409 rough

Style: Romance Author: Zang FushengWords: 3120Update Time: 24/01/18 18:16:30
The so-called antiques, luxury goods and other mysterious things are probably only wanted by dabblers. Wang Yanan's family is well off, but the girl has a bratish personality and doesn't know much about cosmetics or bags. If it weren't for Jia Suyue, she probably only knows about Nike and Adidas.

But Jiang Nini is different. The girl's family's conditions are similar to Wang Yanan's, but she can't help but have many capable relatives. They have learned a lot about things from childhood.

So her world view is a little too realistic, she knows how to take care of herself and knows many famous brands. After entering the special needs ward, Zhang Fan and Wang Yanan were not impressed because they were bumpkin from a small city and they didn't understand.

But Jiang Nini was different. Looking at the bags on the table and what Ms. Jiang with the same surname was wearing, the girl was almost intoxicated, "This is life!"

In fact, she only knows a little bit about it. But she just likes it. If you give her a genuine product and one from a certain state, she can't tell the difference. Maybe it's just the difference between people's hobbies, which is understandable.

There is one more middle-aged man in the ward than yesterday. He is a very elegant man in his early forties. Although he does not speak, he can give people a sense of tranquility.

During the last treatment, Zhang Fan made Ms. Jiang very angry. People like Ms. Jiang are born to fight. If it were someone else, they would not be angry at the doctor's tone even if they didn't thank him. But if she couldn't, she would let the other person understand the wonders of the world.

"Ms. Jiang, are you still treating her today?" Zhang Fan was not stupid. He saw Ms. Jiang's proud expression as soon as he walked in. Although he didn't know what was going on, he was definitely not here for treatment.

"Oh, Doctor Zhang, this is Doctor Qiu, Qiu Chengyi, a master of Chinese medicine!" Ms. Jiang's raised corners of her mouth and her impeccable etiquette made Zhang Fan sick.

There were so many surgeries waiting for him. If Ouyang Qian had not warned him, he would have turned around and left. "You've had enough to eat. If you have nothing to do, find someone to compete with. Is this a martial arts tournament?"

"Oh!" Zhang Fan was not as polite as her. He nodded without saying anything. If the other party doesn't listen to her words, he will definitely leave and have no time to play with her.

"Hello Dr. Zhang, I am also a doctor, but a Chinese medicine. In the early years, my father was responsible for Ms. Jiang's diagnosis and treatment. In the past few years, after I accepted it, the results were very unsatisfactory.

Although Ms. Jiang never blamed me, I could feel it. This time I heard from Ms. Jiang that there was a Western medicine doctor who was good at massage, so I came over to take a look.

Please bear with me if I am presumptuous. If there are no taboos, I would like to take a look. Is it convenient? "After Dr. Qiu finished speaking, Ms. Jiang opened her mouth, and her red lips were so surprised that she couldn't close them.

This is a knowledgeable person. Dr. Qiu is good at diagnosing the pulse but not good at massage, which means he has poor hands-on skills. He knows how to treat, but the effect is not good. So when he heard about the treatment Zhang Fan gave to Ms. Jiang, He knew that this doctor was not simple.

Dr. Qiu's father was already in his fifties when he became successful in massage therapy. But how old he is, he is probably not as old as his own son. Moreover, to be good at Chinese medicine, you must first be very proficient in ancient Chinese culture, so what he gave Zhang Fan and the others was a very restrained and gentle feeling, like jade.

Most people are just docile, and Zhang Fan can't escape. If Dr. Qiu had been a little tougher today, he would definitely turn around and leave.

There is no such thing as a competition, a slap in the face, or dignity. Zhang Fan does not rely on them to make a living. Whether his skills are good or not, they are not an official organization. There is no need to fight and he is just full.

With this kind of effort, Zhang Fan might as well do a few more surgeries. I guess this is the difference between ordinary people and so-called superior people. They may have outgrown their vulgar taste!

Ms. Jiang didn't take Zhang Fan too seriously because she had seen too many good doctors, but Dr. Qiu directly lifted him up. Ms. Jiang felt a little confused, but she couldn't blame Dr. Qiu.

For many years, their family has always considered Dr. Qiu and his family as family doctors. They can hire him, but they cannot use him.

"Study together, learn together. Haha, judging from the accent, Dr. Qiu is not from here?" Zhang Fan said with a smile. It's easy to talk about anything if the hair is smoothed, but it can't be done when the hair is exploded. This is what young people are.

"People from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, please invite Dr. Zhang!" As he spoke, Dr. Qiu made a gesture of inviting me.

"Okay! Ms. Jiang, do you still want to do this treatment?" Zhang Fan didn't give her a good word. There are many problems. The government invited you here, not me.

"Okay, I'll bother you, Dr. Zhang." Ms. Jiang understood as soon as she saw it. She didn't make fun of her body. Dr. Qiu was very polite, so she immediately changed her attitude. Houhei can be considered to have a certain amount of skill.

Zhang Fan began to prepare for the treatment, and began to rub his hands together, palms facing each other. Ms. Jiang also entered the suite.

When the treatment started, Zhang Fan started massaging again along the muscle texture. Because of the first treatment, this time it was not so strenuous.

Fibrositis, although we don’t know how it is caused, is generally a kind of sterile inflammation, with various adhesions and various internal reactions. It can be regarded as various fighting factors in the body interacting with each other in a limited space. Massacre.

There are three types of treatments in Western medicine. One is analgesic and anti-inflammatory. In layman's terms, it means pretending not to see it, and then using painkillers to control it. Let them fight, and if the results come out, they may not fight.

The second is to use hormones to directly disrupt their war. The third method is surgery, which involves cutting off all the soldiers on the battlefield. It's very rough, but the effect is good. It can be regarded as a treatment that targets the symptoms but not the cause.

Zhang Fan's massage is actually a kind of treatment that targets the symptoms rather than the causes. It directly follows the texture of the muscles and the various channels in them to forcibly disperse the various factors that gather together.

Why are there not many people who know how to do this technique? It’s because it requires too much understanding of anatomy. People who have this skill have gone for surgery. In other words, Zhang Fan only has the system to practice countless times, but most people don't have the conditions to practice infinitely.

Ms. Jiang was humiliated. She should have moaned when she felt comfortable, but she gritted her teeth and kept silent. Zhang Fan thought it had no effect, so he increased his strength, going up and down again. Ms. Jiang finally couldn't hold it back, and she let out a long moan, which finally relieved her knot.

"Why should I meet him for such a technical dog? I am really the same." Ms. Jiang figured it out. She couldn't figure it out. Zhang Fan hurt her. "Doctor Zhang, please be gentle, it hurts a little! Slowly, it will hurt more than doing it for a day!"

"Oh!" Zhang Fan responded and regained a little strength. He was also tired.

Wang Yanan and Dr. Qiu stared at Zhang Fan for treatment, while Jiang Nini looked around. The beautiful bag was so attractive.

Looking at Zhang Fan's technique, Doctor Qiu frowned. Wang Yanan was a little eager to give it a try. She thought she should be able to do it, because after seeing this technique last time, she went home and grabbed her mother and father and pressed hard. Her mother and father were just like Ms. Jiang now, screaming in pain.

"Dr. Zhang's understanding of human anatomy is truly extraordinary." Dr. Qiu looked at Zhang Fan's technique and said with a frown. This was true, but if he was asked to brag about his technique without conscience, he couldn't do it.

In fact, he felt awkward in his heart. The other party relied on his super anatomical skills to forcibly break through the adhesions and relieve the symptoms. rough! It's very rough and vulgar. It's not a massage, although it's very effective.

Although Dr. Qiu cannot achieve the exquisite skills of his old father, he still has good vision.

"Oh!" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, "Dr. Qiu, are there any disadvantages to this kind of massage?" Zhang Fan heard the overtone of the words.

"I can't talk about the disadvantages. This massage technique can indeed quickly relieve the patient's pain, but has Dr. Zhang ever thought about whether it would be easy for it to relapse after you forcibly open the gap between the muscles?"

"This disease will relapse even if it is not solved! And if it is combined with musk absorption treatment, the number of relapses will be reduced. If you can add self-muscle exercise, the number of relapses will probably be reduced." Zhang Fan is still happy to communicate normally. of.

"Absorption of musk is a good way." Dr. Qiu nodded and then asked, "What kind of muscle exercise is this?"

Zhang Fan pushed hard and said. Ms. Jiang listened to the conversation between the two of them, and her heart was up and down.

"Make muscle fibers thicker and stronger and gaps smaller. Do strength exercises."

"Oh!" Dr. Qiu nodded. "Why don't you treat Ms. Jiang by seeking the root of the disease, selecting acupoints along the meridians, and regulating the internal organs." This is not looking for trouble, but Dr. Qiu's true appreciation for Zhang Fan. He can be such a doctor who is so proficient in anatomy. If you can become more proficient in regulating the internal organs, you will definitely be even more powerful.

"Uh!" Zhang Fan didn't understand, really didn't understand at all. Western medicine undergraduates in China actually study Chinese medicine in school, but they learn the entire Chinese medicine system in one semester, which means they fool the students and their superiors. What's more, Zhang Fan would definitely skip class when he was in school.

"Hey! It's about treating the cause and finding the source of the disease."

"Uh! There are too many causes of this disease, and there is no way to treat it!"

There was no way to talk anymore, "Here, take a look at this technique of mine." As he spoke, Dr. Qiu, who was very skilled, took over Zhang Fan's position after cleaning his hands. Zhang Fan's treatment was also over, and he simply handed over to Zhang Fan. Doctor Qiu.

"Your technique is too simple. You should use the point method here, and the shaking method here..."

"Aren't you trying to break through her adhesions? Why don't you just push her away?" Zhang Fan told the truth.

Dr. Qiu's hands couldn't help but tremble. In the eastern Zhejiang area, there were so many people who wanted to be his disciples, but today they were looked down upon.

"Yes, the effect of your technique is very significant in a short period of time, but I think it should be reviewed." Dr. Qiu stopped massaging and took Zhang Fan and the others out of the suite.

"There are not many doctors who are proficient in anatomy to your level. If you can learn a little more about Chinese medicine and then immerse yourself in it for more than ten years, you will definitely become a national expert in the future. And the rest of our Qiu family can't boast that you are pretty good at this massage. Famous.”

Doctor Qiu sat up straight, looked at Zhang Fan seriously and said that he would wait until Zhang Fan took the initiative to ask him. Then let’s talk about doctors, how to abide by it, and then it’s Bole and Chollima.