White armor

Chapter 504 The Ultimate Way to Drink

Traditional Chinese Medicine, Cataract.

These two words have nothing to do with each other in the minds of ordinary people, at least not in Shen Zizai's cognition.

Luo Hao nodded and briefly recounted what had happened.

It mainly talks about the surgical process and does not mention the old man.

Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department was extremely excited when he heard this.

Originally, Shen Zizai was sitting in the middle, with Luo Hao and Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department sitting on his two sides respectively. Director Qin got excited and pulled Shen Zizai aside.

He first sat next to Luo Hao, in Shen Zizai's seat. Later, he felt that it was inappropriate, so Director Qin stood up and hunched his waist.

But the lumbar spine made a creaking sound, and Director Qin of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine could not bear the heavy burden. But he did not sit down, but respectfully performed the etiquette of a disciple.

Finally, his body couldn't take it anymore, so Director Qin squatted next to Luo Hao.

This behavior shocked Luo Hao, Shen Zizai and everyone else.

"Director Qin, what are you doing? Get up." Luo Hao stood up in fear, but his arm was tightly grasped by Director Qin.

"Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo, I knew that the teacher's cataracts were cured by traditional Chinese medicine. Others didn't believe it, but I did."

"You also know how badly Chinese medicine has been criticized in recent years."

"Old Qin, what you said makes it sound like you Chinese medicine practitioners have done something wrong. Each one is more evil than the other, and no one does anything serious. Who among you has ever done a double-blind experiment?!" Shen Zizai said contemptuously.

"Shut up!" Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department did not indulge Shen Zizai at all. "Let's do a double-blind experiment this time, just in case you don't have that many patients."

After saying that, Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department turned around, the seriousness on his face turned into a smile, and he looked at Luo Hao.

"Old Qin, let me ask you a question." Shen Zizai said with a smile.

"what is the problem?"

"There are two little bees. One flies high and is called Gaofeng. What's the name of the other one?" Shen Ziyi smiled evilly.

"What? Stop it. I'm asking Professor Luo for advice on something serious." Director Qin was a little unhappy.

"The other one is the current situation of your traditional Chinese medicine. None of you are doing anything serious. You just do whatever you want with the things our ancestors left behind. You add western medicine ingredients into them and sell them for ten times the price. It's a problem." Shen Zizai scolded.

"My name is Difeng?" Luo Hao looked at Shen Zizai and gave an answer to give Shen Zizai a way out.

"It's called low bee."

"..."

"..."

"Professor Luo, I thought the old gentlemen's methods of changing fate had disappeared." Director Qin didn't listen to Shen Zizai's cold joke at all. He squatted in front of Luo Hao, and his eyes made it clear what he was going to do.

"How could that be? There are people in Guang'anmen who can do it, but given the current medical environment, even those who can do it don't dare to do it," Luo Hao explained.

"Professor Luo, Professor Luo, please accept me as your apprentice."

"???"

"!!!"

Shen Zizai was stunned when he saw Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department squatting in front of Luo Hao.

Director Qin is not an ordinary director.

Other directors may be famous doctors in the province and have their own backers, and even Dean Zhuang would be a little wary of them.

But when it comes to surgery, diagnosis and treatment, they can only act as followers and follow the big guys to the capital or the magic city.

To be honest, all the big names in the province's medical field have been taken away to the south, and those who remain are of average level.

But Director Qin is an exception.

Originally, he would just be a low-key director of a marginal department, with a little fame among the people, but he would never be able to achieve anything big.

But after the epidemic, several bigwigs in the province and city had fever and coughed badly, and could hardly work. It was said that they kept coughing during meetings and could not work at all.

Later, Dean Zhuang had no choice but to take Director Qin to the provincial capital.

Try acupuncture. If it doesn’t work, forget it. This is all the First Hospital of Medical University can do. Anything more... that’s all.

Not only Dean Zhuang, but everyone else also didn’t believe that Director Qin of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine could do anything. (Note)
But a magical thing happened. The cough that had not been cured by any medicine was miraculously cured.

There were other people who were very disdainful of Chinese medicine, but since this was happening right before their eyes, everyone believed it and went to see Director Qin of the Chinese Medicine Department for acupuncture and physical therapy.

Director Qin was very busy during that period.

I have to do hundreds of acupuncture treatments in the department every day, and then go to the boss’ office after get off work.

But it was after that that Director Qin of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine began to gain a distinguished position in the hospital.

Although he is gentle, unwilling to cause trouble, and has little sense of existence, after this incident, who would dare to make a few sarcastic remarks about him?

Director Qin was also vaguely shrouded in mystery, and the more he was told about his life, the more bizarre it became.

It was just a rumor. In the end, Director Qin himself didn't believe it and could only smile bitterly.

But today, Director Qin squatted in front of Luo Hao. Shen Zizai had no doubt that as long as Luo Hao agreed, Director Qin would kneel down and kowtow to Luo Hao twice according to the customs of the old society to seal this relationship.

"Director Qin, please get up, get up, don't scare me." Luo Hao wanted to jump to the side.

But Director Qin held Luo Hao's arm tightly, like a sloth, and was not going to let go.

Even though Luo Hao was digitally enhanced, he was still held tightly by Director Qin at this time and could not move at all.

It seems that Director Qin is prepared to hold on to Luo Hao's arm until the end of time if Luo Hao doesn't agree.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

There was a knock on the door and a middle-aged man in an executive jacket walked in.

"Qin..."

He was so shocked by the scene in front of him that his jaw almost dropped on his feet. Oh my god, what did I see!
"Director Li, please wait a moment." Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department was not moved at all. Since the topic had come to this point today, if he didn't take this opportunity to finalize the matter, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Even if the king of heaven came to ask me for acupuncture, I would have to wait.

"Director Qin, please stand up."

"I won't! If you don't agree, I'll just squat here." Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department said righteously.

He said so, but still held Luo Hao's arm tightly and refused to let go.

Like a sloth whose brain has shut down after eating poison.

No matter what people around him think or say, he refuses to let go until he gets the answer he wants.

"Director Qin, I was originally planning to pass it on. Since you have this intention, that's perfect."

“???” Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department was stunned.

What did Professor Luo Haoluo say?

There are many things that the older generation would rather take into the coffin than show them to the outside world.

Passing the inheritance to sons but not daughters is not a joke.

Director Qin almost called out "adoptive father". If Luo Hao needed it, he could even call him "biological father".

"Please don't really kneel down, or we'll be bowing to each other, and it will look so weird. Besides, I can't stand it."

"I can afford it..."

Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department stopped talking immediately when he saw Luo Hao's face darken.

A second later, Director Qin said helplessly, "Xiao Luo, give me a hand, I can't stand up."

"..."

Luo Hao smiled bitterly and pulled Director Qin up.

"Bending over to give acupuncture to patients every day, my lumbar disc bulged." Director Qin of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine sighed.
"How about you just go ahead and do your work, and I'll tell you about acupuncture and moxibustion to remove obstacles when you're done?"

"Okay, okay, okay." Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department said yes repeatedly and hurriedly left holding his executive jacket.

Shen Zizai remained silent and sat obediently in Director Qin's seat.

"Xiao Luo, can you really teach?"

"Of course, as long as Director Qin wants to learn. I don't have time to practice acupuncture and moxibustion. It would be best if Director Qin could pass on this skill."

Shen Zizai wanted to stop him several times, but when he thought about it carefully, Xiao Luo really didn't want this thing.

It may be regarded as a treasure in the eyes of others, but Xiao Luo has so much scientific research in his hands that he has no time to study Chinese medicine.

"Xiao Luo, don't you have a Chinese medicine certificate?"

"Yes, but I can do it. At that time, the patients who underwent the obstacle removal surgery were also familiar with it, and they didn't care whether they had a certificate or not." Luo Hao explained.

Shen Zizai smiled and thought back to the scientific research he had done with Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department.

Director Qin was away, so Shen Zizai began to inquire about the specific contents of the double-blind experiment.

He is not a graduate student or doctoral student who graduated in recent years, and is really unfamiliar with double-blind experiments.

Luo Hao was also generous in teaching, telling Shen Zizai everything he knew about the double-blind experiment.

"What a pity." Shen Zizai said after listening, "I only consulted Director Qin for acupuncture when I encountered patients with severe abdominal distension. To be honest, I don't believe in Chinese medicine."

"Haha, Director, your opinion is a bit biased." Luo Hao said bluntly.

"Yes, I heard you say that the upper limit of Chinese medicine is extremely high, and the lower limit is infinitely low. I went back and thought about it and finally understood what was going on. Let alone others, how many doctors in Director Qin's department who can take a pulse clearly?"

"They're just wasting their time."

"I even took the pulse of a dying person when I was in school."

"Oh? That's not easy!" Luo Hao was surprised.

"At that time, our old director of Traditional Chinese Medicine was taking his own pulse while teaching a class. Then he suddenly sat down and told us to come and see my pulse and remember carefully that this is a dead pulse." Luo Hao said seriously.

"..."

"..."

"A few days later, the old man died of natural causes."

Luo Hao was a little confused. Director Shen shouldn't have disbelieved it.

"But now you can see what has become of traditional Chinese medicine and Chinese medicine? The guy in Tianjin who just wanted to conduct a double-blind experiment and use scientific methods to prove it had to give up under tremendous pressure."

Luo Hao immediately understood what Director Shen meant, and he nodded slightly.

"Huaxi, I heard from a friend that an old Chinese medicine expert who taught students moxibustion on Zusanli had a dent the size of a small bowl on his own Zusanli."

"I know that too. The old man is still alive." Luo Hao said with a smile, "Moxibustion also makes sense, but I don't know if it can be promoted."

"Xiao Luo, if you think that acupuncture can be used to regulate qi and solve the problem of abdominal distension after interventional surgery, can we... forget it, whether to promote it or not is other people's business. I'm old, and I don't have the energy to do so." Shen Zizai laughed at himself.

"That's not necessarily true. A double-blind trial and a paper will surely be seen by many people in the future. The data may not be eye-catching, but there will definitely be many people seeking advice."

"I feel the same way. You say that Chinese medicine doesn't make sense? Our interventional surgery has little to do with the gastrointestinal tract. Some tumors are quite deep, and necrosis and exudation definitely have nothing to do with the gastrointestinal tract. But it is liver depression and qi stagnation after surgery."

"Since Western medicine can't cure it, let's try Chinese medicine."

"I've tried it, it works!" Shen Zizai raised his eyebrows and said loudly.

After chatting for half an hour, Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department came back in a hurry, and no one knew where he went.

After he came back, he looked at Luo Hao eagerly. "Director Qin, sit down, sit down."

Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department sat down, still keeping his eyes on Luo Hao.

"I'll send you a set of gold needles made by the old man later." Luo Hao said.

It was not until this time that Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department's expression gradually calmed down.

"Xiao Luo, there is one thing I don't understand."

"Director, please tell me."

"Isn't this just like a fantasy novel? There is one technique with countless disciples, but it has never been spread to the world of immortal cultivation."

"Haha." Luo Hao smiled. He immediately understood what Director Qin meant.

"Let me put it this way. Before liberation, the old man's acupuncture and moxibustion technique required only one small yellow croaker for one operation."

"Fuck me!"

Shen Zizai cursed.

Luo Hao glanced at Chen Yong and said, "Look, Chen Yong and his friends don't interact much with ordinary people."

"Don't say that. Taoist Priest Qi told me that the Tourism Bureau has been calling them for meetings every few days, saying that they must satisfy foreign tourists and cannot be rude. They also want the fortune-telling to be auspicious and say something nice."

Shen Zizai found it ridiculous and laughed out loud.

The Taoist priest of Funiushan Mountain would actually be under the jurisdiction of the Culture and Tourism Bureau. This was something Shen Zizai had never thought of.

"That's probably what it means. If you earn enough, who would want to show it to ordinary people? To be honest, we are socialist, otherwise acupuncture and moxibustion would definitely be a family secret."

"But why didn't the old gentleman pass it on?" Shen Zizai asked puzzledly.

Luo Hao shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

I didn't know at first. Luo Hao only came into contact with some content about Traditional Chinese Medicine occasionally, and he had no idea of ​​studying in the direction of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

The acupuncture and moxibustion technique for removing obstructions was not well-known and did not make sense, but seeing that Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department was interested in it, Luo Hao passed the skill to him.

"Director Qin, there is one thing we need to discuss in advance."

"Luo..." Director Qin concluded.

He didn't know how to address Luo Hao, and Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department really wanted to call him Master.

There is nothing to be ashamed of. Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department knows very well how great the future potential of this skill is.

He might even be able to become a master of his generation with the help of the golden needle technique.

It’s worth calling you Master.

Even if we don't think about it from this perspective, there is a high probability that Xiao Luo will enter the Academy of Engineering in the future, so what's wrong with trying to get close to him?
This is not the old society anymore. Xiao Luo will not regard himself as an apprentice and do the old society's dregs like three years of apprenticeship and five years of service.

"First, you must keep the medical records of every operation. I have a database that I input regularly."

Luo Hao said one thing, but when he really spoke, he counted on his fingers one, two, three, four, five.

"Yes, yes, yes." Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department nodded repeatedly.

"Secondly, please select a few students and pass down this craft. Don't let it become your Qin family's ancestral unique skill."

"..." Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department was ashamed.

There was a moment just now when this thought flashed through my mind.

But I absolutely cannot do this!

Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department knows it very well.

Do you claim the acupuncture and moxibustion technique as your own? Ronaldinho is less than 30 years old. If you really do this, I guess even Ronaldinho's ashes will be thrown into the air.

He is really young and generous. If I were to bully Ronaldinho because of these things... I can bully others, but not Ronaldinho.

At the very least, it is highly likely that I will not live longer than Ronaldinho.

With the master here, what private goods can I hide? If he gets really angry, Xiao Luo will just take a Chinese medicine certificate and open a clinic in Guang'anmen.

"Don't worry, I will definitely pass on this skill." Director Qin nodded repeatedly.

"Actually, I was overthinking it." Luo Hao said, "By the time I retire, robots should be able to perform acupuncture and moxibustion to remove obstacles."

"!!!"

Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department didn't believe it, but there was no need to refute Luo Hao at this time. He looked at Luo Hao eagerly and said, "Professor Luo, you will be my master from now on. Please let me call you Master."

"Don't worry, it's not my skill. Director Qin, can you call me Junior Brother?"

"What does Director Shen think?"

"Well, just talk about your own things. You call him brother and you call me junior brother, it doesn't matter." Luo Hao said with a smile.

The most important thing has been accomplished. Luo Hao had no intention of hiding it, and Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department was very happy.

Director Qin picked up the wine dispenser and began to dispense the wine.

It was obvious that he was willing to have a couple of sips. Today was a happy day and he was in high spirits, so Director Qin drank a little more.

After drinking half a pound of wine, Director Qin was no longer able to hold his liquor.

"Director Qin, let's just leave it like this." Luo Hao advised.

"No, I'm in a good mood today. I didn't drink the full amount. I can still drink another half pound." Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department waved his hand and asked the waiter for two bottles of iced cola and drank them directly.

"Drinking alcohol can lower blood sugar, so I'll drink some Coke to replenish the sugar. I want to have fun today!"

"Director Qin, you can't drink like this."

"Oh, Xiao Luo, you're still young and don't know." Director Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department was already angry and directly called Xiao Luo "Xiao Luo".

"Are you worried that drinking a lot of carbonated drinks while drinking alcohol will cause intestinal bloating, and in severe cases, you may need to have your intestines removed?"

Shen Zizai's heart moved. It turned out that there was such a thing, but he didn't even know about it.

Luo Hao nodded. "I saw a patient when I was interning in the capital. He drank a lot of carbonated drinks after a dinner party. His stomach swelled like a ball, causing necrosis of 3 meters of small intestine. He almost died."

"There are some similar cases in my Union Medical College medical records."

"Hahahaha, then you really underestimate me." Director Qin laughed out loud.

"???"

Luo Hao was puzzled when he saw Director Qin open his hand. A doctor beside him stood up, took out an antique box from his backpack, turned around and handed it to Director Qin.

"I'm telling you, little... Junior Brother, this box is a hoax. I found it at a flea market and sterilized it for a few days before showing it off. As for Chinese medicine, the more ancient and old it is, the more people will believe in it."

As he spoke, Director Qin opened the box.

The box contained gold needles and had a velvet lining, which looked quite formal.

"I prefer to drink Coke when I drink alcohol. The first time I drank it, I felt bloated and very uncomfortable."

“But what do we do?”

Director Qin said this, picked up a golden needle from the box, and stuck it into his head.

!!!

!!!

Except for the people in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department, everyone else was shocked.

There is a drinking proverb that says that drinkers are afraid of three types of people: those with pigtails, those with red cheeks, and those who take pills.

Director Qin directly inserted gold needles into his own head, which was quite unique.

Amidst everyone's shocked gazes, Director Qin left a string of golden needles one after another.

"Excuse me, ladies." Director Qin said with his bare chest.

The head nurse and her nurses all covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

Director Qin, shirtless and covered in golden needles, burped for a long time. "Zizai, this is the project we cooperated on. I have a new understanding recently, and the effect is much better than before."

After burping, Director Qin's stomach became visibly smaller.

He picked up a can of iced cola and gulped it down.

As Director Qin moved, the golden needles on his body swayed, looking quite strange.

Luo Hao's mind moved, and he began to consult Director Qin about the relevant matters.

Luo Hao had little exposure to traditional Chinese medicine, but Director Qin was considered a famous doctor, and he benefited a lot from the conversation.

After a while, Luo Hao turned on the AI-assisted diagnosis and was relieved when he found that Director Qin did not have symptoms such as intestinal gas and alcohol poisoning.

"Xiao Luo, can drinking Coke really lead to intestinal necrosis?" Seeing that Director Qin was already drunk, Shen Zizai found time to ask.

"Director, look at what you said. Drinking Coke will not cause intestinal necrosis..." Luo Hao was speechless.

If word of this gets out, it will definitely spread far and wide.

"Hey, that's probably what it means. Can you tell me what the reason is?"

“White wine contains a lot of ethanol, which can cause certain damage to the gastrointestinal mucosa.

When the intestines are already damaged, drinking a lot of carbonated drinks will undoubtedly make the situation worse and further aggravate the damage to the intestines because a large amount of gas produced by the carbonated drinks will accumulate in the intestines.

Coupled with the expansion of the intestine, it eventually leads to intestinal ischemia and intestinal necrosis."

"Actually, it's nonsense to talk about toxicity without considering the dosage. A large amount of carbonated drinks..."

As Luo Hao was speaking, he saw Director Qin pick up another can of Coke, open it and drink it directly.

Well, Director Qin's dosage is close to the dose that can cause intestinal necrosis, but he is fine even though he drinks alcohol and Coke while getting injections.

Luo Hao felt a little excited, this thing made some sense.

After the meal, Luo Hao got on the taxi and went home.

He drank a little, but definitely not much, and no one forced Luo Hao to drink.

"Luo Hao." Chen Yong said, "Director Qin's box is too irregular. I'll make one later and you can send it to him."

"Lightning-struck wood?"

"Ah."

Chen Yong was also a little dazed.

There was so much of the Taoist treasure, the Lightning Struck Wood, that people could just make a box out of it and give it away as a gift. If someone had told Chen Yong this a year ago, he would definitely not have believed it.

"The golden needles cultivated by lightning-struck wood will most likely have a small amount of electric current. Aren't all acupuncture needles powered by electricity now?" Chen Yong said, "Using lightning-struck wood to cultivate golden needles, Director Qin's skills will be taken to a higher level."

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Note: I saw with my own eyes that acupuncture was used to treat cough after fever. Well, it is indeed hard to explain. After all, I consulted many Chinese medicine experts to feel my pulse, and the pulses were all strange and there was no definite conclusion.

But our former dean’s cough was indeed cured by acupuncture, just once.

There are many other patients.

The principle is unknown. I asked the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department, but he didn't tell me.

(End of this chapter)