"Section chief Wu!"
Within 30 seconds, the nurse on duty appeared in front of Wu Mian with a large bag of cotton swabs and a bottle of medical alcohol.
"A few cotton swabs are enough." Wu Mian smiled and took out five cotton swabs. "OK, go to the pharmacy."
Taoist Lin watched quietly. Little martial uncle, do you want to disinfect?
There is no trauma on the middle-aged man. Why does he want cotton swabs and alcohol.
by the way! Taoist Lin suddenly had an idea and thought of the truth.
It must be the little martial uncle who carried the silver needle of acupuncture. He disinfected it first, and then went in with two needles. The problem of burping was solved.
I''m still smart. My little martial uncle''s trick can''t hide from my eyes. Taoist Lin thought with a smile.
In fact, Taoist Lin was most curious about little martial uncle''s acupuncture technique, and he guessed that it was probably passed on to little martial uncle by his old man.
The most basic techniques of acupuncture and moxibustion are lifting, inserting and twisting. These Taoist Lin are already very skilled.
Auxiliary techniques include following method, playing method, scraping method, shaking method and tremor method. Among them, the tremor method is the most important test of skill. Taoist Lin saw an old Chinese doctor play a silver needle with his fingers many years ago. When he received the tremor, he was natural and cool.
However, those are "secrets that are not handed down". Taoist Lin can only watch. He has nothing to think about, but he has no chance to learn advanced acupuncture techniques.
I don''t know how little martial uncle will do it.
Taoist Lin looked forward to what little martial uncle had done in the past, and his eyes were blue.
No matter what technique, it has improved a bit with the young martial uncle''s beauty. Don''t look at it. Just thinking about it makes people fascinated.
Thinking, Wu Mian has come to the pharmacy with the patient.
He dipped alcohol with a cotton swab and placed it 2cm in front of the patient''s nose.
"Don''t talk, take a deep breath." Wu Mian said softly.
The middle-aged man looked at Wu Mian with an ignorant face. Although he was confused, he took a deep breath according to Wu Mian''s instructions.
A strong, pungent smell of alcohol went straight to the forehead.
"Cough, cough ~" the middle-aged man coughed.
"Can''t drink?" asked Wu Mian.
"Not a mouthful... Burp ~ ~ ~ drink." the middle-aged man said distressedly.
"It''s all right. I''m sure I won''t hide by smelling the alcohol. Continue, inhale deeply, and then slowly spit out the air." Wu Mian said.
The middle-aged man inhaled and exhaled according to Wu Mian. Taoist Lin looked silly.
It is said that the silver needle will be made by magic, and then "pop" twice. Acupuncture with cool techniques will make the patient have the problem of burping. Where is the script?
What is this special?
Dip a cotton swab in alcohol and let the patient smell it. Then what? Is this a cure or
Taoist Lin looked puzzled.
"Doctor, how much more breath?" the middle-aged man asked after taking five deep breaths. "My panting head hurts and buzzing."
"Almost." Wu Mian said, "just take two more deep breaths."
"Doctor, I can''t smell alcohol. When I was a child, I had a fever. My mother rubbed me with Shaojiu. I didn''t wake up until I slept for three days and nights. I was drunk just by smelling. You said if I drank one mouthful, I wouldn''t have to be sent to the hospital for rescue."
Taoist Lin twists his beard and smiles. This middle-aged man is poor enough. He talks a lot about what he is like. Sick hiccups can''t stop his mouth. He talks endlessly
wait!
Taoist Lin suddenly realized that the patient had been talking for a long time and didn''t hiccup at all.
"All right." Wu Mian took it in front of him, stepped on the medical waste bucket and threw the cotton swab in. Wash your hands in six steps and say, "if you do it again, smell 75% alcohol. It will be much better after 3-5 times and won''t make you so uncomfortable."
“……”
Middle aged men also realize that they don''t burp.
What''s going on?!
He looked at Wu Mian and recalled what the young man had done to himself just now. He subconsciously took two deep breaths. A few days ago, his burping disappeared like a bone maggot.
Even breathing is much smoother.
It''s so comfortable not to burp!
"You''re busy, I''ll go to dinner." Wu Mian smiled, "Xiao hui''er, do you want to pay?"
The nurse on duty was stunned and didn''t know how to answer.
"Don''t charge the disposal fee. Will the head nurse talk about using cotton swabs?" Wu Mian asked in a different way.
"No, no," said the nurse on duty hurriedly, "they are all from the countryside. Can you charge money with a few cotton swabs? Besides, five cotton swabs can''t charge money, can''t they?"
"Thank you." Wu Mian lowered his head slightly. After expressing his thanks, he turned and left with Taoist Lin.
"Little martial uncle, it''s over now?" Taoist Lin asked in surprise.
"This method can only temporarily alleviate the symptoms," Wu Mian said. "Do you know why?"
"Little martial uncle, look at what you said. How can I know."
"Alcohol can excite the sympathetic nerve and inhibit the vagus nerve, and the effect on the vagus nerve is much greater than that on the sympathetic nerve," Wu Mian explained.
"After 75% alcohol was inhaled through the nose, the alcohol quickly inhibited the vagus nerve activity, interrupted the stimulation of dexamethasone on the digestive tract, uploaded to the medullary respiratory center and reached the reflex pathway of the phrenic nerve along the reticular spinal tract, so that the diaphragm could not contract and inhibited hiccup."
"Er..."
"The advantage of this treatment is that it is simple and easy, but the disadvantage is that the effective rate is not high," Wu Mian said.
"What if it doesn''t work?"
"Try other methods. It''s not the only way to treat intractable hiccups by inhaling alcohol." Wu Mian smiled. "If the effect is not good, you can use acupuncture. But he is very sensitive to alcohol. I don''t know if it''s due to alcohol intolerance."
Taoist Lin suddenly had some regrets.
He really wants to see how little martial uncle uses acupuncture to treat.
"I thought..." Taoist Lin sighed.
"Why do you think?" Wu Mian strode out of the emergency department of bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital and came to the breakfast stand.
The boss is starting the pot, the steaming heat rises, and the smell of meat steamed stuffed bun spreads, which makes people move their fingers.
The nurse on duty stood at the door and looked at Wu Mian''s back.
"Xiao hui''er, he''s gone?" Yang Lei came out of the bathroom and asked in a low voice.
"Go, smell the alcohol for the patient, and the patient will be fine." the nurse on duty said absently.
"Cut, evil ways." Yang Lei said contemptuously.
"Don''t talk nonsense." the nurse on duty immediately said unhappily, "section chief Wu is capable. Look at you. People have helped you a lot. You''re not only not grateful, but also gossiping. Lao Yang, why are you like this?"
"He..." Yang Lei concluded, looking out with complex eyes. He saw Wu Mian sitting at the table eating steamed stuffed buns, sighed and turned back to the duty room.