Three Kingdoms: The Guan Family's Rebellious Son, Long Blessing Jing Xiang

Chapter 181 Don't shrink back once you breathe, be respectful to the doctor
There was a "dong dong" sound on the wooden floor.

Ever since Zhuge Ke, a young man in Langya, was fished out of the well, he has been pacing anxiously in his study with his hands behind his back, holding the "Original Dao" written by Guan Lin in his hand.

He passed the door several times, hesitated for a while, then sighed "ah", and backed away.

Mi Yang walked in and told him, "Don't sigh, the young master is back!"

With just this sentence, Zhuge Ke's eyes suddenly lit up.

Not long after, Guan Lin had already stepped in. He glanced at Zhuge Ke, and immediately motioned for him to sit down.

After making a plan, the two knelt and sat on both sides.

Speaking of which, this was the first formal meeting between Guan Lin and Zhuge Ke, a pair of teenagers of similar age.

The first time the two met was in the bathroom, where they were honest.

The second time, it was Zhuge Ke who ran away and broke in.

Ziyou poured tea for Guan Lin, Guan Lin lifted the teacup, blew gently, and asked.

"I heard from Mi Yang that you have enlightened?"

"I realized a little bit!"

"tell me the story."

"Sitting in the well and looking at the sky, if the sky is small, it is not the sky... Don't judge everything too early, including the good and evil of the fourth son Guan!"

"That's it?" Guan Lin let out a long sigh, and closed his eyes, as if to wipe away the glitz in his eyes, and also seemed to be a little disappointed in Zhuge Ke's perception.

And Guan Lin's conversation with Zhuge Ke was extremely fast, like a quick question and quick answer, without giving Zhuge Ke too much time to think.

"You can't see Mount Tai with a blind eye?" Zhuge Ke asked back.

Guan Lin shook his head again, "Isn't that still the meaning of sitting in a well and watching the sky?"

This time, it was difficult for Zhuge Ke. He thought for a while before opening his mouth: "I know, it's prejudice!"

"Prejudice must have its soil. While eliminating prejudice, we must retain a more perfect and beautiful backbone, instead of replacing one prejudice with another, let alone eliminating prejudice while not taking care of the soil, making the soil Explosion creates bigger problems!"

Uh…

Zhuge Ke said a lot in one breath, and Guan Lin scratched his head subconsciously.

Zhuge Ke was still complacent, "Am I right?"

"—You're right about a hammer!" Guan Lin retorted immediately, pointing to a big jar outside the door and shouting: "Let me ask you, if a three-year-old child accidentally falls into that big jar, ? How will you save?"

A very simple question.

Zhuge Ke thought about it for a while, and then said: "I will add water or put stones in it, and then with the help of the buoyancy of the water, the child will naturally float out of the water tank."

Ha ha…

Hearing this, Guan Lin went "hehe".

——"Isn't this a crow drinking water!" 』

He sneered and said, "I hope that child was not choked to death by you before he surfaced! Or crushed to death by you!"

This…

Zhuge Ke was taken aback.

Seeing that Mi Yang was also there, Guan Lin simply asked him the question, "Young Master Mi, tell me."

Mi Yang was paying attention to the conversation here.

Unexpectedly, the question of Lengbuding would be thrown to himself, and immediately...he answered it from a mathematical point of view: "All I can think of is to support three wooden boards at the mouth of the tank to form a triangle, and I can squat on the three boards. Take this child out of the wooden board!"

really…

As Guan Lin expected, Mi Yang's answers are always inseparable from mathematics.

Damn it - triangles have stability!
Guan Lin let out a sigh, and said immediately, "It's not good, what if there is no board nearby? How to solve this problem."

This…

Mi Yang was also silent. For a while, both Mi Yang and Zhuge Ke raised their eyes and looked eagerly at Guan Lin, hoping to hear the answer from his mouth.

Guan Lin finally said, "If it was me, I would smash this tank with a stone, so...the children in it could be rescued immediately."

"--ah…"

Mi Yang and Zhuge Ke were both startled, and looked at Guan Lin in disbelief, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems... this is indeed the fastest and the best solution.

But here comes the question...Why, they didn't think of it?

Especially Zhuge Ke, he felt... between him and Guan Lin, there seemed to be a layer of something, and this layer made him seem like he would never reach Guan Lin's "height" and "position"!
Guan Lin's words continued, "I smashed the tank to save people, but if you can't see the children in the tank, you will definitely blame me, misunderstand me, and say that I deliberately damaged the tank, adding fuel to the flames, Didn’t the image of a dandy come out? But in fact, what is my purpose? What is my heart? I just want to save people!”

Guan Lin's remarks compared his act of saving Zhang Zhongjing to "smashing a vat" to save people.

And what Guan Lin wants to tell Zhuge Ke and Mi Yang is much more than that.

"But...you might as well think about it, why...you can't think of smashing the tank to save people? Why do you always want to save that tank? Also, what is this tank that you can't give up in your heart?"

Having said that, Guan Lin's eyes looked at Zhuge Ke again.

"If you figure this out, you will truly understand this 'Original Way', and your thoughts and actions will be different!"

This…

Why can't I think of it?

Why do you have to keep that tank?

What exactly is the cylinder in this mouth?
So the soul asks three times.

Zhuge Ke and Mi Yang couldn't help frowning. They looked at each other, but what they saw in each other's eyes was bewilderment, bewilderment, or bewilderment.

Guan Lin stretched his waist, "Keep on savoring, carefully savoring...I have to catch up on my sleep."

Speaking of this, Guan Lin did not forget to tell Zhang Xingcai, "Sister Xingcai, if there is any news from your father, please tell me as soon as possible!"

talking...

Guan Lin was about to go into the house.

But at this moment... a loud and urgent voice came from outside the door.

"—Fourth Young Master, Fourth Young Master!"

Guan Lin looked for his reputation.

——It's Liao Hua!

Guan Lin was a little surprised at the moment, didn't he just see it?How... so fast?here we go again?

From a long distance away, Liao Hua could only be heard shouting.

——"Guan Gong has an urgent message, Fourth Young Master... Fourth Young Master has divinely determined Jingzhou!"

As soon as this statement comes out…

Zhuge Ke was startled, Mi Yang was startled, only Guan Lin... He opened his eyes subconsciously, muttering in his heart.

——"This is, are those ships saved?Dad did it! 』

——"Can the 'Four Young Masters determine Jingzhou'?These words... don't sound like Dad's tone! 』

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Changsha County, beside the Laodao River, next to Luohan Village.

It was already ten minutes after sunset when Diao Chan rushed back here.

But inexplicably, Zhangjiazhuang was surrounded by people, including villagers from the village, some Xinglin doctors who came here to complain about Zhang Zhongjing because Diao Chan beat the Dengwen drum, and some people who came here from thousands of miles to seek medical treatment.

But Diao Chan didn't see the shadows of his junior brothers "Du Du" and "Wei Xun"...

——"Could it be that Mr. Liao lied to me? 』

——"The two juniors...haven't they been released by the Fourth Prince Guan? 』

Diao Chan couldn't help thinking to herself.

But at this time...

"—You kneel down!"

A low and mournful roar came from Zhangjiazhuang, from the crowd.

And as this voice came to Diao Chan's ears, her eyes suddenly narrowed, and her mood was deeply disturbed.

——"The adoptive father... is... the voice of the foster father!"

Diao Chan couldn't imagine that her adoptive father Zhang Zhongjing, who had been lying in bed for half a year, could still make such a roar...

Just like the last "elegy".

Subconsciously, Diao Chan bit her lip, no longer caring about the woman's dignity, and ran like crazy into the crowd.

At this moment, Zhang Zhongjing, holding on to the door frame outside the house with one hand, looked sullenly at the side of the big disciple Wang Shuhe who was kneeling beside him.

It is obvious to see Zhang Zhongjing's state at the moment.

It's hard to imagine that this miracle doctor who has traveled all his life to great men, sought out mountains and inquired about medicines, visited famous doctors, and searched hard for a cure for typhoid fever, his current body seems to be blown down by a gust of wind.

Compared with half a year ago, he has lost dozens of catties. The medical gown that could have been stretched up now doesn't have the demeanor of a "medical saint", but it is as ridiculous as a monkey wearing a crown.

The eldest disciple Wang Shuhe knelt on the ground, but Youzi supported the body of the master.

Looking at the current appearance of the master, what he thought of was "returning to the light".

What comes to mind is...is...

Every time he thought of this, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

He tried his best to support the master, he raised his head, and under the eyes of everyone, he opened his mouth and said.

"Master, this disaster was caused by the disciple. It was the disciple who insisted on not letting the fourth son of Guan see the master, so this disaster was caused."

"The disciple and the two younger brothers...maybe they haven't been out for a long time. What the disciples think about is the last...the last time to accompany the master, to prevent the outside noise from disturbing the master, to let the master rest, but...but never want to offend Get off Fourth Young Master Guan, let the second and third junior brothers be kidnapped, let the senior sister go and beat the Dengwen drum, and everyone knows about it...even the master knows about it!"

"Master, master, you have always taught us 'the benevolence of the doctor'; taught us to 'diligently seek ancient teachings and learn from others'; taught us that 'medicine is for use, life is tied to it, so don't be careless', and taught us that 'medicine can help the world, The technique is so expensive that it is so fine', the master also said, all of these are the 'virtue of a doctor'!"

"But... the current appearance of the master, how can the disciples go out to heal others with peace of mind? How dare the disciples let the sick come to see the master and make the master worry? Master... Master, you are also a patient! Disciples... carry the pot to help the world, save the world People are "virtue", so saving the master...isn't it "virtue"? Even if it is not "virtue", it should also be regarded as "filial piety"? Heaven, earth, monarch, relative, teacher...Just ask your heart and choose one , there is no consummation in the world, disciples can't be ashamed, but they can't regret it!"

Uncle Wang said a lot in one breath.

At this time, Diao Chan also squeezed to the front, as if... She realized that because of her Dengwen Drum, countless people from Xinglin poured into the Laodao River.

What should have been concealed... can't be concealed.

And the master...he...he old man knows everything.

It was precisely because of this that the master was so angry, he would not hesitate to leave the bed, he would walk out of the house, and he was so furious.

"—Father..."

Diao Chan hastily went to help Zhang Zhongjing... Diao Chan's heart ached for her tottering body as light as a feather.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhongjing sternly turned towards Diaochan.

——"You kneel down too!"

With a "click", Diao Chan didn't dare to make her adoptive father angry, she quickly knelt down, "Don't be angry with foster father, my daughter... my daughter shouldn't have knocked on the Dengwen drum, my daughter... my daughter has already regretted it."

"No..." Seeing Zhang Zhongjing at this moment, he seemed to have exhausted his last strength, he stood up straight, and he shouted with all his strength, as if he had already had a draft. "Shuhe, and you...'Hongchang'!"

"master…"

"Father..."

Wang Shuhe and Diao Chan knelt in front of Zhang Zhongjing.

"Since you said just now that there is no perfection in the world, and you can't seek no regrets and no regrets", as a teacher today, I will... I will teach you some more at the end. This has nothing to do with medical principles, but the most important virtue of a doctor... Listen carefully , Everyone has their own destiny, I, Zhang Zhongjing, have suffered from such a severe and vicious disease, there is no cure, I don’t blame anyone! But...cough cough..."

Zhang Zhongjing coughed lightly.

However, he quickly pressed his chest, as if to suppress these coughing sounds, he didn't want to be interrupted by this damned coughing in the last teaching to his adopted daughter and disciples.

His voice came out again, much hoarse than before.

"——For the teacher, he said 'the benevolence of the doctor', 'the medicine helps the world', 'seek the ancient teachings diligently, learn from all sides', and said 'the virtue of the doctor', I said so much, but when I was dying, I forgot After all this, wouldn’t the virtue of a doctor become something invisible and intangible?”

"Shuhe, Hongchang, it may be unfair to you to say this, but the destiny of our generation of doctors is to cure diseases and save lives. If it is because of fear of death, greed for life, or just living, and forgets the fate of curing diseases and saving lives, how can a doctor be a doctor?" How can one be worthy of 'benevolence'?"

Zhang Zhongjing's body was shaking.

But inexplicably, when he finally admonished his disciples, he was standing there, looking so tall and burly!
"—I, as a doctor, can die under the butcher's knife in this troubled world, like that genius doctor Hua Tuo, in the hall of the prime minister's mansion, in front of thousands of people, but as long as we are not dead, we can still die." If you have a breath, you can't back down, and you shouldn't back down."

"—When you deserve to die, go to death calmly, but as long as you are alive, I should heal the sick, let more people see recovery, see survival, and see the hope of being alive, so... Only then can I remind the world that they can Without hesitation, we put our lives in the hands of Xinglin, the 'benevolence' and our 'morality' of our Xinglin doctors are all true!"

"—You...cough cough... what you have done, blocked the gate of our hospital, and blocked the way for the sick to seek medical treatment. Whether it is Guan Sigong or the vast number of patients, you are going to blame Guan Si Young master, wouldn’t that be blamed on the patients? How can there be a doctor in this world who blames the patients who come to the door? How does this make the world treat me, Xinglin? Treat me as a doctor? Treat the benevolence of this doctor?”

"I, Zhang Zhongjing, know that my fate is not long, but before I die, I must not fall into the benevolence of this Xinglin, the virtue of this Xinglin, all the 'doctors', Zhang Mou heard that you want to stop the doctor and seek justice for me, this is my Xinglin. The benevolence and morality must not be practiced. Xinglin will never refuse a doctor. Starting from Zhang, anyone who seeks a doctor, no matter whether he commits a crime or commits a heinous crime, will not refuse anyone who comes to me. , Anyone who seeks medical advice from me, Zhang Zhongjing, as long as I, Zhang Zhongjing, is alive, I will go to the clinic and get a prescription!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Zhongjing yelled, "Uncle He, take the table and stool for the teacher. Today, the teacher will sit in front of this mansion for consultation, and finally, the last time will be a doctor in the hall, and set a rule for Xinglin! Everyone thousands of miles away Those who came all the way to ask the doctor, Zhang will never let everyone return empty-handed, come, sit in the hall one by one! Take the pulse and prescribe!"

Especially the last "sit in the hall, take the pulse, and prescribe the prescription...", Zhang Zhongjing's words were almost hoarse.

Uncle Wang's eyes were full of tears, but Youzi followed his master and shouted:

——"Teacher... sit in front of the teacher's door, everyone... everyone line up for consultation!"

Diao Chan hugged Zhang Zhongjing's leg and kept shouting.

"Father, father..."

In the crowd, everyone was also in tears, and no one had the heart to go up...to consult Zhang Zhongjing.

There are still a few old doctors, shaking their heads while persuading these visits.

"Go...go! Otherwise...you will let down Dr. Zhang!"

As if they had a premonition of something, their voices were mournful.

that's all…

The first patient Zhang Zhongjing saw was a severe toothache. Zhang Zhongjing prescribed Baihu Decoction in Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases.

The second disease is diabetes, which is called diabetes in later generations.

Zhang Zhongjing prescribes the Wumei Wan prescription in "Treatise on Febrile Diseases".

He can no longer hold the pen, but when he feels the pulse with his index finger and middle finger, he is especially steady.

Just like the "muscle memory" formed by practicing medicine for 50 years, this "muscle memory" has completely transcended his body and almost coexisted with his soul.

As long as he keeps his eyes open, he can feel the pulse and prescribe prescriptions!
Zhang Zhongjing read the prescription.

"—Nine coins of osmanthus twigs, nine coins of dried ginger..."

Uncle Wang repeated with his suppressed tears, "Nine coins for guizhi, nine coins for dried ginger..." Then he wrote...

Numerous doctors in Xinglin around also said loudly.

"—Nine coins of osmanthus twigs, nine coins of dried ginger..."

It seemed that they wanted to use this voice to call Zhang Zhongjing, to make him realize that they were with Dr. Zhang... and to make Dr. Zhang not to fall asleep.

Once they fall asleep, maybe... maybe, they will bid farewell to this medical saint forever.

"—Schisandra nine cents, bamboo leaves three cents, inula flower three cents, jujube two cents more than half, ochre three cents and three..."

First came Zhang Zhongjing's voice.

Then there was Uncle Wang's voice when he was writing. "Schisandra chinensis nine qian, bamboo leaves three qian, inula flower three qian, jujube two and half qian, ocher stone three qian..."

Then came a group of Xinglin doctors who were full of sorrowful tears.

——"Schisandra is nine coins, bamboo leaves are three coins, inula flowers are three coins, jujubes are two and half coins, ocher stones are three coins and three!"

The whole scene is absolutely spectacular.

Zhang Zhongjing did not forget to tell the patients. "Four catties of water, decoct one and a half catties, divided into three times a day and one night, cough cough... cough cough..."

He finally couldn't help coughing anymore, but he still tried his best to tell the patient.

"—Remember to take warm...warm...warm clothes!"

"Thank you, Dr. Zhang..." The diabetic hurriedly thanked him. In the end, he fell to his knees and kowtowed like garlic.

Zhang Zhongjing tried hard to help him...

But he never thought that at this moment, Zhang Zhongjing's face flushed, and his eyes suddenly seemed to freeze.

"—Clan... my Nanyang clan, plague... plague...typhoid, typhoid!"

He seemed to be in a daze, speaking inexplicable words. "—Why are you all dead, this disease... this damn disease... ah... ah..."

It was as if he had suddenly changed into the appearance of Nanyang County when he was young and witnessed "the lives of people were overwhelmed with charcoal and corpses were scattered everywhere" due to typhoid fever and plague.

He's still talking crazy.

"——Xiangyang City, Wang Shenxian, he must have a way to cure typhoid fever, I will go to Xiangyang to learn...to learn from..."

"——As a doctor, how can you be 'less than the inch, and less than the handshake'? How can you ask for money as a doctor..."

"—Look, smell, ask, cut, the dialectics of typhoid fever and miscellaneous diseases... the severity of the disease, and the severity of the medicine. We, the doctors, should... be diligent... diligently seek ancient teachings, and always have the ambition to help others... learn a lot All parties, those who do not follow the trend!"

Everyone was stunned.

Some doctors know... Maybe this is the last "return to the light" of Dr. Zhang!
He is reflecting on his life of "selfless dedication" and "great virtue of the doctor"!
But at this moment, Zhang Zhongjing's throat suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood dripped down, he staggered, and the last bit of strength seemed to be evacuated from him.

His eyes went dark, as if he had lost consciousness.

Diao Chan was in a trance for a moment, and Zhang Zhongjing's body fell down violently.

Countless people rushed up, and many people mourned in unison.

——"Miraculous Doctor Zhang...Miraculous Doctor Zhang!"

Diao Chan almost collapsed, so she hurriedly hugged Zhang Zhongjing.

The adoptive father at this moment... has a flimsy body, and is even lighter than a woman.

Uncle Wang probed Zhang Zhongjing's breath, "Master is still alive, master is still alive...quick...help him back!"

A gleam of coldness flashed across Diao Chan's tearful eyes, she gritted her silver teeth, "I can't move... I can't move... Let my father-in-law slow down. Even if it is death, my father-in-law will definitely, will insist on falling on this 'tang' , this... this must be the foster father's last wish!"

The words blurted out.

Whether it's Zhang Zhongjing's big disciple Wang Shuhe, or the surrounding Xinglin doctors, or the villagers of Zhangjiazhuang, or the patients who come to seek medical treatment...

They fell silent in unison, the only sound in the air was tears and sobs.

For a moment, there was a tacit understanding among all the people that they wanted to bid farewell to this "famous", "highly respected" and "always caring for the world" genius doctor quietly.

at this time.

"--master…"

Almost at the same time, two voices recited at the same time.

It is Zhang Zhongjing's second disciple Du Du and third disciple Wei Xun, they are back.

Seeing the master look like this...

The two stepped forward quickly.

"Master, master..."

Wang Shuhe looked very surprised, "Junior brother...you..."

Du Du and Wei Xun didn't care about that, Du Du hurriedly said: "Third Junior Brother, those medicinal materials that I bought just now, quickly... hurry up and decoct them, and treat them according to the middle angina. Now...immediately, immediately, 'Xiaojian' The middle soup' will be given to the master! And... there is also the cassia twig and peony soup... also need to be prepared!"

Wei Xun didn't hesitate.

He nodded heavily: "I...I know!"

While speaking, he already took the newly purchased medicinal materials and went to decoct them.

Uncle Wang and Diao Chan stared at Du Du dumbfounded...

Du Du bit his lip tightly, his eyes never left Zhang Zhongjing's cheek.

He is observing, observing extremely delicately. .

——"It matches, the symptoms in the book when I fainted are exactly the same, good... great, great!The fourth son of Guan is sincere and does not deceive me, there is salvation... there is salvation! 』

I thought so.

Du Du quickly replied to Uncle Wang and Diao Chan, "Senior Brother and Senior Sister, don't ask so many questions, I...I have a way to save Master!"

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(End of this chapter)