The lung meridian of hand Taiyin, Lung channel of hand taiyin, at this moment its vague concept became clear in the minds of many overseas acupuncturists.
Hans usually used the abbreviation for this meridian when he was studying it, but now, he feels that the abbreviation is not good, because its route and function seem to be included in the name.
Acute and chronic pharyngitis is often caused by heat pathogens burning up, hurting the yin and invading the lungs, and phlegm fire accumulating in the throat, etc. The throat belongs to the lung system, and the Yuji point is the Xing point of the Taiyin lung meridian of the hand. parts.
The so-called meridians pass, and the indications reach, here is the main point for treating the throat.
Since it was caused by heat evil, Zhou Jinyuan used the Toutian Cooling Needle method to prick the Yuji acupoint to let out the evil, naturally clear the lungs and relieve the throat, and the condition improved.
Burning Mountain Fire and Toutian Cooling Needling are also acupuncture techniques mastered by very few talents in China, and it is even considered that the true acupuncture techniques have been lost. What's more, Zhou Jinyuan's needle sensation is extremely strong, and few people can do it.
"Is this really... a meridian phenomenon?" Hans swallowed, and with the movement of his throat, his throat would only become more comfortable.
He actually had the answer in his heart, but it was hard to imagine that this phenomenon could be so obvious.
This kind of curative effect is better than he has ever experienced in Western medicine. The cool feeling spreads in the throat, as if his throat was cleaned in an instant, it is so refreshing!
"Sensing along the meridian, Qi reaches the sick place." Zhou Jinyuan explained, translated into a foreign language, he thinks these people should be able to understand, "The needle sensation is transmitted along the meridian, from the acupuncture point to the lesion, there is a needle sensation, which makes you faster. Relief, this is the role of acupuncture points and meridians. Different acupuncture points and different meridians can be combined to achieve this effect."
Many acupuncturists and therapists know Hans as a colleague, and their acupuncture association often holds activities. It is absolutely impossible for Hans to act with others, and there is no need to cooperate with them.
Even so, it is a bit unbelievable. Why is this meridian phenomenon so obvious as Hans described? Is it an exaggeration
"Why is the effect so fast?"
"Qi arrives quickly and works quickly, and Qi arrives late and does not cure. As I said, it has something to do with the technique. The faster the acupuncture sensation reaches the lesion, the better the effect."
Toutianliang and Shaoshanhuo, two methods of venting and tonifying, are the best to help them understand the qi of acupuncture points and meridians.
The scene was very lively for a while, and they didn't care about other things, they all wanted to experience this acupuncture method.
They even want to design experiments, at least to make a comparison, to see how much they affect the treatment effect.
In fact, Western experiments often fail to work, probably because of the technique and the lack of emphasis on the needle feel. But if the Huaxia doctor were to switch to the experiment, the result might be different.
"Class is over, and there will be classes later. I have been delayed for a while. There will be patients coming tomorrow, so I will continue to tell you about it." Zhou Jinyuan declined everyone who wanted to experience it.
Classes were over, but many acupuncturists who came for training did not want to leave, and suddenly became interested in research directions that had been neglected in the past. This stitch is definitely difficult to master, but it is so wonderful that it makes people want to explore.
Zhou Jinyuan's refusal made them wish for tomorrow's lesson. No, the lecturer of the next class is also from Huaxia, they can ask that teacher if he can use classical acupuncture!
The curiosity and interest they generated is what Zhou Jinyuan and many Chinese doctors want. As long as more people are interested, there will be large-scale research and a virtuous circle will be formed. Only in this way can it last in the long run.
"Oh my God, I suddenly remembered that I read a book that said that the author went to the East and had a classical acupuncture treatment, and the lesion would become hot. At that time, I thought it should be an accidental phenomenon, or some other technique... Thinking about it now, it should be the same technique as what we saw today, right?" A therapist said suddenly.
"Uh...Actually, the doctor in that book should be me." Zhou Jinyuan said awkwardly, "So, it is indeed the same acupuncture method."
Not only the same acupuncture method, but also the same person
The therapist burst out laughing, "Is it you?!"
Zhou Jinyuan's resume is very simple, because he is really young, and he didn't write down his achievement of "leading the development of Haizhou Third Hospital's baldness field".
Otherwise, the therapist might have recognized it long ago. After all, what James bragged about and caused a follow-up was to cure baldness...
Now that he was recognized, it was terrible, and the topic changed to how Zhou Jinyuan cured his baldness.
After all, studying medicine is also very easy to bald...
Everyone thought that Zhou Jinyuan was only good at acupuncture and Chinese herbal medicine was not their specialty, but since he had studied acupuncture, he had some understanding and contact. Some acupuncture and moxibustion organizations merged with Chinese herbal medicine.
Zhou Jinyuan had no choice but to promise everyone that he would open a baldness clinic for them tomorrow.
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After class, Zhou Jinyuan didn't go back to the hotel room, but greeted Zhao Yanyan and walked out. He had checked a long time ago, and there was a store for that gold pen in L City, so he planned to go there.
After searching the specific route on the spot, it didn't look too far away, so Zhou Jinyuan was about to walk there.
The pen shop is next to a large square in L City, which is considered a landmark building.
Zhou Jinyuan walked in that direction according to the map. When passing by the square, he heard a wonderful violin sound, probably a street performer. There are also many street performers along the road, but there are more people from the place where the sound of the violin is heard, because the music is melodious and melodious, and even has a sense of imagery, which makes people intoxicated and feel the vitality in the music.
Zhou Jinyuan couldn't help but be engrossed in listening. This kind of live performance has a performance that cannot be felt by audio or video. But soon he remembered that he still had something to do, so he didn't go up to appreciate it, but went to the store.
Who knows, it's only five o'clock in the afternoon, and the store has already closed for get off work.
Zhou Jinyuan was quite speechless, and he had no choice but to come here again tomorrow morning. He walked back with his pockets in his pocket, and simply went to listen to music again, so he didn't come in vain.
Zhou Jinyuan squeezed into the crowd, just at this time the violinist changed a piece of music, and the familiar melody sounded, it was "The Butterfly Lovers", which inspired him, a Chinese traveler, to look around on tiptoes, but from this angle he could only see his back.
The violinist turned his back to him. Although the weather was warm, he was wearing long sleeves, a hat and a mask, revealing a bit of white hair, but this man had a straight back, not like a white-haired old man. The owner of the gold pen.
The world is so big, it can't be such a coincidence...
Zhou Jinyuan was about to turn to look at the front, but the violinist suddenly stopped playing, and he fell to the ground, his originally straight back curled up and tensed, revealing a very painful expression.
The crowd suddenly became agitated, and some people started calling emergency services.
"Let me in, I'm a doctor." Zhou Jinyuan yelled, and the people around him avoided him. He rushed to the middle and turned the man over.
Although only frosty eyebrows and eyes were exposed, this was definitely the albino man he had seen at Haizhou Airport!
"It's you?" Zhou Jinyuan was surprised for a moment, and immediately touched his wrist, "Can you still talk? Do you have any medicine on you?"
"Don't call an ambulance... I have it. Painkillers..." The albino man gritted his teeth and said to Zhou Jinyuan, "I just... hurt..."
He didn't recognize Zhou Jinyuan at all, the pain prevented him from concentrating on thinking.
His white eyelashes drooped and his brows were tightly furrowed, making his thin body look more like a handful of snow and ice that would melt at any time.
"I see." Zhou Jinyuan rummaged around, but there was no medicine bottle on this person, and he might have forgotten to bring it. Zhou Jinyuan wanted to talk to him again, but he was too painful to speak.
Zhou Jinyuan held his pulse, but after the diagnosis, his complexion changed drastically. He immediately took out the needle, pushed his hand away, and put it on the liver area, "Is this where the pain is?"
…
Jin Chuoxian's consciousness was blurred by the pain, and he even forked out another thought, thinking that he shouldn't be so forgetful, or shouldn't overestimate his body.
After receiving Professor Mo's diagnosis and treatment in Haizhou, Jin Chuoxian did not answer calls from his company and friends for several days.
He wandered alone in Haizhou for a few days, and finally decided to come to country B. He stayed at the house of a friend he knew when he was composing the movie soundtrack, and sorted out his last work.
He took his medicine on time, went to the hospital occasionally, and would come out to play, trying to enjoy the last days of his life.
Because of the medicine prescribed by Professor Mo, I was free from pain. However, the medicine he had originally dispensed in China was recently used up, and one of the medicines was not sold in country B. He had to wait for the logistics and start using painkillers again.
It's a pity that the time for the painkiller to work is getting shorter and shorter. He forgot to bring the medicine when he went out today. He planned to go back earlier, but the pain arrived earlier than he thought. He shouldn't be so optimistic...
In this excruciating pain, he vaguely felt that his hand was being pulled away, and then someone was asking him a question. He could hear every word clearly, but he couldn't understand what it meant.
But soon, that person pressed his liver, and then he didn't know what to do, and the pain gradually weakened...
Only then did Jin Chuoxian see the scene in front of him clearly, and some people around him bent down and asked him if he was okay.
Jin Chuoxian still hadn't recovered. Others were speaking foreign languages, but the person around him said in his native language: "Be careful not to touch the needle."
Jin Chuoxian's reddish pupils finally came alive, and he saw this person's face clearly, and then he recognized it. This is the Taoist priest who left a deep impression on him at Haizhou Airport, "It's you... "
"It's me!" Zhou Jinyuan helped him sit up, "The last time you went to Haizhou to seek medical treatment? Liver cancer? You shouldn't have left Haizhou so soon, there are many good doctors in Haizhou! Otherwise, you Find me, don't dare to say anything else, at least it won't hurt like this!"
Seeing how this man stared at him, he became dazed, "hello?"
Jin Chuoxian said slowly: "Aren't you a Taoist priest..."
Zhou Jinyuan: "..."
Zhou Jinyuan: "Are you sure that's the only sentence?? I am a Taoist priest and a doctor."
By this time, Jin Chuoxian's pain had weakened to the point where he didn't feel much. He picked up the violin and politely thanked the passers-by for their concern, and the crowd dispersed.
At this moment, the mobile phone rang, and Jin Chuoxian picked it up and said a few words in a foreign language, and then said: "My friend is here to pick me up." He paused, and asked politely: "Doctor, can I ask you, How do you know what disease I have?"
He only remembered now that when he asked this question, he had obviously never told the other party about his illness.
Zhou Jinyuan hesitated for a moment, and said: "I can see the pulse, and, do you remember the words I tested for you last time? Yantongyan, the rock is sick, it is cancer..."
Jin Chuoxian was a little dazed. He left after they had spoken a few words last time. It turns out that one word has already predicted his fate, but why can't it be completely accurate. He obviously came to the southwest with hope, but he didn't meet the opportunity.
"By the way, do you know where there is a traditional Chinese medicine store? Find a place to give you a painkiller first-this needle must be kept." Zhou Jinyuan inserted a total of three needles across the painful area, but he did not have adhesive tape to fix the needles. The handle can only make the patient pay attention.
He doesn't look like this person has useful analgesics, but because his family has received some patients with advanced cancer, there are some very effective analgesic prescriptions that have been clinically used.
Jin Chuoxian came back to his senses and nodded immediately, instead of cautiously questioning his qualifications to prescribe medicine as Zhou Jinyuan thought.
This young man is both a Taoist priest and a doctor, and he is extremely accurate in measuring characters and diagnosing him. He, who is suffering from an incurable disease, can't help but think of various legendary characters. Then he joked in his heart that he was too whimsical.
At this time, a black car was parked by the side of the square, it was Jin Chuoxian's friend.
Zhou Jinyuan helped Jin Chuoxian get into the car, looked up and saw a blond foreigner sitting in the car, he was handsome no matter Westerners or Chinese people would admire, he was also looking over, and when he saw Zhou Jinyuan, he took some Confused, he sat up straight for a while, as if he was a little defensive.
Zhou Jinyuan took a look and felt very familiar. Relying on his excellent memory, he recalled it, as if... have you seen this person in the news? Isn't this the star in country B
He didn't expect that the friend mentioned by the albino man was an actor from country B. But he doesn't follow stars, so he saw it when he saw it, but he couldn't help but look at this person's hair a few more times. I heard that this part seems to be of great concern to the whole country
The other party was staring at Zhou Jinyuan, and asked his friend, "... who is he?"
"This doctor just helped me." Jin Chuoxian pointed to the needle on his body, "Arthur, please ask the driver to drive to the Chinese medicine store. I need to buy some medicine."
"Oh." Hearing that Zhou Jinyuan was a doctor from elsewhere, Arthur immediately relaxed a little, "Your face is pale now, you should go back and rest first, I'll ask someone to buy any medicine you want."
Jin Chuoxian looked at Zhou Jinyuan.
Zhou Jinyuan typed a bunch of medicines on his mobile phone. Jin Chuoxian glanced at them. Zhou Jinyuan's prescriptions were different from those prescribed by Professor Mo. They used Arrowhead, Borneol, Cinnabar, Red Euphorbia and other medicines. These pharmacies should There are.
Zhou Jinyuan thought he was wondering about the formula, "These are used to make ointment for external application. Your pain gets worse every night, so you can change the medicine every two days, and you can sleep peacefully."
"How do you know?" None of Jin Chuoxian's previous doctors said this without telling him. He glanced at Zhou Jinyuan and said in a low voice, "Did you also figure it out?"
Zhou Jinyuan: "...you don't need to figure it out, it's not obvious at first glance."
Jin Chuoxian silently gave the prescription to Arthur, and Arthur couldn't understand what they were saying, so he called immediately after getting the prescription, and asked someone to buy the medicine, and the car drove directly to his home.
Zhou Jinyuan's treatment has not been completed yet, he has to help Jin Chuoxian get needles and make medicines, so it seems that he can only go to Arthur's house.
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"I haven't asked for your name yet." Jin Chuoxian turned to look at Zhou Jinyuan and asked.
"Zhou Jinyuan—what about you?"
"My surname is Jin, Jin Chuoxian, this is my friend Arthur." Jin Chuoxian also introduced his friend by the way, and when he heard his name, Arthur raised his hand and greeted lazily.
When Zhou Jinyuan heard the name, it seemed familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that Jin Chuoxian was that low-key composer who didn't like to show his face. "Are you Jin Chuoxian?"
He began to recall that he didn't always pay attention to the news, so he wasn't sure if anyone had reported that Jin Chuoxian was sick. And in this way, it made sense for Arthur and Jin Chuexian to know each other. Although he was not familiar with the works that Arthur had filmed, Jin Chuoxian could be considered as a behind-the-scenes step into that line anyway.
Seeing that he knew him, Jin Chuoxian narrowed his eyes and said, "Please don't tell anyone about my condition."
"... I see." Zhou Jinyuan thought about it and asked, "So, are you treating in L City?"
The medical conditions in L City are very good, but it is not considered the most advanced place in the world for cancer research.
Jin Chuoxian said: "... yes."
Zhou Jinyuan asked: "What do you mean?"
He thought that Jin Chuoxian was unable to seek medical treatment in Haizhou, so he came abroad.
Jin Chuoxian looked at Zhou Jinyuan quietly, his red eyes couldn't tell what emotion it was, "Doctor, didn't you all see that I have cancer? I can only treat it conservatively and wait for it to end. It can end painlessly. , is already the greatest mercy of God.”
Zhou Jinyuan didn't agree very much when he heard the words, "I feel that there is a desire for life in the song you played in the square."
Jin Chuoxian was stunned, his white eyelashes flickered for a moment, and he laughed at himself after a while, saying: "... because I don't want to end it in my heart."
He was just helpless, a compromise, and despair after struggling, but every moment he was thinking, if he still had a future, if there was still a miracle... He had too many dreams and failed to fulfill them.
"Do you know? I may only have four months left. But if it is possible, I would like to stay in this world for one more day or one more month. Only when it is about to be lost, will I know how precious it is."
Jin Chuoxian smiled silently, fingering his instrument with mosuo.
"Since this is the case, you should fight for it! How long can you get it back from Lord Yan? I think you have not lost your righteousness and energy. It may not only be a few months!" Zhou Jinyuan said immediately.
Jin Chuoxian was a little surprised, "You are the first person to say that."
Zhou Jinyuan said: "I'm just telling the truth. Anyway, if I came to see you, I would advise you not to set a four-month goal."
He felt a strong desire to survive from Jin Chuoxian's music and what he said. It's not just because of Jin Chuoxian's music, it would be a pity for any life to die so early.
What's more, it's not the doctor's job to see the danger and not save it.
Since the righteousness has not been defeated and there is no dead end, if Zhou Jinyuan comes to see the doctor, no matter how difficult it is, he will do his best to prolong the patient's life. It's not that he and his father have never done things like this before. Cancer, and you can live with cancer.
Not like what Jin Chuoxian himself said, even if there is an extra day or a month, it is still good. No one knows what miracles will appear in the world in the next second, whether there will be any new drugs to treat cancer, life is hope.
Jin Chuoxian only felt that his heartbeat was a little faster. Zhou Jinyuan's diagnosis and calculation were mysterious and ingenious that he had never seen before. Moreover, Zhou Jinyuan had a very different temperament, the kind that seemed to jump on the table at any time to challenge Lord Hades. temperament.
But soon, he calmed down and asked, "Have you heard of Professor Mo Xiangting?"
Professor Mo? Of course I have. Zhou Jinyuan immediately said: "Professor Mo is a contemporary physician!"
Jin Chuoxian heard that he also admired Professor Mo so much. Although it was reasonable, he was still a little disappointed: "The last time I went to Haizhou, I went to see Professor Mo for medical treatment, and he gave me the same answer."
Zhou Jinyuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this answer.
Any doctor should have some concerns after hearing Professor Mo's diagnosis. But if Zhou Jinyuan was scared so easily, he wouldn't be able to practice the medical skills he is today.
Zhou's father had said to him that a doctor must have a brave heart and a brave heart when he comes to the clinic!
So Zhou Jinyuan quickly said, "The most brilliant doctor may not be the one that suits you. As a Taoist doctor, I think you are not only upright, but also have a destiny with me."
He fumbled in his pocket and took out something.
Jin Chuoxian took a closer look and saw that it was his lost pen.
Zhou Jinyuan: "If you want to try it, come back to Haizhou with me. Don't forget, the profit is in the southwest!"
Jin Chuoxian's heart skipped a beat. Looking at Zhou Jinyuan, there was still him in the southwest...