The Pretty Wife of General Jinxiu Huanian

Chapter 115: Medical Inheritance

Yunxi Medical Clinic was bustling with people, and there was no peace or quiet.

Yunxi was taking the pulse of an unshaven old man. Her brows were tightly furrowed and her eyes were fixed on the old man's wrist. She was so focused, as if some treasure was hidden there.

"Master, your pulse isn't very steady, it's a little weak. From now on, you should eat lighter meals and don't overeat greasy food."

Yunxi spoke softly, her voice was not loud, but her seriousness was evident.

The old man nodded repeatedly, "Thank you ma'am for your guidance, thank you ma'am for your guidance."

At this time, several young apprentices came over, their heads leaning close together, their eyes almost popping out, wanting to see every move of Yunxi clearly.

After Yunxi finished writing the prescription, he turned to look at the apprentices and asked, "Do you all understand?"

Apprentice A raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, his face flushing. "Master, I... I'm still a little confused. I just can't understand the changes in my pulse."

Yunxi chuckled, "Don't worry, don't worry, come, I'll talk to you guys in detail."

As she spoke, she stood up, rolled up her sleeves, and patted Apprentice A on the shoulder. "You guys need to think carefully. This pulse condition won't be figured out in a day or two."

Yunxi cleared his throat and continued, "Take this gentleman's pulse for example. It's weak and a little frail, which means he's in poor health.

Don’t just watch, you have to think carefully and ponder.”

As she spoke, she gestured, her eyes wide open, afraid that the apprentices might not understand.

Apprentice B blinked his eyes and said, "Master, how is the pulse related to the symptoms?"

Yunxi glared at him and said, "You have quite a few problems, kid.

The pulse condition is like the shadow of the symptoms. The pulse condition changes according to the symptoms.

For example, if you have a fever, your pulse will usually be fast and strong."

As he spoke, Yunxi picked up a pen beside him and began to draw a pulse diagram on the paper. "This pulse is like flowing water, sometimes slow and sometimes fast. You have to feel it with your heart."

The apprentices listened attentively and nodded from time to time.

Yunxi brought the apprentices to the medicine cabinet again. She was wearing a simple blue shirt with her sleeves slightly rolled up, her hair simply tied behind her head, and her eyes were bright and determined.

She placed one hand on her waist and picked up a herb with the other hand, saying, "You must remember the properties, flavors, and effects of each of these herbs."

The Coptis chinensis she picked up was like a treasure in her hands.

Yunxi held the coptis root high and said loudly to the apprentices, "Just like this coptis root, it tastes bitter and has a cold nature. It can clear away heat and dry dampness."

Apprentice B blinked his eyes, came forward curiously, and asked, "Master, how should I determine the dosage of Coptis chinensis?"

Yunxi gently put down the coptis root, patted Apprentice B on the head, and patiently explained, "This depends on the condition and the patient's constitution; it can't be generalized.

Treating illnesses with medicine is like adding salt to a meal; too much makes it salty, too little makes it bland; you have to get it just right."

As they were talking, a commotion erupted outside the clinic. Yunxi frowned, put down the herbs in her hand, and hurried out with her apprentices to see that a carriage had stopped at the door.

The carriage was extremely gorgeously decorated, and the horses pulling it had shiny hair and their hooves stepped on the ground vigorously.

A lady in luxurious clothes got off the car. She wore a golden hairpin on her head and had thick makeup on her face, but her face couldn't hide her anxiety.

The silk and satin on her body rustled as she moved. Several maids followed behind her, all of them looking nervous.

The lady took two steps at a time and came to Yunxi. She grabbed Yunxi's arms tightly with both hands and cried out in a sobbing voice, "Madam Yunxi, please save my master."

Yunxi hurriedly supported the lady and said calmly, "Don't worry, madam. Bring the patient in first."

The apprentices came forward to help, some lifted the arms, some lifted the legs, and everyone worked together to carry the patient into the clinic.

The patient was lying on a stretcher, his face pale, his eyes closed, and foam hanging from the corners of his mouth.

Yunxi walked forward and carefully examined the patient's condition. He placed his fingers on the patient's wrist, frowning for a moment. After a moment, he said, "It turned out to be a sudden stroke."

"Prepare the silver needles." Yunxi ordered loudly.

The apprentices didn't dare delay and quickly handed over the silver needle. Yunxi took the needle, her eyes focused and sharp. She took a deep breath, held the needle firmly in her fingers, and inserted it into the patient's acupuncture point.

I saw that she was very skilled, stitching one stitch after another, very quickly and with incredible precision.

After a while, the patient's face gradually turned red, the white foam at the corners of his mouth stopped, and his symptoms were relieved.

Apprentice A was stunned watching from the side and couldn't help but say, "Master, your medical skills are really amazing. When will I be able to catch up with you?"

As Yunxi packed up the silver needles, she said, "As long as you study hard and practice more, you will be able to surpass Master one day."

Apprentice B also said, "Master, I will definitely learn from you carefully and will never be lazy."

Yunxi smiled and nodded: "Okay, don't just talk about it, you have to put it into practice."

"Master, your needlework is truly amazing." Apprentice C exclaimed in admiration.

Yunxi smiled slightly, "This acupuncture method requires diligent practice. You should also work harder in the future."

After treating the patient's condition, Yunxi didn't even have time to take a break and began to explain the causes and treatments of stroke to the apprentices.

She stood in front of everyone, her expression serious, her voice steady and powerful: "Stroke is mostly caused by poor blood circulation and the invasion of wind evil into the body.

During treatment, it's necessary to both dredge the meridians and regulate Qi and blood." As she spoke, she stretched out her hands and gestured in the air, as if describing the direction of the human body's meridians.

When the apprentices heard this, they quickly took out their notes, their eyes wide open, afraid of missing a single word. They looked as focused as students eager to learn in class.

On this day, Yunxi Medical Clinic was bustling with people coming and going.

But Yunxi always taught his apprentices patiently without a trace of impatience.

She was so busy that she had no time to rest, giving some advice to one apprentice and correcting the mistakes of another.

By evening, the number of patients in the clinic gradually decreased. Yunxi looked at the slightly tired apprentices, clapped his hands and said, "Everyone has worked hard today. Come, let's summarize what we learned today."

After saying that, she found a stool and sat down.

When the apprentices heard this, they immediately gathered around and talked about their gains and doubts.

Some apprentices scratched their heads and said, "Master, I still don't quite understand how to regulate the Qi and blood."

Some people anxiously shouted: "Master, I always can't do the meridian unblocking technique correctly."

Yunxi listened without a trace of boredom and answered them carefully one by one.

Sometimes she frowned slightly, sometimes she smiled, and explained everything to the apprentices patiently and carefully.

As she was speaking, suddenly, a little beggar ran in and said, "Madam, I have a stomachache."

The little beggar's clothes were tattered, his face was dirty, and his hair was messy like a bird's nest.

Yunxi quickly stood up, pulled the child over, and said softly, "Come, child, let me see."

As she spoke, she reached out and gently pressed on the little beggar's stomach, and asked, "Does it hurt here?"

The little beggar bit his lip and shook his head. Yunxi changed his position and continued asking.

After some diagnosis and treatment, Yunxi went to the medicine cabinet to get some medicine, wrapped it up and handed it to the little beggar. She then took out a few steamed buns from the cabinet and stuffed them into the little beggar's hand, saying, "Child, take these and go back and take your medicine on time. You will get better soon."

The little beggar took the medicine and food, his eyes full of gratitude, tears welling up in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Thank you, ma'am."

Yunxi touched his head and said with a smile: "Go back quickly and take care of your health in the future."

After sending the little beggar away, Yunxi looked at the apprentices and said, "A doctor's heart is compassionate. He should treat everyone equally, regardless of their wealth, status or social status."

The apprentices nodded solemnly.

Day by day passed,

Yunxi's path to inheriting medical skills is becoming smoother and smoother.

On this day, a young woman named Lin Wan'er came to the clinic.

Lin Wan'er was beautiful, though her face looked a little haggard. She wore plain clothes, her hair tied simply back.

As soon as she entered, she bowed to Yunxi and said timidly, "Madam Yunxi, I have heard that you are an excellent doctor, so I have come here to become your disciple."

Yunxi put down the herbs in her hand, looked up at her, her eyes sharp and steady, and asked, "Why do you want to study medicine?"

Lin Wan'er raised her head, a glint of determination flashed in her eyes. She bit her lip and said, "I lost both my parents when I was young and have seen so much suffering in the world. I want to help more people by studying medicine."

Yunxi was slightly moved, nodded and said, "Okay, then you can stay."

From then on, Lin Wan'er became another apprentice of Yunxi. Yunxi was extremely strict with Lin Wan'er, requiring her to be meticulous in every step, from identifying medicinal herbs to diagnosing illnesses.

Lin Wan'er was also very hardworking and often studied medical books late into the night.

The flame of the oil lamp flickered, making her face appear bright and dim.

Sometimes she frowned in thought, and sometimes she wrote furiously. Her serious look made people couldn't help but praise her.

One day, a seriously injured patient came to the clinic and was bleeding profusely from his wounds.

The patient groaned in pain, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. Yunxi acted decisively and shouted, "Wan'er, come and help bandage the wound."

When Lin Wan'er heard this, her heart skipped a beat and her palms were covered in sweat due to nervousness.

But she took a deep breath, walked quickly to the patient, and carefully picked up the gauze according to Yunxi's instructions.

Her hands trembled slightly and her eyes were fixed on the wound, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

Yunxi watched from the side, occasionally giving instructions: "Wan'er, keep your hands steady."

Lin Wan'er gritted her teeth, trying to calm herself down, and her hand movements gradually became more skillful.

After a busy period, the wound was finally bandaged. Lin Wan'er breathed a long sigh of relief and sat down on the stool, panting with exhaustion.

Yunxi patted her shoulder and said with a smile, "Wan'er, you did a good job. If you practice more in the future, you will become more proficient."

Lin Wan'er wiped the sweat from her forehead and a relieved smile appeared on her face.

Some time later, Lin Wan'er accompanied Yunxi on a medical visit. It was a rainy day, and the roads were muddy.

Lin Wan'er followed Yunxi, taking one step forward and one step back, carrying a medicine box in her hand, her body splashed with mud.

When we arrived at the patient's home, we saw an old man lying on the bed, coughing constantly.

Lin Wan'er quickly helped the old man up, and Yunxi carefully diagnosed him.

Lin Wan'er listened attentively from the side and helped pass things from time to time.

After returning to the clinic, Lin Wan'er didn't even have time to rest and began to organize the medical records.

Yunxi looked at her busy figure and felt relieved.

In this way, under Yunxi's careful teaching, Lin Wan'er's medical skills improved day by day.

Gradually, the reputation of Yunxi Medical Clinic spread throughout the capital, and more and more people came to visit. Yunxi's medical skills were also inherited and developed among her apprentices.