The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 626
Li Muyun was taken aback by Lao Sun's actions, quickly jumped up from the chair, stretched out his hand to support him: "Genius doctor, what are you doing, when did I become as great as you said."

In fairness, the reason why Li Muyun helped Sun Simiao was purely impulsive, no matter in the past or now, in fact, he is not as great as the old Sun imagined.

That is to say, don't look at him investing so much money now, but in fact, it is just for Lao Sun's face, and has nothing to do with his concern for the people of the world, so he dare not accept Lao Sun's gift no matter what. of.

In the end, Sun Simiao, an old Taoist priest, was quite stubborn. He struggled to apologize to him, which made Li Muyun feel very uncomfortable, and finally said: "Genius doctor, isn't your life shortened by you? You said I am a young man, why not?" I deserve your gift."

Sun Simiao saw that he had reached this point, so he didn't insist anymore, but his attitude was no longer that of rejecting people thousands of miles away, he straightened up and said: "Forget it, since the prince doesn't want to stand out, then the credit The old Taoist will take it on his behalf, but in the future, the prince should not call the old Taoist doctor, I wonder if it is possible?"

"No problem!" Li Muyun nodded heavily: "However, there is a condition for not calling me a genius doctor, that is, you can't call me a prince even if you are old."

Sun Simiao hesitated for a moment: "This...isn't that good?"

"What's wrong with this, from now on you will always call me Muyun, what do you think of our new year's friendship?" Li Muyun was still a little apprehensive while talking.

After coming to Datang for so many years, it is said that he has met many famous people, but for some reason, he is not awesome in front of the old Taoist priest Sun Simiao, probably because he was influenced by the selfless character of this old Taoist priest.

At the beginning, Sun Simiao still couldn't accept it, this old Taoist is not as famous as the later generations, and he was a little uneasy about making friends with a county king, but later he really couldn't stand Li Muyun's soft-spokenness, so he could only follow his wishes.

After the two got back together, Sun Simiao remembered that Li Muyun had just said that he wanted to check the source of the disease, so he asked seriously: "Mu, Mu Yun, just now you said that you need to check the source of the disease, do you think this is a plague? "

"No, it shouldn't be a plague." Li Muyun shook his head and said, "If it was a plague, Chang'an City would not be so safe right now. I think environmental problems should cause a large number of the same cause, so I think it's best to go out and have a look. If you can If you find the cause of the disease, then you can start to treat it from the source."

"En!" Sun Simiao pondered for a moment, and felt that what Li Muyun said seemed to make sense, so he stood up and said, "Since it's not too late, how about we leave now?"

Li Muyun didn't expect that Sun Simiao was still a man of action, so he was taken aback for a moment before he smiled and said, "Old Sun, you are more anxious than I am, but you are not in a hurry to leave, why don't you know where to go?"

Unexpectedly, Sun Simiao replied: "The local veterans probably know something. Most of the people who come to see the doctor these days come from the east of the city. We will definitely find something there."

East of the city?Li Muyun's expression changed, if nothing unexpected happened to the east of the city, it seemed to be his fiefdom!Now, Comrade Xiao Li couldn't calm down any longer, and he and Sun Simiao left the clinic, got into the carriage belonging to the old Sun, and went straight out of the city.

To be honest, since Li Muyun came back from the war, he hasn't been out of the city. In half a year, he doesn't even know what his fief has become.

However, when the carriage arrived outside the city, Li Muyun found that things were not as bad as he thought. The common people were still doing what they should do in the fields, and merchants were coming and going on the official roads. The bustling scene was not as he had imagined. Sadness is everywhere.

Sitting opposite him, Sun Simiao glanced out of the window from time to time, and then fell on Li Muyun again, making him look uncomfortable, and asked awkwardly, "God, no, Old Sun, what do you think I'm doing?"

The old man said bluntly: "Your outfit is so vulgar, you look like a nouveau riche. You are a good person, but you insist on self-defilement. Could it be that you are worried about something?"

Li Muyun had to admire Sun Simiao's observation ability, but he didn't say anything, just shook his head vaguely.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Sun Simiao stopped asking him any more. After all, everyone has their own secrets, even if they are close, it is impossible to answer all questions.

After leaving the city, the carriage went all the way, walking aimlessly along the official road. After Li Muyun found out that there was nothing very special outside the city, he became a little absent-minded. Old Sun paid attention to the movement outside, but it took a long time I didn't find anything particularly eye-catching, and gradually began to lose my mind.

After walking like this for half an hour, the outside of the city was peaceful and peaceful, and the two people in the carriage seemed to be drowsy.

At this moment, Li Muyun seemed to have seen something unbelievable, closed the folding fan with a 'shua' sound, and said angrily: "How could they do this!"

Sun Simiao was taken aback, and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Old Sun, look over there." Li Muyun pointed to the embankment of the Wei River not far outside with his fan.

Sun Simiao looked at it for a long time, then asked again: "What are you looking at?"

"Didn't you see it?" Li Muyun turned his head and glanced at Lao Sun, then pointed to the distance and said, "Over there, that person was washing rice by the toilet, you didn't see it?"

Sun Simiao originally thought that Li Muyun had seen something intolerable, but after hearing his complaints, he couldn't help asking curiously: "Isn't this normal? If you don't wash rice there, where do you go?"

"No, then, there is a toilet over there, how unhygienic!" Li Muyun sat down weakly, he couldn't understand how Sun Simiao could say 'normal' so calmly.

In the end, Lao Sun said calmly: "What's the matter, as the saying goes, water doesn't stain people..."

Li Muyun couldn't stand Sun Simiao's argument anymore, and interrupted him: "How can it not infect people, Old Sun, Old Sun, your thoughts are not good, a hygienic environment is very important, and many diseases are actually spread through this way." of."

Sun Simiao blinked and did not speak, as if he was waiting for Li Muyun to continue.

Li Muyun had no choice but to continue: "The hut is the place where the five grains reincarnate, and many parasites, viruses, and bacteria multiply in it, especially now that it is summer, which is the best time for viruses to multiply, and the hut is built according to the water. Those viruses naturally spread along the water flow, and if someone downstream eats the unclean water, the chance of getting sick will increase."

Li Muyun thought he had understood what he said, but in the end, Sun Simiao, an old man, gave an even better answer: "Then just pick them out. Although the common people are ignorant, they can't watch the bugs eat them in the water, can they?"

Speechless, still speechless, this is the first time Li Muyun has heard that someone said to pick out the germs to return the ignorance of the common people, dare to love Sun Simiao, an old Taoist priest, who is not very smart.

Seeing Li Muyun's tangled expression, Lao Sun asked in confusion, "What? Is there something wrong with what the old man said?"

"Oh, of course it's wrong." Li Muyun said with a wry smile: "Old Sun, those parasites, bacteria, and viruses are very small things, which cannot be seen by human eyes, so naturally there is no way to provoke them. Eat it in your stomach when you feel it."

"What? Can't see? How is this possible?" Sun Simiao frowned, stared at Li Muyun for a while, then suddenly grabbed his wrist, and pressed his three fingers against his veins.

Li Muyun wanted to struggle, but seeing that Old Sun didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, he let him go, and just asked casually, "What is Old Sun doing?"

Sun Simiao ignored him, and continued to press his pulse gate with his hands, and after a while he said doubtfully, "The pulse is strong, and the spleen and stomach are slightly out of balance. Apart from this, there are no other symptoms."

Now Li Muyun was completely speechless, dare this old man was treating him just now, could he be acting so like a lunatic?
And when he was depressed, Lao Sun glared at him: "Eat less meat in the future, your young body is not as healthy as an old man with his neck buried in soil."

After hearing Lao Sun's words, Li Muyun couldn't help becoming interested in his age: "Are you old this year?"

"Fifty to eight." Sun Simiao stretched out his hand to compare, and then saw Li Muyun sitting down slumped, and muttered: "Only 58...".

"What?" the old grandson asked.

"It's okay, you're old, the soil is only buried to the hip bone shaft, far away from the neck." It is said that Sun Simiao lived to be 110 years old, 58 years old, which is not even half of it. If there are no accidents, it is obvious that he can live again 60 years.

60 years!Li Muyun wasn't even sure if he could live another 60 years, but seeing that the old Taoist seemed to be asking the truth, he quickly changed the topic and said, "Mr. Sun knows Buddhist verses, every grain of sand is one world, right?"

Sun Simiao nodded and said, "I know."

Li Muyun smiled and said: "Since a piece of sand is a world, how small are the creatures in this 'world'? If tens of millions of people are gathered in a single piece of sand, Mr. Sun can still kill each of them." See? The bacteria and parasites I just mentioned are actually the same, they are really small, but small doesn’t mean they don’t exist, it’s just that we can’t see them with the naked eye..., Old Sun, what kind of eyes do you have?”

Li Muyun was halfway through speaking, when he saw Sun Simiao looking at him like a fool, he couldn't help asking.

"One sand, one world represents equality, which means that even the most inconspicuous sand is one of all living beings. This is just a metaphor! There are tens of millions of people in a single sand, how does your teacher teach Yours?!" At this time, Sun Simiao had begun to regret his original decision, and he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to form a friendship with this ignorant guy.

(End of this chapter)