Chapter 82 Hypertension

  I saw a green grass drawn on white paper, with lavender flowers, brown roots, and even the roots.

   drew a circle on the side. Inside the circle is a close-up of the part of this herbal plant, as well as the appearance of a Chinese medicine.

The correct handwriting on the side of    says the name of the grass, its nature and flavor, the meridian return, and its main functions.

   "Sister-in-law, you have written so well, you can publish a book." Guo'er exclaimed.

   "I think so too." Guo Xiang smiled.

  She read a lot of Ji Changlin's medical books, but there are very few pictures and texts in the current books. Even if they have, they are drawn very simply, still in black and white. If you can't identify the medicinal materials well in nature.

   is like the one painted now. It is a purple flower, but if it is not painted, it is not known whether it is red or yellow, pink or blue, which is too unintuitive.

  So when I went to gather herbs last time, she took a long time to recognize some medicines, which was too inconvenient.

  She is going to publish a book of Chinese herbal medicine like this, so that it will be much more convenient for people to learn later.

  The next day, Guo Xiang showed Ji Changlin a few pages she had drawn, and he was very pleasantly surprised.

  Unexpectedly, my apprentice still has this ability?

   "Okay, very good!" Ji Changlin nodded again and again, "You are doing a great thing, a great thing. If this succeeds, it can even be used as a textbook for the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine in the future!"

  Guo Xiang's eyes widened. She didn't expect this. Can she still be a teaching material? She didn't dare to think, and she didn't have the qualifications, right?

   "I haven't even gotten the qualification certificate of Chinese medicine doctor, how can I be qualified?" Guo Xiangqian said.

  "This is not in a hurry. If you want to make this book well, you have to go to the mountains to observe it. Some herbs will still bear fruit. If you use the fruit, you have to write this. It will take a lot of time." Ji Changlin said.

   "Right." Guo Xiang did not expect this. She is painting herbs in summer. Although it goes without saying that they are painted in spring, summer, autumn and winter, the fruits are still needed, and some only have medicinal value.

  "You can also go to Boss Le when you have time. He has a lot of medicine, so you can refer to it." Ji Changlin said again.

   "Yes!" Guo Xiang nodded, "But when will I finish painting with so many medicines?"

"Don't think about eating into a fat man." Ji Changlin squinted at her. "You can draw a book first, such as one hundred common Chinese herbal medicines, and then slowly draw others. In addition to Chinese herbal medicines, there are many minerals that can also be used as medicine. There are countless varieties of animals and insects."

  Yes, I didn’t even think of it. I only thought of drawing plants. There are so many things that can be used as medicine.

  I still have some incomplete thinking.

  "Master, when I finish this drawing, and attach your name, I can't finish this book alone." Guo Xiang said.

  There are still many people who don’t understand to ask Ji Changlin.

  Ji Changlin was not humble this time, nodded and said yes.

It is not that he wants to take advantage of Guo Xiang, but it is not easy to publish it. It is too difficult for a little-known person like Guo Xiang to publish medical books, not to mention that it is almost impossible to make teaching materials, so he has to take his own advantage. , Give her a hand.

  There was no patient in the morning. Guo Xiang put the letter written last night in the mailbox of the village committee. After returning, he practiced acupuncture and then began to draw her Chinese herbal medicine map.

   is drawing. Someone comes to see a doctor. It is a young man in his twenties supporting a middle-aged woman in her forties.

  Guo Xiang hurriedly put away the atlas and left the table empty.

  "Are you Doctor Ji?" The young man saw Ji Changlin yelling. He was not from his village, but from other villages.

  Doctor Ji nodded, pointed to the chair by the table, "Sit down!"

  The middle-aged woman sat down, holding her head with her hands in a weak look.

  "Where is it uncomfortable?" Doctor Ji asked.

   "Dizzy and groggy, I can't walk anymore," the middle-aged woman said.

  "How long has it been like this?" Doctor Ji asked, motioning the middle-aged woman to stretch out her hand and let her put her hand on the pulse pillow.

   "It's been a long time, and I faint from time to time." The young man said worriedly.

  "Didn't see the hospital?" Doctor Ji asked.

  The young man blushed, "It's not too serious at ordinary times. My mother doesn't bother to go to the hospital. She has motion sickness again, and she suffers a lot in the car..."

  Doctor Ji took a pulse, frowned slightly, and said to Guo Xiang, "Look at it."

   "Yes!" Guo Xiang came over and sat down opposite the middle-aged woman, and stretched out his fingers to get his pulse.

   "Hey, doctor, we are here to see you. Such a young girl can't do it." The middle-aged woman quit.

  Ji Changlin smiled, "This is my apprentice, let her take a look at it. I'll prescribe the medicine and don't delay your business."

  The middle-aged woman didn’t speak, but Guo Xiang’s eyes were not very friendly.

  Guo Xiang didn’t say a word. The doctor’s job is like this. No matter Chinese or Western medicine, I think that old doctors are experienced and convincing. She has long been used to it.

   After the pulse was diagnosed, Guo Xiang said to Ji Changlin uncertainly: "It is caused by the hyperactivity of liver yang and excessive liver qi?"

  Ji Changlin nodded, and asked the middle-aged woman, “Do you have high blood pressure? Do you have old people at home?”

  "What is high blood pressure?" The middle-aged woman asked, people at this time are far from having medical knowledge in later generations, "but my mother had this problem before, and then she suffered a stroke..."

   "That's right." Guo Xiang nodded, took out the sphygmomanometer from the drawer, and strapped it on to the middle-aged woman. This measurement was terrible.

  High pressure 180, low pressure 120, this blood pressure is too high.

   "It's high blood pressure!" Guo Xiang said, "and it's very serious."

   Ji Changlin nodded, "It is hypertension of liver-yang hypertension."

   asked the youth again, "Is your mother usually irritable and irritable?"

  The young man nodded, but he dared not speak, for fear of being scolded by his mother.

   "I still don't sleep well. I feel dizzy after squatting for a long time, and I often get tinnitus, right?" Guo Xiang said.

  "How do you know?" The middle-aged woman looked at Guo Xiang in surprise, but she didn't expect the little girl to have two more shots.

  Of course I know that I have seen too much in my previous life, Guo Xiangxin said.

  "Prescribe medicine for high blood pressure, take it for a long time, and can't stop it." Guo Xiang said while writing his medical records, "The diet should be light, not high in oil and salt, eat less spicy food, and don't drink alcohol..."

   "Isn't that killing me?" The middle-aged woman stopped doing it as soon as she heard it. "I said little girl, will you see a doctor? I came to see a Chinese medicine doctor. Don't make trouble here, you half-hearted Western doctor."

   "Yes, we came here especially, I heard that Doctor Ji, you are a famous Chinese medicine doctor, why do you prescribe western medicine too?" the young man asked.

   "Of course, I also have western medicine here." Ji Changlin nodded, "There is no special medicine for hypertension. I can also prescribe some medicine for irritability, but the effect is not good."

  "How do you sell the medicine for high blood pressure?" the middle-aged woman asked.

  Guo Xiang took out a bottle of medicine from the medicine cabinet and said, “One bottle costs one dollar. You have to take it for a long time. If you don’t want to run, just buy a few more bottles.”

   "So expensive? What kind of ghost doctor are you? Are you cheating money?" The middle-aged woman became excited, "I don't see it, we don't see it. What kind of famous doctors are all liars!"

The young man was embarrassed and looked at Ji Changlin and Guo Xiang embarrassedly.

  Guo Xiang became angry when she said that she and her master were liars. You can say that my medical skills are not good, so I can swindle money? I'm not so unhealthy yet.

  Ji Changlin suppressed her, “This sister-in-law, you can’t say that we are a liar even if you don’t believe us. Your high blood pressure is so severe, it’s dangerous not to take medicine quickly...”

"Dangerous shit, my head hurts a bit when I came here. It's a good man. Are you cursing me?" The middle-aged woman yelled, "Everyone was thinking about cheating money, thinking we were so cheating, you really are Don't die..."

  Guo Xiangteng stood up, just about to answer his mouth, someone walked in outside, "Is Doctor Ji here?"

  (End of this chapter)