Diabetes is a common chronic disease that can cause dysfunction in multiple tissues of the body.
The woman in front of Lin Tian had a thin face, and after asking a few questions, it was apparent she exhibited symptoms common among diabetes patients.
Many famous people in ancient tis had diabetes, not to ntion emperors and concubines.
Back when Western dicine wasn't so advanced, wasn't every illness treated with ancient redies?
Lin Tian happened to know several secret royal prescriptions for treating diabetes, of course, all using ancient dicine.
Since it wouldn't be feasible to do free consultations every day, Lin Tian wrote down the entire treatnt process for the woman, clearly outlining what dicine to take and what to do at each stage.
"Dad, look, another one left. Why do I feel this Lin Tian isn't all that capable?" Liu Chan whispered, and if it weren't for Mr. Zhang standing nearby, he would have started mocking by now.
"Hehe, don't think that just because he cured a comatose patient, there's no illness in this world that can stump him. Don't forget, what kind of patients have we brought today? I don't believe he can beat ."
Liu Mang laughed sinisterly, not at all afraid of being overheard by Mr. Zhang and the other officials. Since they didn't care for him, he had already distanced himself, and even if Mr. Zhang had ears like a hawk, he wouldn't hear.
Zhang Zhixing watched the woman who had walked away, and asked the official beside him, "You all saw Lin Tian's treatnt process just now, what do you think of it?"
Mr. Liu of the dical Managent Institute said, "This young man is peculiar. He didn't take the pulse or ask the patient about her condition, yet he could tell it's diabetes at a glance and explained the symptoms clearly. That's quite remarkable. It's just that I don't know what prescription he gave."
Don't underestimate the officials beside Zhang Zhixing; they are all pragmatic individuals related to dicine. They're professionally trained, knowledgeable in both dicine and politics.
These people are Zhang Zhixing's reliable assistants.
"Minister, should I have soone get that prescription?" an official asked beside Zhang Zhixing.
Zhang Zhixing waved his hand, "No need, it doesn't seem very honorable to do so. If we want to know, we can just ask the lad directly later."
Lin Tian naturally noticed Zhang Zhixing and the others, a simple greeting sufficed; there was no need to fawn over them like a lapdog, that would only be annoying.
The best way to associate is indifferently among gentlen.
A woman wearing a black trench coat walked in; she was Lin Tian's next patient.
Lin Tian looked at her face; her features were beautiful. Her eyes and face appeared full of Spiritual Qi, similar to Sisi, a type of beauty.
At first glance, Lin Tian couldn't see what illness this woman had. If he had to say she was different from a normal person, it was that she wore very thick makeup, with lots of foundation applied.
Perhaps others couldn't notice, but Lin Tian could see that this woman's face was covered in freckles, all hidden by the foundation.
The "Inner Canon of the Yellow Emperor" says: External manifestations reflect internal conditions.
The woman's freckles were probably her ailnt.
Seeing the person treating her illness was such a young handso guy, the woman was montarily stunned, then sat down in front of Lin Tian with a strange look on her face.
"You... are the renowned doctor treating ?"
The woman looked at Lin Tian incredulously; even though he was handso, wasn't he too young? And still a man!
"I'm not a renowned doctor, but my dical skills are decent. Miss, please extend your left wrist, and I'll take your pulse," Lin Tian said.
"I don't want to see a doctor anymore, I don't want to." The woman's expression clearly looked flustered, as she got up to leave.
Calm and unhurried, Lin Tian said, "You'd better sit down. I can tell you have an unspeakable condition. It's probably the freckles on your face, right? Rest assured, as a doctor with dical ethics, I won't go around publicizing your condition."
The woman paused her upward movent and quickly took out a small mirror from her bag. After checking for a long ti and finding no problem with her makeup, she beca even more puzzled, "How did you see the freckles on my face?"
"Uh..." Lin Tian paused a bit, he couldn't exactly tell her that he had X-ray vision, could he?
"It's like this, our ancient dicine doesn't have so much equipnt. Besides taking the pulse, diagnosing involves looking, slling, asking, and feeling. I could tell from your fine pores that your ridians are not very clear, and with such heavy makeup, there must be sothing on your face to cover. I think it may be freckles," Lin Tian spouted nonsense confidently, surprisingly the woman believed him, thinking this young man had good dical skills.
"But... you're a guy, how can you understand my condition!" she said very annoyed.
Seeing her look of disdain, Lin Tian thought if not for knowing he's handso, he would've thought she was expressing disgust.
"Just set aside those secular notions, treat as a doctor," Lin Tian advised.
"Alright then." The woman sat back down, truthfully thinking Lin Tian was so handso, letting him know wasn't a big deal.
After sitting down, the woman handed over her information.
Lin Tian glanced down: Zhou Yan, female, 31, cervicitis.
Lin Tian felt a little embarrassed; no wonder she was so embarrassed. It turned out to be a gynecological condition.
The freckles on her face were probably due to this.
"Doctor... can you treat my condition?"
Speaking her condition in front of a young man made Zhou Yan feel quite embarrassed.
Cervicitis, a common gynecological disease. Though common, it's quite torturous for won and very troubleso.
"I can treat it, but shouldn't you be going to the gynecology departnt?" Lin Tian asked puzzled, seeing Zhou Yan's hesitant look. How co she didn't clarify whether the doctor was male or female before coming to see him? Most ancient dicine practitioners were n.
"I don't know, I was arranged to co here, said a renowned doctor was offering free treatnt."
Lin Tian felt slightly embarrassed, yet another good deed by Liu Mang.
"Doctor, you said you can treat it, how do you treat it? Do I need to take herbal dicine? Herbal dicine is bitter, right? And do I have to take a lot of it? Does it also involve acupuncture? Acupuncture is painful, right?" Zhou Yan looked puzzled, if not for thinking Lin Tian was a bit capable and handso, she would've left already.
Lin Tian shook his head, "It seems you have so misconceptions about ancient dicine. For your condition, herbal dicine is needed, but it isn't bitter and there isn't much of it. Acupuncture isn't required, just massage."
"Massage? Massage where?" Zhou Yan's expression was strange.
Without much thought, Lin Tian replied directly, "Of course where the illness is, you massage there."
"What?"
Zhou Yan exclaid, leaping up from her chair. Massage where the illness is—I'm talking about gynecological issues!
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