Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 35 The Old Owner's Serious Illness
Seeing his son coming, Wang Youcai rushed to the old road: "Old owner, this is the safety of the dog. Peace, hurry up and greet the old owner."

Wang Pingan walked up to Boss Qi's bed, cupped his hands, and said, "Young Wang Ping'an, I have met the old owner." He saw that Boss Qi was almost seventy years old, with white beard and hair, and a tall figure. Although he was sitting on the bed, he could still It can be seen that when the old man was young, he must have been a tall and fierce man. No wonder he was able to lead a brigade and lead a team of soldiers. The founding of the Tang Dynasty also had a contribution to this old man.

Wang Youcai said: "My son usually doesn't like to go out, but likes to read. There is nothing else in the house. It is full of books. There are tens of thousands of volumes. I plan to let him go to Beijing next year to take part in the scientific examination, and see if he can shine a light on Wang Youcai." Ancestor, if he can get an official position, I will be satisfied in this life!"

Boss Qi nodded and said: "Well, when a certain family was young, if they wanted to get fame, they had to touch the handle of a knife. They either killed people or were killed. There was no other way to go. Now they are young people, as long as they study You will be able to stand out. This child is not bad, has he ever married a wife?"

"Not yet, I plan to let him find a wife after the scientific examination. If he passes the examination, he will marry someone with a family background. It doesn't matter if he fails the examination. The family has prepared for him. It's that Danruo, a little girl, very hardworking. Yes, the old owner has seen it before!" Wang Youcai said.

Boss Qi said oh, I don’t know if he remembered who Dan Ruolai was, but he couldn’t help nodding: “It’s fine to have a woman, give birth to a child earlier, and you should hug your grandson earlier, don’t be like us, it’s hard to give birth to a son.” Night!"

The two of them were chatting at home at this time, while Wang Pingan observed Boss Qi carefully, and saw that the old owner's face was swollen, and his abdomen was bulging under the thin quilt, like a small hillock. Every time he said a word, he coughed a few times.He spit out phlegm several times after just talking for a short while.He glanced at the spittoon beside the bed, and saw that there was a small amount of phlegm in it. It was obvious that the old farmer would vomit a lot in a day.

Wang Pingan said: "Old owner, how long have you been sick?"

Boss Qi was a little tired. He had heard that Wang Ping'an would prescribe the medicine himself, and he was still looking forward to it, but when he met him, he found that he was a half-sized man, not much better than the previous slug, and his beard didn't grow much. He has no hair on his face and can't do things well, so he doesn't believe that Wang Ping'an will see a doctor.

He replied casually: "It may have been more than half a year, I got it last year. The harvest in the field was not good last year. The people of a certain family and the village stayed in the field for a few days. Seeing that there was not much food, they felt uncomfortable. , and fell down after returning home. Alas, time is not forgiving. I think that when a certain family was young, they followed the army to conquer Yuwenhuaji. La!"

Wang Pingan said, and had a preliminary judgment in his mind, it was dampness and swelling, and then the swelling turned into cough and asthma.However, the diagnosis cannot be confirmed yet, and it can only be done after the pulse is taken.He said: "Old owner, can I ask my nephew to feel your pulse?"

Qi Huan also came in at this time. Hearing what Wang Pingan said, he wondered, "Hey, do you know the pulse?"

Without turning his head, Wang Pingan said: "I know a little bit." Putting Boss Qi's hand beside the bed, he began to feel his pulse.After a long while, he said: "Change your hand!" He took the other hand and continued to signal the pulse.

Qi Huan watched from the side, scratched the back of his head, and said: "It seems that you really know the pulse, so you... so brother Wang Xian knows how to heal, just disrespectful!" He is a dutiful son, and his father's illness has been tugging at his heart , if Wang Ping'an can cure his father's illness, let alone the river water, he won't grab it again, even if he is asked to kneel down and kowtow to Wang Ping'an, he will do it without hesitation!
Wang Youcai didn't know medical skills, and he wanted to praise his son, but he couldn't say it. If Yang Shi were present, he would have blown it up.But Mr. Wang is self-cultivated and patient. He waits for his son to cure Boss Qi's illness before blowing it up.
Boss Qi stared into Wang Ping'an's eyes, and thought to himself, "Is this kid really good at seeing a doctor? When I saw him when I was a child, I felt like I could only cry. I didn't expect to grow up, but I have a future, and I know the pulse!"

Wang Pingan checked his pulse for a while, then let go, and said, "Old owner, I have to see your tongue coating!"

Since Boss Qi got sick, he has seen many doctors. He knew the procedure earlier, so he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue for Wang Pingan to see.His tongue was covered with white coating, so thick that the original color of the tongue could hardly be seen!

Wang Pingan nodded, and said: "From the pulse of the old master, the pulse is moist and astringent, and the tongue coating is white and thick. From the symptoms, it is damp numbness that is not pronounced. Because of suffocation!"

Wang Youcai suddenly heard his son drop a sentence, and thought to himself: "My son, do you understand me when you say that? Qi Huan can recognize a few characters, but the old owner of Qi doesn't know any big characters. You dropped the bookbag." , They absolutely can’t understand it, even I can’t understand it!”

There is no absolute in the world, Master Wang can't understand, but Old Master Qi and Master Qi understand it together!

Qi Huan said happily: "It turns out that Brother Wang Xian is really proficient in medical skills. You are right. I invited doctors to come here a while ago, and they all said that about Daddy's illness. What is it called wet sex disease..."

Old Qi said loudly: "What's wet and lewd, is your father that kind of person? A certain family is so old, why are you still lewd!"

Wang Pingan was amused, Boss Qi was indeed suffering from wet sex disease, those doctors read it right, and the name of the disease was definitely not a literal understanding.But since the old owner didn't like to hear it, he didn't explain it. He followed Boss Qi's words and said: "The old owner is Zhou Zheng, and everyone in the ten miles and eight villages knows it. In fact, you are suffering from swelling and asthma. Let my nephew Look at your abdomen!" In fact, the word "dampness" should be added before "swelling and asthma", but people don't like to hear it, and there is no need to say it, anyway, talking or not talking has no effect on the treatment method. Why bother making people unhappy?

"That's right, Brother Wang is good at speaking. A certain family's body is swollen, coughing and wheezing, of course it's swelling and asthma!" Boss Qi lifted the quilt and asked Wang Ping'an to look at his stomach.

Wang Pingan saw that his abdomen was protruding high, and he pressed it with his hands. There seemed to be something inside, and he knew in his heart that this was the cause of the stasis.So far, the diagnosis has been confirmed.He stood up and turned around the room.

All three looked at Wang Ping'an, and saw that he frowned and shook his head sometimes, as if he was thinking about something extremely difficult.

Boss Qi thought that he couldn't cure him, so he comforted him, "Brother Wang, don't make things difficult. A certain family's illness is clear to the heart, and time is running out. I think that when a certain family was young, they went south to beat Yuhuaji, I have killed Turkic barbarians in the north, at least more than 20 people have been killed, which is already enough. This disease can be cured if it can be cured, and if it cannot be cured, it will be pulled down. It is getting late, you will live here tonight, and send someone back Report the letter, so that the family will not worry!"

Wang Ping'an said, stopped, and said: "The old owner's disease is indeed serious, and it is quite troublesome to cure, but because the old owner is in good health, he must be able to survive the pain of taking the medicine, so in terms of life, it is not easy. No worries!"

Wang Youcai and Qi Boss hadn't spoken yet, but Qi Huan was overjoyed, stepped forward to hold Wang Ping'an's hand, and shouted: "This is true, can you really cure my father's illness?"

　
(End of this chapter)