Chinese medicine: from rural hospitals to top three hospitals in Kyoto

Wen Haodong was still excited when he returned to the hotel.

He said he had a talent for acupuncture, and it turned out to be true.

The first time I did acupuncture with my eyes blindfolded, it was surprisingly effective.

Chen Yang smiled and said, "Second brother did a great job today."

"But did you notice that when Jin Zhezhu inserted the needles, his energy was impetuous, his finger strength was too strong but not flexible enough? This was because he was too focused on speed and neglected the cultivation of his 'qi'. On the other hand, my second brother was neither arrogant nor impatient, and his mind was calm. The way of acupuncture is to regulate qi and maintain peace, not to be aggressive or aggressive."

"Yes, Master, I remember it." Wen Haodong answered respectfully.

"Yeah, I think so too." Xun Jiahong nodded.

"Director Chen is right." Li Chengjie also nodded.

Su Yunxue didn't say anything, but the look in her eyes when she looked at her second brother was full of sweetness.

During these two days in Seoul, Su Yunxue and Wen Haodong lived in the same room, and their relationship had made substantial progress.

As several people were talking, Chen Yang's cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar local number. He picked up the call, listened to a few sentences, and his expression became slightly solemn.

"What's wrong, Master?" Xun Jiahong asked.

Chen Yang put down his phone and said in a deep voice, "It's Li Zairong. His father suddenly developed a high fever and shortness of breath. His condition is critical. Park Zhenghuan is trying to save him, but the effect is not good... He hopes we can go over and take a look immediately!"

"Shall we go then?" Wen Haodong asked.

"I promised, I will definitely go."

Chen Yang pondered for a moment and said, "Jiahong and I will go, you guys stay in the hotel."

"I want to go too." The second brother didn't want to miss this scene.

"Okay, let's all go." Chen Yang nodded.

When they got downstairs, there was a car sent by Li Zairong waiting for them. They got in the car and rushed to the Han Xing Family Private Medical Center in the suburbs of Seoul at lightning speed.

The medical center was heavily guarded, but under the personal leadership of Li Zairong, Chen Yang and the other two were able to enter a intensive care unit comparable to the ICU of a top hospital without any obstruction.

The atmosphere in the ward was extremely tense.

Various monitoring devices issued shrill alarms. Li Hongming lay on the hospital bed, his face flushed, his breathing rapid and shallow, his chest heaving violently, obviously in a state of extreme hypoxia.

Park Jung-hwan and his team were busy performing acupuncture and massage around the bed, but the effect seemed minimal. Park Jung-hwan's forehead was covered in sweat and his face looked extremely ugly.

"Master Park, how is my father?" Li Zairong asked anxiously.

Park Jung-hwan raised his head and saw Chen Yang and others. A complicated look flashed in his eyes, including shame and unwillingness, but more of a kind of despair that was powerless to change the situation.

He said in a hoarse voice, "President...President suddenly developed internal heat and sudden loss of heart yang...I used Shenfu injection and acupuncture at Neiguan and Tanzhong to try to restore yang and consolidate the loss, but...but the effect was not good..."

Chen Yang's analysis yesterday made Park Jung-hwan feel uneasy. Park Jung-hwan had a premonition that Li Hongming might really have to rely on Chen Yang, but he didn't expect that day to come so soon.

The summit isn't over yet.

If the news of Chen Yang treating Li Hongming were to get out, they would completely lose the confidence to compete with Chen Yang.

"Dr. Chen."

Li Zairong also saw Chen Yang and others and hurried forward.

"Let me check on Mr. Li first."

Chen Yang nodded, ignored Park Jung-hwan, walked to the bedside, and took Li Hongming's wrist pulse.

The pulse is extremely floating and large, but feels hollow when pressed hard, like boiling water. This is a dangerous sign of Yin exhaustion and Yang loss, and the vital energy is about to be lost! Looking at the tongue, it is red and dry, without any saliva, and the tongue coating has peeled off!

"Did you use a large dose of Yang-warming medicine?" Chen Yang asked sternly.

One of Park Jung-hwan's assistants replied in a trembling voice, "Because... because the president's chills have worsened, Master Park has increased the dosage of the aconite in the prescription by another 30% today..."

"Nonsense!"

Chen Yang was rarely furious. "I've already said that the root cause of this illness is a deficiency of liver and kidney essence and blood. It's a sign of extreme deficiency! Not only do you not replenish his essence and blood, but you repeatedly abuse warming and drying methods. This is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, exhausting his remaining true yin! Now that his yin is exhausted and his yang is lost, he is in imminent danger!"

Chen Yang's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

Li Jae-young's face turned pale, and Park Jung-hwan trembled all over and took a step back weakly, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

The facts were in front of him, and he couldn't help but not believe it.

"Dr. Chen! Please, save my father!" Li Zairong grabbed Chen Yang's arm as if grabbing the last straw.

"I try my best!"

Chen Yang's expression was extremely solemn. He quickly said to Wen Haodong and Xun Jiahong, "Haodong, prepare the acupuncture! Select the acupoints: Yongquan, Taixi, and Fuliu, and focus on Guanyuan and Qihai! Use the strongest tonic method, and make sure to preserve this ray of hope! Jiahong, prepare the Chinese medicine! Quick!"

"Yes!" Wen Haodong and Xun Jiahong opened the acupuncture kit and emergency medicine bag they carried with them without hesitation.

Chen Yang concentrated on taking the pulse again, his brain working rapidly.

The patient's yin and yang are separated at this moment, and conventional ginseng and aconite treatment to restore yang is no longer effective, because there is no yin to restrain yang, and extraordinary methods must be used!

"Vice President Li, do you have any wild ginseng that is very old? Preferably one that is over a hundred years old!" Chen Yang asked anxiously.

"Yes! Yes! We happen to have a few hundred-year-old ginsengs passed down from our ancestors at home!" Li Zairong quickly ordered his men to get them.

Soon, an ancient brocade box was delivered.

When you open the box, a century-old ginseng with a human-like shape and intact roots appears before your eyes, and the aroma of medicine fills your nose.

"Hurry! Boil it separately, use high heat and take out the thickest ginseng juice!" Chen Yang ordered.

At the same time, Chen Yang picked up a pen and quickly wrote down a prescription: a large amount of raw earth, cornus officinalis, ophiopogon japonicus, schisandra chinensis, dragon bone, oyster, turtle shell, tortoise shell...

This is a large-dose prescription for nourishing yin, suppressing yang, consolidating deficiency and rescuing adverse conditions. The core is "nourishing yin and restraining yang", which is completely opposite to Park Jung-hwan's idea of ​​"warming yang and reversing adverse conditions".

Xun Jiahong took the prescription and immediately asked someone to take it to get the medicine and boil it.

On the other side, Wen Haodong was giving acupuncture, and then placed moxa cones on the Guanyuan and Qihai acupoints for heavy moxibustion.

Ai Re penetrated the skin, trying to warm the dying fire of life.

Time passed minute by minute, and the ward was silent, with only the ticking of instruments and the slight crackling of burning moxa sticks.

Everyone looked nervously at the data on the monitor and Li Hongming's expression.

Park Jung-hwan and his team stood aside, watching Chen Yang's actions with mixed feelings.

They hoped that Chen Yang could create a miracle and save the president's life, but they were also afraid that if this miracle really happened, it would be a complete negation of their Korean medicine theory.

About half an hour later, just as Li Zairong was on the verge of despair, the monitor's previously abnormal heart rate and blood oxygen saturation values ​​began to show signs of stabilization! Li Hongming's flushed face subsided slightly, and his rapid breathing became slightly smoother!

"It works!" Wen Haodong exclaimed in surprise.

At this time, Xun Jiahong also ran in with the decocted medicine and ginseng juice.

Chen Yang personally fed the ginseng juice into Li Hongming's mouth little by little, and then slowly fed it with decoction.