I'm bound to the divine medicine system

Chapter 452 Hypoglycemic
After examination and questioning, Mu Qingyi found that although the two patients took Qingxin Shunqi Pills for the first time two days ago, they both took the medicine again two days later today, and even the onset time was about the same. Symptoms are completely different.

Patient No. [-] had obvious half-body numbness, which should be due to high blood pressure and sudden stroke symptoms.

Patient No. [-] was completely the opposite, with low blood pressure, unable to walk upright, dizziness, shortness of breath, heartbeat, and internal heat. Mu Qingyi speculated that the old lady's blood sugar was too high.

A stroke, a hypotension and hyperglycemia are all emergencies, and if one is not handled well, although it will not kill anyone, it will make life difficult for the two elderly people in their later years.

Mu Qingyi quickly wrote down the prescription, and said to Doctor Yu, "Let someone make this prescription first, and I will give this stroke patient an injection first, there can be no further delay."

Dr. Yu also saw that Patient No. [-] had a stroke, and thought that Dr. Mu would prescribe "Little Life Renewing Soup" for Patient No. [-]. He didn't expect that the prescription she prescribed was for Patient No. [-], or he had never seen it before. prescription.

Doctor Yu hurriedly called Yaotong over, and after explaining it to him, he turned around, only to see that Mu Qingyi had already started administering needles to Patient No. [-], so he hurried to the side to take a closer look.

This was the first time he had seen Dr. Mu use needles. He did not expect that Dr. Mu was not only good at using knives, but also so skillful with needles.

Soon, he knew he was wrong.

Doctor Mu is not only proficient in using acupuncture, but also fast and accurate, which he has never seen before, and even the most respected acupuncturist in the ethnology cannot compare with him.

After performing the needle three times, Mu Qingyi began to narrow the needle. At this time, the expression on the patient's face had changed significantly, becoming much more relaxed, and his complexion also turned a little bit.

Doctor Yu asked Patient No. [-], "Master, how do you feel?"

The old man hurriedly said: "It's much better, the right side of the body is not as numb as before, and the head is not so dizzy, it is much more comfortable."

After receiving the needle, Mu Qingyi said to the old man, "It's because you came in time. If you delay for another hour or two, it won't be so fast."

Dr. Yu was terrified. Although he had never treated stroke patients, he had seen them. There was a special brain department in Liao's Medical Center, and there were many stroke patients there. He had never seen a brain doctor who could treat stroke patients in such a short time. A case of recovering a stroke patient with half of his body numb.

"Doctor Mu, do you have a name for your acupuncture technique?"

Mu Qingyi thought for a while, then shook her head, "The acupuncture I used for the patient just now is a mixture of two minutes of acupuncture and randomly modified according to the painful situation. There is no exact name, and it is done according to the individual."

Doctor Yu looked yearning, with indescribable envy and admiration in his heart.

Mu Qingyi put the needle away, seeing his appearance, she smiled and said, "Does Doctor Yu want to learn?"

Dr. Yu quickly shook his head, "No, no, I'm not good at acupuncture. I didn't understand when you performed the acupuncture just now. Let me learn. I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it. Let's forget it." No matter how much he learns acupuncture and moxibustion, he will not be able to be good at it, so it is better to focus on what he is good at.

Mu Qingyi shrugged and didn't say much. She put away the needle pack and put it in the medicine box, then went back to the desk to write the prescription.

When the medicine boy brought the medicine from the previous prescription, she happened to write out another prescription, and handed it to the medicine boy herself, saying: "One medicine is boiled into three bowls, and they are brought together."

The drug boy took the prescription and left, while Mu Qingyi checked the medicine that the drug boy had just delivered, and then fed it to Patient No. [-] herself.

(End of this chapter)