Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

Li Shizhen nodded, and followed Bian Que into the palace of the Crown Prince of Guo State. The Crown Prince was lying on the bed at the moment, his face was pale, without the slightest trace of blood, and his breathing was thin, even his pulse was intermittent. Maybe the prince has been buried by now.

Bian Que walked to the prince's bed, stretched out his hand to feel for the prince's pulse, then took out the acupuncture needles from his bag, found some acupuncture points on the prince's body, and then talked to Lin Yi while piercing the needles.

"Look, this acupuncture needle must be held like this, and then inserted."

As Bian Que said, Lin Yi nodded and wrote down one by one. Bian Que had to use up all his attention, so he didn't talk to Lin Yi. Lin Yi and Li Shizhen stood aside, looking at Bian Que.

Sweat dripped from Bian Que's forehead, Lin Yi walked over and wiped the sweat off Bian Que's forehead with a dry cloth.

After getting the needles, the prince's face gradually turned rosy. Li Shizhen wrote down all the acupuncture points of Bian Que, and then gesticulated on himself.

The Chinese medicine doctor in front of the TV also watched eagerly, and subconsciously wrote down these acupoints.

There is no acupuncture and moxibustion treatment for cadaver Jue in the current classics, only some relatively simple decoctions. As for the more complicated Qi Jue and Blood Jue, even the prescriptions are somewhat incomplete.

In the Huaxia Cultural Research Institute, a few old Chinese doctors memorized the acupuncture points, and said with light in their eyes: "This is really miraculous. This method may still be useful for cadaveric illness."

"Indeed, indeed, these acupoints may really be useful!"

"I just don't know what the matching soup is. Alas, Dian Zang is a TV after all. Maybe even Lin Yi doesn't know this recipe."

Several old Chinese doctors looked at each other, and there was some disappointment in their eyes. Some parts of Chinese medicine were lost, including prescriptions for various diseases. The loss of those prescriptions is definitely a pity for the entire Chinese medicine community.

"Maybe, but if this is really Lin Yi's restoration." The old Chinese doctors looked at each other. These prescriptions were not made up by Lin Yi himself. If they were really effective, they might be from some ancient books. found.

If these are really useful clinically, Lin Yi will definitely be a great contributor in the field of Chinese medicine.

Several people held back the surge of emotion in their hearts, and they didn't dare to say any more. After all, this was just an idea. If they thought too well but didn't realize it, they would definitely feel very unhappy in their hearts.

In the picture, Bian Que was sweating profusely and finally pricked all the acupuncture needles. After waiting for a while, he melted the pills with water, and then someone fed them into the prince's mouth, and then pulled out the acupuncture needles.

Before Bian Que rested, the prince suddenly foamed at the mouth, convulsed and struggled on the bed, the palace people were overjoyed to see the prince's face gradually turning rosy, and many people went to inform King Guo, but few stayed in the palace .

At this time, no one could react. Bian Que rushed to the prince immediately, and stuffed his wrist into the prince's mouth to prevent the prince from biting his tongue. He reached for the acupuncture needle with the other hand, but because the prince He bit too hard, sweated profusely, and his other hand was weak, knocking the acupuncture bag to the ground.

This scene came so suddenly that no one could react.

When the audience and Lin Yi and the others reacted, they saw that Bian Que's wrist was bleeding profusely. The prince's teeth were deeply embedded in Bian Que's wrist, and the blood flowed into his mouth and flowed down Bian Que's arm. He stayed, but Bian Que just frowned slightly, and picked up the acupuncture needles on the ground with his other hand.

Seeing this scene, the audience in front of the TV were stunned. In their hearts, Chinese medicine will always be like an old man who is exercising in the park. The treatment process should be very peaceful, and there will be no bleeding at all.

But seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

The word medical ethics did not originate from Western medicine, nor did the word Miaoshourenxin praise Western medicine at first. Chinese medicine, as a local medicine in China for thousands of years, is not weaker than Western medicine in terms of curing diseases and saving lives.

In ancient times, there were all kinds of dangerous and intractable diseases, and there were also epidemics, and there were people who fought against the king of Hades for their lives, but it was not until the introduction of Western medicine that no one died.

In the 5000 years of China, countless Chinese medicine doctors have never lost to Western medicine in the fight against death, and they have even been fighting death longer than Western medicine.

Western medicine pays attention to killing, Chinese medicine pays attention to harmony, and pays attention to health care starting from daily life, but this does not mean that Chinese medicine is all about health preservation.

Many viewers stood up in front of the TV unconsciously.

Because they knew that the person in front of him who put his hand into the patient's mouth without hesitation to prevent the patient from biting him was not a medical ancestor, not a famous Chinese medicine doctor, but the most ordinary doctor, Bian Que.

At this moment, everyone thought of what Xiong Zongli said, whether it is Western medicine or Chinese medicine, as long as it can cure the disease and save people, I am willing to believe it.

Although all doctors are divided into sects and have their own theories, the most important thing for them is to save people.

"Salute, they saved us 5000 years."

"For 5000 years, they have coexisted with our culture and saved countless people. They may not be recognized by modern science, but Chinese medicine will always be the truth of our Chinese nation."

"Hats off to all who have served this great cause."

"Hats off to all who have served this great cause."

"Hats off to all who have served this great cause."

Countless people posted this passage on the barrage.

Countless viewers were unconsciously moved by Bian Que's spirit of healing and saving lives on the TV screen.

In the picture, Lin Yi and Li Shizhen rushed to Bian Que, helped him pick up the acupuncture needles, and followed Bian Que's instructions to give the crown prince the needles. The crown prince quickly let go of his hand and fell slowly on the bed.

Ji Dong asked someone to bring a white cloth, cleaned Bian Que's wrist, and bandaged it up.

Bian Que let Ji Dong handle his wrist, and put his other hand on the Prince's pulse.

"Very good, the pulse condition is stable, just take a good rest in the past few days."

Bian Que said, the palace people next to him quickly nodded and took notes, Bian Que prescribed another prescription and asked people to decoct the medicine, and then took Lin Yi and Li Shizhen away.

Lin Yi held the medicine box, looked at Bian Que respectfully, and said, "Sir, you were too risky just now."

Bian Que looked at Lin Yi, and then at Li Shizhen. Li Shizhen also stroked his beard and said, "Even the cloth next to it is better than your wrist. The wrist is the key to the concentration of essence and blood. If you damage it , isn’t it bad.”

Bian Que looked at the two of them with a smile, and said, "It's our duty as a doctor to save lives. What's the point of taking risks?"