The next patient was a middle-aged man. He was thin, with a sallow complexion. He was covering his abdomen with his hands and said in a weak voice: "Doctor, I haven't eaten well for half a month. I had an uncomfortable stomach some time ago and was a little constipated.

, I took some laxatives, but my stomach started to feel bloated and painful, and I couldn’t even eat. I took a lot of Chinese medicine, but it didn’t feel better.”

After listening to his description, Mo Xiaosheng and Liang Luo took his pulse respectively, and then both lowered their heads to write the prescription.

After a while, both of them wrote down the prescription. Mo Xiaosheng's prescription was similar to Liang Luo's, except that the prescription added two taels of rhubarb.

"Do you want to eat a dead person?" Liang Luo glanced at Mo Xiaosheng's recipe, and suddenly said loudly and coldly: "The Guizhi and Peony Decoction I prescribed is enough, why do you need to add rhubarb? The medicine is so heavy.

Do you know that someone will die?"

Liang Luo's words are actually a bit exaggerated. Although taking rhubarb for a long time will indeed damage the spleen and stomach, and may also cause nausea, vomiting, dizziness and other symptoms, it will not kill people.

But after finally catching this loophole, Liang Luo naturally wanted to make the consequences more serious, and what he said was not completely unreasonable.

Perhaps the dosages added by Mo Xiaosheng are nothing to ordinary people, but this patient happened to have a damaged spleen and stomach. Adding rhubarb at this time would indeed be a burden on the spleen and stomach and could easily lead to other complications.

Hearing this, the people watching in the outpatient department suddenly became commotion, especially after they heard that rhubarb could eat dead people, they began to criticize Mo Xiaosheng.

"How irresponsible!"

"How do you become a doctor? Do you know that prescribing the wrong medicine can kill someone?"

Seeing that he had successfully aroused everyone's anger, Liang Luo couldn't help but look at Mo Xiaosheng with a smug look on his face, secretly wanting you to be proud, but he didn't expect that he would also stumble at times.

Facing the accusations from everyone, Mo Xiaosheng still looked calm and composed, and explained: "It is true that the medicine is too strong to add a little rhubarb, but for his symptoms, he must add rhubarb. Your prescription is suitable for warming the yang and activating the qi, but it is difficult for him to do it. Add rhubarb for diarrhea."

Only when the actual conduction is stagnant can it be cured.”

"It's a joke, his disease is originally a symptom of Taiyang disease. Because he mistakenly took the medicine, the evil was trapped in Taiyin, the spleen was injured, the Qi was stagnate, and the collaterals were stagnated, resulting in symptoms such as abdominal fullness and pain." Liang Luo took the pulse very carefully just now and thought it was impossible for him.

Wrong.

"You are right." Mo Xiaosheng nodded and added,

"But abdominal fullness pain can be mild or severe. Every time this big brother feels pain, it must be serious, right?"

"It's very serious. It's like someone using a drill to drill into my stomach." The patient nodded hurriedly.

"When I took my brother's pulse just now, the pulse was stable, but the symptoms did not subside, and the camp and the guards were at odds. If I guessed correctly, brother has probably already taken this prescription." As he spoke, Mo Xiaosheng wrote Liang Luo.

The prescription was pushed in front of him.

The patient lowered his head and looked at the prescription, his eyes lit up, and he quickly said: "Yes, it is this prescription. I have been taking it for more than a week, but it has no effect. I heard that Jishantang is opening today, so I rushed here."

Liang Luo's expression suddenly changed. It was impossible. In order to avoid making mistakes, he checked his pulse for a while longer.

Everyone couldn't help but burst into an uproar, and they all blamed themselves for misunderstanding Mo Xiaosheng just now, "I'm sorry, little brother, we misunderstood you."

"It turns out that some people only have the reputation of being young talents, but in fact they have no real talent at all!"

"Yes, you are fooling us here while we don't understand. Fortunately, there is someone more powerful than you here!"

Facing the ridicule from everyone, Liang Luo's face became a little bit unbearable, and his face turned blue and white.

"If you take the medicine according to my prescription, you will feel better in a few days." Mo Xiaosheng pushed the prescription he prescribed in front of the patient.

Then Mo Xiaosheng raised his head and comforted Liang Luo and said: "Your diagnosis is actually correct, but Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, smelling, asking and feeling. If you remember to ask the patient more next time, you can avoid a lot of detours."

In fact, this Liang Luo has real skills. It is not easy for him to have such medical skills at such a young age. Mo Xiaosheng also admires him a little, but it is a pity that this man is too arrogant.

"Humph!" Liang Luo said goodbye, and Mo Xiaosheng's comfort sounded more like ridicule to him.

"Mr. Liang, look at this prescription..." The patient still didn't believe Mo Xiaosheng, after all, he looked too young.

"You can follow his house, no problem, it will be cured in three doses."

Liang Minghui, who saw everything in his eyes, sighed, then stood up, waved his hand to Liang Luo, and motioned for him to give up his seat, intending to go into battle himself.

"Grandpa, I haven't finished competing with him yet!" Liang Luo was very angry.

"No need to compete anymore, you are no match for me. Starting from tomorrow, your homework will be doubled."

With so many people watching, Liang Minghui felt a little embarrassed. Although his grandson didn't make any big mistakes and every diagnosis was reasonable, compared with Mo Xiaosheng, he was always a little bit behind.

In medicine, it is no exaggeration to describe a difference as a thousand miles.

Now that Liang Minghui was doing the consultation in person, Mo Xiaosheng couldn't help but be a lot more cautious. Except for some certain symptoms, he didn't need to take the pulse. For others, he had to take the pulse carefully before prescribing a prescription.

The prescriptions prescribed each time were almost exactly the same between Mo Xiaosheng's and Liang Minghui's. Even if they were different, they were only slightly different. However, in comparison, Mo Xiaosheng's was better, so overall, Mo Xiaosheng had the upper hand.

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The more the two of them fight, the more interesting they become, and the more they fight, the more they admire each other. Every time they see the other party prescribing the same prescription as themselves, they will look at each other and smile.

Liang Minghui's prejudice against Mo Xiaosheng had long been wiped away, and instead he felt some respect in his heart.

Soon all the patients in the outpatient clinic were diagnosed and treated, and the sky gradually became dark.

The onlookers witnessed such a wonderful competition and were very excited. After all the outpatients were treated, everyone applauded in unison.

In their opinion, the fight ended in a draw.

At this moment, a young couple suddenly squeezed in from outside the door. They glanced at the room and asked hurriedly: "Who is the miracle doctor Liang Minghuiliang?"

"I am." Liang Minghui responded hurriedly.

"Doctor Liang, please save my husband." The woman's voice was filled with tears.

The man beside him looked pale and in pain.

"Don't be impatient. Sit down first. Tell us slowly what your symptoms are." Liang Minghui quickly asked the couple to sit down.

"Doctor Liang, I suddenly got a strange disease some time ago. My back felt like it was on fire. I was sweating all over. I felt very irritable. But starting from my lower abdomen, I always felt cold, as if I had been soaked in cold water.

Yes, I always have frequent and urgent urination, and, and..."

When the man said this, he glanced at the people around him with some embarrassment, and lowered his voice and said to Mr. Liang: "And I have a wet dream every three or four days."

"We saw many doctors in our hometown but nothing worked, so we came to Heyang for treatment. After asking around, we learned that Ji Shan Tang was opening today, so we rushed over. Please save my husband," the woman said.

The voice was urgent and earnest.

Everyone was surprised when they heard this symptom. Half of their bodies were hot and half of their bodies were cold. They had never heard of this symptom before, and they didn't expect such a strange disease to exist.

"Come on, open your mouth and let me see."

After checking the man's mouth, Liang Minghui began to feel his pulse. His face became a little solemn. After a while, he smiled and looked quite confident. He made a gesture of invitation to Mo Xiaosheng, indicating that he should also take a look at the patient, and then he

He lowered his head and started writing the prescription.

After he finished writing the prescription, he saw that Mo Xiaosheng had been sitting next to him without moving. He couldn't help laughing and said: "What's wrong, Xiao Mo, why don't you diagnose it? Our discussion is not over yet, should you?"

You will admit defeat."

The crowd suddenly burst into laughter, but it was not malicious at all, because Mo Xiaosheng's medical skills had completely impressed them.

"The young man has superb medical skills, but he is still a bit young."

"I've never heard of this strange disease. He can't see it, so it's normal."

"Yes, this young man is already very good. He can clearly diagnose so many difficult and miscellaneous diseases. He is already very powerful."

"Looking at the entire Chinese medicine community, there is only one person who is so capable at such a young age!"

Everyone praised Mo Xiaosheng without hesitation.

Wei Xu couldn't help but puff up his chest and seemed proud of knowing Mo Xiaosheng.

"No matter how powerful he is, he still lost to my grandfather." Liang Luo clenched his fists and looked unconvinced.

"That's better than some people who are complacent about some achievements."

"It's just that some people are not as good as others, so they only make sarcastic remarks."

"Young people should know how to be humble and take a look at Dr. Mo."

Everyone no longer bought his fault and laughed at him one after another.

Liang Luo's face turned red after being told that, and he felt a little ashamed.

Mo Xiaosheng sat there without speaking. Looking at the child-like smile on Liang Minghui's face, he really couldn't bear to tell him that in fact, he had already diagnosed this disease without taking a pulse.

Through the competition just now, Mr. Liang also won the respect of Mo Xiaosheng. Nowadays, there are not many doctors who can focus solely on medicine and serve patients wholeheartedly without seeking fame and fortune.

The medicinal materials in Jishantang are very good and the prices are very reasonable, even a little cheap, which shows that Mr. Liang has a kind heart.

Moreover, Mr. Liang's child-like competitive character reminded Mo Xiaosheng of his grandfather, and he felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

He wanted to just give in and let Mr. Liang be happy, but when he looked at the painful man and his eager wife, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

In an attitude of being responsible for the patient, Mo Xiaosheng still opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Liang, the medicine takes effect too slowly. I have a faster way."

Liang Minghui, who was happily instructing the patient on how to make the decoction, couldn't help but be startled and asked doubtfully: "A faster way? Xiao Mo, have you seen the cause of his illness?"

Mo Xiaosheng nodded.

"But you never checked his pulse."

"No need to check your pulse, I have seen this symptom before." Mo Xiaosheng said calmly. He said this just to cover up.

The people watching were in an uproar, and Liang Minghui was also a little surprised. Although he had heard of this disease before, this was the first time he saw it today. How could Mo Xiaosheng, at such a young age, have seen such a disease?

"Hmph, bragging doesn't mean drafting!"
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