Chapter 1: Clear Qi rises, turbid Qi falls
Envy, jealousy, hatred!
Everyone's eyes fell on Jia Si Miao. If the eyes could spew out flames and burn people to death, Jia Si Miao would probably have been dead thousands of times. This is like in the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun, who still wants to refine fire-eyed golden eyes? It must be a pile of bone slags.
Of course, there are also many people who are excited, such as Shi Yanyan, Tan Suzhen, Hu Meier, Liu Gaochan and others. They are all Jia Simiao's people, shouting, wishing they could even use the energy to eat milk, and they must cheer for Jia Simiao.
The second and third games... are still going on.
However, Jia Simiao sat next to Tan Zhongyue, a little restrained, a little nervous, and more excited. There is no way, he is a human, not a god! Anyone who is in such an occasion will be very excited and it is difficult to suppress the fluctuations in his heart.
Tan Zhongyue looked at the game that continued on the court and asked: "Jia Simiao, what do you think of this presidential selection competition of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Guild?"
"I think...is it good? This will at least allow more Chinese medicine experts to devote themselves to the cause of Chinese medicine."
"I'm afraid that they will intrigue each other and no one will accept each other."
"Don't accept it?"
Jia Simiao asked: "Minister Tan, I want to ask, what do you think of the Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Association? Uh, what I mean is the interest and direction of this association."
Tan Zhongyue asked back, "What about you? What do you think?"
Jia Simiao said: "No matter what kind of enterprise or department it is, it should aim for profitability. At least, it can be self-profitable and allow everyone to gain benefits from it. In this way, they can devote themselves to the construction of traditional Chinese medicine with more passion and fighting spirit."
"Oh? What do you mean is to make the Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Association a money-making organization?"
"Yes, while making money, you will continue to develop and strengthen yourself. Perhaps you can also pay taxes to the country and seek careers for more people."
"Then how do you think it should work?"
"First, we can take over the entire Yanjing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, so that all the people from the Chinese Medicine Association can work in the Chinese Medicine Hospital, have wages, bonuses, and enjoy the same benefits as normal doctors. Second, we can also set up a Chinese Medicine clinic to allow all the guild insiders to work in the Chinese Medicine clinic. In this way, we can also make profits, make money, and meet their daily needs. Of course, the true nature is still the premise of developing the traditional Chinese medicine career."
Jia Simiao smiled and said, "What I said is based on a hypothesis. How to do it depends on how the Ministry of Health operates. After all, this Chinese Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine is a project under the Ministry of Health."
Tan Zhongyue nodded: "The suggestions you mentioned are very good. When you go back, you will find some time to sort them out and leave them to me."
"good."
"By the way, why didn't you come to Yanjing to find me? If Lao Ren hadn't called me, I wouldn't have known your relationship with him."
Old Ren, of course, is Ren Kezhi, the secretary of the provincial party committee of Jiangnan Province. He and Tan Zhongyue were old comrades-in-arms who were born and died, and they had a close relationship. At the beginning, when Jia Simiao returned to China from New York, Ren Kezhi suffered a heart attack on the plane, but Jia Simiao saved him. When he arrived at the provincial capital of Jiangnan Province, Jia Simiao helped Ren Kezhi take down some government officials in Jiangnan Province, allowing Ren Kezhi to firmly serve as the secretary of the provincial party committee.
It can be said that Ren Kezhi had a very good impression of Jia Simiao. When he heard that Jia Simiao was going to Yanjing City to participate in the presidential selection competition of the Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, he gave Tan Zhongyue’s phone number and contact information to Jia Simiao, and asked Jia Simiao to come to Yanjing to find Tan Zhongyue. Nowadays, it is always a good thing for someone to protect him.
When he received the call from Ren Kezhi, Tan Zhongyue was stunned. No one named Jia Si Miao had ever come to him. Today, he asked someone to check it out and found out that there was really a person named Jia Si Miao among the contestants. He was a little confused. Why didn’t Jia Si Miao come to him? The current society is very realistic. Could it be that Jia Si Miao is a pure person who can’t go through the back door?
Facing Tan Zhongyue's question, Jia Simiao was a little shy and whispered: "Minister Tan, I... Actually, I want to come to you too, but this kind of thing is useless to find you? Those who can become the president of the Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Association must have outstanding abilities, otherwise, I would be embarrassed to say that it was someone Mr. Ren called over. I think that I can still win the position of president with my own abilities."
"Oh? Are you so confident?"
"Yes, for the development of traditional Chinese medicine, I must have confidence. For this day, I have been waiting for more than twenty years."
"OK."
Tan Zhongyue nodded and had a good impression of Jia Si Miao. This young man was modest, confident, had excellent medical skills, and had great vision. This is a requirement that a president must have. No wonder Ren Kezhi strongly praised Jia Si Miao and asked himself to reuse him. There are very few people who can get Ren Kezhi's praise.
Tan Zhongyue smiled and said, "Do it well, I really hope that you can become the president of the Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Association."
Jia Simiao nodded heavily: "I will work hard, come on."
"good."
Tan Zhongyue didn't say anything else, just looked at the game on stage.
Jia Simiao had nothing to do, so he whispered to Zhou Xinmei next to him: "Person Minister Zhou, is there any news about Wen Ren and Mubai?"
"not yet."
Zhou Xinmei asked, "You are very familiar with Minister Tan?"
Jia Simiao shook his head: "I'm not very familiar with it."
Not very familiar with it? Are you fooling the fool? Almost everyone present could see that the relationship between Tan Zhongyue and Jia Simiao was not simple. Not to mention anything else, those who could sit next to Tan Zhongyue must be the governor and the provincial party secretary level. Even if the mayor of Yanjing City came over, they had to sit under Tan Zhongyue.
He is the minister!
Jia Simiao was just a little doctor, and he was lucky enough to sit next to Tan Zhongyue, which was chosen by Tan Zhongyue. This is very interesting. Fortunately, he had not had a too terrible relationship with Jia Simiao before, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. Each of them was very serious under the feet of the emperor. The roots were too long and too deep. Who knew who he had contact with?
Jia Simiao didn't want to get stuck on this issue and said softly: "Has Miss Youdan been buried?"
"not yet."
"It's better to be buried in peace."
Jia Simiao said solemnly: "Person Zhou, don't worry. I, Jia Simiao, left the words here today. I will definitely arrest Wen Renmubai and come to comfort Miss Youdan's spirit in heaven."
Zhou Xinmei was very moved: "Jia Simiao, thank you so much."
Jia Simiao said: "Don't be so polite, this is what I should do."
One round after another, and when the show was about to end at noon, the two people on the stage were Shi Yanyan and Hu Meier, which made Tan Suzhen, Liu Jingchen, Miaozhen, Yin Jiao and others very unhappy. Why did they meet together? You know, since the Yin-Sheng Medical School and the Yin-Gui Medical School shook hands and made peace, they have often been together and discussed medical skills.
It should be said that they all know each other's medical skills very well.
The Yin-Cultivation Medicine School is good at the Thirteen Acupuncture of the Ghost Sect. The Yin-Created Medicine School is good at the Guanyin Sword or Su Nu acupuncture. Which is better? This kind of thing, from the perspective of medical skills alone, should be said to be equal. However, if you want to talk about the means of charming men, the Yin-Created Medicine School is definitely better.
But they don't want to kill each other like this.
When I walked onto the stage, one was radiant and the other was coquettish, which immediately attracted all the men's gaze. When I was off the stage, I was embarrassed to stare at it, but it was different on the stage. They just looked whatever they wanted. This would make me feel satisfied.
Shi Yanyan chuckled and said, "Mei'er, please give me more advice."
Hu Meier said: "I won't be polite, just take the best methods."
"good."
Soon, a patient came up with the number. This person has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is very handsome. What are the symptoms of such a person? When Hu Mei'er and Shi Yanyan were consulting, the person almost burst into tears. Bad breath is nothing, but it is too smelly, right? It smells a bit like smelly feces.
The patient said, "Two beautiful doctors, I have a strong heart. You can prescribe some medicine to remove heart fire."
It’s not that it’s that discrimination against patients, it’s that I really can’t stand it.
Shi Yanyan put on a mask and asked, "Why do you say you are so angry?"
"I have bad breath."
It turns out that he is a little enlightened and knows that his mouth smells very strong.
Shi Yanyan nodded, reached out to take his pulse, then stepped back, and asked Hu Meier to take the pulse.
Who says bad breath is heavy in heart fire? In fact, cold can also lead to bad breath. When the gastrointestinal tract is severe, the decayed water and grain function of the stomach decreases, the diet stagnates the gastrointestinal tract, and the food accumulates and turns into rot, and the stomach qi cannot go down normally, so the turbid qi does not decrease but rises, resulting in bad breath.
Hu Meier said: "This is because of the heavy heart fire."
Shi Yanyan said: "I think it was caused by the chills."
Hu Meier smiled and said, "Oh? Then you can try it out."
In the "Huangdi Neijing", there is such a record, saying that "clear yang comes out of the upper orifice, and turbid yin comes out of the lower orifice." The turbid yin here can be understood as turbid and dirty things, which also include the urination, odor, etc. Originally, odor belongs to turbid air, and should go down the orifice. Now, turbid air rushes upward, and bad breath naturally forms.
If you want to diagnose and treat it, just let the turbid air drop.
Shi Yanyan prescribed a prescription: loquat leaves, forsythia, sophora cinnabarium, mint, and mugwort. Decoction at a certain dose and conditioned for a few days, it should be able to eliminate bad breath.
The patient was a little unbelievable and asked, "This...this is enough?"
Shi Yanyan chuckled and said, "Loquat leaves are the main medicine for reducing turbidity, Forsythia is used to dispel the turbidity of turbidity, and Sophora glutinosa is used to relieve the heat and toxins of the gastrointestinal tract. Mint raises the clear air of the human body, and mugwort leaves are used to dispel the cold air of the intestines and ensure that your disease is cured."
"OK."
Chapter completed!