power and color

The village chief Zhang Desheng said: "Xiaojian, I heard that your medicine is very good. Her mother and daughter praised you very much and kept talking. When did you learn this skill?"

Su Zijian chuckled and said, "The village chief sees what you said, what is this?"

"You don't think so, but you can be regarded as a capable person in this village." The mountain village is far away from the town, and it is not easy to go to a health center. Someone has the means to use herbal medicine, which saves the money for going to the hospital. The medicine is effective, which is what everyone values.

"This is also called a capable person. You, the village chief, are too good at talking. If we counted our skills, we wouldn't come to this mountain village."

Hearing what he said, the village chief pondered for a while, thinking about it, maybe it was true. If his skills were really that good, he would be a doctor in the county hospital, so how could he be a warehouse manager in a grain store in a mountain village.

However, it is not easy for Su Zijian to be praised by his wife and daughter. If you use it to no avail, no one will speak well of you. He said: "Anyway, you are a capable person in our village." , will someone come to see you for treatment later?"

"See a doctor!" Su Zijian frowned, not knowing what kind of doctor he was, but he just got an old book from that old Taoist. The first one is about the methods of intimacy between men and women, and the second one is about some common medicines. The herbal remedies for the wound were taken for granted, nothing else would be done. Wouldn't it be difficult for others to ask him to see a doctor.

"Yes, you showed her mother and daughter yesterday, and her feet are almost healed. Once the news gets out, the whole village will ask you to have a look. You won't refuse, will you?" Looking at his worried face, I'm afraid that if he refuses, the wife of the village chief's speech will be like farting, no one will believe it?

"What's wrong with that, the joint or the fall or something, we can still see, if it's a serious illness, don't make me look bad." Su Zijian said with a bitter face.

Zhang Desheng laughed and said: "Don't worry, if this is really a serious illness, no one will make it difficult for you. People in this village all go to the mountains to collect firewood and do some farm work. Some minor injuries and illnesses are inevitable. That's all, so you don't have to be afraid, you know?"

"That's fine."

While talking, seven or eight villagers rushed in from outside the house. They all watched Su Zijian rubbing Zhang Chunhua's feet with medicine, and they were all amazed. This kind of medicine method is really rare, and I have never seen it before.

After it was done, someone immediately took him to his home. It was a man who fell while collecting firewood on the mountain.

Su Zijian watched several villagers for a long time, but there was no medicine at hand, and there was no cure. The village chief Zhang Desheng went back with him to explain the situation to the old Zhangtou. The next morning, he went up the mountain to collect medicine with a bamboo frame.

Climbing to the back of the mountain, ascending to a high place, looking at the green mountains and green waters, I feel very comfortable, the unhappiness with my wife has long been forgotten, and I gradually forgot about her.

He followed the old Taoist in the mountains for more than two months. He went up the mountain every day to gather and learn medicines, and studied the dosage of medicines at night. When I was tired, I sat down and took it out and savored it slowly.

When the sky was slowly graying, he returned to the village with the bamboo frame. The villagers had been waiting for him for a long time. When they saw him, they took him to their home very enthusiastically, and entertained him with good wine and food.

That night he was resting in a farmer's house, and the next morning someone went to the old head of the food station to say that he didn't have to go to work, and he would help the villagers in the village to treat their legs and feet, or some cold and deficiency diseases. The usage is unique and the effect is remarkable. He won everyone's praise and admired him very much. When the old man heard about this, he thought to himself: No way, this kid is really so amazing?

He knew that Su Zijian was sent here because of his life style. He heard that he got a job in the county food station only by relying on his father-in-law. With this ability, this common saying speaks well, seeing is believing, and hearing is false, so I hurried to see with my own eyes, how did this kid cheat the trust of the villagers?Shouldn't there be a possibility of defrauding money?

He first approached the village chief Zhang Desheng and explained the matter.

Zhang Desheng had a look of disbelief, and said: "No way, this Xiaojian is very good with the medicine. My wife and daughter learned that after he took the medicine, his feet didn't hurt so much. If he lied, how could he be so Fantastic." Finally he said: "Let's say it's a lie, he never asked everyone for money or anything, at most, everyone forced him to come home for a meal, nothing else. .”

"There really is such a thing." Hearing what the village head said, the old Zhang was very surprised, with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Could it be that I'm lying to you?" Zhang Desheng was a little displeased, who am I, but the head of a village!How can I benefit from lying to you?

"No! That's not what I meant, but that Xiao Jian really has this ability?" He lowered his head and pondered, very puzzled.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know if you go and see. If he's lying, the medicine won't work at all. Will everyone fall for his tricks again?"

Old Zhangtou nodded and said, "That makes sense."

Zhang Desheng took him to the villagers' homes to see how Su Zijian healed the villagers. Seeing that he was skilled in his techniques, apparently he was instructed by a master, and secretly said: He has this technique, why didn't he heal Li Daxiong when he was injured?

The old Zhangtou was very puzzled, and he thought that he had this method after receiving the advice of the old Taoist of Shanguan. It really made him think and think again and again. Become a famous doctor in between.

However, judging from the satisfied expressions of the wounded, the old man's doubts disappeared immediately, and the most convincing ones were those he had treated. After careful questioning, he said that the effect of the medicine was miraculous. Significant effects can be seen within five days, and most of them are cured in ten and a half months, which is not enough to make people admire.

Since then, Su Zijian stayed at the grain station to take care of the warehouse when he had something to do, and came to the village when he had nothing to do, to check on everyone's minor problems and so on.

That night, I drank some wine in a farmer's house, my head was a little bit drunk, my feet were floating, and I stumbled back. I was a little tired halfway, so I sat under an old banyan tree to rest for a while.

Suddenly he heard footsteps, a person came, he looked up, his face was not real, but he knew it was a woman in her thirties.

"Ah! Brother, what time is this, why are you sitting here alone?" The woman came forward, speaking with a strange accent.