Chapter 127

Hearing Merton's explanation, the young woman let go of her guard and asked Mo Wu to start measuring.

"Eh!"

Mo Wu repeatedly looked at the value of the sphygmomanometer and measured it several times.

Then he took out a strange thing and hung it around his neck. One end of his neck was buckled on his ear, and the other end let the woman stick to his chest.

"This is a stethoscope! It can expand the sound of breathing and heartbeat of the human body more than a hundred times, which is more conducive to the doctor's judgment of the disease."

Without waiting for the doctors present to ask questions, Merton took the initiative to explain the stethoscope's debut in the Tang Dynasty.

"Expand to more than a hundred times!"

Sun Simiao was shocked when he heard the speech. Compared with the monotonous tool of sphygmomanometer, stethoscope is of great use.

We should know that the essence of traditional Chinese medicine is the four diagnostic methods, that is, looking, smelling and asking. This smell is listening to breathing. If this stethoscope can magnify the smell more than a hundred times, it will be of great help to the diagnosis of the disease.

Sun Simiao was immediately overjoyed. Of course, with his insight, he knew that these two things were great news for doctors. Previous doctors' diagnosis was based on experience. If these tools were added, the accuracy of diagnosis would be greatly improved.

Perhaps the function of sphygmomanometer is too monotonous to compare with pulse cutting, but sphygmomanometer has incomparable advantages, that is, an ordinary apprentice can operate it.

The stethoscope in front of us is an artifact that even a peerless famous doctor like Sun Simiao is moved by.

"What's more difficult is that neither of them let the doctor

Contact with the human body is more convenient for the diagnosis of women. "Merton threw another shocking role.

"Ah!"

Liu Mingcheng and his son immediately looked embarrassed. The biggest customers of hanging silk to diagnose pulse were some expensive women. These women were very conservative and generous. Liu's medical school made a fortune because of this.

Now, MOH hospital has launched stethoscope and sphygmomanometer, which directly flattens the greatest advantage of hanging wire for pulse diagnosis.

The doctors in many medical schools immediately thought about it. As doctors, they are most difficult when women are ill. Although doctors are worried about their parents, the defense between men and women is also very serious in this era, especially in Chang'an City, there are famous families and nobles everywhere. These noble families especially like this.

After all, not every doctor would hang a thread to check the pulse, and a large number of customers went to Liu's hospital,

If our own hospital can also have sphygmomanometers and stethoscopes, it will not double the number of visitors in the future, at least by more than 50%.

"I don't know how much these stethoscopes and sphygmomanometers cost. Can you sell them to us?" Zhang Ling, a sitting doctor in zhangjiayi hospital, couldn't help asking.

Liu's father and son immediately looked at the traitor angrily. He was the one who shouted slogans to support him. Now he saw that the wind direction was wrong and immediately defected.

Zhang Ling didn't care about the glare of the Liu family's father and son. When Mo hospital didn't rise, the Zhang family medical school and the Liu family medical school were sworn enemies. However, the Liu family's father and son pressed the Zhang family with the hanging wire for pulse diagnosis. Now the opportunity for the Zhang family has come. The emergence of stethoscope and sphygmomanometer made Zhang Ling aware of the end of the hanging wire for pulse diagnosis.

However, Liu's father and son didn't have time to find Zhang Ling's trouble. Merton's words made him like being struck by thunder.

"Sell! It's impossible now. We'll have to wait until the Mexican hospital is fully equipped, but when everyone here is leaving, everyone will give a set of sphygmomanometer and stethoscope."

"Thank you, master Mo!" Zhang Ling and other doctors thanked one after another.

Even Sun Simiao showed a satisfied smile. He is good at gynecology and pediatrics. Of course, he also knows the biggest problem of women's treatment at present.

Only the Liu family and their son were embarrassed for a while. Seeing that the Mohist family said that this thing seems to be capable of mass production, doesn't it mean that their own hanging silk pulse is no longer the only choice for rich and noble women.

"Don't be complacent too early. It's unknown whether these two things are useful. Maybe they won't help diagnose the disease!" Liu Mingcheng snorted.

The people immediately stagnated, but they immediately put this worry behind them. With the legendary deeds of Mozi in the past, this kind of thing can't be fake at all, not to mention being used right now? Is it true or false. It will be known soon.

Mo Wu was driven to the shelves to practice medicine for the first time. He was nervous. In order to be afraid of making mistakes, he measured it several times in a row.

"Does the girl usually have a headache and dizziness, get up tired and weak in the morning, and have a faint pain in her heart?" Mo Wu asked.

"Yes, yes! The secret pain in the heart and mouth is recent." the woman nodded repeatedly.

Mo Wu thought for a while and said definitely, "girl, you are not ill. These symptoms are just caused by low blood pressure, that is, hypotension!"

"Low blood pressure? Little doctor, do you know any medical skills? How can you make arbitrary diagnosis and treatment!" Liu Mingcheng was ecstatic and shouted.

All the doctors were in an uproar. None of them had read enough medical books and had never heard of the disease of low blood pressure.

However, the woman is not angry at the moment. She has heard enough of the long-term conditioning of other doctors. Now she finally has a different diagnosis and treatment, and can easily and accurately tell her symptoms.

"Then you say how to treat it and what medicine to take." the woman asked.

Mo Wu shook his head and said, "you don't need to take medicine. As long as you keep practicing Wuqinxi for an hour every day, you will be able to improve the girl's symptoms in the long run."

"Hypotension is obviously a disease of body deficiency. If Wuqinxi can cure the disease of body deficiency, it is the biggest joke in the world." Liu Licheng sneered, and he was absolutely confident in his judgment.

"Please let doctor sun preside over justice!" Liu Mingcheng and his son sang and cooperated very tacitly.

"Doctor sun!" the woman looked forward to reaching out to Sun Simiao.

Sun Simiao put his finger on it, carefully cut the pulse for the woman, and asked the woman about her usual symptoms and the drugs she had taken in the past.

After a long time, Sun Simiao nodded and said, "it is indeed a disease of body deficiency."

"Hahaha!" the Liu family's father and son laughed wildly.

Mo Wu suddenly looked depressed and looked at Mo ton at a loss.

"It's okay! You have to trust your own judgment!" Merton encouraged.

"Believe in yourself, even doctor Sun said it was a disease of physical deficiency. You still don't know how to repent. Little doctor, you'd better learn more years!" Liu Mingcheng said proudly.

Sun Simiao nodded and said, "this is indeed the disease of body deficiency. We don't know why the disease of body deficiency began all the time. Now we finally have a conclusion, that is hypotension!"

"Er, ER!" the Liu family's father and son immediately choked like a male goose strangled at the neck.

Mo Wu was overwhelmed by ecstasy. His first practice of medicine was recognized by Sun Simiao. He was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

Other people in the hospital were also surprised and couldn't believe looking at Mo Wu and Sun Simiao. They have no doubt about Sun Simiao's position and medical skills. After all, Sun Simiao's position is there.

They were surprised by Mo Wu and the magical sphygmomanometer and stethoscope in his hand.

The next scene completely shocked all the people. Several consecutive patients came on stage. Mo Wu and Liu Licheng took turns to fight, but the result was a big drop in the eyes.

A little medical apprentice, with a simple sphygmomanometer and stethoscope in his hand, did not lose the wind in diagnosing the pulse. Everyone was aware of a serious problem.

The magical performance of sphygmomanometer and stethoscope, coupled with the fact that it does not allow doctors to contact the human body, makes female patients have no worries at home. From then on, I'm afraid that hanging wire pulse diagnosis will really become a great noise.