Chapter 4 Beijing Culture, Taverns(1/2)
“That’s it,” Aunt Liu asked hesitantly.
How much kung fu does this have? Young man, are you trying to make more food to fool your aunt?
“Sister Liu, the massage time cannot be too long, otherwise it will hurt the psoas muscles. You will know after you stand up and try it.” Zhang Yan explained with a smile.
"Hey, it's really much better. My waist is much lighter." Aunt Liu stood up dubiously, and suddenly felt different. She said in surprise: "Doctor Zhang, your medical skills are really amazing! Just a few times, my waist has become lighter." It’s much more comfortable.”
"Sister Liu, you are tired and want to heal quickly. You can go home, get some coarse salt and heat it up. Put it in a cotton bag and put it on your waist. It will also have a very good therapeutic effect."
Farewell to Aunt Liu who was grateful for so much.
“Dr. Zhang, you are so powerful. You can cure back pain with just a few clicks?”
“This is Chinese medicine massage. It only looks like a few strokes, but there is a lot of knowledge in it.”
“Is this easy to learn?” asked the tall little nurse.
"This isn't too difficult. If you want to learn, I can teach you. Once you learn it, you can become a regular employee without any problem." Zhang Yan thought for a moment and said with a smile.
“Really? Are you willing to teach us?”
“That’s great, thank you Dr. Zhang!”
“Then do we need to become apprentices?”
“No, we are all colleagues. As long as you are willing to learn, I can teach you everything I know!” Zhang Yan smiled nonchalantly.
Zhang Yan is not a poor and generous person, nor is he a bad person.
Rather, he thought very clearly that the temple of the Hongxing Hospital affiliated to the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill was too small and the water was too shallow.
If he wants to make progress in medicine, he will definitely not be able to rely on reading alone. He must have patients.
If he wants to see more patients, he must find a way to transfer to another hospital. However, since his predecessor has no academic qualifications and no systematic medical training, the road to the hospital is basically cut off.
There is only one way left, and that is to find a way to increase the number of patients in Red Star Hospital.
He definitely cannot do it alone. As the saying goes, a fence has three stakes, and a good man has three gangs.
That’s why Zhang Yan trains new people.
You must know that the Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant is a heavy physical job. Even those with relatively high technical content, such as fitters and riveters, still need a little physical strength.
Coupled with the working posture, it is easy to suffer from lumbar muscle strain, muscle injury, shoulder, neck, lumbar spine and other occupational diseases.
Traditional Chinese massage has a very good alleviation and treatment effect on these occupational diseases.
It can be said that as long as Xiao Li and the three of them learn traditional Chinese massage techniques, they will be able to bring a lot of traffic to Red Star Hospital.
It doesn’t cost too much, just 5 cents a time and 10 cents for treatment. There will definitely be many workers willing to receive treatment.
This is much cheaper than taking medicine.
Let's do cupping again, there will be more people.
Even giving Aunt Liu a massage was planned by Zhang Yan.
In an era without new media, the publicity capabilities of aunts were better than any TV or newspaper advertisements.
It was said that he was teaching, but how to teach, Zhang Yan began to have difficulties again.
This is not the future, he can directly demonstrate it on Xiao Li and the others, allowing them to feel the massage location and intensity for themselves.
This is the 1950s, and Xiao Li and the others are not old women like Aunt Liu, they are all untouched young girls. If he dares to do this, he will either marry the other person, or he will be arrested as a gangster.
“In this way, I will draw a human body muscle and meridian diagram in a moment. You will first get to know the human body’s muscle and meridians. When you remember it, we will proceed to the next step.” Zhang Yan thought for a while and said.
"OK!"
“Thank you, Brother Zhang!”
“Thank you, Brother Zhang!”
Several young nurses immediately changed their words and sweetly called Brother Zhang.
Zhang Yan waited for a long time, but he still didn’t get any reward from the system. It seemed that this system was pretty useless.
I gave Aunt Liu a massage, which only relieved the symptoms but did not cure her, so there was no reward.
Zhang Yan ran to the pharmacy, asked for a large sheet of medicinal tissue, and returned to the office to start drawing muscle and bone diagrams.
As a medical student who has studied for seven years, the human skeleton and human muscle tissue are really familiar to me, especially when they study clinical medicine. That's the basic skill.
Of course, if someone insists on saying that he is also a medical student and cannot remember it, then that is not true.
After all, there will be tens of thousands of medical students graduating in one year in later generations. How many of them will actually engage in the medical industry, and how many will eventually become famous?
Zhang Yan drew a diagram of human muscle meridians and human bones and joints on straw paper, and then marked them clearly one by one.
Then he came to the disposal room next door with two pieces of tissue paper, "These are the muscle diagrams and bone diagrams I drew, with labels on them.
You first memorize these two pictures and keep them in mind, and then we can start the next step of study."
After Zhang Yan finished explaining, he returned to his office and continued to read and study.
As for whether Xiao Li and the other three nurses will study seriously, it all depends on their own consciousness.
Since you have joined the workforce, you are an adult, and adults must be responsible for their own actions.
The opportunity was given to them, but if they couldn't seize it, it was no one else's fault.
Zhang Yan immersed himself in studying, and the whole afternoon was very peaceful, with no patients.
Zhang Yan read quietly all afternoon.
“Doctor Zhang, what are you busy with?” Before getting off work, Captain Zhao of the loading and unloading team opened the door and walked in.
“Captain Zhao, what’s wrong with you?” Zhang Yan was stunned and asked habitually.
“Uh! No, I’m not feeling uncomfortable. It’s not this morning. Thanks to you for curing my dislocation, Lao Liu. I thought I’d come over and thank you.”
“Captain Zhao, it is my job and responsibility to treat illnesses and save people, so you don’t have to be so polite.” Zhang Yan was very happy when he heard that he was here specifically to express his gratitude.
Workers of this era were simple and simple, and did not have the annoying medical complications of later generations.
"No, it's different. You are your duty, but for us, it is a life-saving favor. Our loading and unloading team often suffers from sprains, dislocations and other injuries. It costs seven or eight cents to go to a big hospital, and we have to take a rest. Only on Sunday."
“Captain Zhao, you didn’t go to the right place. You went to Western medicine and orthopedics, but you don’t deserve the money?
You go find a Chinese medicine doctor, that is a good skill passed down from our ancestors, and they can cure you for a cent at most." Zhang Yan said with a smile.
Unexpectedly, people in the 1950s began to abandon traditional Chinese medicine and blindly believe in Western medicine.
Zhang Yan studied clinical medicine of Western medicine and has no prejudice against Chinese or Western medicine. Some diseases are good at Western medicine, while some diseases require traditional Chinese medicine.
For example, to treat a problem such as dislocation, if you seek Western medicine, it will be a big problem. You will have to put on a plaster and take medicine.
Go to a traditional Chinese medicine orthopedics department. You don’t need to take a penny of medicine or put on a plaster or anything like that. It can be done in two or three minutes.
“You are still knowledgeable, how can we, the rough guys, understand this?”
“Captain Zhao, you are so flattering. We are all glorious proletarians, regardless of this.”
"Doctor Zhang, I have been entrusted by the comrades of our loading and unloading team to express my gratitude. I am a rough guy and can't speak. I will treat you to a drink tonight, so please be sure to appreciate it." Captain Zhao said sincerely.
“Captain Zhao, you are too polite. I really don’t need to treat you. I am just a doctor. It is my duty to treat illnesses and save people. I really don’t need to treat you.
Besides, we all have a large family to support, it is not easy to make money, there is no need to spend money." Zhang Yan quickly declined.
I feel very happy and have a sense of accomplishment.
When a doctor is happiest when he sees his patient being cured by him, it would be even better if he could get the patient to say thank you.
"Doctor Zhang, you must go. If you don't go, you will look down on us who have done our best." Captain Zhao said with a blushing face.
“Well! I can’t afford it, and it’s turned me into looking down on our working class. I can’t bear the crime.
In this way, you find a place in the evening, I treat you, we drink some wine and chat.
Stop arguing, otherwise I won’t go.”
Zhang Yan also wanted to go out and see the Forty-Nine Cities in old Beijing.
“Sure! Look how this has turned into a treat for you.” Captain Zhao rubbed his hands in embarrassment.
“It’s the same for anyone. I’m not married, so if I can eat alone, the whole family won’t be hungry.” Zhang Yan said with a smile.
Old Beijing has seven inner and outer areas, four imperial cities, three hundred and six large alleys, and countless small alleys, as numerous as a cow's hair.
Captain Zhao rode his bicycle and took Zhang Yan all the way to Qianqian Street.
Turn into a small alley and come to a tavern.
Zhang Yan's heart was beating fast. He had just left the courtyard and stepped into the tavern under Zhengyang Gate.
Walking into the tavern, Zhang Yan looked at the bar of the tavern.
Suddenly, I took a deep breath, it was okay.
Although the landlady is also a beauty, she is not the familiar face.
“Lady boss, bring me a pot of wine, a plate of peanuts, and a plate of broad beans, and then I’ll give you two side dishes to go with the wine.” Captain Zhao shouted to the proprietress as soon as he entered the door.
“Master Qi, you are drinking!” Captain Zhao said hello to an old man who was drinking.
To be continued...