Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 61
When Qiu Wenpu said this, his emotions were already agitated. For a university student with a lot of experience, knowledge and reputation, this is already considered a gaffe!There is no way, it is impossible for him not to lose his composure, because the prescription Wang Pingan showed him is really shocking!
It was hard for him to believe that this was a prescription that a young boy of sixteen or seventeen could prescribe!If this is the case, then this young man is simply a rare medical talent once in a thousand years, and he is enough to start a school of medical masters!

Wang Pingan took a deep breath. He had a lot of books in his study, but he could never find a book that recorded Huoxiang Zhengqi San, and he said that he forgot which book it was written in. He couldn't use such an excuse. .If he really used this as an excuse, seeing how excited Qiu Wenpu was, he might really be able to rush into the study and flip through the books!

Wang Ping'an said, pretending to be surprised, and said, "Could it be that the junior's prescription is wrong? Is it different from what is recorded in the book?" He scratched his head and said, "The junior really doesn't know that this prescription has already been written. It has been used by the predecessors. Ah, no wonder this formula is effective in treating the disease in front of me, it turns out that the predecessors have used it a long time ago!"

Qiu Tingxuan poked his head over and looked at the prescription. He was far behind Qiu Wenpu in terms of medical skills. To describe him with half a bottle of vinegar...that's all praise!He couldn't see anything strange about this prescription, but seeing his father's strange expression, he couldn't help but said: "This prescription is wrong? Father, you happen to be here, so why don't you point it out to Brother Wang, so that he won't mess around in the future If you prescribe medicine and kill someone, then you will be in big trouble!"

He turned his head to look at the patients on the table, and shook his head secretly. These people are very sick. If they really took the wrong medicine, it would definitely kill someone, and if it was serious, it would kill six lives!After seeing the patient, he turned his head to look at Wang Ping'an again, but the moment he turned his head, he found that the leading beggar-like man was glaring at him!

Hey, that's really weird, I said this for your own good, why do you look at me like an enemy?These lower Liba people are really inexplicable, and they can't tell the difference!

Can people not stare at him angrily!If this prescription was prescribed for the first time, and Qiu Tingxuan said this, others might doubt Wang Ping'an and his medical skills, but this prescription was used last time, and it was extremely effective!This is an ironclad fact, and it cannot be changed by just talking about it. In his eyes, he is thinking of others, but in the eyes of others, he is talking nonsense here!

Qiu Wenpu also turned his head and shouted angrily at him: "Zhuzi, if you know what you know, you know what you don't know, and if you don't know, you don't know what you don't know. You don't understand, so how can you talk nonsense? Go home and write "The Analects of Confucius" silently ten times!"

Ah, this is so queer!Father, I, I, I... What's wrong with me?Qiu Tingxuan's mouth was opened wide enough to fit a fist in. It was already inexplicable to be stared at by others just now, but now he was scolded by his father again, he was even more inexplicable, he was simply at a loss!

Qiu Wenpubi was not an ordinary person, he realized that he had lost his composure, he calmed down, pointed to the prescription in his hand, and said, "Ping An, you really didn't read this prescription from the book? Don't worry, the old man is right about that. The book has absolutely no intention of meddling with it, it's just curiosity, if you can lend me the book for a look, the old man... the old man can allow you to enter my study room and pick out ten out-of-print ancient books in exchange for it!"

Qiu Tingxuan was in a hurry now, and he didn't care about making his father angry, and shouted: "My lord father, you can't do it!" His Qiu family has a lot of books, including more than a dozen extremely precious manuscripts, none of which are It can be measured by money, if Wang Pingan chooses these books, it will be very bad, very bad, those manuscripts will be left to the descendants of the Qiu family!
Qiu Wenpu frowned and glanced at him, cursing secretly in his heart: "Short-sightedness!" Chong Wang Pingan said again: "That book was handed down from the former Sui imperial palace?" A book that can record such wonderful prescriptions should be owned by the royal family , when the former Sui Dynasty fell, the world was in chaos, and the books in the palace were lost to the people.

Wang Pingan shook his head and said, "Old Mr. Qiu, you treat the younger generation more affectionately than nephews. If the younger generation really has medical books, I will definitely show them to you. You see, I don't keep this prescription private, and I even show it to people who have never met before." , how could it be kept a secret from you!"

After a long while, Qiu Wenpu hummed, sighed, and thought: "That's right, he has already given away the recipe, so it's impossible for him to keep it a secret from me again! Oh, it's really unimaginable, given his young age, To be able to have such high attainments in medical skills, is it possible that the person standing in front of me today is actually another medical saint after Zhang Zhongjing!"

Wang Pingan was amused, Qiu Wenpu really guessed right, this recipe was really handed down from the imperial palace, but it was not handed down when the Sui Dynasty fell, but when the Northern Song Dynasty fell.

Huoxiangzhengqi Powder is recorded in "Taiping Huimin Heji Jufang". This medical book was compiled by medical masters in the Northern Song Dynasty and Southern Song Dynasty for decades. It is not something that can be written by a single person, but It is the brainchild of entire generations!

For modern people, Huoxiang Zhengqi Powder is a very common medicine, nothing unusual.But think about it, a medicine has been used for thousands of years, and it is still used today, and it has become a commonly used medicine. So even if this medicine is ordinary, is it a good medicine?This prescription has lasted for thousands of years and has been handed down to this day, so is it a prescription handed down from generation to generation?If this is not called handing down, then what is handing down?
Qiu Wenpu lived in the early Tang Dynasty, hundreds of years earlier than the Song Dynasty, when he suddenly saw this prescription, if he was not excited, then he would not be a living person, but a wooden person!

Seeing Qiu Wenpu standing there in a daze, Wang Ping'an said, "Old Mr. Qiu, do you think this prescription can still be used?"

Qiu Wenpu snorted, and suddenly said: "You have used this prescription, but has it ever cured someone?" He looked at the patients on the table again.

The leading man hurriedly said: "Used it on a young child, the medicine is very good, my child is almost cured!"

Qiu Wenpu immediately said: "Where is that child? Hurry up and take the old man to see it!" Although Fang Zi is good, there is no doubt about it, but to see the effect, he has to see it with his own eyes!
The leading man knew that he was a big man, so he didn't dare to neglect him, pointed to the outside of the village, and said: "What good places can we escape, Mr. Wang is a generous man, and in his village we can find some food to spend the day. , so we didn’t go far, in the woods not far from the village, people from our village built some shacks..."

Qiu Wenpu immediately ran in the direction of his finger, trotting all the way, running quite fast, he really didn't look like an elderly person.Qiu Tingxuan shouted from behind: "Father, please slow down!" and ran over.

Wang Ping'an said: "Father, mother, you are here to take care of the patients. I will follow Mr. Qiu, and I will return as soon as I go!"
Looking at their backs, Mrs. Yang said suddenly: "The prescription our son prescribed seems to be quite remarkable. Look at old man Qiu running around like crazy!"

Wang Youcai hissed hurriedly, and said, "Keep your voice down, don't let people hear you!"

It's not far away, but it's not close at all. Qiu Wenpu couldn't run halfway, so he had to be carried by Qiu Tingxuan and ran into the woods. Although Qiu Tingxuan was young and strong, he was sweating profusely from exhaustion!
After entering the forest, I saw some shacks in the forest, where many people who had fled from refugees lived temporarily.Qiu Wenpu got off Qiu Tingxuan's back and asked, "Where is that child?"

The leading man followed quickly and said: "Here, here." He led them to a shack.There was a woman standing outside the shack, who was his wife, holding a child in her arms, who was sick the day before yesterday.

Although the child was in poor health, he was no longer ill. He tilted his head and looked at Qiu Wenpu. He was hiding in his mother's arms, a little shy.

Qiu Wenpu asked, "Is this the child? How many doses of medicine did he take?" He stepped forward and stretched out his hand to feel the child's pulse.

Seeing someone coming, the woman hurriedly got up, not daring to answer Qiu Wenpu's words, but only looked at her husband with her eyes.The leading man said: "Ping An's little doctor gave us a dose of medicine, my child took it, and he recovered from the illness the next day, and now he is still a little weak. The Ping'an little doctor also gave us a lot of food to help us get through the current situation." Difficulty!"

Qiu Wenpu checked the child carefully, and then stood up, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.Wang Pingan walked to his side, saw him meditating, did not bother him, and went to the side to talk to the people.

Suddenly, Qiu Wenpu seemed to have made up his mind, walked quickly to Wang Ping'an, pulled him aside, and said, "Ping'an, I have something to ask, I hope you will agree!"

"Old Mr. Qiu, don't say that, kill the younger generation, just tell me if you have something to do!" Wang Pingan said hastily.

Qiu Wenpu said: "To be honest, the old man is writing a book called "Xiantong Night Talk", your prescription..." He paused, and said: "Can the old man write it in the book? "

Wang Pingan was taken aback for a moment, and said ah: "This..."

　
(End of this chapter)