The old Chinese doctor said, "Why is your blood overflowing from your nose? This involves another term, 'mutual insult.' The liver and gallbladder are wood, which is subdued by metal. The lung is metal. In the past, the liver was subdued by the lung, but when the liver is angry, the lung can no longer suppress it. Not only can it not suppress it, but it also has to bear the counterattack of its anger. Instead, it is humiliated by it. The lung is connected to the nose. After being counterattacked by the liver's anger, and the spleen's ability to control blood is reduced, the blood vessels in the nose can no longer control the blood under the impact of the anger. Therefore, the blood flows out of the nose along with the anger. "
When Yang Ping and the other western doctors heard this, even though they had always been disapproving of traditional Chinese medicine, they couldn't help but nod and praise. It had to be said that the thousands of years of medical philosophy and experience of the motherland were very reasonable. However, it was only reasonable. Could it solve Song Chaoyang's problem from the root?
Li Rui also secretly thought that the old Chinese doctor's ability to talk about the theory and the cause of the illness was undoubtedly very good. However, after talking for so long, could he give a good medicine that could cure Song Chaoyang's illness?
Song Chaoyang didn't think as much as Yang Ping, Li Rui, and the others. He was already intoxicated by the old Chinese doctor's words. His face was full of surprise, and he had already forgotten what he was here for. He praised, "It makes sense! Old man, I have never seen such an excellent Chinese doctor like you. You found the cause of my illness just by feeling my pulse. Tsk, tsk, you are really amazing. I did so many tests just now, but I still couldn't find the cause. "
Yang Ping and the other western doctors were very embarrassed. They were not afraid of not knowing the good, but they were afraid of comparing the good. Take the current situation for example. Song Chaoyang checked this and that for a long time, but he couldn't find anything. Not only did he waste a lot of time, but he also had his blood drawn and was exposed to radiation. In the end, it was better to let the old Chinese doctor feel the pulse. Although this didn't prove that traditional Chinese medicine was better than western medicine, it was very embarrassing. Alas, if she had known, she wouldn't have brought Song Chaoyang to see a Chinese doctor. Wasn't this asking for humiliation?
The old Chinese doctor was praised by Song Chaoyang, but he wasn't arrogant. He said, "Chinese medicine has its benefits, and Western medicine has its benefits. You can't beat anyone with a stick. Song Shuji, you checked a lot of subjects just now. Although you didn't find any problems, at least you know that you don't have any major problems. Aren't you relieved now? So, Western medicine has its benefits too. "
Song Chaoyang nodded repeatedly, thinking that not only was this old man's medical skills brilliant, but he was also very broad-minded. While inheriting the legacy of traditional Chinese medicine, he did not completely reject Western medicine. He understood the principle of combining Chinese and Western medicine, and was able to keep up with the times.
The old Chinese doctor asked, "Song Shuji, were you angry a while ago?"
Song Chaoyang recalled that when he was investigating the City's Academy of Music and Arts yesterday, he was angry with the original director, Xu Shenghua. He nodded again and said, "Yes, I was angry yesterday. I wanted to vent my anger, but I held it in … Maybe I vented a little, but not all of it. I kept it in my heart."
The old Chinese doctor smiled strangely after hearing that. He shook his head and said, "It's not the anger from yesterday. No, at least not completely."
Song Chaoyang's expression changed slightly. He said, "It's not the anger from yesterday? Then when was it? "After he said that, he frowned and pondered.
The old Chinese doctor said, "When I was checking your pulse, I felt that the Qi in your liver was strong. This means that the anger in your liver has been building up for a long time. It's heavy and intense, and it's definitely not something that happened in a day. Think about it carefully. Have you ever been angry before? "
When he said that, not only did Song Chaoyang suddenly understand, even Li Rui thought of it. Not long ago, Song Chaoyang and Sun Shuqin had a battle of the century. At that time, both of them lost their temper. It was also at that time that Song Chaoyang couldn't vent his anger and accumulated it in his body, which eventually led to the nosebleed. Although Song Chaoyang was very angry yesterday, it was obviously not comparable to the battle between husband and wife.
After confirming the source of the anger, Song Chaoyang and Li Rui admired the old Chinese doctor even more. It was already amazing that he could find the cause of the illness, but he could also predict the time when the anger was building up by checking the pulse. This was amazing. It was like a legend, completely unbelievable.
Song Chaoyang was full of admiration for the old Chinese doctor. He said, "Yes, I lost my temper not long ago. If you didn't remind me, I would have forgotten about it. I didn't expect the anger from that time to last until now. On the contrary, I don't think so. "
The old Chinese doctor slowly nodded and said, "That's it. The attribute of spring is wood, and all living things grow. The liver also belongs to wood. When the Qi in the liver rises, it's easy to lose your temper. You already have Qi in your body, and because of yesterday's incident, it naturally triggered the anger in your liver. You must remember not to get angry. Otherwise, this nosebleed may become a chronic illness. When that happens, it won't be easy to treat. "
Song Chaoyang asked curiously, "Nosebleed? My illness is called a nosebleed? "
The old Chinese doctor said, "Yes, in Chinese medicine, it's called a nosebleed. This kind of illness is considered a small illness, but if it becomes a chronic illness, it will be troublesome. Emperor Taiji of the Qing Dynasty died from a nosebleed. However, the cause of his nosebleed is different from yours. Nosebleed is just a general term, and there are many causes. "
Song Chaoyang asked nervously, "Then is my illness serious?"
The old Chinese doctor shook his head and said, "If you don't have similar nosebleeds in the past, it won't be serious if it happens occasionally. I'll prescribe you some medicine. You'll be fine after drinking it. "
Song Chaoyang was very happy and thanked him repeatedly.
The old Chinese doctor said a few words of courtesy to him, then operated the computer and selected the medicine. After a long time, he wrote a prescription and handed it to Song Chaoyang, asking him to pay the fee first and then go to the pharmacy to get the medicine.
Li Rui was naturally duty-bound to do this. He took the prescription from the shop owner and the medical card that Song Chaoyang had just gotten from Yang Ping. He went downstairs to pay the fee and get the medicine. As for Song Chaoyang, he was very interested in his illness and stayed to discuss it with the old Chinese doctor, asking about how to avoid it and how to take care of it.
After getting the medicine, Li Rui came back to find Song Chaoyang. The master and servant thanked Yang Ping and the others and took the first car back to Qingyang Hotel.
On the way, Song Chaoyang asked casually, "How many packets of medicine are there?" Li Rui said, "Ten packets in total. Each packet is decocted three times, divided into two portions, morning and evening before meals." Song Chaoyang was speechless and laughed, "So much?" His face was full of fear and bitterness.
He couldn't be blamed for being afraid. As long as one was a normal person, they wouldn't like the taste of Chinese medicine soup.
Li Rui smiled and said, "There's no other way. If you want to treat your illness, you can only drink more medicine." Song Chaoyang frowned. Thinking about the ten days of suffering in the future, he felt as if his throat was going to be blocked.
When they arrived at Qingyang Hotel, it was already time for lunch. The two called Lao Zhou and went to the restaurant to have lunch. After that, Song Chaoyang went back to his room to rest. Li Rui took the medicine to the deputy general manager, Li Xiao Yue, and told her about the decoction.
Li Xiao Yue listened and said, "Don't worry. I'll find an experienced master to decoction. I'll also send someone to remind Song Shuji to drink the medicine every day. I guarantee there won't be any problems." Li Rui asked, "The medicine in the morning is easy. You can send it to Song Shuji before breakfast. But what about the meal at night? Do you want Song Shuji to come back every night to drink it before dinner?" Li Xiao Yue said, "There's no need for that. I'll send someone to send it to the Municipal Party Committee. You can just receive it there." Li Rui thought for a while and said, "It doesn't look good to have someone send the medicine. Let me ask Song Shuji first."
If Song Chaoyang was working in Qingyang Hotel, Li Xiao Yue could get someone to send the medicine there. It was only a few steps away, so it wasn't a big deal. She didn't have to worry about outsiders finding out. But if he was working in the Municipal Party Committee, it wouldn't be good if the hotel sent someone to deliver the medicine to the Municipal Party Committee. People would think that Song Chaoyang, the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, was acting like an official and acting like a tyrant.
Li Rui then called the secretary-general, Du Minsheng, to report to him about Song Chaoyang's treatment. Du Minsheng was relieved when he heard that Song Chaoyang only had a nosebleed and it wasn't a big problem.
After the call, Li Rui had nothing else to do. He thought that his boss would at least need to rest for one or two hours. If he considered the fact that Song Chaoyang was bleeding just now, he might sleep even longer. Li Rui estimated that he would have to wait for a while. Since that was the case, he decided to go to Jie Yu's place to kill some time. Thinking of this, he walked towards the main building.
"Knock, knock, knock … knock, knock!"
After three long knocks and two short knocks, there was no sound from inside. Li Rui frowned and reached out to push the door, but it didn't move.
"Huh? Jie Yu isn't here? "
Li Rui looked around the corridor. Seeing that no one was passing by, he boldly stood in front of her office door without moving. He took out his phone and called Dong Jieyu to ask.
The call went through quickly. Dong Jieyu said, "What is it?" Li Rui whispered, "I said I'd look for you at noon. Why aren't you in the office?" Dong Jieyu said, "I'm eating in the restaurant upstairs." Li Rui asked, "When will you finish eating?" Dong Jieyu said, "Immediately." Li Rui said, "Okay, I'll wait for you." Dong Jieyu didn't ask why he was looking for him and hung up.
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