Wang Zhi, who was waiting for the car, was slightly surprised when he saw Lin Xueyan coming. Unexpectedly, Mayor Lin did not take his daughter back.

Although he was surprised, Wang Zhi was still very happy about Lin Qiwei's failure to stop him, but Xu Xiaoran was a little disappointed. He originally thought that he could get along with Wang Zhi tonight.

The three of them waited for about ten minutes before they stopped a taxi. Wang Zhi looked at the two women's impatient expression because they were waiting for the station, wondering if it was time to buy a car, but now his driver's license has not been completed, which is a bit troublesome.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when the three of them returned home. They were tossed for a day. The three of them were a little tired, took a shower, and went to bed directly.

The next day, Wang Zhi got up early and rushed to the hospital. He had not been at work for such a long time. I believe the guys from the Ministry of Traditional Chinese Medicine should have an objection. You should know that the current prosperity of the Ministry of Traditional Chinese Medicine is almost as good as that of the Ministry of Western Medicine. Fortunately, several rotators including Qian Senhu also learned some things from Wang Zhi, and some not-so-tricky diseases can be seen in a very good way.

Not long after Wang Zhi was admitted to the hospital, Zhou Boran came in a hurry. When he saw Wang Zhi, he said enthusiastically: "Wang Zhi, do you still have the golden sore medicine? The effect is so good. Such a serious gunshot wound has recovered in less than a week, and there are no scars left in the wound."

Wang Zhi despised the golden sore medicine was cured even by Zhou Yu and Guan Yu's arrow injuries, and the arrow injuries of both of them were poisonous. Just gunshot wounds, and using the medicines he had improved, was not easy to capture.

"Haha, it's gone. I've just made a little bit and used up all of it?" Wang Zhi smiled embarrassedly. What he told the truth was that it was not easy to make. I finally made some of them for the girl and some of them used by myself.

"Can you do something more?" Zhou Boran asked with a smile.

"Let's talk about this later. The production of that medicine is very troublesome. Besides, I don't have enough medicinal materials at hand." Wang Zhi rubbed his nose and said.

"This," Zhou Boran said with some disappointment: "Then you must leave some for me after you have done it. That kind of medicine is really effective, and it would be great if it can be mass-produced."

"This is a bit difficult, I will study it again." Wang Zhi said. In fact, after hearing Xu Xiaoran's words about applying for a patent that day, Wang Zhi was also considering the issue of overproduction, but after careful consideration, he was still immature at this stage.

You should know that although the drugs Wang Zhi developed are not very magical, they are also quite good. The requirements for each process are very high. Take the golden sore medicine for example. Whether it is drying or grinding of medicinal materials, whether it is the combination or extraction of drugs, each process must be sloppy. Otherwise, a pair of magical golden sore medicines for treating trauma will definitely turn into a severe poison. This point in traditional Chinese medicine is also a factor that limits the development of traditional Chinese medicine.

After seeing Zhou Boran off, Wang Zhi picked up the medical record on hand again. This medical record was just taken by Qian Senhu, and he was also a patient in the internal medicine department for the past few days.

From the medical record, Wang Zhi can see that the patient is an old lady in her fifties. She started to suffer severe pain in her lower abdomen a month ago, and then gradually spread to her upper body. Now she can't speak, listen to her ears, and lose her limbs. However, the results of all tests are normal, and urine and blood tests meet the standards, which can be said to be a very strange symptom.

Seeing this, Wang Zhi felt that he should go and check it out in person, and he couldn't tell anything from the medical record for a while.

He greeted Qian Senhu and the two came to the ward together. The patient's family was a young man under 30 years old. When he saw Qian Senhu leading a young doctor in, he hurriedly greeted him. Although Qian Senhu had not found the right medication in the past few days, the prescriptions prescribed also slowed the patient's pain, so the young man was polite to Qian Senhu.

"Haha, Mr. Zhao, this is Dr. Wang Zhiwang from our Ministry of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I just came back today, so I brought him here." Qian Senhu and the patient's family looked very familiar and introduced with a smile.

"Ah! This is Dr. Wang Zhi," Mr. Zhao was very surprised at Wang Zhi's youth, but he was still very enthusiastic: "Ah! That's great. We came for Dr. Wang's reputation. I have heard a lot of rumors about Dr. Wang during this period, so I'll bother Dr. Wang."

"You are so angry. It is my duty to treat and save patients." Wang Zhi also smiled slightly, walked forward, and picked up the patient's wrist.

"Hey! It's strange. The patient's pulse is normal and there is no abnormality at all." Listening to the patient's pulse, Wang Zhi also frowned. This was the first time he had seen this situation.

Seeing Wang Zhi frowning slightly, Qian Senhu and Mr. Zhao did not dare to disturb him and watched quietly.

After listening to the patient's pulse, Wang Zhi checked the patient's body again, and recalled in his heart, hoping to find a similar case, but after carefully recalling it, Wang Zhi had never seen such a disease, and was even more curious. Since his medical skills were successful, Wang Zhi had not encountered a disease that could not be diagnosed, but this time it was strange.

Seeing that the symptoms were not like the invasion of cold air, but there was no abnormality. How could the patient feel so much discomfort? Wang Zhi murmured in his heart, but his beautiful eyebrows were frowning even tighter.

Could it be that there was an intermittent symptom attack? But it was not the same. Even if it was an intermittent symptom attack, the pulse should be slightly abnormal. Thinking of this, Wang Zhi picked up the patient's other wrist.

After listening carefully for a while, there was still no abnormality. Wang Zhi didn't pay attention for the time being. He was about to put down the patient's arm, but suddenly felt that the patient's pulse unexpectedly stopped for nearly half a second, and then he returned to normal again.

Feeling the abnormality of the patient's pulse, Wang Zhi's face showed a hint of joy. It was indeed an intermittent disease, and it was a rare intermittent heart compression accompanied by abdominal nerve abnormalities.

If there is simply intermittent heart compression, the patient will show chest tightness, shortness of breath, cold hands and feet, and the symptoms can be detected when emotional fluctuations are fluctuating. However, the symptoms of the elderly are relatively complicated. The symptoms of heart compression are very weak, mainly due to abnormal abdominal nerves, causing abdominal pain to spread and subsequently leading to inability to speak. However, because it is an intermittent disease, the abnormal nerves are also hidden nerves. If you are not careful, you will not be able to see the abnormalities.

Putting down the patient's arm, Wang Zhizhun turned around and said, "No big problem. I think the old man had an inadvertent collision first, and then he was stimulated. I prescribed a few medications and should be able to recover soon."

Hearing Wang Zhi said that there was no big problem. When he heard what Wang Zhi said, the situation was completely consistent, Mr. Zhao was relieved, very happy, and hurriedly thanked: "Thank you so much, Dr. Wang, I have gone to several hospitals for my mother's illness."

For Mr. Zhao's thanks, Wang Zhi just smiled gently and took Qian Senhu out. Although this disease is not easy to detect, as long as you work hard, you will still find it. No disease has no cause.

After leaving the old lady's ward, Wang Zhi followed Qian Senhu again to see several more serious patients and prescribed medicines one by one. These diseases are all long-term symptoms. As long as you take medicine on time according to Wang Zhi's prescription, there is hope for recovery.

Seeing that Wang Zhi had treated more than a dozen patients in an understatement, even Qian Senhu, who had already admired Wang Zhi, had to sigh that he had examined all of these patients, but did not find any abnormalities that Wang Zhi saw.

Seeing Qian Senhu's somewhat disappointed gaze, Wang Zhi smiled and said, "Senhu, Chinese medicine says it is simple and simple, and it is complicated and complicated. The most important thing is to be attentive. Treat patients like their own relatives. Don't bring other emotions because of their ugliness and beauty and wealth. Even if the patient is smelly, you should treat them with a passionate heart, so that you will find some difficult-to-discover symptoms and abnormalities."

"I understand, Doctor Wang?" Qian Senhu nodded, suddenly hesitated slightly and said, "Doctor Wang, can you accept me as your disciple?"

"Accept you as your disciple?" Wang Zhi looked at Qian Senhu with a smile. You should know that traditional Chinese medicine is the essence of China for thousands of years. Therefore, in the Apricot Forest in China, it is not as casual as Western medicine. Master is a very serious title. People often say that one day is a teacher and a father for life. Although some famous traditional Chinese medicine practitioners will guide some outsiders at will, their true unique skills will only be passed on to their disciples. Although Wang Zhi does not have such thoughts, Qian Senhu doesn't know.

"Yes, Dr. Wang, I am willing to take you as my teacher and learn Chinese medicine from you." Qian Senhu said seriously. Although he was a few years older than Wang Zhi, Wang Zhi's medical skills forced him to look up to him. In front of Wang Zhi, Qian Senhu was not embarrassed.

"Okay, I agree?" Wang Zhi thought for a moment, nodded and smiled. Although he had no idea in his heart, it was not possible to promote national medicine to have few people around him who could trust. Qian Senhu was also a good person, so Wang Zhi was not rejected.

ps: Again, Xiaoxiao is not a doctor, so the analysis and diagnosis and treatment of certain diseases may not be in place, and there are even errors. However, this book is a novel after all. I hope that experts will not have any opinions after reading it. The same is true for diagnosis and treatment in the future. Don’t blame me, and I will not explain it later.

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