The old Chinese doctor in the courtyard

Chapter 201

"Well, although the starting point is not good, this question is a good one.

Face is earned by ability. For you, ability comes from books. Memorizing it after reading it is just the beginning.

The content in the book can be easily picked up and considered as a small success; looking at a single medicinal material or a patient, and there are a lot of contents in the book, it can be considered as a success; only when the content in the book is correct and error-free, it can be considered as a real success.

When Chinese medicine prescribes medicine, although the right treatment is the key, the taboo is the problem!
What are the contraindications for the patient's pulse, what are the contraindications for the disease, what are the contraindications for yourself, what are the contraindications for the medicine, and what are the contraindications for the weather, you have to ask them all in your mind before you can prescribe the medicine.

For example, the two children with high fever today should be six or seven years old based on their appearance. They are not classified as babies, but they are young children.

Children with pure yang, especially boys, have pure yang bodies. Angong Niuhuang Pills are cold in nature, and pure yang bodies have high fever, which is considered to be excessive yang energy.

What will happen if you put a basin of cold water into a red-hot iron pot?
It will explode!

If I take one pill and take it all, the high fever of the two children will probably be gone now, but in the future, these two will definitely be frail and sick, and they may die young if there is another setback.

Angong Niuhuang Pills are cold in nature and children have hyperactive yang. Under the hedging, it is not the pot that explodes, but their physical potential.

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to the vitality of life and the harmony of yin and yang. The secret of traditional Chinese medicine lies in the dose!
The one or two qian on the prescription is just a reference. The real dosage lies in the mind of the doctor, and the same goes for medication. "

After finishing speaking, Li Shengli curled his lips helplessly when he saw that his sister Li Yinghong was a little confused. What he said was over the top again.

For no other reason than her sister's lack of knowledge, even if Li Shengli said it simply, she would not be able to fully understand it.

If you can remember something, you have made progress.

"Brother, I understand this. If you have a sore on your mouth, you should eat less salty food and avoid spicy food, otherwise it will hurt.

Brother, when you say that the secret of Chinese medicine lies in the dosage, do you mean that the prescriptions in the book are wrong? "

Li Shengli looked happy when he heard that his sister understood a little bit, and his words were not rude. It was good to know that there were taboos in Chinese medicine.

"The prescriptions in the book are correct or not. This depends on the disease. When I have time, I will look back at Zhongjing's complete book. There are more than thirty prescriptions for Guizhi Decoction in it, all of which are formed by adding or subtracting flavors.

After reading these prescriptions, you may be able to understand a little bit about the secret dosage.

If you want to truly understand it, ten or twenty years may not be enough. "

The dosage of Chinese medicine is the watershed between quacks and doctors. Only by mastering the changes in dosage, that is, the addition, subtraction, and flavoring of medicines, can one be considered a doctor.

If you can't figure it out and just use the scriptures in the book to reason, even if you can cure diseases, you are not among the doctors, because you will delay more patients than you cure.

For some medicines, the difference of one gram of medicine may be two prescriptions and two results.

Why is it so difficult to learn from the royal doctor Wang family? The difficulty lies in the fact that one penny and one penny have different consequences for the patient, such as recovery and procrastination.

Probably giving his sister a way, Li Shengli looked at her and stopped talking. Seeing that although his sister didn't understand, she was still trying to remember the contents of the febrile disease regulations, Li Shengli smiled with satisfaction.

This is how doctors accumulated little by little. Compared with his predecessor Wu Jutong who compiled the regulations on febrile diseases, Li Shengli had a higher starting point.

This man was also a man of ups and downs. His father died of illness when he was 19 years old, and he determined to study medicine. During the process of studying medicine, his nephew was killed by a quack doctor.

After becoming successful in medical skills, he went to Beijing to review the Sikuquanshu, saw the plague theory of Wu Youxing, a senior of the Wu sect, and consulted Ye Tianshi's febrile disease theory to write the Regulations on Febrile Diseases.

A generation of people have found their own path life after life, and Li Shengli is now standing on the road paved by famous predecessors such as Wu Youxing, Ye Tianshi, and Wu Jutong.

Of course, Li Shengli's big road is now resting in a warehouse on the road, waiting for him to really get into the field of traditional Chinese medicine and internal medicine before he can make great progress on this road.

Mr. Liu introduced him to the inheritance of the Liu family, whether the prescription can be used, what the symptoms are, what the effect will be after taking the medicine, and how to add, subtract and improve it. What do these notes say?
There are just one sentence in a thousand words, but it is nothing more than the secret of Chinese medicine, just dosage.

If supplemented by the inheritance of the Wang family of imperial doctors during this period, in theory, Li Shengli would not dare to compare with the famous doctors of his predecessors, but the treatment effect may be far superior.

Because he is not a serious traditional Chinese medicine doctor. Orthopedics is combined with internal medicine and Western medicine is mixed. The breadth of treatment is there, and the depth is definitely also there. However, his reputation as a traditional Chinese medicine doctor in the future is worthy of attention.

For the sake of his reputation as a master of traditional Chinese medicine, Li Shengli had to protect the inheritance of the Liu family to the death.

Just when Li Shengli was riding on the official chair and thinking about the future, the door of the infirmary was pushed open by the man who had just driven the car.

"Doctor Li, I am Yang Wenshan, the party secretary of Shanshan Village. My two children are much better. Look at the consultation fee..."

After taking a look at the slightly timid mountain party secretary Yang Wenshan, Li Shengli from the mountain village knew that it was a village very close to Huyu.

It is said to be an ancient village, a summer residence in the mountains where many wealthy landowners and literati stayed in the village.

In his old age, the emperor wanted to go to Chengde to escape the summer heat. Yanqing, where the capital is located, was also a good place to escape the summer heat, but the road was far away.

In the Changping area, the Huyu Mountain area is a good choice. The name of the mountain village is a good place to go.

“You don’t have to be too polite, Party Secretary Yang, I am the resident doctor in Wali and I don’t charge any fees.

Some time ago, members of the Madianji commune came to my place for treatment. They collected some ancient books, old objects, old furniture, etc. and paid me for the medical treatment.

I don't want to do anything else. You can just get me some old things that I don't need at home.

In this way, my medicine will not be wasted, your disease will be cured, and my method of treating bone injuries is good. "

Li Shengli didn't look down on Yang Wenshan's timidity. He just didn't know how to thank him and was a little restrained.

It's boring to feel that people are inferior to others. Maybe the conditions in the mountain village are not good, maybe Yang Wenshan has no money in his pocket, but if he can bring a child with a fever to the valley, he is a village party secretary worthy of respect.

The village party secretaries are not all local bullies like Zhao Mankui and Wang Shengting, and there are also many honest people like Yang Wenshan.

It's just that in these days, most honest people can't live a good life, because there are rations in cities and public grains in rural areas.

The monthly average is more than 30 kilograms. One kilogram of grain a day for a person. Whether he eats enough or not, his stomach has the final say, but he doesn't speak.

"Hey...thank you Dr. Li. Doesn't the child need to go to the hospital for his illness?"

Hearing that Li Shengli wanted ancient books and old furniture, Yang Wenshan put his heart into his stomach.Two girls from the village were wiping themselves with torn sheets torn from the car.

If I, the party secretary, were standing in front of me and watching the women in the village pay for the medicine with their flesh, then I wouldn't be able to do this job, it would be a shame.

This kind of thing seems normal to Yang Wenshan. Each family has three-thirds of its private land for watering, and it has harmed many women.

In some villages, children who can't find a wife go to see the well and the water source, and they will be able to find a wife in a short time.

Sons and daughters love each other, but heroes are short-tempered. A penny can't kill a heroic man, but it can kill him.

Thinking about the cost of going to the hospital, Yang Wenshan pinched his sleeves. The whole village collected more than 20 yuan, but he didn't know if it would be enough.

"Believe me, you don't have to go, you just have to stay in the valley for one night.

If a child is active, has good blood, no fever, and if he gets sweating again, it's probably not a big problem.

If you cough or wheeze, you have to go to the hospital.

Party Secretary Yang, are there many elderly people with fever in the village? "

He signaled the reserved Yang Wenshan to sit down on a chair, and asked Xiao Feng to give him a bowl of ginger soup. After watching him drink it, Li Shengli asked slowly.

"No, a few children had a fever, and the commune informed them that there was no ginger in the village, only green onions, but there were wild pepper trees on the mountains.

According to the elders, the whole village drank green onion and white pepper water, but these two were young and couldn't drink it, so they had the worst fever. "

Yang Wenshan felt a little ashamed when he thought that his village didn't even have a piece of ginger. Other villages were getting bigger and bigger, while the villages in the district were getting smaller and smaller.

Today, the number of households in Shanshan Village has been reduced from 62 to 240. There are [-] houses in the village, which can be enough to live in the whole village.

With fewer people, there is less labor. The original mountain fields have exhausted the members. In order to make ends meet, the members of the mountain villages have no time to go to the mountains to collect medicine.

Seeing Yang Wenshan's restraint and embarrassment, Li Shengli saw an opportunity and stepped forward step by step. One day he could include Huyu in his territory.

"Lao Yang, don't be restrained, smoke a cigarette, and stay at Wali Village tonight.

Tell me about the situation in your village and I'll see if I can help.

Zhao Mankui from Wali calls me a brother, and Wang Shengting, the old branch secretary from Madianji, is also quite familiar with me.

I am a young man who went to the countryside to practice medicine. I am a little busy. I can stretch out my hands but not look at them. "

Regarding Yang Wenshan, Li Shengli tried to get straight to the point, but made too many circles for fear that he would not be able to turn around.

When facing real people, just be real.

After handing over a big Qianmen, seeing that Lao Yang was still reluctant to part with it, Li Shengli took the initiative to light it for him.

Cigarettes built bridges and wine paved the road. After finishing a pack of cigarettes and adding another, Yang Wenshan and Li Shengli became familiar with each other.

Listening to Yang Wenshan talking about the situation in the mountain village, Li Shengli had many calculations in his mind.

"Old Yang, why are you here?
Come to my house tonight to drink and eat meat.

Shengli, Lao Yang is an unlucky guy, so don't charge him for medicine.

Their village was also unlucky because there were so many old houses in the past, so the mountain fields were designated as dry fields.

The grain harvested in their villages, mountains and fields, and the remaining seeds are not enough to pay for the public grain.

Just because of this, many people, young and old, ran away from their village in the early years. "

Zhao Mankui, who entered the house, exposed Lao Yang's background and made Lao Yang embarrassed again.

He was not the person in charge of what happened back then, and he didn't know the specific situation. It was just the village's public grain. Although it occasionally owed money, over the years, it was only one and a half years short of the grain station's public grain at most.

"Brother, let me tell you how to get in the car early tomorrow morning, grab some food and follow me to the mountain village.

Lao Yang, let me go to your village and have a look. How about we make a deal? "

I glanced at Zhao Mankui, who mentioned the old house in the mountain village intentionally or unintentionally. This old brother has been very smart recently.

“Lao Yang, good times are coming for your village, and my little brother is a capable person.

How much food is missing in the village for the New Year?
My brother has said that he will let every family in your village eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year this year. "

Seeing Li Shengli answer his question, Zhao Mankui breathed a sigh of relief.

In the mountain village managed by Lao Yang, the people in the commune were still called "Two Donkeys" because there were only two old donkeys in their brigade, and the younger one was almost ten years old.

Looking at the donkey cart outside the door, Zhao Mankui knew that it was from a mountain village and that his little brother was a capable person.

The village on the mountain is close to Huyu and is the origin of medicinal materials. The villagers in Wali live in empty houses in the village on the mountain every year when collecting medicine.

It is said that the mountain village is close to Huyu, and you can sell it for money just by picking herbs, but this is not the case in reality.

You can't exchange money for food, but you can exchange food for food. The season for collecting herbs is around the busy farming season, and people in Wali can squeeze out of the mountains to collect herbs.

However, the members of the mountain village have to stick their buttocks out and take care of the sweet potatoes and pumpkins in the mountain fields that are not productive.

In exchange for food, pumpkins are not very valuable, sweet potatoes are barely enough, and sometimes the food store can collect some of them.

It is said that the south will hand over rice and the north will hand over wheat, but the actual situation is different now. Some coarse grains and miscellaneous grains can also be used as public grains in proportion.

This varies from place to place. When some grain offices collect public grain, they only recognize wheat and not anything else. This puts great pressure on the brigade.

(End of this chapter)