Peerless Sealer

Chapter 37 Sparrow pecking moxibustion
"Mr. Yuan, please take a look at this place." The director of the neurology department pointed to the brain CT film hanging on the wall lamp.

Qin Tian also stretched his neck to look over and nodded. The scene on the film was exactly the same as the scene he saw that day. There was a small bruise on the back of Teacher Qi's head, which was long and big.

"Well," Yuan Dongzhen pondered for a moment, "Why is this embolus so big? Has the patient regained consciousness after being sent here? How is the communication with the family going?"

"I haven't woken up, and my family has not been contacted. The patient is a teacher of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. The school gave us a lot of authority, but such a large embolus happened to be stuck between the cerebellum and the pons. The spinal cord is three inches below. We really don’t dare to do this surgery.”

Yuan Dongzhen looked at him and joked, "So let me, an old guy, take the responsibility?"

"What are you talking about? You are obviously asking you to help us palm the eyes. Let me see, if there is no operation, can acupuncture be used to heal it?"

"Well," Yuan Dongzhen stepped forward, stretched out two fingers to compare the size of the embolus, "it's not a big problem."

"Really!" The head of the neurology department immediately became happy, "Then, what do we need to prepare?"

"Extra large moxa sticks, prepare three!" Yuan Dongzhen rolled up his sleeves and led Qin Tian into this ward. The door was just pushed open by Qin Tian, ​​but no one entered. He turned around curiously. From behind, the people from the City No. [-] Hospital stopped, "All of us are here, you don't need to come in, just wait outside the door!"

"Yes, yes, we are waiting, waiting!" The director of the neurology department led a group of people and stopped outside the door, repeatedly saying.

The door was closed with a "bang", and the corner of Yuan Dongzhen's mouth raised slightly, "It's too much to invite a real person, and also to ask for a scripture!"

Qin Tian handed him the tray containing moxa sticks, "Master Yuan, let's start~"

"No rush, how about your memory of acupoints?" Yuan Dongzhen asked cheerfully.

"The twelve regular meridians and the eight odd meridians are almost remembered, and some of the odd acupoints and Ashi acupoints are not so good." Qin Tian recalled it for a while, and replied cautiously, with a bad premonition in his heart.

"Not bad, the location of Fengfu, recite it to me."

"Fengfu, which belongs to the Governor Vessel, is one inch straight above the posterior hairline, also known as Tonguben Point and Guizhen Point."

Yuan Dongzhen was even more satisfied, "Do you know what acupuncture points are?"

Qin Tian couldn't help being stunned, "Acupoint meaning? What do you mean?"

"Wind, the wind that blows in the blood, the mansion, the mansion. The yang energy of the sky comes from the Yamen point. When it comes here, it dissipates heat and absorbs moisture and converts it into the air that runs across the brain. That's why this place is called Fengfu. Only then can it become the main acupuncture point for treating cerebral thrombosis, which is commonly known as stroke in Chinese medicine.”

"Feng, Yingwei Erqi, evil, and dampness, aren't these the names in Chinese medicine? Are there really such things?"

Yuan Dongzhen nodded his eyes, "Heaven bestows a pair of precious eyes, why can't you see them clearly, what a waste! Moxa sticks, click on it, watch it!"

Qin Tian obediently lit one, feeling that he was almost a god in the smog.

"Help him up and sit halfway."

Yuan Dongzhen's eyes lit up with golden brilliance, and the right hand holding the moxa stick approached the back of Teacher Qi's head steadily, "Fengfu point, sparrow peck moxibustion."

After speaking, he lightly moved his wrist, and the moxa stick swayed up and down, rising every time it was 1.5 centimeters close to Fengfu, and moving down every 3 centimeters, the movements were steady, and the curling green smoke fluttered smoothly.

White smoke rose from the back of Teacher Qi's head, and black blood dripped from his nose.

"A master of burning fire is like a rolling heat wave, a blood clot is untied like a gurgling stream, a bird pecks for moxibustion, and finding the right place is the best way to treat stroke and cold-evil-dampness paralysis. Do you see clearly?"

Qin Tian nodded in a daze, and replied subconsciously: "Yes, I understand."

"Okay, come on!"

"Um, huh???"

"Ah, what, you think I brought you in to watch the show? Come and try!"

Yuan Dongzhen put the moxa sticks on the tray, took over Qin Tian's movements, and supported Teacher Qi, who was slanted and unconscious, "Quick, try it."

Qin Tian picked up the burning moxa stick, "Here, the person is still awake, isn't it?"

"You heard it just now. The embolus is between the pons and the cerebellum. Not far below is the spinal cord. If you don't know it, be careful. I'll take care of it and watch it with clear eyes. It's crazy!"

Qin Tian took a deep breath and let it out slowly, looking at the back of Teacher Qi's head with firm eyes, his back warmed up, his eyes cooled down, and his eyes were open.

Under Xu's eyes, teacher Qi's head had a dim red glow, and in the faint blood color, a black blood clot like an ink stick stood out very clearly.

Qin Tian reached up with his left hand and touched the Fengfu acupoint, imitating Yuan Dongzhen's posture, moving the moxa stick up and down.

"That's right, pay attention to the speed, pay attention to the angle, moxibustion on the center and lower half, the upper half will naturally dissolve with the release of the blood clot below, don't shake your hands, don't close your eyes for a long time, it's very simple."

The corner of Qin Tian's mouth was lightly raised, watching the embolism gradually become smaller under his operation, he felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

The moxa stick, like a bird nodding, releases an endless wave of heat, like a craftsman's hammer, knocking off the layers of black blood clot one by one.

The black blood dripping from Teacher Qi's nose gradually decreased, and when the moxa stick was half burnt, only blood-colored clear water flowed out.

"Okay!" After Yuan Dongzhen stopped, he probed to look at the back of Teacher Qi's head, "Okay, you can feel the wind." He put Teacher Qi down, and pointed to the liquid dripping from Teacher Qi's nose.

According to Qin Tian's words, he stretched out his index finger and middle finger and swayed it under Teacher Qi's nose twice, and said miraculously, "It feels like a breeze is blowing, but it looks very cold."

"That's natural. The blood clots block the meridians, the wind evil has been in the back of the head for a long time, and it's normal to turn wet and cold! Okay, let's go back then." Yuan Dongzhen flicked his sleeves and said calmly.

"Okay!" Qin Tian responded, and walked out with him.

Seeing the two of them come out, the director of the neurology department greeted him nervously, "Master Yuan, how is it?"

Yuan Dongzhen curled his lips, but his face was full of arrogance, "I'm all here, what else can I do? Naturally, I've done it in one step. This time, I've given you some face, Old Li. I'll borrow your argon-helium knife next time." Don't hold back any more!"

"That's, that's, didn't I happen to be away that time, or should I send it to you immediately!"

"Well, that's it, let's go."

"Old Yuan, let's go, let's go!"

Qin Tian was at the end, and turned around to look at Teacher Qi who was lying pale and dry. In order to make me stand still, I had to put myself in the hospital. You are a sage who has made unlimited contributions, so I have to send you a "hehe".

After returning to the site, Yuan Dongzhen asked, "Hey, why are you here?"

Qin Tian rubbed his head, "Didn't you ask me to participate in the traditional Chinese medicine competition in a month? Should I hurry up and learn from you? Is there any secret book for three-day crash course and one-week proficiency for me to improve? "

Yuan Dongzhen's white eyebrows swayed in the wind, "I really have a copy here, just wait and I'll find it for you!"

After finishing speaking, he reached out and tapped the silver-white wall, and opened a door with excellent concealment. Several rows of bookshelves behind the door were full of books.

After groping for a while, Yuan Dongzhen came out with an old book that was so dusty that the writing on the cover could hardly be read, "Here, what you want is a three-day quick course, "The Hundred Solutions of Acupuncture and Moxibustion."

Qin Tian took it over and was almost choked to death by the flying dust, "Is it really appropriate for you to deal with such a high-end medical book?"

"Hey, my old man is useless anyway, what else can I do? Without it, I'm going to turn off the lights and go to sleep!"

"Yes, but there are still~" Qin Tian felt a little nervous when he said this.

"If you have something to say, are you acting like a baby with my old man?!" Yuan Dongzhen wondered.

"A few days ago, I already reached the third level, do I need to update my certificate?"

"I mean," Yuan Dongzhen chuckled, "Will you raise your salary? Come with me."

Yuan Dongzhen led Qin Tian out of Tianzihao, and into the Dizihao next door.

"But you, boy, are improving very quickly. You are almost catching up with Ji Yun. He is just about to reach the fourth level. Are there so many monsters and monsters in Shijiazhuang? I don't even know."

Qin Tian nodded sarcastically, "Luck, luck."

Looking forward, a huge bed with a sense of technology appeared in front of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)