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

"Professor Xiang, where is your father? Let me check his condition first."

Shen Zhiwei thought that this trip was mainly for medical treatment, followed by food, and the principal's good food would have to wait a while to be delivered, so it's better to see the patient first.

"Walking in the garden, I'll ask him to come over now." Professor Xiang immediately went to his father.

A few minutes later, an old man in his 70s and [-]s was brought over by Professor Xiang.

The old man looked in a bad mood.

"Dad, this is Shen Zhiwei, she came here specially to treat your stomach problems."

Xiang Lin casually looked at the pretty girl in front of him, "You are Shen Zhiwei."

Soft tone.

He had read reports about Shen Zhiwei in the newspaper, and when his son came back from get off work in the morning, he also introduced Shen Zhiwei's glorious deeds to him, especially the miraculous Chinese medicine skills.

But he does not believe that Chinese medicine can cure stomach tumors.

He is an expert in cardiovascular surgery with a background in Western medicine. He studied abroad when he was young, and firmly believes that only surgery can cure his stomach disease.

Moreover, from the perspective of Western medicine, a doctor who has not graduated from college and has three or five years of clinical practice is not qualified to practice medicine.

This Shen Zhiwei is just a freshman, how many academic qualifications does he have?

Therefore, he felt a little ashamed that his son invited Shen Zhiwei, a student, to see a doctor for him with great fanfare.

Shen Zhiwei noticed that the old man didn't trust him, but he didn't care too much. Doubts were inevitable when he became famous at a young age.

Today the principal and school leaders are both here, so it's suitable to show their hands and rule against dissatisfaction.

"Well, Grandpa Xiang, please sit down, I'll take your pulse and check your tongue first."

Shen Zhiwei sat down at an empty stone table first.

With so many people present, Xiang Lin had no choice but to cooperate.

The pulse is deep and thready, and the fur is thin and greasy.

Not only spleen and stomach deficiency and cold, but also severe qi stagnation.

Discomfort, irritability.

"Spleen-stomach deficiency, liver-stomach disharmony." After Shen Zhiwei made the diagnosis, he asked him, "Grandpa Xiang, do you already have a stomachache now? It's a dull pain."

Xiang Lin hummed, noncommittal.

Shen Zhiwei said: "After another 5 minutes, the pain should intensify."

"How is it possible?" Xiang Lin didn't believe it.

The principal and other school leaders, professors, and family members who were watching were not too convinced.

Can disease progression be predicted?

"If you don't believe me, wait 5 minutes and check again." Shen Zhiwei raised his wrist to look at his watch with a calm expression.

The onlookers also looked at their watches unconsciously.

5 minutes is not long, and it will be confirmed soon.

Xiang Lin was momentarily out of breath.

What do you think of this girl... nagging.

Haven't eaten anything yet.

Usually at this time he just stings, and it doesn't turn into severe pain.

However, soon, he felt the pain in his stomach became more and more obvious, and even his ribs hurt. The pain made him bend down to cover his abdomen, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Professor Xiang and his wife were shocked.

"Stomach pain is serious." Xiang Lin said with a painful expression, "Get me the painkiller quickly."

Professor Xiang immediately ran upstairs to get the medicine, while his wife asked Shen Zhiwei anxiously.

"Student Shen Zhiwei, can you help him heal now?"

"The old man had already taken the medicine once when he had a stomachache at three o'clock in the afternoon, and it's only six o'clock now. If he takes the medicine again, the side effects may worsen."

"Grandpa Xiang, do you want to try acupuncture for pain relief?" Shen Zhiwei asked while taking out the acupuncture pack from his bag.

"Then give it a try." Shen Zhiwei calculated that Xiang Lin's pain would intensify after 5 minutes, and he had an inexplicable change in his heart towards her.

Why are you so magical?

Shen Zhiwei injected needles at his Xingjian, Qimen, Zhongwan, and Zusanli points.

As soon as the needle was given, the pain stopped.

"Dad, here's the medicine." Professor Xiang returned in a hurry, but seeing that his father had already received acupuncture treatment, Chi asked, "Dad, do you still need to take the painkillers?"

"Don't eat, it doesn't hurt anymore." Xiang Lin quickly waved his hands, "It doesn't hurt now."

"Student Shen Zhiwei, your acupuncture skills are superb!"

The old man looked at Shen Zhiwei with respect.

"It's just that I don't understand, how do you calculate that my stomach pain will intensify after 5 minutes?"