Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 13
Huide pricked up his ears and listened, wondering, why don't we go to find medicine?There is no medicine in the direction of Tallinn. If there is medicine, as the host of the temple, how can I not know it!He poked his head over and asked, "I don't know what kind of medicine that female benefactor is looking for?"

Wang Ping'an said mysteriously: "The secret must not be revealed!"

At this time, Yang was very confident, and said loudly: "My son is like a god in medicine, and the prescriptions are worth a thousand dollars. How can I say it in public? Don't ask the host!"

Huide was robbed by her, he was quite embarrassed, he quickly put on a smile and said: "That's right, the poor monk shouldn't ask, the poor monk is being rude!"

The pilgrims around talked a lot, formed a circle around Aydin, and pointed at the barbarian giant businessman, but no one was willing to help.

Under normal circumstances, people who come to the temple to pray for gods and Buddhas come here for something, whether it is to ask for marriage, or to ask about the future, or even to pray for the recovery of illness like this barbarian giant businessman, they all come with a purpose Yes, if there is no desire and no desire, then who can beg for whom, and who is willing to beg for whom?
An old man with a slightly hunched waist suddenly asked: "Young master, do you really know how to see a doctor?" old.

Before Wang Ping'an could speak, Yang's business was not happy, and hummed: "What do you mean you really know how to see a doctor? My son's medical skills are so superb that even he is willing to be a genius doctor. Do you think my son will know how to see a doctor!"

The old man said a few times, and thought: "I know who is a genius doctor, but ordinary poor people can't afford him to see a doctor. If I can hire a famous doctor, why should I be stooped!"

At this moment, the little girl Ding Danruo ran back, carrying a small handkerchief bag in her hand, as soon as she returned to the main hall, she said: "Young master, the medicine... I have brought the medicine back!" His little face turned red with pain, The expression is strange.

Wang Pingan took the handkerchief, opened it, looked at it, and said, "Well, it's exactly this medicine, but it doesn't take much. Host, could you please cut some slices of ginger, I want to decoct the medicine, and give it to Ayedin take."

Huide hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I have plenty of ginger in the kitchen in my temple, let alone a few slices, even a few catties will be fine." He called the little monk and asked him to fetch ginger.

Wang Pingan glanced at the pilgrims around, and thought: "There are so many people watching, if my folk recipe doesn't work well, it will be a shame." Medicine time, this, this..." I can't go on, this is not his home, and it's not easy for him to speak out.I had no choice but to say to Huide: "Master, can I borrow a quiet room, I want to make medicine."

Huide nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes, there are many quiet rooms in the monastery, so the poor monk took Wang's little benefactor there. The stove and utensils for decocting medicine are ready-made, and the poor monk asked someone to move them there for you." He led the way and led Wang Pingan to the backyard.

Wang Ping'an's intention was that if the remedies didn't work, too many people don't need to know about them, lest he lose face, that's why he said this, he avoided the quiet room, and everyone naturally dispersed.Unexpectedly, his avoidance actually whetted the appetite of the pilgrims, and none of them would leave, they all waited there, wanting to see the result, and there were new pilgrims arriving at this time, the ones who came first As soon as I said it, those who came later refused to leave, and the three floors inside and outside surrounded the hall. Among the crowd was that unlucky Ayedin, who was still in a coma!
Wang Ping'an entered the quiet room, invited Huide, and decocted the medicine by himself without the help of others. He pinched a handful of the medicine that Ding Danruo brought into the medicine pot, added ginger, and then boiled it with a strong fire. Use a slow fire instead, keeping a small rolling head in the medicine pot, so that the medicine is decocted.

Huide was "invited" by Wang Ping'an, thinking: "What kind of prescription is this? Is it really not worth a thousand dollars? Monks don't covet other people's secret recipes, but... Amitabha, the poor monk is worried about the patients, so he needs to supervise whether he uses the medicines. Correct, so as not to kill Ayedin, you can’t ignore him just because he is a barbarian, barbarians are human beings, and all beings are equal!”

Leaving the quiet room, he walked quickly to Tallinn, and asked the carpenters who were working, what did the little girl do when she came just now, did she pull any flowers and plants?
The carpenters were baffled by the question, and they all said they didn't know. A little girl came here just now, but she walked around and left. She squatted on the ground, but there were no flowers or plants around here for her to pull out!

Huide was puzzled as to what kind of medicine she had taken away. He asked where she had squatted just now, and looked carefully, but only saw sawdust and dirt on the ground, not to mention medicinal materials, not even half a grass !
"What kind of medicine is that?" Huide touched his bald head and returned to the quiet room full of doubts.

After Huide tossed and tossed for a while, Wang Ping'an had already decocted the medicine, filtered out the medicine residue, and took a bowl to fill the medicine juice.It doesn't take too long to fry this medicine, it only takes about 10 minutes, not even a quarter of an hour.

When he saw Huide come back, he said with a smile: "The host came just in time. Let's go, let's give medicine to Ayedin!" He left the quiet room with the medicine bowl in hand.

Huide didn't give up, and lingeringly refused to leave. He lowered his head to look at Wang Ping'an's medicine dregs lying on the ground, wanting to study what kind of dregs it was.But a small handful of broken medicine dregs could not be seen, so he pinched a small amount with his hand, regardless of whether it was dirty or not, put it directly into his mouth, sipped it, and thought: "What does this smell like?" Son, I can't tell what kind of medicine it is!"

Wang Pingan called him outside: "Host, let's hurry up!"

"Come on, come on!" Huide agreed repeatedly, and also left the quiet room, and went to the front with Wang Ping'an.

When he arrived at the front hall, Wang Ping'an thought: "Good guy, are you going to the market?" He saw two hundred people standing inside and outside the main hall, all of them were pilgrims who came to the temple to offer incense, but no one left.

When Yang saw him coming back, she said, "Son, is the medicine ready?" She told the story of her son's glorious deeds in the crowd just now, and she couldn't even mention her pride.Having a good son makes a mother proud.

Wang Pingan said: "It's fried, this bowl is it!"

Some pilgrims shouted: "Cold water, cold water, wake up this barbarian quickly, and give him medicine!"

Another pilgrim said: "What kind of cold water do we need? Don't we have feet!"But Aydin didn't wake up. It may be because the hiccup was too violent just now, so the dizziness was very real, and it was definitely not a fake.

Wang Pingan said: "You don't need to wake him up, just use nasal feeding. Host, do you have a softer and thinner tube here?"

Huide shook his head and said, "I don't have this, what do you want Guan Zi for?"

Wang Ping'an thought to himself: "If there is no tube, then there is no way to use nasal feeding." He pouted at Ayedin and said, "Then just kick him to wake him up!"

As soon as the words fell, seven or eight big feet stretched out together. Aydin cried out in pain, opened his eyes, and shouted, "Who...uh...kick me...uh-uh!" Still hiccupping.

Wang Ping'an squatted down, helped Ayedin up, and said, "Here is a bowl of decoction. You can drink it and see the effect. I think it should be able to cure your stomach problem."

Ayiding wondered, "Eh...uh...how do you know that I...uh, I have a stomach problem?"

Wang Pingan said: "I don't know. The Buddha told me that this bowl of medicine was also given by the Buddha. You should drink it. If it doesn't work, it's not too late to yell at you. Look, the host is standing next to you." what!"

As soon as Huide's face collapsed, he would scold me if he couldn't be cured. If I knew it would be like this, I would stay away.

Aydin was skeptical, looked around and saw that there were countless people onlookers, and thought: "There are so many people present, it should not be poison, right? Well, I have no grievances or enmities with this young man, and he can't do me any harm!" The medicine bowl, three mouthfuls and two mouthfuls, drank the medicine, and after drinking, he hiccupped for a long time!
Wang Pingan stood up and said, "Go and sit next to you for a while, take long breaths and exhale slowly, after half an hour, if there is no more hiccups, it means that the medicine is effective, if the hiccups are still there, then... host, take care of him !"

Huide agreed with a bitter face, thinking: "Little benefactor Wang, why do you always remember me!"

Wang Ping'an pulled his mother over, wrapped her arm, and said, "Mother, let's go out to see the scenery." He took Ding Danruo and went out of the temple to see the scenery.

None of the pilgrims would leave, they all looked at Aydin, his scalp was numb, he squeezed out of the crowd, found a tree root and sat down, according to the method Wang Pingan said, Exhale and inhale.

(End of this chapter)