In the morning, after breakfast, Fang Han swayed on the old man's lounge chair in the yard, drowsy and drowsy.

Fang Han likes this feeling very much. The sunshine in early November is also very gentle. It is warm when it is sunny on people. It does not feel hot or cold.

The rocking chair swayed, like in the arms of a mother, and suddenly returned to infancy, worry-free and worry-free.

Generally speaking, if he doesn't see a doctor, Fang Han likes to read books, if he doesn't read books, he goes to his circle of friends to like it. If he doesn't like it, he likes to lie down quietly.

Fang Han is not a person who likes exercise very much. Although as a doctor, he is very clear about the benefits of exercise, not liking and being clear are completely different concepts.

Fortunately, the considerate system allowed Dr. Fang to draw a Baguazhang master, and it was still the kind that could not lose its level. Even though Dr. Fang never practiced boxing much, Baguazhang was still proficient and his body remained at its peak. This is a very pleasant system.

Fang Han likes the most is the system. When he is diligent, he can add skill points and save worship points, but if he is lazy, his skills will not be unfamiliar.

"Son, what should I eat for lunch?"

Ms. Tian Ling walked downstairs with a step, dressed very young and fashionable. At first glance, she looked at her at most in her early thirties. If it weren't for the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, she would have looked like she was in her early thirties when she looked closely.

"I like to eat what Sister Tian makes." Fang Han still answered in a panacea style.

"Okay, I'll make your favorite food at noon today." Ms. Tian Ling happily pulled her small cart out.

Fang Han continued to lie on the rocking chair, shaking and shaking.

"Xiaohan!"

Just as Fang Han was drowsy, the old man's voice came.

There are many patients in the clinic this time, and there have been constant waves since the morning. In fact, since the last time of the Changqing Clinic, there have been more patients in the Fangjia Clinic, and Changqing Clinic has moved to the place half a month ago.

In fact, Fang Han didn't mind opening an extra traditional Chinese medicine clinic in Penghua Village, but He Haijie was embarrassed to continue opening a clinic in Penghua Village.

It is obviously not a clear choice to open the clinic next to a hidden master of the country, so He Haijie didn't even mind wasting a renovation fee, and transferred the clinic as quickly as possible.

"Here you come."

Fang Han responded and turned over.

"Doctor Fang is here?"

At the same time, a question came from the door. A middle-aged man in his forties stepped in. The middle-aged man was not walking fast and seemed to be steady. However, if he looked closely, he could find that there was an injury on his leg.

"Professor Guan." Fang Han was stunned for a moment, but unexpectedly it was Guan Baocheng.

"Doctor Fang." Guan Baocheng walked slowly into the yard with a step. There was an injury on his leg. It was only about forty days that the injury had not been completely healed. Although he could walk, he could not use force or walk too fast.

"Professor Guan, please sit down."

Fang Han found a slightly taller chair for Guan Baocheng to sit down, and then said, "Professor Guan, sit first. There is a patient in front of me. I'm sorry to go and take a look first, and then pour you tea."

The old man shouted in front that there must be patients who cannot handle themselves. If you make a choice between facing patients and greeting guests, Fang Han naturally chooses patients first.

"If Dr. Fang doesn't mind, I'll go and have a look together?" Guan Baocheng stood up again.

After being beaten once, Guan Baocheng seemed to have changed a lot, and the arrogance on his body was obviously gone.

"Okay." Fang Han nodded and walked towards the clinic.

When he walked into the clinic, Fang Han saw a woman in her forties sitting in front of the old man's clinic desk. Fang Han is not unfamiliar with this female patient.

"Teacher Gao!"

"Xiaohan is here."

Teacher Gao showed a smile, but because of his discomfort, his face was pale and his smile was a bit forced.

This teacher Gao is a colleague of Comrade Lao Fang and also the head teacher of Fang Han in the first year of junior high school. However, Fang Han hasn't seen Teacher Gao for many years.

"Hello, Mr. Gao."

Fang Han nodded honestly to Gao, and then introduced Guan Baocheng to the old man who came in with him.

"Grandpa, this is Professor Guan Baocheng Guan. He has worked in many Chinese medicine forums and published many books..."

"Doctor Fang, don't say that." Guan Baocheng was embarrassed and hurriedly said hello to the old man: "Hello, Mr. Fang."

If someone else introduced him like this, Guan Baocheng would naturally accept it calmly, but if Fang Han introduced him like this, Guan Baocheng always felt embarrassed.

Although Fang Han's introduction was not ambiguity and was also true, he ate it several times before Fang Han, but never beat Fang Han. When he heard Fang Han's introduction like this, Guan Baocheng always felt that he was slapping himself in the face.

He lost three consecutive times before, if he included the Shanghai-Shanghai time, he would have lost four consecutive times in Fang Han's hands.

Guan Baocheng was treated by the old man of the Du family, but Fang Han treated the old man of the Du family. This is the gap.

"Guan Baocheng?"

The old man looked at Guan Baocheng and hurriedly stood up and stretched out his hand: "Professor Guan, oh, I've watched your program and it's very good."

The old man really watched Guan Baocheng's show, so Fang Han recognized Guan Baocheng as soon as he introduced the old man, and seemed quite enthusiastic.

"Old Fang praised me, I am the last one in front of you."

Many people saw Fang Han's level and learned that the old man was also a Chinese medicine doctor, they subconsciously believed that the old man was actually a famous national master hidden among the people. After all, how could the old man's level be worse if he could teach such a powerful grandson as Fang Han?

Fang Han is young, only twenty-five years old this year, so young but at such a high level. When the system is unknown, others will almost no hesitate to attribute the credit to the old man.

After all, there is no system, there must be an old man. This is a truth that is unbreakable.

Guan Baocheng is naturally no exception. You are polite, Guan Baocheng is even more humble.

"Are you Professor Guan?"

Teacher Gao was also surprised. Expert professors like Guan Baocheng are only people who can exist on TV. Unexpectedly, they will appear in reality.

"Hello." Guan Baocheng also nodded to Teacher Gao politely.

After a simple polite approach, the old man then made it clear. Fang Han sat down behind the clinic table and signaled Teacher Gao to reach out to take the pulse.

"Where does Teacher Gao feel uncomfortable?" Fang Han put his finger on Teacher Gao's wrist and listened to the pulse while asking about the symptoms.

"Abdominal pain and diarrhea have been around for several years. Every time you take medicine, diarrhea will be better. However, you often suffer from it and you will get diarrhea if you don't pay attention."

"There are abdominal pain and diarrhea in spring, summer, autumn and winter?" Fang Han asked.

"Well, no matter the season, you may get sick if you are not careful."

"Damn it is a dull pain when you have diarrhea, and the stool is thin?" Fang Han asked.

"Yes, it's just a dull pain, it's a dilute water. If you eat some fruits or greasy foods, you may have abdominal distension. You feel uncomfortable after eating for two to three hours each time, and you can feel more comfortable after going to the toilet."

While listening to the pulse, Fang Han also looked at Teacher Gao's expression and expression.

Although his face was pale, it was not that pale, with some yellowness, and it was swollen and swollen. He looked very tired and thin, but his pulse was slippery and strong.

The characteristic of slippery pulse is fluent and should refer to smoothness, such as a circle of beads. When you touch the pulse, you can feel the pulse circling from the ruler to the inch of the jelly, and the pulse is smooth.

Generally speaking, slippery pulses are more common in diseases such as phlegm and dampness, food accumulation and solid heat.

"The "Su Wen. The Essence of Pulse Essence" says: 'Slimming means that there is excess yin energy.', and the "Simplified Pulse Purity" also says: 'Slimming means that the yang energy is strong, and the disease is mostly caused by heat and excess '"

Phlegm and dampness remain, food accumulation and drink stop relieving yin evils, and the internal excesses of the body, and the qi is strong and blood surges, so the pulse is smooth and smooth, and the heat and dampness of the body affects the qi and blood, and the blood flows faster, and the pulse is smooth and rapid.

After figuring out Teacher Gao’s situation, Fang Han knew why the old man couldn’t take this disease correctly.

Teacher Gao's disease is a contradiction in pulse syndrome. From the perspective of symptoms and body, Teacher Gao has abdominal pain and diarrhea, fatigue and weak body, which is obviously malnutrition. From the perspective of pulse patterns, Teacher Gao's disease has accumulated real images.

This means that there is a conflict between the diagnosis and the diagnosis of diagnosis. The old man naturally cannot figure it out.

A person is thin and weak, with diarrhea and abdominal pain for many years, and his body is weak. You now say that this is food accumulation, which makes people feel that it is unlikely when they hear it.

Fang Han took the pulse and was about to write a prescription when he lifted his pen. Guan Baocheng, who was standing next to him, spoke: "Doctor Fang, don't you mind taking a look, do you?"

"Professor Guan is willing to see it, so I naturally cannot ask for it."

Fang Han stood up and gave up Guan Baocheng. Guan Baocheng sat behind the clinic desk and seriously diagnosed Teacher Gao's pulse and checked the tongue coating. Fang Han, who should have asked just now, had asked, but Guan Baocheng had not supplemented it.

"This is a disease of indigestion."

After the examination, Guan Baocheng didn't control it and directly said his judgment: "Although the patient was thin and had diarrhea and abdominal pain, he did not want to eat. After eating, the abdomen was full and there was a slight pain. He could not feel more comfortable until the stool was discharged. It was obvious that there was stagnation in the intestines."

After saying that, Guan Baocheng then looked at Fang Han and the old man: "Old Fang, Doctor Fang, I don't know if my judgment is accurate."

"Well, eating less will cause swelling and swelling, and the back of the bowel movement will be relaxed, and the pulse will be smooth and strong. It is indeed because of stagnation in the intestines. It causes diarrhea and lingering due to long-term accumulation and not healing. At the same time, it causes weakness of the spleen and stomach due to long-term diarrhea, which forms a disease of mixed deficiency and excess." The old man nodded slightly.

The old man's level is not very high, and he is not a famous national master hidden among the people. However, after so many years of treatment, he still has the level of illness, which is worse than some of the main treatment levels of Bujiang Intermediate People's Court. As soon as Guan Baocheng said just now, the old man quickly figured it out.
Chapter completed!