My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 83

[083] There was once a person

"You are young, what do you know about practicing medicine?"

"In 93, the previous governor was seriously ill, and the doctors were helpless. I was the one who worked non-stop and sleepless for three consecutive days, suffering from traditional Chinese medicine day and night, and the treatment was successful."

"In 97, the plague was prevalent in Yunnan. Dozens of people were infected and their lives were dying. It was my painstaking research to develop a drug against a new type of plague."

"In 03, when SARS broke out across the country, I was called by the state and rushed to Beijing to work with more than 100 doctors, including academician Zhong Nanshan, to develop anti-African drugs."

"In 11 years, there was a severe drought in Yunzhou, there was no rain in March, and the plague was prevalent. It was me again, rushing to the forefront..."

"One by one, one by one, I will do my best and work hard. How can you, a young man, have the right to be arrogant in front of me?"

Speaking of these things, old man Meng suppressed the anger in his heart, and his tone was very smug.

Although Song Xi and Xu Wei had known about the great achievements of old man Meng, they were still full of enthusiasm when they heard it again. This is the glory of a doctor.

Ye Xuan frowned, bowed his head and remained silent.

There was once a person who couldn't bear to live with many diseases, and invented the four-diagnosis and ginseng method of looking at the color, hearing the sound, asking about the disease, and feeling the pulse, which greatly increased the average life expectancy and laid the foundation for the diagnosis of traditional Chinese medicine.

The man's name was Bian Que, and he was called the ancestor of Chinese medicine by later generations.

There was once a person who couldn't bear the many disasters and disasters of the living and the people, collected medical prescriptions extensively, and wrote the great work "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases", which has since become the basic principle of TCM clinical practice and is still used today.

The man's name was Zhang Zhongjing, who was revered as the "Medical Sage" by later generations.

There was once a person who couldn't bear to see patients in pain, invented Mafeisan, and used to scrape the bones of Guan Yunchang to cure poison. Later generations called him "the master of surgery", and he was the ancestor of all surgeons.

The man's name was Hua Tuo, and later generations used "Hua Tuo's rebirth" to describe his superb medical skills.

There was once a person who visited Kyushu, referred to 925 books on medicine and other aspects of the past dynasties, archaeological evidence, studied physics, and recorded tens of millions of words of notes. After 27 cold and heat, he changed his manuscript three times and completed the 192 million-word masterpiece " Compendium of Materia Medica".

The man's name was Li Shizhen, who was revered as the "Sage of Medicine" by later generations.

Whether it is Bian Que, Zhang Zhongjing, Hua Tuo, or Li Shizhen, these characters are actually Ye Xuan’s former pseudonyms. He traveled to Kyushu, lamented the sorrows and sorrows of ordinary people, set up great compassion, great ambitions, and studied medicine, hoping to help ordinary people. Get rid of the sea of ​​​​sickness.

In fact, he can save those diseases and pains with a wave of his hand, but one day he will return to the world of the ancient world, so he hopes to promote the way of medicine in the world, so that thousands of mortals will not be troubled by diseases for a long time.

However, Ye Xuan would not say these things. Youdao is a hero without mentioning the courage of the past. Past wealth does not mean eternal wealth, and past success does not mean constant success.

Ye Xuan raised his head, his eyes were sharp: "So what? The glory of the past can't change your medicine, and you will die!"

"you……"

Old man Meng was so angry that his beard trembled: "Okay, you are amazing, you treat it, it depends on whether the patient's family can trust you, or trust me."

snort!
Old man Meng rolled his eyes, a look of arrogance flashed across his face.He decided to find the dean tonight and let this arrogant young man go back to where he came from.

When the old woman heard the words, she immediately turned sullen, glared at Ye Xuan angrily, and said:
"The hair on the mouth is not yet fully grown, so I just come out to see a doctor like others. My grandson's body is precious, and if you see something wrong, or suffer from sequelae, what should I do?"

Look!

Complacent, old man Meng cast a sideways glance at Ye Xuan, and sneered in his heart. If he wants to treat a disease like others, the patient has to trust you!
Ye Xuan was not angry either. The so-called doctor's parental heart, he is not a nosy person, and he reminded him just to not insult the words "doctor's benevolence".

Besides, as the saying goes, practicing medicine also pays attention to fate. Ye Xuan once met two people who had the same strange disease in one day.

A person endured more than ten years of pain, searched for famous doctors, and finally found Ye Xuan, healed, and thanked Dade for going.

The other person was Gangde, the first one to find was Ye Xuan, healed in an afternoon, and went away peacefully.

So, seeking medical treatment is also a predestined law!

"What are you talking about?" Wang Biao came to pick up Ye Xuan from get off work, happened to see this scene, and scolded: "Master Ye is a person with real skills, don't regret it."

"Hehe." The old woman sneered twice: "Regret, it doesn't exist, and it is impossible to regret it in this life."

"You..." Wang Biao was about to get angry, but Ye Xuan waved his hand: "No problem, I will make him satisfied if he thinks highly of me, and she will regret it one day if he looks down on me! Why should I worry?"

Ah?
Really can blow!
The old woman sneered, turned around to look at old man Meng, and said earnestly, "Doctor Meng, hurry up and prescribe the medicine."

Old man Meng handed over the medicine and ordered it up. Ye Xuan waited for old man Meng to finish his explanation, and said quietly again:
"After drinking this medicine, within 3 minutes, the child's whole body must be extremely cold. After 5 minutes, his whole body will be hot. After 10 minutes, he will foam at the mouth and his eyes will be dull. If within 10 minutes, he will be delivered to the hospital." I can still heal, otherwise, there is no way to recover!"

After Ye Xuan finished speaking, he ignored the two of them, returned to his corner, and sat down calmly.

The old man Meng coughed and was a little annoyed: "Don't listen to his nonsense, you can go to the back to decoct the medicine, this medicine will not cure it, at least it can alleviate the symptoms."

"Of course I trust Dr. Meng." The old woman gave Ye Xuan another look, and hurried to the back of the hospital to make medicine.

Because traditional Chinese medicine is more troublesome to cook, every hospital has a special place for boiling medicine, which can reduce the trouble of patients.

"Master Ye, it's time for you to eat." Wang Biao bowed and reminded in a low voice.

"Sigh." Ye Xuan sighed, and finally couldn't bear it, and said, "Wait a little longer, the old woman is ignorant and dull, but the child is innocent."

"Yes." Wang Biao said in awe, "You are too kind."

If he had the ability of Master Ye, but was treated so poorly by others, he would have left in a hurry.

Ye Xuan shook his head, fiddled with the teacup on the table, and said slowly:
"You are wrong. I look down on some people, even if they are ten thousand gold, I will not cure them."

"Some people, if I meet them, will heal them even if they don't charge a penny."

"There are still some people, the old and the weak, women and children, who are not treacherous people, who can save a life with a little effort, and they should do it."

After speaking, Ye Xuan thought for a while and concluded: "So this is not charity, but principle."

Practitioners of medicine have steelyards in their hearts, some things should be done, and some things should not be done.

"Master Ye is right. To tell you the truth, I used to pay homage to Second Lord Guan. Now, I bow to you."

This is not flattery, but from the heart.

(End of this chapter)