Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 46 Hey, Ask Me

Wang Ping'an kept patting his feet and clapping his hands, but said in his mouth: "The pain from patting means that there is something wrong with your body. But if you are healthy and healthy, you will not come to my house! Don't talk too much, go on." Shoot, I'll explain after shooting!"

After filming for a short time, Yang also said: "Peace, my mother is in pain too, when will this be filmed?"

Wang Ping'an said: "First take two hundred shots, don't stop if you don't take enough shots, and don't stop with your feet!" After patting for a while, he said: "Okay, this time first!" His hands were clapping warmly Yes, walked to the middle of the yard and motioned for everyone to stop too.

Yang said: "Well, it turns out that clapping is so tiring and your hands hurt!" The two little girls behind her were fine, they felt fine.

Wang Pingan said: "When you clap your hands, it's for sure that your hands hurt. It's okay. If you clap your hands like I said, if you feel some discomfort in your body, don't worry. This is a normal detoxification reaction. Well, I'm not talking about being poisoned and then pulled out. , but... it's the evil fire, which is the disease that is hidden in your body but has not yet flared up, we clap our hands just to purify the fire!"

He knew how to explain it, but he couldn't explain it clearly, so he simply said it vaguely. In fact, when he said it vaguely, ordinary people could understand it.They are startled when they talk about detoxification, but they understand when they talk about purging fire.

Wang Pingan slapped his hands twice, and said: "Listen to the sound, if it sounds like knocking on the quilt, it means that the body is... well, it is not healthy, and you need to slap more. If you listen to Gen Gen, it is It is said that there is too much wind and cold in the body, and the waist and legs are not very good!" He had to vague the technical terms.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another round of applause in the yard, and everyone began to judge what was wrong with them.

Wang Pingan said again: "At the beginning, take two hundred shots as the standard. Don't be too much. Later, you will take more shots. Add it slowly, and take a thousand shots each time. Anyway, don't care about how many shots you take, don't be reckless. As long as you feel comfortable taking pictures, that’s fine.”

Mrs. Yang clapped her hands a few times and asked, "Son, just clap as you please, why do you have to walk while clapping, it's a bit tiring!"

Wang Pingan came to his mother, looked at her hands, and said with a smile: "It's okay, mother, you are fine. Why do you want to walk while taking pictures? It's because when people get old, they are most afraid of heavy legs. If you sit Shooting, the blood in the body flowed down to the waist, it was about to be suppressed, and the legs would be even heavier, so the best effect is walking."

He sat down at the table again and said: "After clapping for a while, various symptoms will appear. Don't be afraid when you encounter such a situation. This is a normal phenomenon of purging fire. If you keep clapping, the fire will be purged. That way Your body will be healthy."

A few people squeezed to the table and asked, "Ping'an little doctor, is clapping really so miraculous? Can any disease be cured?"

Wang Pingan smiled, shook his head and said, "I'm just talking about the methods of health care, the methods of strengthening the body and reducing illness. If you still get sick, you still need to see a doctor."

"So it's not a cure for all diseases!" The person who asked the question was a little disappointed.

Wang Pingan felt amused, there is no cure for all diseases in the world, if someone tells you that there is a medicine that can cure all diseases, then this person must be selling Dali Pills, don’t trust him!He said: "It's just clapping hands, it's good for health, it's convenient to do, and it doesn't cost anything, why not do it!"

He went on to give pulses to the patients behind him, but the yard was not peaceful from then on, the crackling sound kept ringing, and the patients in line started clapping their hands to heal all kinds of diseases when they were idle and bored.

Xiantong Academy.

Qiu Wenpu put down the handkerchief, and saw that the handkerchief was bright red. After taking the medicine prescribed by Cheng Jisheng, he had nosebleeds again, more than last time, but his condition did not improve at all. Symptoms are getting worse!

Qiu Tingxuan was sweating profusely from anxiety, and knelt down in front of his father's bed, saying: "My lord, it seems that Cheng Jisheng is cheating the world and stealing his name, he has nothing but his appearance, the medicine he prescribed is actually better than Guizhi Decoction..." Suddenly thought, Cheng Jisheng How could Jisheng be qualified to compare with Zhang Zhongjing, so he temporarily changed his words: "His medical skills are too poor, and he has done a lot of harm. His father's condition has worsened due to exhaustion. I'll ask him to argue with him!"

"Be safe and don't be impatient!" Qiu Wenpu suppressed his headache, waved his hands and said, "Go out first, so that you can study well, and don't let your father worry about it. It will be fine after a few days due to the cold and minor illness!"

Qiu Tingxuan had no choice but to agree, not daring to disturb his father's rest, and went out of the house.

Qiu Wenpu picked up the prescription prescribed by Cheng Jisheng, looked at it again and again, felt that the prescription was completely normal and there was no mistake, then picked up "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", read Guizhi Decoction, and felt that it was also symptomatic, but why did his condition disappear? Well, what about a nosebleed instead?The prescriptions are different, but the symptom of nosebleed is the same. Could it be that there is something wrong with the medicine in it?

Comparing these two prescriptions, only the medicine of Guizhi is the same.Qiu Wenpu thought for a long time, sat up, picked up a pen and opened another recipe, this recipe was still Guizhi Decoction, but he increased the dosage of Guizhi to Wuqian.After putting down the pen, the old mountain master thought for a long time, finally let out a long sigh, squeezed the paper into a ball, threw it under the table, increased the dose of cinnamon sticks, and took some risks.

Qiu Tingxuan went back to the academy and forced himself to study, but he couldn't finish it no matter what. Suddenly, a servant came to report that Xuzhou Xuezheng sent someone to send a list and asked the teacher to make a decision.

Qiu Tingxuan took the list and took a look, it was the Xuzhou tribute list for next year's scientific examination, and his name was on the paper, ranking first.

Regardless of Xuzhou Xuezheng's majesty and prestige outside, he has the right to recommend virtuous men to the imperial court. Therefore, Xuezheng respected Qiu Wenpu very much, and asked his mentor to review the list of each subject before submitting it to Chang'an. If Qiu Wenpu wanted to change the list, he never objected.

Qiu Tingxuan carefully read the list from the beginning to the end, and saw that most of the list is the disciples of Xiantong Academy, and the few people mentioned by himself and Senior Brother Xuezheng last time are all on the list.This list is extremely important, and he must show it to his father immediately.

Qiu Tingxuan went back to the small courtyard at the back again, but when he entered the house, he found that his father had already fallen asleep.He didn't dare to wake his father up, so he had to put the list on the desk, press it down with a paperweight, and then quietly exited the room.He thought: "My father's illness must be cured as soon as possible. This list is estimated to be reported in the near future. Brother Xuezheng must come to ask my father in person before that. If the illness is not cured at that time, there will inevitably be some troubles." Influence, if other students in the academy who are not on the list make trouble, it will be troublesome!"

Qiu Tingxuan ordered people to prepare the carriage and rushed to Jishengtang.Cheng Jisheng happened to be in the hall, and when he saw the carriage from Xiantong Academy hurrying to the door of the pharmacy, he knew that the prescription was not working, and he left in such a hurry, it could not be that he came to thank him, but he was just looking for faults.

In fact, after he came back from Qiu Wenpu's place, he repeatedly verified the pharmacological properties in his heart, and he was sure that what Qiu Wenpu got was wind-cold, not some hidden difficult and serious disease, for Qiu Wenpu's As far as the disease is concerned, both Guizhi Decoction and the prescriptions prescribed by myself are symptomatic.If the cure is good, there is nothing else to say. If the cure is not good, then the problem must be caused by the medicine of Guizhi. Based on his many years of medical practice experience, he can say with certainty that it must be due to the difference in dosage. mistake.

Cheng Jisheng re-prescribed a prescription, which was still the famous Fang Guizhi Decoction handed down by the medical sage Zhang Zhongjing, but he added the cinnamon sticks to six qian, which was the first time he used such a large dose.

Qiu Tingxuan quickly walked into the Jisheng Hall, came to the cabinet, looked at Cheng Jisheng, without saying a word.

Silence is better than sound, Cheng Jisheng broke out in cold sweat.He put away the prescription, slowly rolled it into a paper ball, and retracted it into his sleeve.He has encountered this kind of thing, and he still feels scared when he thinks about it.When he was working in the Chang'an Imperial Medical Office, he was forced to resign and return to his hometown just because he made a small mistake.Who is he facing now?That is Qiu Wenpu, who is full of peaches and plums!

The dose of Guizhi has been increased. If something happens to Qiu Wenpu, not to mention Xuzhou scholars can't let him go, and those Xiantong disciples who are high-ranking officials in Chang'an can't let him go. A large group of people, and all of them are powerful figures!
In the end, Cheng Jisheng still didn't dare to come up with the prescription, and said bravely, "This old man is not good at learning..."

Qiu Tingxuan snorted, and said: "It's good that you know! But what can be done to remedy it? Is it possible that I have to write a letter now and invite a doctor from Luoyang?"

"That's not necessary! The old man recommended a person with excellent medical skills, who can definitely cure the old mountain master's disease. This person's name is Wang Ping'an, and he lives in Wuli Village outside the city!" Cheng Jisheng still mentioned Wang Ping'an after all, and he had to mention it.

"Wang Ping'an? See Ping'an's little doctor if you are sick?" Qiu Tingxuan asked.

(End of this chapter)