There was a gentle breeze. When the sun rose above the horizon, the streets that were already full of traffic seemed even more congested.
The morning in Xiangjiang also carries the coolness of winter. In this city where frost cannot occur even at the lowest temperature, the coldness of the morning still makes people feel sore on their cheeks blown by the wind.
Mirabelle was sitting in a wheelchair. Even though her thin body was wrapped in a thick down jacket, she still felt horribly emaciated. However, compared to when she first came to Xiangjiang, her eyes were filled with the gloom of death. Although Mirabell was still thin at this time, her eyes were much brighter than before.
"What did you bring me to see? Patients shouldn't stay in this cold wind." Walking through the endless flow of people, looking at the office workers who were rushing around and had no time to look around, Mirabell couldn't help but say asked.
Let yourself take a look at the tall buildings around you?
As the heir to a plutocratic family, he has never seen any kind of prosperity.
Let her see the various aspects of life?
The plutocratic family's training of heirs is much more reliable and down-to-earth than some bullshit experts and some people who eat meat as a vegetarian.
Outsiders would never imagine that Mirabelle, the heir to a wealthy family, had been a farmer for five years. Yes, she was a farmer in the literal sense of the word.
Although this farmer is a bit modern, it is not the primitive agriculture of the past where he carried a hoe to dig the ground. But Mirabelle is an heir to the plutocratic family who has the same temperament and appearance. She can drive a tractor, handle cow dung, deliver foals, and also carry bags of grain and throw them into the car.
It is no exaggeration to say that Mira Belle is better than many young people in rural China who know how to farm. But it is different from ordinary farmers who just farm the land.
Even though Mirabell was working as a farmer, she even carried vegetables to sell in nearby small towns. But at night when no one else could see her, she was working hard to learn all kinds of knowledge.
The Ph.D. in Economics on her head is a real degree without a trace of moisture, so Mirabelle understands the hard work of ordinary people at the bottom, and also has the cold blood of high-level capitalists.
Therefore, if Baizhu wants to use the lower class people in front of her to comfort her and treat her anorexia, it is completely impossible.
Yes, looking at all aspects of life is also a way to treat anorexia. Of course, this is not exclusive to traditional Chinese medicine. To be precise, in addition to seeing a doctor for anorexia, you should also see a psychiatrist.
Because when you suffer from anorexia when your body functions are completely normal, it is not a physical problem, but a psychological problem. Ninety-nine percent of anorexic patients actually have psychological problems.
"It is true that patients should not stay in the cold wind, but you are not an ordinary patient, and your heating measures are very good. With these heating measures, there is basically no difference between staying outside and staying in an air-conditioned room.
Or to be more precise, being outside is better for you than staying in an air-conditioned room when you have the right measures to keep yourself warm. At least the air outside is fresher. "Baizhu said.
"Do you mean the fresh air filled with car exhaust? And the measures I took to keep myself warm are indeed good, but the air I breathe is cold, and I can already feel the coldness in my nasal cavity. So you'd better Tell me what the hell we're doing or I don't want to go on this pointless walk."
"Actually, there is nothing specific to do. I just want to take you out to soak up the smoke. Your treatment is not ideal now, so some tentative auxiliary treatments are needed." Baizhu said.
Although Mirabelle's body improved somewhat through treatment, it did not meet Bai Zhu's expectations. Although Mirabelle is very satisfied with her current state of being able to barely eat a small amount, as the attending doctor, what she needs to do is to let the patient recover, rather than dragging her feet like she is now.
So after Baizhu didn't have a good treatment method, he asked his alma mater for help. After consultation with some old Chinese medicine doctors, after confirming his approach, he felt that even if he took action, he couldn't do better than him.
Therefore, they didn't have any good ideas on how to cure Mirabelle. Finally, a folk Chinese medicine doctor thought of the "Zhuyou" treatment method that has almost been lost in traditional Chinese medicine.
If traditional Chinese medicine still has this theoretical and practical basis, then the treatment method of 'Zhu' is a bit biased towards the theological field where Taoist priests catch ghosts and wizards pray for blessings.
Even if we use modern science to explain it, we can still use the term magnetic field. But understanding 'blessing' really feels like studying theology.
I don’t know much about this unfamiliar field of Atractylodes. After asking a senior for advice, the solution he gave me was to be exposed to more fireworks.
Most people's understanding of fireworks is to find a relatively traditional rural area with cooking smoke for sunrise and sunset, but Mirabelle must have had better and more traditional resting conditions before, but it was not very useful.
Therefore, after combining what they have learned and the changes in modern society, any senior has defined the fireworks for Mirabelle, which is to walk more among the crowd and have more contact with people.
So there was a scene where Baizhu pushed Mirabelle in a wheelchair and walked slowly on the busy road during the morning rush hour in Xiangjiang.
"I think your attempt is completely useless. Instead of trying this, it might be better to use acupuncture stimulation like the first day." Mirabelle said.
Thinking of the treatment scene of the 'eating trial' on the first day, she couldn't help but start to secrete saliva, and even had the urge to eat to satisfy her hunger.
But she didn't let Baizhu buy breakfast for herself, because she had always had the urge to eat during this period, but when the food entered her mouth, even the food she tried before, 99% of it would be spit out directly.
Without the magical acupuncture that opened her taste buds the first time, she always felt like eating now was like eating garbage that made her extremely sick.
"I explained to you before that this method cannot be commonly used. Stimulating the body to eat is only a last resort. This method is useful but puts too much burden on your body. Because the original energy is burned when stimulating, and replenishing the original source is very troublesome. .
If the last meal consumed ten points of your original energy, then during this period of rest, your original energy will only be replenished by five points, or even less. So that method cannot be used. "
"I feel that my health is much better now than before. You also said that according to my current situation, as long as I can continue to eat reluctantly, it will not be a problem to live for another three years. But before, I received a death notice."
"It's different. Although your body has gotten better, it's true that your original condition has not been restored."
"I can't understand your logic." Mirabelle frowned. Her IQ was definitely above average, and much higher. But because of the difference in three views, her previous concept was unable to understand the so-called differences in traditional Chinese medicine. This was not because of insufficient IQ, but because this aspect was a blind spot in her knowledge.
"A lot of professional knowledge can't be explained to you. Just understand nature and nurture. What you used to consume was nature, which was very troublesome to make up for, but what you are recovering now is nurture."
"Nature and nurture?" Mirabelle frowned. It seemed that she needed to speed up her study of Chinese culture. Put aside the questions that she didn't understand for the time being. There was no point in forcing understanding if the knowledge reserve was not in place.
After putting down the question, Mirabelle continued to ask, "Then the fireworks you are making now are replenishing the innate?"
"the day after tomorrow!"
