The tough life of a beautiful educated young girl from the 1970s who married a rough man

"Okay, please come with me."

Uncle Zhang took Shen Zhiwei and his party outside a main room in the second entrance courtyard with the mentality of giving it a try, and said softly: "My old lady coughed all morning and fell asleep at noon. She probably wakes up and coughs again later." .”

Shen Zhiwei glanced in through the window, and saw a white-haired old lady lying on an ancient pear bed, resting with her eyes closed, her face was pale, but her hair was combed neatly.

"What medicine did the old lady take before?" Shen Zhiwei asked.

Uncle Zhang sighed and said, "I have taken all kinds of medicine, and I have invited famous Chinese medicine experts all over the place. Some say it is cold, some say it is heat, and some say it is cold with fire. The prescriptions are different, and they always don't work. .”

"Later, I was persuaded to go to the city hospital to hang anti-inflammatory water. After hanging up for seven or eight days, the cough became worse, so I had to take it back to recuperate."

Really worried about his old son.

It is quite strenuous for an old man in his 60s to take care of his 80-year-old mother, so he wants to go to Haicheng as soon as possible to join his son and grandson.

Shen Zhiwei frowned and asked, "Is there phlegm but no phlegm? Is it white phlegm or yellow phlegm?"

Uncle Zhang said, "Before, there was phlegm, and there was yellow in the white. After applying anti-inflammatory water, there was no phlegm. It was coughing and wheezing."

"I coughed during the day, and it didn't stop at night, and the cough was even worse."

"I can't even eat anymore."

Uncle Zhang was thinking about whether to prepare for the old lady's funeral as soon as possible today.

Shen Zhiwei asked again, "Are you constipated?"

"It's not."

Hearing Shen Zhiwei's question, Uncle Zhang felt that the girl seemed to be an expert, and he had some confidence in her, "Doctor Shen, can you cure this disease?"

Even Shen Bai and his wife felt that their daughter looked like a famous doctor after listening to their questions and answers.

The couple secretly guessed, this child, who is self-taught and has a high IQ, has inherited the genes of the Shen family or the Yang family?

Shen Zhiwei pondered for a while, and said slowly, "This is the wrong prescription at the beginning, and then the water was hung, the internal dampness stagnated, and there was still phlegm, which was blocked in the lungs, so I was panting."

"At the beginning, it was a real disease, but after a long illness, it became a deficiency disease. I won't prescribe medicine for her, let's treat her with moxibustion."

"Uncle Zhang, do you have moxa at home?"

Uncle Zhang shook his head, "No."

"Some doctors say moxibustion will aggravate the condition."

Shen Zhiwei said with certainty, "Uncle Zhang, I'm [-]% sure that I can cure the old lady. Would you like me to try it? In short, it can at least alleviate her condition."

She conservatively said that she was [-]% sure, and the remaining [-]% ​​was prepared to surprise patients and their families.

A little bit of anticipation and surprise, will be more grateful.

"Then ask Dr. Shen to give it a try." Uncle Zhang made a decision.

At this time, the old lady in the room woke up and started to cough violently. She could cough dozens of times in a minute, and she was also panting badly.

Uncle Zhang immediately opened the door and went in, and said anxiously, "Mother, you are awake, I have invited a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine for you."

The old lady said, "Chinese medicine is good... I will see Chinese medicine. I won't hang water anymore. The needles made my hands swollen..."

Coughing hard, but speaking clearly.

"The doctor is this girl." Uncle Zhang introduced Shen Zhiwei, "It is said that it is a medical skill passed down in the family, and the cure is not as good as that of a veteran cadre."

Seeing that Shen Zhiwei was so young and beautiful, the old lady coughed even worse, and even thumped her son, "Third...you...are you confused...you found such a girl to fool me, do you wish I could leave? Come on, you bastard..."

Yang Qi wanted to ask Shen Zhiwei to come back, she opened her mouth, but held back.

Shen Zhiwei didn't mind either, sitting on the edge of the bed and holding the old lady's left hand, with her thumbnail lightly pressed the Shaoshang point at the end of her lung meridian, and said with a gentle smile:

"Old lady, don't worry about getting angry, I can really cure you."

"You...you little girl..." Before finishing speaking, the old lady suddenly felt short of breath, and her cough stopped.

"Then please help me treat it right now."

Hearing this, even Uncle Zhang was shocked by his wife's sudden change of mood.