Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1403 The Young Woman's Milk Keeps Profuse (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

Upon hearing so many titles, a brief silence fell over the area, followed by sighs of admiration. Although they had never heard of Zhou Zuoyu, they had heard of his masters when they were apprenticing.

He was a renowned acupuncturist at the time, a master who appeared in his master's teaching stories.

Of course, to some extent, their own masters were also quite good.

Talented people emerge in every generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

"Then we'll have to ask Chu Qiaonan for advice tomorrow!" someone nearby immediately said.

Others echoed.

Everyone knows that Chu Qiaonan has always been Fang Yan's follower in class. Plus, he's quite wealthy, so out of habit, people don't really want to hang out with him. Therefore, they don't know much about him. Now it seems we still need to communicate with him. Even if we don't learn the Thirteen Needles of Ghosts, it would be good to just take a look.

However, only Fang Yan knows the truth, and everyone might be disappointed. The Thirteen Ghost Needles was obtained by exchanging half a set of Cheng's Three Talents Needles with Chu Qiaonan, who also allowed Fang Yan to borrow any books from his study in exchange for *Clinical Case Studies of the Thirteen Ghost Needles* (see Chapter 801). Later, Chu Qiaonan joined the company and became the largest shareholder of B shares. To show his appreciation, he gave Fang Yan the complete version of *The Thirteen Ghost Needles*, which included Taoist rituals, passed down to him by his master Zhou Zuoyu. (See Chapter 825)
Now, it might be difficult for classmates to casually talk to him, given the Thirteen Ghost Needles in his hand. Fang Yan and Chu Qiaonan have known each other for so long, and it's clear that this guy only befriends people who are better than him in every way.

Moreover, he was only interested in acupuncture and business, and Fang Yan just happened to be better than him in these two areas, which is why he was so easy to talk to. Fang Yan didn't think these people in front of him could get anything out of Chu Qiaonan.

At most, Lu Shou Kang still has a chance, mainly because he recently became a disciple of Mr. Dong De Mao, a famous expert in traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture.

"Alright, alright! Call the last patient in!" Fang Yan finished writing the medical record in his hand, stopped arguing with them, and asked someone to call in the last patient of the day, who was also the last among this group of overseas Chinese businessmen.

After treating this patient, Fang Yan considered his mission complete.

The last patients to come in were two sisters. Seeing so many people there, they first asked in dialect:

"Dr. Fang, could you please ask them to leave for a moment?"

Fang Yan knew immediately that it must be a private matter, so he nodded in agreement and told Tao Guangzheng and the others to leave.

Of course, everyone could only do as they were told. They figured they'd find out what was going on by asking the dialect later.

After all, medical records definitely need to be kept.

I had met these two women before at a banquet. They were sisters with the surname Liu, and they were Hong Kong businesswomen who made rice cookers.

The older sister, Liu Manqing, is probably close to forty, and the younger sister, Liu Manyu, should be in her early thirties.

"I wonder which one of them is feeling unwell?" Fang Yan asked them.

“Me.” At this moment, the younger sister, Liu Manyu, stepped forward and responded to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan glanced over and saw that the younger sister was about 1.6 meters tall, with a plump figure and gorgeous face. She didn't look sick at all. Fang Yan didn't know what was wrong with her, but since she was the last one to arrive, it couldn't be anything serious. So he gestured for her to sit down.

After she sat down, she took a box out of her bag and placed it on Fang Yan's table, saying to him:

"It's just a small token of my appreciation, Dr. Fang, please don't find it offensive."

These boxes are mostly for storing jewelry. Because of Wang Zhenlin's interference, many people in Fangyan did not accept gifts this time. Although these people said they would give gifts to Fangyan after they were cured, there were very few people who actually gave gifts as soon as they arrived. You could count them on one hand.

Fang Yan never expected to receive a gift from this last patient.

"That's thoughtful!" Fang Yan glanced at the box but didn't touch it. He simply said to Liu Manyu:
"Let's talk about what part of your body is feeling uncomfortable."

Liu Manyu blushed slightly, then glanced at her sister.

At this moment, Liu Manqing said to Fang Yan:

"Oh dear, my sister is shy, let me do it."

Fang Yan paused for a moment, then nodded.

Liu Manqing sighed, reached out and patted her sister's hand, her voice filled with heartache: "Dr. Fang, to be honest, my sister has been suffering like this for six years. When she was twenty-four, she got married to a classmate after dating for only two months, and soon became pregnant. It should have been a happy occasion, but after giving birth, trouble began—she couldn't stop producing breast milk."

"At first, I thought it was normal and that it would be fine once the child was weaned. But even after the child was weaned at a little over a year old, her milk still flowed out every day. She had to change her underwear several times a day, and it was very uncomfortable because it was all wet. Later, she and that classmate couldn't get along and got divorced. The child stayed with her ex-husband. You'd think that once she stopped wanting to breastfeed, the milk would stop, right? But it didn't work. The milk kept flowing out, and sometimes when she got emotional or was a little tired, the amount would increase."

She paused, then continued:
“In the past few years in Hong Kong, she has seen both Western and Chinese doctors. The Western doctors said it might be an endocrine disorder and prescribed hormone-regulating drugs. After taking them for three months, apart from her menstrual cycle being irregular, her milk supply did not decrease at all. Later, she consulted Chinese medicine doctors. Some said it was ‘qi deficiency and instability’, while others said it was ‘liver fire stagnation.’ She drank Chinese medicine for almost a year, but there was no improvement. Now she has to carry nursing pads with her when she goes out. She is afraid that wearing thin clothes in the summer will show, and she doesn’t even dare to wear tight-fitting skirts. She is in her early thirties and can’t sleep every day because of this.”

“I recently watched a TV series in Hong Kong based on your life. It said you cured many difficult gynecological diseases and even received a banner praising you as a ‘gynecological master.’ We were immediately intrigued. Since we have business here and meet the criteria for overseas Chinese businessmen to receive medical treatment, we quickly arranged to come over. Dr. Fang, what is wrong with my sister? Can she be cured?”

As Liu Manqing spoke, her eyes were full of urgency. She patted her sister's shoulder and said, "Don't be shy. Dr. Fang is a professional. Tell Dr. Fang what discomfort you usually experience, such as palpitations, fatigue, or chest tightness."

Liu Manyu blushed and nodded, adding softly, "Sometimes when I wake up in the morning, I feel tightness in my chest, I get out of breath if I walk a little faster, and my arms and legs always feel weak..."

Liu Manqing immediately chimed in, "Yes, yes, she always says she's tired. She used to have so much energy running around to meet clients, but now she's asking to rest after just half a day. It's completely different from before. Dr. Fang, please go to all this trouble. We're willing to spend any amount of money as long as you can cure my sister's illness."

Upon hearing their complaints, Fang Yan cursed Director Wang Pangzi in her heart. This guy would shove anything into the show for ratings, always trying to get as close to the edge as possible. Fang Yan was truly impressed.

He composed himself and first addressed Liu Manyu:
"What medications have you taken before, and how long ago did you take them?"

“At first I always went to Western doctors, but after watching TV dramas I started looking for Chinese medicine doctors in Hong Kong. I’ve been taking Chinese medicine recently, but the effect isn’t obvious,” Liu Manyu responded, as she took out several prescriptions from her bag.

Upon reviewing the prescriptions, it was discovered that they were either for treating spleen deficiency and the inability of the spleen to control blood, such as ginseng and astragalus, or for treating damage to the Chong and Ren meridians, such as tortoise shell, deer antler, and donkey-hide gelatin, which regulate the eight extraordinary meridians. These prescriptions were essentially the same all over time.

“We can’t remember the Western medicines…” Liu Manyu added in the dialect.

Dialectal wave:
"If you don't eat it for six months, you don't need to remember it; it won't have much of an impact."

Then, in a dialect, he said to her:
"Extend your left hand so I can feel your pulse, and stick out your tongue so I can examine its appearance."

Liu Manyu obediently did as she was told.

According to Fang Yan, her tongue was pale red with a thin white coating.

After taking the pulse, it was found to be slightly wiry.

The pulse is perfectly normal. A pale red tongue with a thin white coating is an external manifestation of abundant Qi and blood and normal organ function. A slightly wiry pulse is typical of women of childbearing age. Overall, the pulse is calm, even, and strong.

After checking the pulse on the left hand and discovering these signs, Fang Yan immediately started checking the pulse on the right hand. He found that they were indeed similar. He waited carefully for a while before noticing a slight astringency.

He didn't rush to conclusions, but continued to ask Liu Manyu:
Is your menstrual cycle normal?

Liu Manyu said:
"After having a child, my menstrual cycle became irregular. For the first year, it was mostly blocked. Sometimes it would be delayed by about a month, and sometimes it would only come once every few months. The flow was very light and it was painful."

He asked in dialect:

"Where does the pain occur? Specifically, in what location?"

Liu Manyu thought for a moment, then began to gesture towards her stomach:

Sometimes it's in the belly button, sometimes it's on the sides of the stomach.

"Sometimes I experience pain even when it's not my period."

Fang Yan asked again:
Does it hurt now?

Liu Manyu shook her head.

Fang Yan's fingertips were still on Liu Manyu's wrist pulse, feeling the faint, astringent sensation. He frowned slightly and asked, "What does it feel like when it hurts? Is it a throbbing, dragging pain, or a stabbing pain like being pricked with needles? When it hurts, does drinking hot water or applying a hot water bottle help?"

Liu Manyu lowered her head and thought for a moment, her fingers unconsciously rubbing the hem of her clothes: "It feels like... a bloating pain, sometimes with a feeling of heaviness, especially after standing for a long time, the pain on both sides of my stomach will be more obvious. Applying a hot water bottle can make me feel a little better, but it doesn't make the pain go away immediately, it takes a while for it to subside."

Liu Manqing quickly added, "Yes, yes, last winter when we went to Japan, she was in a lot of pain. She brought a hot water bottle and kept it on for most of the day before she said she felt less bloated. Also, when she was in pain, she always said she had a dry mouth, but she didn't want to drink water. Sometimes she would feel nauseous, but she couldn't vomit anything."

"How was your sleep at night? Did you wake up easily? Did you sweat while sleeping, or did your palms and soles feel hot?" Fang Yan continued to ask.

"I sleep well, but not soundly, and I'm easily woken up by noises around me."

After saying that, she added:
"My palms and soles aren't hot, but in winter my feet are always icy cold, and they don't warm up even after I cover them up all night. In summer I don't dare to be exposed to too much wind, because if I am exposed to wind, my stomach feels uncomfortable, as if the wind is blowing into it."

Fang Yan released her wrist, and by now the situation was basically clear in his mind.

Her persistent galactorrhea and irregular menstruation may seem like "qi deficiency" or "damage to the Chong and Ren meridians," but her pulse is hesitant, she has abdominal pain and distension, prefers warmth and pressure, and is also afraid of cold, so it is obviously not a simple deficiency syndrome.

Fang Yan thought for a moment and then asked again:

"Did you experience any heavy bleeding or other discomfort during childbirth? Did you have proper postpartum care? For example, were you exposed to cold water or drafts?"

Liu Manyu paused for a moment, then shook her head: "The delivery went smoothly, without any major bleeding. It's just that not long after I finished my postpartum confinement, I had a fight with my ex-husband over business matters. I was so angry that I was shaking all over and cried for a long time. Since then, I've felt my body getting weaker and weaker, and my milk has been flowing non-stop."

Upon hearing this, Liu Manqing also sighed, "It's all my fault for not stopping her back then. She had just finished her postpartum period and her body hadn't fully recovered. How could she withstand such anger! Later, she got divorced because that man was always arguing with her about business and didn't understand her poor health at all."

Fang Yan nodded, her diagnosis becoming clearer: postpartum emotional distress led to liver qi stagnation, which in turn caused blood stasis. Combined with postpartum weakness and exposure to cold, the cold and blood stasis clashed, obstructing the Chong and Ren meridians, resulting in menstrual irregularities and abdominal pain. Furthermore, liver qi stagnation can affect the mammary ducts. Since breast milk is formed from qi and blood, stagnant liver qi leads to blocked mammary ducts, causing excessive milk leakage.

Previous prescriptions either tonified the body too much or only regulated the Chong and Ren meridians without addressing the liver, dispelling cold, and removing blood stasis simultaneously, so naturally they were ineffective.

“I think I know where the problem lies,” Fang Yan said at this moment.

Upon hearing Fang Yan's words, the two sisters' eyes lit up and they looked at Fang Yan.

As he wrote the medical records, he explained to them:
"This is not simply a deficiency of Qi, nor is it a simple case of damage to the Chong and Ren meridians. It is caused by postpartum stagnation of liver Qi and exposure to cold pathogens, which have blocked the Chong and Ren meridians and the mammary ducts, leading to these problems. The previous Chinese medicine was not targeted at the symptoms, so it was not effective."

Upon hearing this, Liu Manqing immediately asked, "Dr. Fang, can this be cured? How long will it take to take the medicine?"

Fang Yan smiled and said, "It can be cured. First, we'll soothe the liver, dispel cold, and promote lactation to clear away the cold and stagnation blocking the flow. Then we'll regulate and replenish the qi and blood. I'll prescribe three doses of medicine first, and we'll see how things go after you take them."

“Your condition is relatively mild, so you don’t need to be hospitalized. Just stay at the hotel; they also offer herbal decoction preparation services. Come find me after you’ve finished drinking the medicine.”

Liu Manyu asked with some concern:

Three doses of medicine? Is that enough?

“Yes, back in Hong Kong we used to order seven or eight servings at a time, enough to last at least a week,” Liu Manqing added.

Fang Yan glanced at Liu Manyu and said:

"Her health is actually not a big problem, in fact, it's quite good. These are minor issues, it's just that we haven't found the right approach. I've prescribed conservative amounts of medicine for all three doses. If we're on the right track, we should see a change after the first dose today."

Upon hearing this, Liu Manyu and Liu Manqing were stunned.

One dose of medicine?

"Dr. Fang, you're not joking, are you? Just one dose of medicine?" Liu Manqing asked Fang Yan.

He said in dialect:

“The previous medications were not effective, so no matter how much she drank, it was useless. Her illness seems to have dragged on for a long time, but her underlying condition is not bad... Look at her pale red tongue with a thin white coating, and although her pulse is hesitant, it is strong, which means that her qi and blood are not deficient to the root. It's just that cold stagnation has blocked the Chong and Ren meridians and the mammary meridians, just like a water pipe blocked by silt. As long as you find the right spot to clear it, the water will flow smoothly.”

"Really?" Liu Manqing pressed.

Nodding in dialect:

"real!"

P.S.: I still owe you 26,000 words after finishing this chapter.

I'll update this afternoon depending on the situation.

(End of this chapter)