The Wizard of Medicine

"Mr. Yan, how do you treat my qi deficiency?" Master Jia asked.

Yan Zixiu pondered for a while: "Let me prescribe a prescription."

He weighed it up, and now it is most appropriate to prescribe the medicine and decoct it on the spot, so as to make the other party feel at ease.

"The Four Treasures of the Study are at your service." Master Jia ordered.Jia's family has a great business and abundant supplies. In an instant, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are all ready.

Yan Zixiu took the lead in writing and wrote a prescription.

"Come here, come to our pharmacy to get the medicine." Master Jia winked at the servant.The servant understands that this is to let the doctor in the pharmacy see if there is anything wrong with the prescription.

The Chinese medicine was brought quickly, and the servant nodded to Master Jia to reassure him, opened the medicine bag and asked Yan Zixiu to look at it again, and then used it to decoct the medicine.

After a while, two young monks came in, a man and a woman, both in the late stage of Qi training.The man is a bit puffy, with a white face and beardless.The woman is graceful, quiet and elegant.

Yan Zixiu reckoned that these were Master Jia's young master and young lady.

The male monk yelled "Dad" carelessly, found a chair and sat down on his own.

The nun saluted Mr. Jia, called daddy, nodded slightly to the guests, and then sat down calmly.

"Ruoyan, didn't you let me come?" Master Jia was a little surprised.

"It's because I'm not allowed to come that I'm even more curious." Miss Jia snorted.

Master Jia was a little helpless, and said to his son, "Hongcai, this is Dr. Yan, who understands the way of immortal medicine. You are not feeling well, you can ask Dr. Yan for advice."

Jia Hongcai raised his chin: "How can mortals see my illness? Dad, did you find the wrong person?"

"What do you know? Dr. Yan saw my problem as soon as he entered the door, so he must have gone to the doctor." Mr. Jia reprimanded.

"Okay, if he can see my problem, I'll let him cure it." Jia Hongcai gave his father a hard time.

Master Jia looked at Yan Zixiu with a helpless expression.

Of course Yan Zixiu understood that Master Jia was deliberately putting on a show to test his strength.

He said calmly: "Shaodong's family is a monk, so there is no disease. But he used to fight with others, his pulse was injured, sometimes he vomited, and sometimes his stomach was tight."

A few words stunned Master Jia, Young Master Jia and Miss Jia.The three of them glanced at each other, why did Dr. Yan make a diagnosis as if he saw it with his own eyes?
Master Jia hurriedly got up: "Doctor Yan is brilliant, Jia is disrespectful!"

Jia Hongcai also got up from the chair and cupped his hands: "Excuse me, Doctor Yan, I was the one to be rude."

Miss Jia was not rude or respectful just now.At this moment, she looked Yan Zixiu up and down, as if she wanted to find out something.

"Master, your medicine is ready." The servant carried a tray with a bowl of decoction and a bowl of sugar water on it.Sugar water is used to relieve pain after taking medicine.

Master Jia tried it, the soup was moderately cool, and he drank it in one gulp, then drank the sugar water, smacked his lips, and said to himself: "I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but I feel that my shortness of breath is much better."

He turned around and reprimanded Jiang Dawei: "Old Jiang, what nonsense you just said. How can Dr. Yan be a man with such a talent? I want to hire him to be a teacher. Take care of food and housing, a set of clothes for each season, every month , um, tentatively set 50 taels of silver. It just so happens that Mr. Huang is also here, and we will be a witness together. Come, prepare the table!"

Mr. Huang smiled wryly in his heart. Now that Master Jia saw his existence again, he really puts forward when he is needed, and stays behind when he is not needed.But at this time, he had no choice but to obey: "Congratulations, Master Jia, and Mr. Yan."

Jiang Dawei heaved a sigh of relief, and congratulated him, "Congratulations, Mr. Jia, and Mr. Yan."

"Thank you, Mr. Huang, thank you, brother Jiang. Thank you, Jia Dong's family." Yan Zixiu returned the salute.

Originally, Jiang Dawei couldn't sit down to accompany the guests, but Mr. Jia had a wink, and when he saw that Yan Zixiu called him brother and brother, he asked him to accompany the guests.

At the banquet, Master Jia asked: "Doctor Yan, I wonder if there are any future problems from the dog's injury?"

Yan Zixiu said: "Ordinary people's illnesses are easy to cure, but monks' injuries are not. If the injury of Chongmai is left untreated, the worst case will affect the offspring."

Master Jia's face changed, and he thought that it was so.His son has married one wife and two concubines, but there has been no movement until now.This is his big heart disease.If there are no descendants, who will this huge family business be given to in the future?

Jia Hongcai's complexion changed continuously, the matter concerned his own interests, he had to put down his airs, and asked for advice, "Doctor Yan, can my injury be cured?"

For Yan Zixiu, governance can definitely be cured, but this pair of rich and unkind father and son cannot be cured easily, otherwise, wouldn't it help them oppress the people for generations?

"Shaodong's injury can be cured, but it cannot be cured by using mortal medicinal materials. It needs to be cured by refining spiritual pills with spiritual flowers and grasses. Moreover, the spiritual pills need to be taken continuously for three months. What happens during the process of taking the medicine? For abnormal reactions, you need to adjust at any time.”

"This..." The three members of the Jia family hesitated for a moment.

Yan Zixiu was not in a hurry, and let them figure it out for themselves.

Mr. Huang asked: "What is the embarrassment for Mr. Jia? The young master's body is more important."

"To be honest. I have a son and a daughter, and I will go to Menglong Villa and enter the fairy gate in seven days. Although they can bring entourage, the entourage also needs to be assessed, and they need guarantees from three middle-class families or celebrities. Dr. Yan When I first arrived, only my Jia family can guarantee it, so it’s not enough.”

Mr. Huang laughed secretly, he was about to ask for help.

He deliberately sighed: "Yes. Menglong Villa is too strict. If Dr. Yan can't follow, I'm afraid the young master's injury will be delayed."

Mr. Jia originally planned to let Mr. Huang take the initiative to guarantee, but unexpectedly he took up airs.

But he didn't want to think about how he treated Mr. Huang.He ignored people who saluted him.Now that I need them, I want them to offer to help me so that I don't have to owe favors.

Seeing that Mr. Huang didn't express his opinion, Mr. Jia had no choice but to ask for help: "Mr. Mr. Huang is a famous person in this town. I have to trouble you to be one of the three guarantees."

Mr. Huang got off the donkey and said with a smile: "It's easy to say. I think Brother Yan is upright, and he will definitely not do evil things. I will guarantee it." His guarantee is not for the Jia family, but for Brother Yan's ambition .

Jiang Dawei, as the nursing home of Jia's family, cannot guarantee it: "Master, there are still seven days. Why don't we think about it and see who is suitable to guarantee it."

Master Jia is usually selfish, and now he wants to find someone to guarantee, but he can't think of who to turn to for a while: "Okay. Let's all think about it."

Miss Jia suddenly said, "Father, why don't you go to the Gao family?"

"The Gao family?" Master Jia was startled, and shook his head again and again: "If you look for him, why don't you give him a big gift?"

Jia Hongcai got angry, and threw his chopsticks: "Father, is your money more important, or guaranteeing that Dr. Yan will follow and treat me?" After finishing speaking, he left the table.

"You! You bastard!" Master Jia had an ugly face.

If you gather ill-gotten wealth, you will have a prodigal son.It seems that this is a good statement, Yan Zixiu thought to himself.

Mr. Huang Lao and Jiang Dawei hurried to persuade.

Mr. Jia slowed down a bit, and found a way for himself: "It's not that I love money. You don't know, Mr. Gao from the Gao family has been proposing marriage to my girl for his son. Ruoyan just disagrees. Tell me, I How to ask him?"

Jia Ruoyan, Miss Jia blushed: "Father, one yard is worth one yard. Gao's guarantee for Mr. Yan, what does it have to do with my marriage?"

Others felt that what Master Jia said made sense, and the two were related.If someone proposes to you and you refuse to accept it; then if you ask for a guarantee, how can they easily agree.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Mr. Huang said to Yan Zixiu: "Brother Yan, the first time I met you, I thought you had a brilliant literary talent. The day after tomorrow, there will be a literary fair in our town. Would you like to participate?"

Jia Ruoyan's eyes lit up: "Mr. Yan still has literary talents?"

Yan Zixiu was a little excited to see her, and wondered if this Miss Jia, like Lan Meng, was also a literary youth?

He is currently positioned as a wandering literary youth, and this matter really needs to be settled: "Old Huang is too famous. I have only read a few books briefly, so I can't be regarded as a literary talent. However, since there is such an activity, I I am very willing to see and see and open my eyes.”

Yan Zixiu thought to himself, before he went, he would make a surprise attack on Tang poetry and Song Ci, and he would be fine with it.

"Father, I want to test Mr. Yan." Without waiting for Mr. Jia's consent, Jia Ruoyan pointed to the flying snow outside and said, "Mr. Yan, please use the snow scene as the theme, and you can choose a poem or song. Come up with one. "

Mr. Huang is a literati, so he applauded immediately.

Yan Zixiu had no choice but to stand up and take a few steps.He saw a few pure white plum blossoms in the corner of the wall outside the window, and smelled the faint fragrance of the flowers. Suddenly, he had an idea and thought of a poem: "Okay, I will use this plum blossom as the title."