Due to long-term headaches and poor rest, the old woman's health was actually very poor. For the human body, the necessary adequate rest was necessary. Otherwise, the body would have problems.
Wang Yao planned to nourish her body first. He just slightly adjusted the prescription and added two drugs that could calm the nerves.
The herbs were available there.
He wrote the prescription, took the medicine, and packed it.
Then, Wang Yao wrote down the prescription on a piece of paper and handed it to Chen Changfeng. He wrote down the instructions and precautions one by one.
"Dr. Wang's calligraphy is excellent!" Chen Changfeng took the paper and praised Wang Yao.
"You flatter me."
"Can this medicine treat my mother's headaches?"
"Yes, but the effect is limited. The main function of this medicine is to nourish and consolidate the corporeity. The old woman's body is relatively weak because of lack of sleep and rest. She needs to be recuperated," Wang Yao explained.
"Well, when will the other medicine you mentioned be ready?"
"Within three days. Wait for my call."
"OK," Chen Changfeng said.
The cost of the medicine was not very high. It was only a few hundred yuan.
After expressing his gratitude, Chen Changfeng left the clinic with his mother. They got into the car and left.
"Mom, how do you feel?"
"His massage really made me feel a lot better," the old woman said.
"That's good. When you go back, take the medicine according to his prescription and see how it works."
"OK."
"I'll come back in two days to get the other medicine."
In a residence in Lianshan County …
Chen Wei, who was taking a shower, was stunned.
There was a reaction! There was a reaction!
He faintly felt that there was a reaction in his crotch. It had not happened for several months. It was an absolute surprise. Although it was still not normal, it had let him see the dawn of hope.
The medicine prescribed by Dr. Wang was effective!
The man was so excited that he cried.
His marriage, his family, and his dignity as a man were all hopeful.
I have to find time to thank Dr. Wang and have him check on me. He was so lost in thought that he even forgot to take a shower.
"Yes, the number of people is increasing?"
Wang Yao found that the number of people in his "Name of a Hundred Miles" mission had increased to 35. He didn't know who they were, but it was a good thing. It meant that he was one step closer to completing the mission.
The next morning, Wang Yao went down the mountain early. There were more patients coming today.
The first to arrive were Zhou Xiong and his son.
Zhou Wukang's arm had already recovered by more than half. Wang Yao gave him another check-up, then passed the "Blood Deblocking Powder" that he had prepared beforehand to the other party.
While they were still receiving treatment, Pan Jun and his friend arrived and waited by the side. Then, Chen Boyuan arrived with his father-in-law and also waited by the side. This was the first time Wang Yao had received so many patients, and they were all considered acquaintances.
"Take your medicine on time. You still have to take the medicine that nourishes your body, but the dosage can be reduced by half."
"Alright," Zhou Xiong hurriedly replied.
"Why don't you let him pick up martial arts again? He can start with some gentle boxing. This will also help his body recover."
"Okay, thank you, Dr. Wang."
Seeing so many people waiting, Zhou Xiong didn't stay any longer and left.
Then, it was Pan Jun's friend.
"How is it?"
"The medicine you gave me is working. I already have a reaction." In front of outsiders, Chen Wei was very vague.
"Okay, I'll take a look at you again."
He carefully checked Chen Wei's pulse.
"It's working. Come, sit down."
Wang Yao's right hand kept pushing and rubbing Chen Wei's waist and the surrounding area. He also attached his internal Qi to his palm and slowly released it.
He had tried to use his Qi to assist him. It was on Zhou Wukang, but the effect was not very good at that time. Recently, after continuous practice, Wang Yao felt that he had more control over his Qi, so he tried it on Chen Wei.
"How do you feel?"
"A little hot."
Chen Wei felt the temperature of Wang Yao's hand was very high. It was a little hot, as if there was a hot towel around his waist. The heat was constantly penetrating into his body.
From his waist to his lower abdomen, then from his lower abdomen to his crotch.
There was a reaction.
Chen Wei felt the kind of feeling that made him excited.
"Have you finished the medicine?"
"Yes."
"I'll give you another course of treatment. Continue to take it. Pay attention to your daily habits."
"Okay, thank you," Chen Wei said happily.
Wang Yao prescribed the medicine and packed it. He didn't forget to remind Chen Wei.
"You still have to pay attention to your daily life. Remember the taboos!"
"I know, Dr. Wang," Chen Wei said. This time, Chen Wei had absolute trust in the young doctor. In fact, Wang Yao didn't need to remind him. He had already remembered it in his heart.
Pan Jun and Wang Yao talked for a while before leaving with his friends.
"He's very happy," Chen Boyuan said with a smile.
"Yes," Wang Yao replied.
Of course, people would be happy when they saw the hope of getting better, especially when it was an illness that was difficult to talk about.
"Do you want to take a rest first?"
"No, I'm not tired." Wang Yao waved his hand with a smile.
The old man's leg was very thin. It was a little like Zhou Wukang's arm, but it was better than Zhou Wukang's arm. The main reason was that he hadn't been sick for as long as Zhou Wukang's arm.
Let's try again.
Wang Yao moved his neixi to his palms. Then, he massaged the old man's leg.
Hiss!
The old man frowned a little.
This was because he felt the young man's palms were inexplicably hot. Perhaps it was because his leg was more sensitive to touch.
The hot feeling continued to spread along his legs. It went down to his feet and went up to his waist. However, there was a horizontal line between his waist and abdomen, preventing the heat from spreading up.
After about half an hour, Wang Yao stopped.
"Do you feel anything special?"
"My legs are hot, and my feet are also hot. The heat stopped here. I feel a little uncomfortable." The old man pointed at his waist and abdomen.
This feeling was indeed uncomfortable. It was as if there was a lump of Qi in his body that couldn't be unblocked.
This position?
Then, Wang Yao massaged a few points with his fingers.
Hiss!
Chen Boyuan's father-in-law felt like he was being pricked by needles. His body twitched and he took a deep breath.
"What's wrong?"
"It hurts a little. It feels like I'm being pricked by needles," the old man said.
"Okay, bear with it for a while more."
Wang Yao reduced his strength slightly and continued to massage those acupoints.
The old man still felt like he was being pricked by needles, but this time, it was much lighter than the previous time.
"Okay, let's stop here first. I have some medicine here. Drink it first." Wang Yao took out a bottle of medicine from the side. It was the Blood Deblocking powder he had brewed in advance.
He had brewed two portions of this medicine. One portion was given to Zhou Wukang, and the other portion was prepared to be used on the old man.
"What is this?"
"Blood Deblocking powder promotes blood circulation, removes blood stasis, and dredges channels and collaterals."
The old man might not have heard of this medicine, but Chen Boyuan knew about it. When he was in Beijing, he had seen Wang Yao give this medicine to Su Xiaoxue. The dosage was very small.
In his impression, Wang Yao's medical skills were miraculous. The most important thing was that the miraculous medicine he used was almost instantaneous.
"Don't use too much first."
Chen Boyuan's father only took a small portion of the medicine. After taking the Blood Deblocking powder, he almost immediately felt something strange. After the medicine entered his stomach, it turned into a warm current and quickly flowed to the limbs and bones of his body. The speed of diffusion was very fast.
About 10 minutes after taking the medicine, Wang Yao began to massage again. He still used the neixi in his body. The focus was on the acupoints on the old man's waist.
Internal medicine, external neixi, internal and external as one.
The effect was quite obvious.
Crack!
This was a sound that came from the body. It could not be heard, or it could be said that it was not a sound. It was a feeling, a very special feeling. The old man felt as if something in his body had been opened.
This feeling was difficult to describe. In layman's terms, it was like not having a bowel movement for a few days. Suddenly, it was unobstructed and all the waste in the body was discharged. It was a very comfortable feeling.
Then, the burning heat in the old man's legs that had not yet subsided began to spread. It crossed the waist and went all the way up the torso, although it was only a small part.
The old man tried his best and found that his leg moved slightly.
"They moved!" he exclaimed in surprise.
"They moved!" Chen Boyuan, who was beside him, naturally also saw it. He said happily.
Wang Yao did not say anything. He continued to massage the old man's acupoints from the torso to the feet. It took more than half an hour.
"Come on, let me have a look." After finishing, Wang Yao waited for a little more than 10 minutes. He checked the old man's pulse again.
"Good, it's working."
"That's all for today's treatment. Take the decoction back. The instructions for using it are written on this piece of paper. If you have time, you can give the old man more massages to help his legs recover." Wang Yao handed the paper to Chen Boyuan.
The medicine was very expensive.
Chen Boyuan had already prepared in his heart. In fact, at his position, he still had the money.
"Thank you, Dr. Wang."
"Okay, take care. I won't see you out."
After seeing the three patients, the whole morning had passed.
This was the first time he had seen so many patients.
He rested for a while and then recorded the entire process of today's consultation, including the patient's symptoms, medication, treatment process, and most importantly, the idea of treatment. These were all rare experiences. He recorded them now so that he could use them as references in the future. If possible, he could compile them into a book like Mr. Sang and pass them down.
"It's time to go home for lunch!"
After lunch, he returned to the clinic. He moved a little and then took a nap.
He estimated that no one would come in the afternoon, so he went out to Nanshan Hill.
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