Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 15 Sitting in the Hall
The handkerchief that Wang Pingan opened contained no medicinal herbs, but a small pile of sawdust, which was the slag of wood sawed off by the carpenters in the tower forest when they were doing their work!

Wang Pingan pointed at the sawdust and said with a smile: "Why is this not a medicine? It is not only a medicine, but also a delicious medicine."

The pilgrims shook their heads, can sawdust be medicine?Unheard of, unseen!

Huide touched his bald head beside him, and suddenly said: "The poor monk understands, this is indeed a medicinal medicine!" He said to the pilgrims: "Dear benefactors, a batch of Buddha statues will be made in the poor monk's temple recently, and the wood used is all sandalwood. Fragrant wood is very precious, if it is not such a good wood, it will not show the sincerity of serving the Buddha in the temple!"

The pilgrims nodded together. This is a good point. It’s okay to be careless about other things, but you must not be careless about serving the Buddha. They are all good men and women, so they are naturally very supportive of this kind of thing.

Huide looked at Wang Ping'an and said, "Sandalwood has the effect of regulating qi and soothing the stomach, while ginger can warm the middle and dispel cold. The combination of the two has endless magical effects, and it just cured the ailment of Ayedin's benefactor. I don't know what the poor monk said. correct?"

Wang Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, the host's analysis is completely correct. This prescription is cheap and effective. It was originally a folk remedy used by people from poor backgrounds. I don't want to use it on rich people today, but it is also effective. "Brother Ayedin, the medicine you used came from the temple, and it was used to sculpt Buddha statues. It has a lot to do with Buddha. You won't ask for sesame oil anymore, will you?"

Aydin blushed and shook his head again and again, saying that he would not ask for it back any more, and that he would also offer money for sesame oil to thank the Buddha!The pilgrims burst out laughing, saying that the Buddha should be thanked, but they should also thank the little miracle doctor in front of him.

Aydin was grateful in his heart, and naturally agreed repeatedly, saying that he would definitely visit in the future to thank Wang Pingan for his kindness in curing the disease.

At this time, an old man squeezed in, saluted Wang Ping'an, and said, "Little genius doctor, please help me to see the old man's illness. The old man's family is poor and he looks down on doctors. Can you give me a cheap prescription? Prescribe a dose for me, please!" The old man who spoke was the one who had hunched over and asked Wang Pingan earlier if he would see a doctor.

Wang Pingan hurriedly got up to return the salute. Although the other party asked him something, he still felt a little embarrassed when an elderly person saluted him.He asked: "What's uncomfortable about the old man, tell me!"

The old man pointed to his ribs on both sides, and said: "I have pain here, like a needle prick, especially at night, the pain is even worse, the pain is so painful that I can't sleep, because I have no money to see a doctor, so I have been Procrastinate, now it's getting worse."

Wang Pingan let out a cry, asked the old man to sit down, and gave him his pulse.After a while, he said: "Old man, your pulse condition is heavy and rough. This is a symptom of congestion. Have you been injured before?"

The old man was surprised and delighted, this little magic doctor is really powerful, he can know that he has been injured before just by feeling his pulse, he nodded and said: "Exactly, I chop firewood for a living, and I carry a big bundle of firewood every day. I accidentally fell down and my ribs touched the rocks. I didn’t think it was a big deal at the time, but it’s been hurting here since then, so painful that I can’t even straighten my waist!”

Wang Pingan asked him to stick out his tongue. Seeing that the old man's tongue was dark purple and black, he nodded. This is the characteristic of unresolved blood stasis after injury.He stretched out his hand to gently press the old man's ribs, and asked every time he pressed, "Does it hurt here? Here, and here?"

Every time he pressed a point, the old man would groan, "It hurts here, it hurts here too, oops, it seems to hurt everywhere!"

Wang Ping'an let go of his hand, thought for a while, and said, "Your illness is not some difficult and miscellaneous disease, let alone a fatal illness. Although it looks serious, in fact, you only need to take three or four doses of medicine, and this disease will be cured." Well, it will get better faster than his illness!" As he spoke, he pointed at Aydin.

A smile appeared on the old man's distressed face, and he said, "Thank you little genius doctor, thank you little genius doctor. I just don't know the cost of the medicine..."

Wang Pingan smiled and said: "It's not expensive, a load of firewood for each dose is enough." He asked the little monk to take a pen and paper, and he wrote down the prescription: Bupleurum two qian, trichosanthes, angelica, pangolin, peach kernel, and safflower three qian each, Stir-fried rhubarb and licorice each cost a penny.

After writing the prescription, he handed the prescription to the old man and said: "You can go to a kind-hearted medicine shop and give them firewood every day as the money for the medicine. Then, take this medicine one dose a day for four days, and take it on your ribs. The congestion between the two will disperse, and after that you just take care of your body."

Seeing the hesitant look on the old man's face, he patted the back of the old man's hand and said, "Don't worry, this medicine will definitely work. If you don't believe me, you can ask the doctor in the pharmacy first if this prescription is effective. Just ask." Know!"

The old man hurriedly said: "Of course I trust the little genius doctor, you are really kind!" He saluted again.

As soon as Wang Pingan prescribed the medicine, it was a disaster. The pilgrims pushed forward and said: "I am also from a poor family, and I look down on doctors. Little genius doctor, please do me a favor and show me too!"

Immediately there was an endless commotion in the hall, the pilgrims yelled together, Huide was standing in the middle of the circle, one of them was accidentally squeezed and fell to the ground, stepped on several feet, in extreme pain, he could only shout: "Amitabha Buddha!" , benevolent, benevolent, benefactors, watch your feet..."

Wang Pingan originally wanted to tell everyone not to worry, and lined up to come one by one. It can be seen that the pilgrims were all excited, as if they saw how cheap they were, and wanted to run over to pick them up, so he had no choice but to say: "Wait, everyone, I have Speak!"

"Young genius doctor, just speak up!" some pilgrims shouted.

What's more, they yelled directly: "After the talk is over, quickly see a doctor for us!"

Mrs. Yang was very happy at first, after all, her son is respected by others, but now that everyone is more interested in seeing a doctor without money, she became a little angry again, and said in her heart: "These guys, really love to take advantage of the little ones. It’s cheap, and I want to save money for medical treatment, why don’t I ask my son to collect their money, and see if they still bark and squeeze!”

It is human nature to take advantage, it has been the same since ancient times, and there is nothing to be angry about, but so many people want to see a doctor, Wang Ping'an can't bear it.And he observed the pilgrims, except for the old man just now, none of them seemed to be seriously ill, at most they were minor illnesses, so there was no need for him to grab the business of the pharmacy.

Wang Pingan said loudly: "Being a person must be principled. I have always been a principled person. I don't pay attention to three things. I can see at most three patients in a day. Today I showed it to the presiding teacher, I showed it to Ayedin, and I saw it again. The old man looked at it, no more, no less, exactly three people, that's it for today, if you don't want to see a doctor, please go to the city to find a doctor!"

As he spoke, he stood up, supported Yang with his left hand, pulled Ding Danruo with his right hand, squeezed out of the crowd with all his might, left the pagoda temple, jumped into his own carriage, told the driver to whip his whip and drive on the road, and fled.

How could the pilgrims be willing to give up, chasing behind, while persuading Wang Pingan not to be principled, no more than three a day is too little, or no more than four a day, but five is better!Chasing the horse-drawn carriage with running and bouncing, there is a great momentum for future generations of fans to chase after idols!
After running for more than two miles, the carriage threw away the pilgrims, and the three people in the carriage looked at each other and laughed, Yang said with a smile: "My son has become famous this time, and there are so many people following him."

Wang Pingan shook his head and sighed: "It's a good thing to be famous, but there will be fewer quiet days in the future. People who seek medical advice must not break the threshold of our house!"

But Ding Danruo said: "This is the young master's ability. If it is someone else, the threshold will be trampled, but he will not!"

(End of this chapter)