Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 197 The Butcher
This group of people was sweating profusely when they saw someone blocking the way suddenly, one of the middle-aged people said: "Big man, are you talking about this doctor?"

A strong man beside the bed shook his head and said, "No, I don't recognize him!" Everyone hummed, ignored Tao Dongsheng, and continued to run into the temple!
The servant saw that this group of people was in a hurry, and even encountered a famous doctor who didn't know him, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "I really don't know gold and jade, do you know who my nephew is? He is..."

Tao Dongsheng shouted: "Shut up!" Then he said to the group of people: "I am also a doctor, why can't I show him, but I am worried about the consultation fee?"

The strong man hurriedly shouted: "Stop, stop! You are also a doctor? My family doesn't worry about the consultation fee!"

He was the strong man who watched Wang Ping'an practice acupuncture in the temple. He cared about his father's condition to the point of seeking medical treatment when he was ill. Just like watching Wang Pingan during the day!
Everyone stopped and looked at Tao Dongsheng together.Tao Dongsheng was straightforward, he didn't say anything nonsense, he went directly to the bed, and saw an old man who was nearly sixty years old lying on the bed. The strong man looks quite alike, maybe father and son!

Although it was late at this time and the moon was on the branches, Tao Dongsheng only took a look at the moonlight and immediately judged that the old man had typhoid fever, and he happened to be good at treating typhoid fever!

Tao Dongsheng hummed, and said, "This is typhoid fever. Not many people have typhoid fever in Beijing recently."

The strong man was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Yes, that's right, I accompanied my father to see a doctor, and the doctor in the pharmacy also said so! I don't know which shop you are sitting in, sir?"

Tao Dongsheng was not in the mood to show off, he just stretched out his hand to open the old man's mouth to look at the coating on his tongue.The servant behind him said in a dignified way: "Where is our nephew sitting in court? Hey, I'll scare you by saying it..."

"Shut up, if you insist on making noise, then go eat some mung bean soup!" Tao Dongsheng scolded.It's not a big deal to show off here!
The servant resentfully thought to himself: "I want to brag for you, I don't appreciate it!"

Through the moonlight, Tao Dongsheng saw that the old man's tongue coating was black in the middle and white at the edges, and he frowned. This kind of situation is not common.He stretched out his hand to feel the old man's pulse, and felt that the old man's pulse was heavy and tight, and his frown was even tighter. I have seen this kind of situation before, and it belongs to the kind that is not easy to treat.

He let go of his hand, thought for a while, and said: "You can try Mahuang Decoction first, if it doesn't work..." In fact, he has doubts in his heart, Mahuang Decoction is mainly suitable for thin and white tongue coating, floating and tight pulse, and The current situation is different, but it can't be said that it can't be cured at all. At least it can relieve sweating and slow down the old man's condition.

Tao Dongsheng hesitated in his heart, but others did not.The brawny man let out a hey, and said, "Try the ephedra decoction again. Several doctors have said so. It's really a change of people without changing the medicine. All of them are taught by a master!"

He spoke unreasonably, but Tao Dongsheng didn't care. It turned out that someone had already used ephedra soup, and it didn't work!This is nothing, there are so many decoctions to treat typhoid fever, just change to another one!
But the servant stuck out his tongue from behind, thinking: "It's no wonder I had to show off, because I was not sure about his illness. Fortunately, I didn't say that he is an imperial doctor, otherwise I would be ashamed!"

Tao Dongsheng said: "Then let me have a look again, the ephedra soup is not easy to use, you can change it to another soup."

But the person carrying the bed board said: "Big man, don't pay attention to him, you'd better go see the doctor in the monastery!"

The strong man said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, what a waste of time. I have already reached the gate of the temple, but I still grind my teeth with this quack doctor. I don't know if he is a real doctor!"

Everyone ignored Tao Dongsheng's master and servant, and rushed into the Inspiration Temple carrying the bed board!

Tao Dongsheng was puzzled and said genuinely: "Is there any doctor in this temple? Could it be that Huizheng saw a doctor after teaching scriptures?" Following the crowd, he also walked towards the temple.

As soon as he entered the gate of the temple, Tao Dongsheng heard the strong man in front of him yelling: "Gentlemen, make room, my father is here!"

"Hey, isn't this the Tu family's father and son, big man Tu, what's your father?" Another newcomer came to the temple, and it happened that someone who knew the strong man and his father asked each other out of their mouths.

The burly man named Tu Dazi couldn't care less about politeness, and led his people into the hall. He saw Wang Ping'an sitting in the hall, and he had just given the pulse of a commoner, and he was asking for something!
Big Tu ran straight to Wang Ping'an and shouted, "Young master, I brought my father here, so why don't you show him?"

Wang Pingan said to the common people: "As I said, eat a small piece of fresh ginger every morning to ensure that your little problem will be cured. It is simple and saves money. You don't need to spend a lot of money to buy those conditioning medicines!"

After instructing the people, Wang Ping'an rushed to the big man and said, "Okay, quickly bring your father in!"

Daddy Tu hurriedly greeted him, and his neighbors immediately carried Father Tu in, and placed him in the center of the hall.

At this time, Tao Dongsheng also squeezed in from the crowd. Seeing Wang Ping'an, he thought to himself: "So it's not Huizheng who sees a doctor, but him. Who is this person? He's not very old, so he has the ability to see a doctor? Medical books How many books have you read yet?"

Wang Pingan came to Father Tu, and like Tao Dongsheng, he also saw what kind of illness it was at a glance, and said, "So your father is suffering from typhoid fever!"

Tao Dongsheng thought to himself: "It's pretty good. But seeing typhoid fever, it seems that it's not really a skill!"

This doctor is not the same as the doctor.Tao Dongsheng went to see a doctor directly, but Wang Ping'an asked, "The weather is so hot now, and there is no abnormal rainy weather, how did your father get typhoid fever?"

Big Tu hurriedly said: "My family is in the business of a butcher shop. My father went to the countryside to collect sheep a few days ago. The road in the country was difficult, and there were more sheep. When crossing the small river, the sheep was disobedient and ended up being thrown away. My father was dragged into the river, although the sheep was not lost, but my father fell ill when he came back, not counting today, he has been lying down for three days!"

Wang Pingan nodded. It turned out that he had fallen into the river. Old people can't bear such a toss.He squatted down and felt his pulse for Old Man Tu.After a while, he let go of his hand, raised his head and said with a smile: "The pulse is deep and tight, but it's actually not serious. You don't have to be afraid, there's nothing serious about this disease!"

Tao Dongsheng frowned when he heard this in the crowd, it seems that this young man is really talented and has a little skill!But his servant said in a low voice: "Master Nephew, the first part of this man's sentence is exactly the same as yours!"

Tao Dongsheng nodded slightly, showing his pulse. In fact... it can only be regarded as a small skill, even a doctor can do it!But Wang Ping'an's next sentence surprised him a little!
I heard Wang Ping'an say: "The pulse is tight, this is typhoid fever. Your father may be a little uncomfortable usually, and fell into the river, which caused the disease. Your father's typhoid fever, even if it is cured, will be treated later. He will get it again if he encounters a little accident, but it doesn’t have to be typhoid fever, it may be other diseases. So it’s not enough to treat typhoid fever, but we must pay attention to the maintenance of the body!”

The big man Tu scratched the back of his head, and said: "My father is usually strong, but when he kills sheep, he always uses only one knife to skin the sheep neatly!"

"On the surface, it just looks strong!" Wang Ping'an said, and then touched Old Man Tu's forehead.

The little surprise in Tao Dongsheng's heart became bigger and bigger, and the typhoid was in Li, which means he is proficient in "Treatise on Febrile Diseases"!This young man's ability is estimated to be [-]% of mine, [-]% seems to be less, at least [-]%!

Wang Pingan touched Father Tu's forehead and asked, "Old man, how do you feel now? Is it too cold?"

Father Tu was in a daze of illness, he couldn't hear Wang Ping'an's question clearly, so he couldn't answer, but his son was by his side, and Big Tu said, "My father always said that he was cold, it was simply aversion to cold. Let me raise the stove for him, he wants to warm up, how can he warm up in this hot day, if he is not sick, he will be sick!"

Wang Pingan hummed, he squeezed Father Tu's mouth, looked at the coating on his tongue, and said, "Lianwu, bring the candle here, I have to look carefully." The little girl agreed, took a candle, and lit Tu Papa's face.

Wang Pingan looked at it, and said again: "The tongue coating is black in the middle and white on both sides. Yes, according to other symptoms, your father's illness can be diagnosed as typhoid fever of yin syndrome... No, it is actually typhoid fever of yin meridian, that's the only way to be sure." some!"

Others didn't react too much when they heard what he said, but to Tao Dongsheng's ears, it was like hammering a drum!This young man can actually see the typhoid fever of yin syndrome and typhoid fever of yin meridian!This, this, he is indeed proficient in "Treatise on Febrile Diseases"!In terms of ability, I'm afraid it's more than [-]% of mine, at least [-]%... But my ability is not limited to treating typhoid fever, so it can only be regarded as [-]% of mine!

But his servant said in a low voice: "Master nephew, this man seems to be a bit more careful than you when he looks at the disease!" He wanted to say that he was much more serious than you, but there was a difference. He didn't dare to say such presumptuous words!

After Tao Dongsheng heard this, he thought to himself: "It's not necessarily true. The grassroots see a doctor for the grassroots. There's nothing to make a fuss about. But the character of this young man is indeed admirable!"

He is an imperial doctor, and he usually treats high-ranking officials and dignitaries more often. If he changes to treat nobles, he must take it seriously.However, the Tang Dynasty was a hierarchical society after all, and people were divided into ranks and ranks, and there was a difference between high and low. It is unrealistic for him to treat a commoner on the side of the road seriously.It's not that medical ethics are bad, but that this era is the social reality. Not only no one thinks it's wrong, but everyone thinks that imperial doctors should have airs as a matter of course!

Tao Dongsheng was thinking, this young man should be [-]% as good as me, but Wang Pingan's next words immediately changed his mind!
Wang Pingan said: "This is the so-called person without heat and aversion to cold that develops in Yin! This kind of typhoid fever, according to your father's current situation, it is not acceptable to take ephedra soup. You must have given him ephedra soup, right? "

Big Tu nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and said repeatedly: "Yes, it is true that I have taken ephedra soup, and it is indeed not good!"

Tao Dongsheng's heart thumped, this time it wasn't that the drum was hitting the drum like a heavy hammer in his ear, but the drum was hitting the drum in his chest, the heavy hammer was still the same, but the drum was replaced by his heart!

This boy's ability is definitely more than [-]% of mine, definitely more than [-]%, and he has to go up!
(End of this chapter)