Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 10 Deafness Caused by Colds
Embarrassment suddenly appeared on Huide's fat and white face, and he said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is really not very good at prescribing medicine, so he can only prescribe according to the book. Maybe, maybe it is really the wrong medicine?"

He said he was humble, but that was not the case.As the abbot of the pagoda temple, which is a Buddhist holy place with the purpose of curing diseases and saving people, how could he not prescribe prescriptions? Even though he is fat and big-eared and speaks philistines, he is no less skilled than the doctors in the city. It's just that he is weaker in treating difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and what his junior brother suffers from is not a common disease.

Yang looked at her son and said loudly: "Son, go to see the doctor of the presiding junior brother, and if he is cured, it is a kind deed!" She has full confidence in her son, although she is very blind and can't tell the slightest reason, But he just thinks that everything is fine with his son, and nothing can trouble him.

Wang Pingan grinned, and said to himself: "My dear mother, let me cure the patient before he sees him. You really think I am a miracle doctor. You are blowing it up yourself. Don't blow it up, just treat it as a doctor." It's true!"

Huide saw that Wang Ping'an was not very old, and the profession of a doctor is more valuable the older he is. At such a young age, he probably doesn't understand anything. Even if he has read one medical book, so what? I have read dozens of them. Woolen cloth!

Thinking this way in his heart, his face was both surprised and happy, and he said: "If the little benefactor Wang is willing to help, then my junior brother will be saved. I would like to thank the poor monk for my junior brother!" He saluted Wang Ping'an solemnly.

Yang was so excited that she stopped eating, stood up, and urged: "Hurry up, my son will go and see a doctor for the monk from the capital, and heal him quickly, so we can go home quickly!"

Wang Pingan had no choice but to stand up, nodding his head in agreement, but he didn't know what to do.

Huide led the way, led the two out of the back hall, and walked towards Tallinn.Walking halfway, I saw a little girl Ding Danruo running over. She had been waiting outside, and when she saw Yang Shi and Wang Pingan coming out, she naturally came to serve.

A group of people entered the tower forest and saw another hall in the forest. Outside the hall, many craftsmen were working, carving Buddha statues out of wood.Wang Pingan took a few glances as he passed by, and sighed in his heart, this temple is really rich, and the wood used to carve Buddha statues is actually high-quality sandalwood.

After a short walk, he left the pagoda forest and entered a bamboo forest. In the forest there was a small meditation room with the doors and windows closed. Huizheng, who was from Chang'an, must have lived here.

When he got to the door, Huide didn't even knock on the door, just pushed the door open and walked in with a creak.Wang Pingan looked inside and saw a young monk sitting cross-legged on a futon on the ground in the room, looking back at them.This monk is completely different from Hui De, Hui De has a fat head and big ears, and the cassock is gorgeous, while this monk is only 27 or [-] years old, wearing only a gray monk robe, he is extremely handsome and has a good temperament.

Yang Shi entered the door and said: "This little master is handsome, it's a pity to be a monk!" She is almost sixty years old, she speaks freely, she can say whatever she wants, even if she is a little rude, no one else will. will blame her.

The young monk didn't respond, but Huide's fat face flushed, and he said, "Your body is just a skin." He stroked his three chins, feeling rather resentful.

The young monk was Huizheng from Lingling Temple. He was deaf and couldn't read lips. He didn't know what Yang was talking about. He stood up, clasped his palms together, and chanted Amitabha as a greeting.

Hui De said: "This is my junior brother Hui Zheng. He has been ill for several days and can't hear anything."

Wang Pingan stepped forward, clapped his hands, and asked, "Master Huizheng, can you hear me?"

Huizheng shook his head and said loudly: "I can't hear you, I'm deaf, how dare I ask the benefactor what's his name?"

Yang said from the side: "It seems that he is really deaf, otherwise he couldn't shout like this."

Wang Pingan gave Huizheng a hand, and the two sat down together. Seeing a pen and paper on the small table next to him, Wang Pingan wrote: "I am Wang Pingan, and I am here to treat you."

Huizheng shook his head with a smile, and said: "The monk's deafness is due to his dishonesty in serving the Buddha, not a disease. Thank you for your kindness, the king's benefactor. Don't worry about the monk!" His voice was still loud, and he didn't mean to be loud After speaking with a loud voice, but the ears cannot hear the sound, the speaking voice will naturally become louder.

Wang Pingan wrote again: "What about your wind and cold?"

Huizheng said again: "The same is true, thank you benefactor for your trouble, please go back, I have to recite the "Diamond Sutra" silently three thousand times to atone for my sins." Saying this, he closed his eyes and muttered the sutra Come.

Wang Pingan turned around and asked, "Master, your junior brother has committed crimes before? Otherwise, how did you atone for your crime?"

Huide smiled wryly and said: "My junior has been converted to my Buddha since he was a child, and he doesn't know much about world affairs. He thinks that his illness is due to his dishonesty in serving the Buddha, not because he has done bad things in the past."

Wang Pingan hummed, and regardless of Huizheng's willingness or not, he grabbed one of Huizheng's hands, placed three fingers on his wrist, and sounded his pulse. Huizheng opened his eyes and shook his head repeatedly, disapproving of what Wang Pingan had done.

"The pulse is fluttering, it is indeed wind and cold!" Wang Pingan said, if this disease is placed in modern times, it is influenza, which is not very serious, but it can cause other diseases.He pinched Huizheng's cheeks again, opened his mouth, looked at his eyes, and said, "The tongue coating is gray, it's caused by Shixie blocking the Shaoyang meridian qi. Your deafness belongs to heat, and Shaoyang Jueyin has more heat!"

Although Huizheng had a good temper, he didn't want to be manipulated like this. He shook his head and broke away from Wang Ping'an's hand, and said, "This is not a disease, little monk, and I don't want to take any more medicine. Wang benefactor, please go away, don't miss this little monk." homework!"

Yang said from the side: "This little monk really doesn't know what is good or bad. My son is kind enough to treat you, but you don't appreciate it."

Huide was surprised, seeing that Wang Ping'an's techniques were proficient and accurate in diagnosing diseases, this is a very experienced doctor, this kind of experience cannot be learned from books, it must be practiced, it is possible that this little benefactor often To see a doctor?He asked: "Little benefactor Wang, can the poor monk's brother's illness be cured? Can it be cured?"

Wang Pingan hummed and thought about it: "It's a bit difficult to treat, it will take some time!"

"If it can be cured, it will be fine. If it takes time, the poor monk will prepare a meditation room for you, and ask the little benefactor Wang to stay for a few more days..." Hearing that it can be cured, Huide was overjoyed. This little brother has a special status. It is said that It is very likely that he will take over the Inspiration Temple in the future, and he will have to curry favor with him.

But before he finished speaking, he heard Wang Ping'an say, "Deafness can be cured in a quarter of an hour, but wind and cold are more difficult. It takes at least two days and four doses of medicine to cure it."

Huide was stunned for a moment, unable to continue, felt a pain in his nose, and was so angry that he was almost crooked, can it not hurt!He was very annoyed, what kind of disease is deafness, what kind of disease is wind-cold, deafness can be cured in fifteen minutes, but wind-cold takes two days, this is not nonsense, just to entertain the monk!
If I wasn't a monk, I would have smashed your head with a bench!Huide slandered in his heart, but he said: "This, this joke is a bit big, little benefactor Wang, don't joke, serious deafness, how can it be cured in a quarter of an hour!" With a wry smile on his face.

Wang Pingan smiled and thought: "It's not easy being a host. You have to accompany me to dinner and flatter you. Now you think I'm talking nonsense and you have to smile!" He said, "There are silver needles in the temple, right?" , bring it for me to use."

Although Huide didn't believe it at all, he still left the meditation room and brought him a silver needle, but Huizheng closed his eyes again and began to read Buddhist scriptures on his own. Fortunately, he couldn't hear what Wang Pingan said, otherwise he would have to I thought I was entertaining myself!
Yang said: "My son, this disease looks serious, and I can't even hear the sound. If it can't be cured, let's go, so as not to lose face!" She didn't care whether Huizheng could hear her, on the contrary I care about my son's face.

Wang Pingan laughed and said, "It looks serious, but it's not. Mother doesn't have to worry, my son is cured well."

Ding Danruo looked at Wang Ping'an, then at Huizheng, and suddenly said: "Master, don't say that this disease is easy to cure, otherwise people won't accept your favor."

Wang Pingan hummed and said, "That's right, I'll scare them later."

Yang Shi and Ding Danruo laughed together!
(End of this chapter)