What Qi Jing said is naturally that Chinese medicine has lasted for thousands of years.

Traditional Chinese medicine has no routine, and there is no operation like a assembly line in treating diseases like a modern hospital. Traditional Chinese medicine is also different from over-consumption of national sentiments and implementing Chinese patent medicines made by Western medicine. The strict view, hearing, questioning and adhering to the concept of thousands of people and thousands of treatments makes traditional Chinese medicine with a very subjective color extremely rigorous.

Because it is too subjective and even handles the treatment by catching medicine, once it is damaged, it is a quack doctor and there is no room for blame.

Of course, the disadvantages of traditional Chinese medicine are also very obvious. In addition to being slow to take effect, the long time of treatment is also a disadvantage.

Without clear intuitive theory as support, and the subjective colors are strong, it is easy to take detours when learning. In addition, the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine also requires a lot of time and experience, which is very difficult in the current traditional Chinese medicine environment. Many traditional Chinese medicine treatment and diagnosis technologies are passed down by word of mouth and need to be passed on, which further exacerbates the current situation of the withering of traditional Chinese medicine talents.

Fortunately, China has long been in line with the world, so it is not difficult to find a traditional Chinese medicine clinic in Seattle.

Qi Jing knew that a very famous Chinese medicine acupuncture hall was not only Chinese, but also many locals would go to his place to treat their illnesses.

Although it is an acupuncture hall opened in a foreign country, the owner of the museum received a doctorate degree from the China Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine, which is basically the highest academic qualification that traditional Chinese medicine can obtain.

Coenter heard that there was such a place, and he ended the case discussion without saying a word. He took Qi Jing, Xu Jiakang and his student Beth, and pulled a taxi and went straight to the acupuncture hall.

The old man didn’t know about traditional Chinese medicine, so he wanted to try his luck this time. After all, everyone was in good health between traditional Chinese and Western medicine in the United States, and there was no deep gap.

On the contrary, Xu Jiakang, who was traveling with him, was deeply influenced by the country and was a little suspicious. Beth's mentality was different from theirs, just to be fresh. Some people just had no resistance to mysterious things.

"Qi Jing, what you said is really useful?"

"It doesn't matter if you try it. Anyway, the patients are like that." Qi Jing sat in the front seat and looked back at him, asking, "Don't you really think that traditional Chinese medicine is a lie, do you?"

"I think it's useless." Xu Jiakang looked out the window and ignored it.

It wasn't surprising that Qi Jing thought about it.

Wang Ting is famous for not liking traditional Chinese medicine. He Tianqin and Wang Ting are brothers. Although the two compete to the death in business, they are particularly consistent in some aspects. This person is He Tianqin's student, so he naturally inherited this set of "fine" traditions. It is not surprising that he has this idea.

It is not surprising that there is prejudice, but when prejudice affects the decision to save people, there will be big problems.

"Let's go and have a look at "Treatise on Febrile Diseases". There are 398 articles, which are 398 vivid cases, and some of them are quite interesting." Qi Jing said with a smile, "Science and technology were still very backward at that time. Although we couldn't use theory, the practical methods were still very useful."

Xu Jiakang smiled: "Your dabbling is so extensive..."

"Let's learn from others' strengths." Qi Jing was rarely serious.

The traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture museum opened by Ma Shouming is the most famous in Seattle, and is also well-known throughout Washington State. It was almost evening, and the museum was still full of patients. In addition to Chinese people, there are indeed many locals here.

For them, when Western medicine does not work, traditional Chinese medicine will bring them surprises, which is the experience of the patient.

The four of them simply expressed their intentions because there were too many patients, so they could only wait outside the quaint clinic for a while.

For Qi Jing and Xu Jiakang, this place is very ordinary. There are many decorations in China. Apart from looking a little friendly, there is nothing to be surprised. But Beth is different. He has never been abroad and has been working in the hospital. He always feels happy when he sees such a place for the first time.

"Is this the hospital in China? Are all the hospitals in China like this?"

"No..." Xu Jiakang felt a little overwhelmed.

"You seem to have some misunderstandings about the hospitals in China." Qi Jing said with a smile.

The mahogany medicine cabinet, the screen, the ink and paintings hanging on the wall, and even the statues of the ancestors placed on the tribute platform were all the objects she carefully looked at: "Who is this?"

There is a basket of bamboo trombone behind, a hiking pole on my hand, and a smell of herbs in front of my nose...

Xu Jiakang said Li Shizhen's name, and also said his experience of tasting hundreds of herbs and the "Compendium of Materia Medica" he wrote later. The stories that domestic primary school students heard badly were particularly wonderful in her ears.

"What about this guy?"

Behind it is a cloth umbrella, with a medicine gourd in her left hand, and a very traditional Hanfu on her body...

Xu Jiakang said the word "Hua Tuo" and then added with a smile: "This is the ancestor of traditional Chinese medicine surgery, but it can also be regarded as the first victim of medical trouble in the world."

"I remember that the top position of the victim of medical affairs has always been Bian Que." Qi Jing pointed to the statue of Bian Que in the distance and said, "Duke Huan of Cai scared him and fled to Qin."

"Is that true?" Xu Jiakang was not interested in these things.

"When were they characters? 19th century?" Beth was curious, "or 18th century?"

"Bian Que was the earliest, from the Warring States Period, BC..." Qi Jing said with a finger, "The youngest Li Shizhen was from the Ming Dynasty, 400 years ago."

"So early? Can medical skills be used at that time?" Beth didn't understand, "There was no laboratory test in your country at that time?"

"There is definitely not. Inspections are all products of industrial civilization." Qi Jing explained, "but traditional Chinese medicine does not use these things, and even in modern times, it is rarely used."

"Don't rely on diagnostic instruments?" Beth became more and more confused as he heard it. "How can he diagnose the disease?"

"Depend to people."

Her questions lasted for a long time until Ma Shouming followed them back to the emergency department of Washington Medical Center and was not answered.

Ma Shouming was able to open a clinic in Seattle, and after watching, listening, asking and touching, he came to the conclusion: "The internal heat is too strong, and the wind evil enters the body, and the hot and wind evils are combined, causing a sudden convulsion. There would have been a large rash, but his physique is different from that of ordinary people, so he should have very little."

Not only that, he hasn't even made any more.

The few people only understood the next sentence. The previous paragraph was too vague and fantasy. Not only Beth and Coent, but even Qi Jing and Xu Jiakang were confused.

Ma Shouming smiled and said, "On the surface, the condition has receded most of the time and the disease has dropped drastically, but the patient's body is also very weak. Now it has caused a situation where both sides have already suffered losses but are still fighting to the death."

"Aphasia is the product of their death-fighting battle with each other, right?" Qi Jing asked.

"Well, indeed, Western medicine calls it sequelae." Ma Shouming took out his own needle box and explained, "I am very confident in my acupuncture, but the condition is very deep and severe. It is already a bit late to use acupuncture at this time, so I can only do my best."

"Can you try it with a prescription?"

"Oh, I've been abroad for more than ten years, and people here are more welcome to acupuncture, and the prescription is very resistant to it." Ma Shouming said helplessly, "Over time, I've become unfamiliar with how some drugs match each other."

Qi Jing nodded. There was nothing we could do about it. If he was thrown into the elderly rehabilitation department for more than ten years, he would probably forget all the messy cases in the emergency department.

"Then are all the herbs there?"

"There are all medicines, but the prescription is not easy to write."

Qi Jing smiled and said, "Just prepare all the herbs, Teacher Ma doesn't need to bother with the prescription. I'll call you tonight and find someone to write for you."
Chapter completed!