The pen writes of a bountiful year.

Chapter 165 The Sitting Consultation

Chapter 2 A Day of Practice

The next morning, Li Qingfeng gathered everyone and harvested all the few mu of radix isatidis.

They were all placed in the medical hall to dry. As for the land remaining after the radix isatidis, it was completely planted with a large quantity of vegetables.

In Li Qingfeng's words, "This money is endless!"

With his assurance, the other villagers became even more firm in their resolve: as long as they followed Boss Feng, they would definitely make money.

With this belief, everything that followed became much easier.

As a large batch of vegetables was planted, Li Qingfeng brought out his spiritual liquid again.

After days of accumulation, Li Qingfeng now had a little more than half a bottle of spiritual liquid. He diluted it many times before watering it onto the vegetable seedlings.

Three days later, this large batch of radix isatidis was all dried.

Li Qingfeng told Pan Xiaolian and then drove his small truck directly to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Pavilion in town.

Elder Li Chenfeng was still seeing patients at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Pavilion. Perhaps due to the recent cooling weather, quite a few people were coming to see him for treatment.

As Li Qingfeng entered, he overheard Elder Li constantly instructing the parent of a child: "After you go back, be sure to grind the radix isatidis into powder and mix it with water to drink. Three days should be enough!"

"Thank you, Doctor Li. Without you, we wouldn't know what to do."

The parent of this child was extremely grateful and thanked Li Chenfeng repeatedly.

"Don't worry, it's nothing. You can go back now!"

Li Chenfeng was used to their gratitude. He calmly accepted the consultation fee and saw them off.

"Next patient!"

Li Chenfeng said with a strong voice.

Hearing his words, Li Qingfeng quickly walked over.

"What are your symptoms?"

"I'm not sick!"

"Not sick? Then why did you come here?"

As Li Chenfeng said this, he suddenly felt that the voice sounded a bit familiar and quickly looked up.

"Li Qingfeng? It's you, kid?"

Indeed, he recognized Li Qingfeng at a glance.

Li Qingfeng had initially thought that Elder Li would welcome him upon recognizing him. However, in the next second, he became the laborer.

Li Chenfeng moved aside and said to him, "You've come at the perfect time. I'm short-handed here. It's crowded today, and I can't manage alone."

"Elder Li, it doesn't seem appropriate for me to sit in for consultations, does it?"

Seeing him like this, Li Qingfeng quickly spoke up.

However, Li Chenfeng clearly didn't care and directly gave up his seat to him.

"You sit here. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me!"

Looking at Elder Li, he could only say helplessly, "Then I'll personally conduct consultations. If there's anything wrong, please tell me."

Although he had the inheritance of the Sage of Medicine, Li Qingfeng could only cautiously express himself in this situation.

After all, this was not his territory, and he wasn't that familiar with Elder Li, so there were some things he couldn't say.

However, the rest of the morning was simply slacking off.

Most of the patients had minor colds, and prescribing some cold medicine was sufficient.

Of course, these were not major issues. The biggest problem was that

many elderly people had cognitive impairment regarding their pathological symptoms, and they were suspicious and convinced that they were sick.

To these people, Li Qingfeng had directly said: "Grandpa, Grandma, you are not sick!"

The scene that followed was predictable. He was almost cursed to death.

These grandpas and grandmas all said, "Young man, you're so young, can you even treat illnesses?"

What should he do next?

Li Qingfeng had no choice but to bring out Li Chenfeng. When Elder Li appeared, these grandpas and grandmas calmed down.

With Li Chenfeng's persuasion, they all believed him.

Especially after taking the tonics prescribed by Li Chenfeng, they were even happier, each one of them as delighted as a five-hundred-pound child.

At lunchtime, Li Qingfeng curiously asked Li Chenfeng, "Elder Li, why do these people, who are not sick, insist on believing they have problems?"

"Haha, you're still a novice. Practicing medicine can't solely rely on medical skills."

Seeing the confusion on Li Qingfeng's face, Li Chenfeng slowly taught him a very important step.

"You know that when we practice medicine, we need to give medical advice, right? Do you know why medical advice is given?"

Li Qingfeng's expression became much more serious at this question.

After pondering for a moment, he expressed his understanding of medical advice.

"Elder Li, I believe that when practicing medicine, both medical advice and inquiry are necessary, and this process is very important. It can help us understand the patient's condition."

"At the same time, we can also understand their family situation and their ability to afford treatment, thereby choosing the appropriate method of treatment."

Li Chenfeng was very pleased to hear Li Qingfeng's insights on treating patients.

He couldn't help but excitedly pat his shoulder and said to him, "In Traditional Chinese Medicine, we emphasize observation, listening, inquiry, and pulse-taking! These are the four steps."

"But the most important among them is not anything else, but inquiry."

"Why is it inquiry?"

Li Qingfeng was a little confused by Elder Li's words.

Elder Li then had him look at the patients in his Traditional Chinese Medicine Pavilion.

There were many people in Elder Li's Traditional Chinese Medicine Pavilion, waiting for the medicinal pills to be brewed.

"Do you see so many people? In fact, many of them have minor colds and only need a little cold medicine. Making them wait for such a long time is just to reassure them."

"Physical illnesses are easy to treat, but mental illnesses are difficult!"

Li Chenfeng smiled and handed over the consultation seat to Li Qingfeng.

After lunch, Li Chenfeng agreed to buy the radix isatidis, but Li Qingfeng still needed to conduct consultations for the afternoon.

Hearing his words, Li Qingfeng nodded seriously.

In the afternoon, Li Qingfeng became much more adaptable. Indeed, after adapting, these patients trusted him more.

His medical skills remained at the peak, with no improvement, yet these people's perceptions of him changed.

"Perhaps this is the importance of inquiry!"

At this moment, Li Qingfeng finally understood the reason. Therefore, for those grandpas and grandmas who were not sick, he symbolically prescribed tonics worth dozens of yuan.

He didn't prescribe much, at most three doses, a three-day supply, which was a rough amount.

"Little Li, we're leaving!"

"Okay, Grandma. Walk slowly. Remember to take your medicine when you get home."

By evening, the grandpas and grandmas who had come to see the doctor had all left, and they didn't forget to bid farewell to Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng also saw them off with the same warmth.

By the time he had seen everyone off, it was already six in the evening.

"How was it? Did you see many different patient psychologies after a day of consultations?"

"Yes, Elder Li. I think many people might be experiencing psychosomatic effects; they don't actually have any major problems."

Li Qingfeng stated with certainty.

"That's right. If everyone in a town were sick, that would be a real problem."

Hearing his words, Li Chenfeng was not surprised at all. Instead, he gave him another lesson.

"Let's go. We'll calculate the price for your radix isatidis first, and then we'll go get something to eat."

Hearing his words, Li Qingfeng was very happy and quickly asked, "Elder Li, are many people buying radix isatidis from you recently?"

Elder Li looked at his eager expression and shook his head.

"People who bought your radix isatidis found the effects very good and wanted to buy some from me. But by then, they also realized that they were unwilling to pay such a high price."

"Then Elder Li, what was their price?"

In fact, Li Qingfeng already knew about this situation. Moreover, the radix isatidis this time was not as old or as potent as the first batch.

"I took a rough look at the radix isatidis you sent over. The age is not as significant as the first batch. It looks like a one-year-old finished product."

"The market price for normal radix isatidis is twenty yuan per jin. I'll buy yours at fifty yuan per jin. What do you think?"

Li Qingfeng readily agreed.