reborn 1980, Mountains Have Spirits, I Have Fields

Chapter 324

The driver of the car is Junxiao's classmate Fei Junhang.When they were in school, the two lived in the same dormitory, and their relationship had always been good.

Fei Junhang looked at his senior sister's face, shook his head and said, "What should I say? If Zhu Junxiao was willing to accept your love, he would have dumped Xiao Lingmei and started dating you."

Rong Yanling pursed her lips.But she really likes Junxiao.

As a senior sister, when she welcomed the freshmen into the school, she was deeply attracted by Jun Xiao when she first saw him.A handsome and cheerful teenager, smiling like sunshine shining all over his body.Even though he knew that his heart belonged, he still couldn't control his liking.I wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of going abroad to grab him, but I didn't expect him to be as stable as a rock and unshakable.

But the more dedicated and affectionate Junxiao is, the more she sinks and refuses to give up.

Although Fei Junhang and Junxiao have a good relationship, they have not been very convinced.Junxiao was able to grab the opportunity to go abroad for exchange and study, wasn't it because Rong Yanling wanted to be close to the water first?But now I admire Junxiao a little bit.In this world, a man like Jun Xiao who never forgets his original intention and is not tempted is really a rare breed.If Senior Sister Rong had thrown her arms around him, he would have disarmed and surrendered long ago.

"Now there is a solution." Rong Yanling said coldly, "Put it to death and live."

Fei Junhang didn't need to listen to her plan, his heart beat like a drum: "This, it's not very good, right? What if the situation gets out of control—"

"So you have to be careful when you do things. Don't know yourself." Rong Yanling glanced at him. "Whether you can hit it with one blow or not depends on your ability."

Fei Junhang gritted his teeth.There is no other way, if he takes good care of Miss Rong, his future will be hopeful.

Rong Yanling smiled, and whispered: "An extraordinary person must use extraordinary means."

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Jun Xiao officially started his internship at the District Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

As an intern, he could only sit beside his father and help him.

"Oh, what a handsome little doctor." All the aunts praised Junxiao when they saw him.As soon as I asked that the little doctor was also surnamed Zhu, within a few days, regular hospital visitors in the entire district knew that Dr. Zhu's son, Little Zhu, came to the hospital for an internship.

"Old doctor Zhu, how do you treat my waist?" The 60-year-old aunt looked pained, "I can't sleep because of the pain at night."

Doctor Zhu frowned.The patient was old, and his waist was injured due to hard work when he was young.This is impossible.She has been doing acupuncture conditioning and remission before.After half a month, here we go again.

Seeing that the aunt's complexion was yellowish, he asked, "Is there anything uncomfortable recently?"

The aunt said a little embarrassedly: "My stomach is a little swollen."

Junxiao asked aloud: "What about gynecology? Is it normal?"

Doctor Zhu glanced at his son approvingly.

"Gynecology?" The aunt frowned. "Isn't my psoas muscle old and damaged? What does it have to do with gynecology?"

Dr. Zhu gave her a pulse, and said to her, "Go to the gynecology department. It may be the low back pain caused by gynecological inflammation. In addition to your own psoas muscle aging, this disease needs to be treated in two ways."

The aunt went to register for the gynecology department in doubt.

The next patient walks in.

The patient is not very old. A middle-aged man in his 40s with simple clothes.A pair of black leather shoes were worn with mottled surfaces.

"Doctor Zhu. I've been having a fever for the past two weeks." The man was weak. "But they all have a low-grade fever. I have visited several hospitals and done many tests to no avail. Can you help me feel the pulse?"

Doctor Zhu asked about the symptoms, carefully read the examination report of the big hospital, and then took his pulse.After listening for a long time, he withdrew his hand and said to his son, "Junxiao, you can try it too."

The patient was a little displeased: "Doctor, you asked such a young man to show me, what can you see?"

Doctor Zhu smiled: "This is called a consultation."

The patient rolled his eyes.Obviously he was the guinea pig for others.

He didn't know that Junxiao followed his father to distinguish herbs since he was a child, and the basic theory of Chinese medicine is very solid.During his study in the medical university, he often used the theory of traditional Chinese medicine to study cases dialectically, which often made his classmates laugh at his ignorance.They all studied western medicine and still believed in the tricks of Chinese medicine.

Jun Xiao smiled: "Chinese and Western medicine each have their own strengths. We who study medicine should not forget the treasures of our ancestors, nor should we underestimate the advancement of modern science."

So he became a special scene in the medical university: in addition to memorizing medical books, he likes to give people pulse.When you see people, you will observe their faces, and if you disagree with them, you will stretch out your two fingers.

Not to mention, he really found out a lot of minor ailments.

Jun Xiao took his pulse and listened carefully, his gaze ranged from the man's face, neck, legs, to his slightly moving feet.Suddenly, he felt an abnormal pulse between his fingers. He concentrated on it and listened again, but couldn't catch it again.But when his gaze was fixed on the patient's feet, he clearly felt a very weak and special pulsation.

Jun Xiao withdrew his hand.

"Take off your shoes and let me see."

The patient was stunned, and hid his legs back: "Why are you taking off my shoes?"

Jun Xiao smiled and asked, "Do you have athlete's foot?"

The patient opened his mouth wide: "This—you can also get this out?"

Junxiao asked again: "Is athlete's foot more serious?"

The patient swallowed, and his expression became somewhat respectful: "Yes. It's been getting worse recently."

Jun Xiao said solemnly: "That's right. Your inspection report shows that your body functions are normal. But the constant minor injuries are probably caused by athlete's foot."

The patient was shocked: "Huh? This is the first time I've heard that athlete's foot can cause high fever."

Jun Xiao smiled: "Tinea pedis is caused by a fungus. When the fungus is on the surface of the skin, it does no serious harm to the human body. But once it invades the internal organs, it is life-threatening."

The patient shivered: "Then, I, I—"

"You haven't reached that point yet." Jun Xiao prescribed ointment and lotion for him to calm ringworm. "Take a few days to see the situation."

The patient swallowed, took the list and went to dispense the medicine in doubt.

Junxiao turned his head, and his father looked at him with surprise: "You are blue. How did you find out that he has athlete's foot?"

Junxiao smiled and said, "You see, his shoes are so worn out and smoothed out with black ink. Besides, his toes kept moving in the shoes. It's probably athlete's foot caused by not changing the shoes."

Dr. Zhu was relieved: "You take care of it first. I'll go to the toilet."

After a while, an old man in his 70s came in. He saw that there was only a young man, and the familiar Dr. Zhu was not there.So he sat down and chatted with Jun Xiao.Hearing that he is an intern doctor, the old man smiled and extended his wrist to him and said, "Little Doctor Zhu. Autumn is coming soon. I want to make some ointment. Can you take my pulse first and see if I need to do anything about it?"

Other departments of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine are not very well-known, but the nourishing ointment formulated every autumn is famous far and wide.It is still midsummer, and someone has already come to recuperate the body and prepare to make an appointment for configuration.

Jun Xiao took the old man's pulse.

"Old sir, your pulse is a little weak."

The old gentleman smiled: "That's why we need to make up."

When Jun Xiao looked away, suddenly a strange pulse jumped out obviously, but it was fleeting.

He couldn't help but startled.I listened intently, but couldn't hear anything.

He looked up at the patient's face, which was still ruddy and healthy.When the eyes fell on his stomach, the strange pulse appeared again.

Junxiao was surprised and surprised.He tried several parts of the patient, and only the stomach had such a reaction.

He stared at the patient's stomach and listened carefully for the pulse, the smile on his face gradually receded.

wrong.

There is something wrong with his pulse condition.

Doctor Zhu came back and greeted the patient: "Old Yang, you came so early to prepare the ointment prescription?"

"Dad, come and listen to the patient's pulse." Zhu Junxiao stepped aside.

(End of this chapter)