Good doctor pure love diagnosis and treatment

After several days of cloudy and rainy days, it finally cleared up today.

At six o'clock in the morning, although the outside is not considered to be cold and windy, it will definitely not make people feel warm, and the sunlight that has just penetrated the clouds does not bring much warmth.

In some old communities, residents who get up early to exercise gather in the small square of the community.Except for a small number of people who are using exercise equipment, most of the people are lined up neatly, and with the slow and melodious music, they are doing a traditional martial art that can strengthen the body - Tai Chi.

However, the team was obviously composed of middle-aged and elderly people, but it was a young man leading everyone to fight at the front.

The man has a moderate build, not too tall, but his proportions are good, but it's hard to guess how old he is just by looking at his appearance.Because he was dressed really—a bit rustic.

The dark blue sportswear was a popular style several years ago, but it is very difficult to buy it now. It should be worn by men when they were students. Although it is a bit old, it is not broken.On the feet are a pair of ordinary white cloth shoes, although they are still new, but today's young people will definitely not wear them.

This attire gives people the feeling of returning to the school sports meeting in the [-]s.

And the man is wearing a pair of old-fashioned and bulky black-rimmed glasses, which almost cover most of his face. If you add the bangs on his forehead, apart from the mouth and nose, it is impossible to see what he looks like at all. The appearance, the whole body shape makes him exude a "simple" atmosphere.

But if you look closely, you will find that the man has a pair of very beautiful eyes, but unfortunately, not many people can find this.

The man gestured slowly to the music. Tai Chi seemed simple, and every move was like slow motion in a movie, but there were not many people who could really do it well.

However, the man has clearly achieved this. Although he is "unattractive", his skillful boxing skills can't help but make people's eyes shine, as if he was watching a performance, his every move, every move, every throw is full of excitement. The ordinary beauty shows people the so-called softness with strength.

After finishing the last move, Rao Zongyi slowly retreated, closed his eyes and exhaled lightly before turning around.

"Today, that's it. Everyone has worked hard." He said each word slowly, and the unique slow rhythm of speaking has almost become his orthographic mark.

"Doctor Rao, you have worked hard!"

He nodded slightly, walked to the side and picked up an old black coat. After putting it on, the already somewhat inappropriate attire became even more indecent, but he himself didn't care, nodded to everyone, turned and left slowly .

Among the three brothers of the Rao family, Rao Zongyi ranks second. As a Chinese medicine practitioner, he is considered the most independent of the three brothers. It's not that his personality is so weird, but that his temper is "abnormally" slow.

He has a lot of research on health preservation in traditional Chinese medicine, and he has always adhered to the theory that "being impatient is a taboo for health preservation", so no matter how big the matter is, he will not show a sense of urgency.In addition, his personality is also very moderate, so as long as it is not too troublesome, he will not refuse.

Today, Rao Zongyi's life was the same as usual. After eating breakfast slowly, he held the newspaper under his arm, locked the door of the house, and walked slowly towards the hospital where he went to work.

The traditional Chinese medicine hospital he works in is at best a small or medium-sized hospital, but it is well-known nearby.

Walking into an old wooden building, it doesn't feel like a hospital, but more like an antique house.

One of the reasons why Rao Zongyi chose this hospital was because of this building.The deep red paint is somewhat mottled, retaining a traditional atmosphere, and the faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine in the air makes people feel at ease.

Walking through the guard room and walking along the long corridor to the office, he met several nurses who greeted him, but he just nodded slightly, as indifferent as ever, but not rude.

His office is not too big, except for the basic office equipment, a few plants make the whole room look green.There will be no emergency patients in the Chinese medicine clinic, and the atmosphere is quiet and relaxed.

Before work time came, Rao Zongyi turned on the water dispenser first, and then slowly changed into a white robe. The white clothes, slightly messy hair and thick-rimmed glasses made him even more old-fashioned.

While the water dispenser was heating up, he opened the window to circulate the air, watered the plants, took out a cup to make tea, and then buried his head at the table to read the newspaper, like an office worker who has worked for more than ten years.

There were not many people visiting the doctor in the morning, and several of them were elderly people. After checking the pulse and asking a few more questions, after confirming the patient's condition, Rao Zongyi wrote a prescription for the patient to grab the medicine. The whole consultation process went smoothly In progress.

As soon as a patient was sent away, the nurse stood at the door and asked, "Doctor, can the next one come in?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the nurse who has always been indifferent seems to be very happy today, the faint blush on her cheeks looks like a girl in Huaichun—although she is almost 40 years old.

Rao Zongyi nodded expressionlessly, and got up to pour tea before the patient came.

As soon as the teacup was filled, the door opened, and he turned around slowly, looking directly at the person outside the door.

Having been a doctor for so long, it's not common to see a patient like this.

The man at the door was wearing a black suit jacket, a white shirt, and dark jeans. He was tall and well-proportioned, and his skeleton did not seem to be a pure Asian, let alone his three-dimensional facial features full of mixed blood.He is wearing a white shirt with a stand-up collar. Even though the weather is cold at the moment, the neckline is still slightly open. On his feet are a pair of dark brown short boots. His dark brown hair, which is intentionally messed up, hangs naturally on his forehead, which accentuates his deep eyes.

While Rao Zongyi was sizing up the man, the other party was also looking at him. After a few seconds, he frowned slightly.

Not wanting to delve into the meaning of his expression and eyes, Rao Zongyi roughly observed the other person's complexion, and found that apart from excessive anger and a bad complexion, the visitor did not have any signs of fatal symptoms.

Holding the cup and sitting back to his original position, he nodded to the person at the door.

"Please come in."

Raising his eyebrows, Guan Junyang is now considering whether he really wants to go in.This consulting room like a "botanical garden", and the man in front of him, are far from the doctor he imagined—no, it's a world of difference!

Guan Junyang is a director. Although he is young, this does not prevent him from becoming an internationally renowned director. At the age of 32, he became famous five years ago with a dark film that was not expected at the beginning. The box office of that film and the various awards he won made him almost a legend. Now, This legend is developing in the direction of myth.

In recent years, several films made by Guan Junyang have been rated as wandering on the edge of the scale, but even so, it did not affect the box office and word-of-mouth after the film was released.For Guan Junyang, filming pornography as eroticism is the real art. If it is just naked sex, then he might as well just shoot pornographic movies. However, several works with sensitive themes are all big box office hits, which made him The director's career has entered a new realm.

But compared to a director, Guan Junyang's first impression is more like an actor, but as a director, his critical and almost harsh vision has never changed.

While Rao Zongyi sat back in his seat, Guan Junyang looked at the person in front of him again.

Disheveled hair, earthy and heavy glasses, and an outdated shirt under the white robe, obviously without a tie, but even the top button is buttoned up, plus the appearance of holding a thermos in his hand, Simply - beyond words.

Although judging people by their appearance is not appropriate, his occupational disease is judging people by their appearance.Just like the person in the first round of interviews, the appearance is usually the first impression, and Rao Zongyi gave him a very bad first impression.

Guan Junyang has never been in contact with Chinese medicine, and his impression of Chinese medicine is nothing more than pulse diagnosis, acupuncture, cupping, and some folk remedies.He didn't quite understand the treatment method of putting needles on people and igniting fire on them, but surgery without surgery seemed to be a rather easy job.

Today I came to see Chinese medicine because of the proposal of his producer and friend.It is true that his physical condition is not very good recently, so when his friend said that he does not need too much troublesome treatment, but a painless diagnosis and treatment and good medicine without side effects, he immediately accepted this statement and took the time to come Go to this traditional Chinese medicine hospital and find a doctor recommended by a friend.

But shouldn’t all Chinese medicine practitioners be the kind of ancient and rare old people with gray hair and exuding a sense of immortality?Guan Junyang walked into the clinic slowly and asked himself.

Rao Zongyi pushed the bulky looking glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked up at him.

"Are you a doctor?" Guan Junyang couldn't help confirming because he was too suspicious.

Opening the medical records, Rao Zongyi glanced at him and nodded slightly.

"sit."

Guan Junyang hesitated for a moment, but sat down even though he lost interest.

Rao Zongyi glanced at the name and age on the medical record first, and then began to write down his visual observation on it.

Guan Junyang didn't understand why the other party kept writing without saying a word, so he glanced at it. Although ordinary people could not understand what the doctor wrote, he found that the man's handwriting was very beautiful.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Rao Zongyi asked while writing, without raising his head.

"I often suffer from insomnia, and sometimes my body hurts a lot, and I'm not in a good mood recently." Although it is true, it is also somewhat perfunctory.Looking at the bumpkin doctor who felt a little dazed, the way he stared at the medical records proved that he was short-sighted, and he didn't look like he had superb medical skills at all.

"How's your appetite?" Rao Zongyi asked when he finally finished writing.

Guan Junyang slightly raised his eyebrows, "Normal."

"Can you see clearly? Do you often feel that your vision is blurry?"

This is the longest sentence he has said so far, and it also made Guan Junyang find that his speech speed is slower than ordinary people.After thinking about it, he nodded, "I will when I'm tired."

Rao Zongyi nodded, and put down his pen after writing it down.

"Put your hands up."

Guan Junyang glanced down at the small pillow on the table, then idly rolled up his sleeves and put his wrists on it.

Rao Zongyi put his fingers on his wrist, looked forward with both eyes, and began to diagnose the pulse with concentration.

Feeling bored, Guan Junyang looked around, and suddenly noticed that the doctor had a pair of beautiful hands with neatly manicured nails, exuding a healthy and ruddy luster, it must be very comfortable to hold——

"Why are you nervous?" At this moment Rao Zongyi suddenly looked away from him.

nervous?Guan Junyang withdrew his wild thoughts and showed a puzzled face.

"I'm not nervous."

"Your heart is beating faster." Rao Zongyi said slowly, then let go of his hand.

Guan Junyang was stunned.

"Stick out your tongue." Rao Zongyi asked again suddenly.

"Huh?" Asking a gentleman to stick his tongue out in front of other people is an impolite request.

"What's wrong?" Rao Zongyi couldn't understand the reason for his reluctance.

"What are you doing?"

What are you doing? "See a doctor." Although he also began to wonder if the man in front of him came to see a doctor.

"Didn't you get your pulse just now?" Probably the impression was not good at the beginning, Guan Junyang's patience when filming was completely unavailable in front of Rao Zongyi.

As a doctor, such questions that shouldn't be asked during the consultation will also exhaust people's patience, but Rao Zongyi is obviously an exception.

"That's just one of the steps. I'm not a god. I can know your physical condition immediately. If you want to know if there is any problem with your physical condition, please cooperate with me." He said word by word.

If he was an ordinary person, he would get angry even if he didn't get angry when he was questioned like this, but this did not mean that Rao Zongyi had a good temper, but he was relatively indifferent, and felt that it would be innocuous to explain it again.

His professionalism made Guan Junyang unable to refute, so he finally had to reluctantly open his mouth and stick out his tongue.

"Put it out a little more." Rao Zongyi said blankly, "Like a puppy."

"Oh!" Guan Junyang almost bit his own tongue.

What kind of metaphor is this?Is it something a doctor should say?

Staring at the man in front of him, he had the feeling that this man was a quack doctor who could use folk remedies to cure children's bedwetting.

"Hmm - the tip of the tongue is a little red." Rao Zongyi picked up the pen again, wrote a few lines on the medical record, then put it down, and then looked at Guan Junyang with a very serious expression.

"Mr. Guan, generally speaking, you don't have any major problems except for your anger and excessive fatigue; but your body is weak, your life is irregular, too much pressure leads to insomnia, and your lack of energy leads to night sweats. And , you smoke too hard, and, a little too indulgent—”

A series of Chinese medicine terms made Guan Junyang a little confused, but he didn't understand at all, at least his symptoms Rao Zongyi was quite accurate, but he didn't understand what the last sentence meant.

"What do you mean by 'indulging yourself too much'?" Frowning, he asked.

Rao Zongyi stretched out his hand and slowly took off his glasses, took out the glasses cloth and wiped them.The hair on the forehead is a bit long, and because of this action, it hangs down in front of the eyes, making it impossible to see the part above the nose clearly.After a few seconds, he finished wiping his glasses and put them back on, before looking up at the obviously impatient person.

"Excessive sexual intercourse and excessive lust make the body weak, weak, listless—"

"Wait a minute!" Guan Junyang raised his hand to interrupt him, and asked with a completely incomprehensible expression and tone: "Does the excessive intercourse you mean-"

He never denies that he is romantic, even a little promiscuous, in the entertainment industry, some things are like entertainment, you like me, some people want to rely on him to get the position of the protagonist, while some people are interested in his appearance and Money, so there is never a shortage of people in his bed.

Others say that he is romantic or obscene, anyway, what he pays is directly proportional to what he gets, and he has never forced anyone, and he lives freely, that's enough.

It's just that at this time, my "you love me" is called "excessive intercourse" by the person in front of me. Does it mean that he is not good at that? !

Rao Zongyi nodded.If it was another doctor, he might smile and comfort the patient, but his style is not like this. Instead of comforting, he thinks what he should do is to tell the truth.

"If you continue like this, you may have kidney failure." Anyway, it's not a terminal illness, and it won't scare anyone to death.

But obviously, Guan Junyang was still quite frightened.

The word kidney deficiency is like a death sentence for a man, especially for a man like him, saying that he has kidney deficiency is undoubtedly like adding a stain to his career.

But Rao Zongyi didn't understand his thoughts.

"Although it's not very serious, I hope you can restrain yourself a little later." Rao Zongyi took out the prescription list and began to write.

"Grab the medicine according to this list, decoct one medicine twice, boil three bowls of water into one bowl, and drink it twice a day. During this period, you should avoid food, don't drink, don't eat—"

"Wait a minute!" Guan Junyang, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke out.

Rao Zongyi stopped writing and looked up at him.

"I said, did you make a mistake somewhere?" Guan Junyang's tone was almost harsh.

"what?"

"You say I'm overindulgent?"

Rao Zongyi nodded, with a blank expression on his face, not knowing what he said wrong.

"Doctor, doctor!" Guan Junyang gritted his teeth, "I only had sex a few times this month, where did the 'excessive sexual indulgence' come from?!"

"It's not about doing too much to indulge in sexual intercourse. Your body is very weak. With your current condition, it's not suitable to have sex at all."

Hearing this, Guan Junyang's face turned ugly again.

"Are you saying I can't do it?"

"You can also say that..." Rao Zongyi said matter-of-factly, "How did you feel about having sex recently? How long did the orgasm last? How many times did you ejaculate at most? Did you have premature ejaculation?" Jun Yang's handsome face was distorted.

As a man, it is a shame to be told that he is not good at that aspect, but this man is still indifferent, and directly asks him how many times he cums in a night!Doesn't he know that it's less jarring to say the same thing?

He gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you think I'll look like premature ejaculation?"

When Rao Zongyi pushed his glasses, the lens reflected the light, making his eyes completely invisible, making his eyes even more unfathomable.

"This kind of thing can't be done on the surface alone. There are many men who seem to be very strong, but in fact they are not satisfactory in that respect."

Hearing the still calm answer without ups and downs, Guan Junyang closed his eyes, tightened his lips and sighed heavily.

Talking about sex with a man who has no interest or "sexual interest" at all is the most boring thing he has ever done!

"Some men don't have any abnormal behaviors before the age of 40, but once they pass [-], they start to have a lot of—"

"Enough!" With a low growl, he couldn't bear to listen to this country bumpkin analyze the man's hidden diseases rigorously.

He was wrong, he should have turned around and left the moment he saw this man, he must have been in a daze to come to this place filled with the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, now he would rather go to another hospital to smell the smell of disinfectant, even One shot is fine, at least there may be a beautiful and sexy nurse there instead of an old man who said he has a kidney failure!

"What's the matter?" Rao Zongyi still looked dumb, but there was a little more puzzlement on his face, and he looked suspiciously at the man in front of him who suddenly changed his face.

"I just want to know if you can cure my insomnia, but you analyze my sexual ability, don't you think this is what a doctor should do?" Guan Junyang put his hand on the table, fingers His fingertips turned white because of pressing hard, which is his unique action when he is unhappy.

Rao Zongyi blinked twice. Although Guan Junyang's tone was not kind, he still didn't intend to get angry.Putting down his pen, he straightened his glasses and said slowly: "As a doctor, I think I have the responsibility and obligation to tell the patient that besides his own discomfort, there are more and more important issues that need treatment. "

His tone of voice was slightly slower than normal, and it sounded like a faint warning.

Guan Junyang frowned, "Do you think what I need to be treated is sexual ability?"

"If you don't treat it now, you may have to treat that one next time." After a little consideration, Rao Zongyi nodded, his determined look made Guan Junyang even more upset.

However, before he could speak, Rao Zongyi continued slowly. "Anger hurts the liver, happy and sad, longing hurts the spleen, sadness hurts the lungs, and fear hurts the kidneys. Your temper is too irritable. If it goes on for a long time, even getting angry can cause symptoms."

What he said was as incomprehensible to Guan Junyang as ancient prose, and that bland attitude was more like provocation and disdain.

"Hey!" Frowning, he stared at the man in front of him, "You Chinese medicine practitioners treat people like this?!"

Not everyone who comes to see a doctor looks like you——Rao Zongyi smiled at him politely.

"Mr. Guan, it won't take long for your face to look like this. As long as you cover it with a cloth, your family members can kneel and cry beside you." As a doctor, it is necessary for patients to understand their physical condition.

Guan Junyang didn't understand the meaning of his words at first, and it took a few seconds for him to realize that the other party said that his face looked like a dead person-this damn four-eyed man's words are so poisonous!

He gritted his teeth and watched Rao Zongyi holding the cup and walking to the water dispenser to add water. His slow look made people unappetizing. If it wasn't for maintaining his own image, he really wanted to rush up and pinch this man's neck.

Having reached the limit of his patience, he took two deep breaths, stretched out his fingers and pressed his forehead, and regretted coming to this poor hospital to see a doctor. He felt that his illness was not cured, but worse.

"Okay! I admit that my body is indeed not [-]% healthy, but it's not as broken as you said. Don't you think you should be more tactful?"

After pouring the water, Rao Zongyi slowly walked back to his seat. The steaming tea was fragrant, a little lemony, and it seemed to be some kind of herbal medicine. The unique fragrance aroused curiosity.

"Doctors are only tactful when the patient is terminally ill."

This sentence almost made Guan Jun furious.

Ignoring him, Rao Zongyi picked up the pen and continued the unfinished prescription.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the sound of the pen nib sliding across the paper became clear for a while.Guan Junyang adjusted his emotions, looked at the man in front of him, and looked up and down.

"Aren't you under thirty?" he asked suddenly.

As a director, he has a pair of eyes that are very accurate.The first time I saw Rao Zongyi, I knew that this man would not be over 30 years old, but the aura emanating from him was already 40 years old.

A man under the age of 30 looks like a middle-aged uncle, and he is really not very healthy.

"People in their twenties, this outfit will make people think you are in your forties."

Lifting his head, Rao Zongyi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his big glasses blocked most of the smile in his eyes, and he reached out and handed the prescription to Guan Junyang.

"The quality of a doctor has nothing to do with his appearance. Please go get the medicine. There are still patients waiting for me."

Holding the piece of paper with two fingers, Guan Junyang glanced at it. The words on the prescription were flamboyant, and he could vaguely see the Prunella vulgaris and mulberry leaves, but it was impossible to fully understand it.

"What can these things cure?" The doubt in his tone was undisguised.

Rao Zongyi only replied, "Your illness."

"These things are what I need? Plants like weeds?!" Originally, he didn't mean to be disrespectful to Chinese medicine, but he couldn't be polite to this strange doctor.

Aiwujiwu, vice versa, is also established.

Rao Zongyi remained silent for a little longer this time, then turned his head slightly to look at him. "Since you doubt it, why do you still want to see a Chinese medicine doctor?"

It was a good question, and Guan Junyang didn't know how to answer it for a while.It's not right to say that I was on a whim, let alone because I was a little curious and wanted to meet "the young and highly skilled Dr. Rao".

So he didn't answer, just stood up and held the prescription a little rudely, feeling like he was going to throw the paper in the trash when he was out the door.

"It seems that I must be disappointed." After finishing speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

Rao Zongyi called him suddenly at this time, Guan Junyang turned his head impatiently, and saw the person sitting by the window with his back to the sun, his body was covered with a halo, apart from other factors, the picture was somewhat beautiful.

"As long as you take your medicine on time, you won't be disappointed." Rao Zongyi said calmly.

Turning his eyes away from the overall picture, Guan Junyang looked at Rao Zongyi's face and suddenly felt amused.

Regardless of appearance and temperament, this man's size is surprisingly good, or is it like that in Chinese medicine, gentle and humble?

After thinking for a while, he looked down at the prescription in his hand, and asked, "What if I eat these and it still doesn't get better?"

Seemingly understanding what he meant, Rao Zongyi pushed his glasses again.

"That's my negligence as a doctor. You can come—complain to me."

Guan Junyang wasn't interested in complaints or anything, but seeing that the other party's serious look didn't look like he was joking at all, he couldn't help but want to play with him.

After laughing twice, he raised his hand and put the prescription on his lips, "You said that, doctor, then let's try it out, if the result is not what I want, I don't know what will happen What's the matter!" Said, before leaving, he winked at Rao Zongyi, seeing the latter staring at him blankly, with a natural dumbfounded look, he thought it was funny.

Staring blankly at the man who was smiling conceitedly at him and leaving, Rao Zongyi just thought in his heart: Maybe this man should be given some brain-boosting medicine first.