Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 12

Huide chased after him all the way, pulled Wang Ping'an's sleeve, and insisted on treating him to dinner.

Wang Pingan smiled and said, "Didn't you just eat it, why invite you again?"

Huide said with a smile on his face: "I've eaten breakfast, but I haven't had lunch yet. The little genius doctor will stay for a while, and at noon, the poor monk will let the kitchen be carefully cleaned up and the good dishes will be served on the table, and then let the poor monk make the most of the landlord's food." It's a good time!"

Wang Pingan looked back at his mother, Yang was very proud, his son really gave her a face, before his son won Cheng Jisheng's argument, it was at home, when his family said it, others thought it was bragging, but today It's different, my son healed the monk from Chang'an in front of the abbot of the Pagoda Temple, this time she will tell her relatives and friends about it, no one will not believe it!
Yang nodded and said: "Since the host is so enthusiastic, let's bother him again!"

Wang Pingan smiled and said: "Since the host is so enthusiastic, why don't you just send someone to our house and invite my father, anyway, three are also invited, four are also invited!"

Huide saw that he was joking, and said with a smile: "That's right, the poor monk sent someone to the almsgiver's house, and invited Master Wang to come too, so that everyone can eat and drink together, and it's really lively."

Several people chatted and laughed, left the Tallinn, and returned to the front hall.At this time, many pilgrims have come to the main hall, people come and go, cigarettes are lingering in the hall, and the voices of talking come and go.

Wang Pingan and Yang Shi talked and laughed, and wanted to go out of the temple to see the scenery. When they passed the main hall, they suddenly saw a big man in brocade clothes standing in the hall, facing the Buddha statue and talking loudly. But it's not like worshiping Buddha, let alone praying to Buddha, but cursing!
The other pilgrims in the hall glared at him. Some pilgrims could understand the language of Fanbang, and even wanted to roll up their sleeves and beat him up!
Huide sighed and said: "This Hu merchant is here again. He has been making trouble every day these few days, and he really can't stop."

Yang Shi wondered: "Why is this? How could this barbarian be so rude that he dared to yell in front of the Buddha? You are the host, why don't you take care of it!"

Huide blushed, and said: "This Hu merchant has suffered from a strange disease for more than ten years. He has seen countless doctors, but none of them can cure him. Last year he came to Bi Temple to make a wish and donated [-] guan sesame oil. money……"

Wang Pingan said in surprise: "Ten thousand guan!" He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He thought that one thousand guan was a big deal, but he didn't expect that someone would donate [-] guan in advance in order to make a wish.It seems that although my family is a big rich man, compared with Hu merchants and wealthy businessmen, their financial resources are still far behind.

Huide said: "Yes, I promised that if he could recover from his illness, he would donate another [-] guan, but a year later, the illness has not improved at all, so he asked me to refund his sesame oil money, but the money is poor. The monks are all used to repair the temple, and it won't be there in a while!"

Yang said angrily: "It's unreasonable, there is no reason to ask for the money from the Buddha. Look at his appearance, the expression of a madman, serving the Buddha with a dishonest heart, how can the Buddha bless him!"

Huide hurriedly said: "Who says it's not." His eyes turned to Wang Ping'an.

Wang Ping'an frowned, and said to himself, "Why do you want me to solve this trouble for your temple? It's the first time we meet, you beg me too many times!"

The Yang family looked down on people who disrespected the Buddha the most, unexpectedly did not let Wang Pingan go to see a doctor, pulled his son, and walked outside the temple, seeing the sight is pure, if you have this skill, you might as well go to see the scenery!

Suddenly, the big barbarian who was roaring in the hall yelled and fell straight down with a loud bang, scaring the pilgrims away from him, and no one helped him.

Huide patted his bald head, and shouted: "It's broken, it's broken, the little trouble has turned into a big trouble!" He quickly stepped into the hall, helped the big barbarian, rubbed his chest and patted his back, secretly groaning in his heart, Fan Zi It's Fanzi, even if you want to die, you can't find a good place. If you insist on coming to my temple, isn't this causing trouble for me!
Seeing that the Hu man was not awake, he became even more anxious, and shouted: "Little benefactor Wang, little genius doctor, come quickly and have a look!"

Wang Pingan had no choice but to walk into the hall, and bent down to look at the big Hu man. He saw that the big man was in his thirties, with brown curly hair and a brown beard, and he looked a bit European.He patted the big Hu man's cheek, and said, "It's okay, he was so angry that he was overwhelmed, just pour a bowl of cold water on his head."

Huide was just in a hurry, not knowing how to treat him. Hearing Wang Ping'an's reminder, he hurriedly ordered the little monk to fetch a ladle of cold water, and sprayed it on the face of the big Hu man!

The big Hu man woke up slowly, opened his eyes, saw Huide's bald head, jumped up from the ground, hiccupped suddenly, and shouted: "You are so bald, you are hiding from me... Uh, Hurry up...uh, hurry up...uh, give me back quickly...uh uh..." While speaking, hiccups kept coming, but before he finished speaking, hiccups blushed, and he couldn't continue.

Huide took two steps back, avoiding the spittle of the big barbarian, and said: "Ayedin benefactor, why do you come to the monastery to make a fuss, even if the Buddha didn't bless you, you can't ask for the sesame oil money from the Buddha. How can there be such a reason in the world!"

The pilgrims around accused this Hu man named Ayiding, saying that he was not sincere, so the Buddha did not bless him, and he still had the face to ask for money for sesame oil. One spot!
Aydin was angry in his heart, and wanted to argue loudly, but his hiccups kept beating, the more anxious he was, the more severe the beatings were, to the point that he couldn't speak!

Yang looked upset from behind, and said: "Son, this man is so rude, isn't it just hiccups, what's the big deal, you cure him quickly, and then let him go!"

Wang Ping'an sighed, this old lady will really find a job for herself, it's not good if she doesn't do it!He stepped forward and said, "Be safe, don't be impatient, and speak up if you have something to say!" While speaking, he pulled Ayedin's wrist, trying to feel his pulse.

At this moment, Aydin's expression was the most excited, when he suddenly saw someone stretching out his hand, he thought it was about to hit him, so he waved his hand anxiously, and shouted: "What are you doing... er..." A hiccup came up , his eyes suddenly turned white, and he fell straight on the ground again, with another loud bang!
Huide shouted: "Cold water, cold water, another ladle!"

Wang Pingan waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, he is agitated when he wakes up, so it's not easy to diagnose and treat him. I'll just take his pulse." He grabbed Ayedin's hand, clasped his wrist with three fingers, and felt his pulse.

At this time, there were three to forty pilgrims inside and outside the hall. Seeing Wang Ping'an's pulse on the spot, they all came to join in the fun and asked whose family this boy was.

Seeing everyone's focus on her son, Mrs. Yang felt proud of being a mother, and kept saying to the pilgrims, "This is my son, Wang Ping'an, and I'm his mother!"

Seeing Wang Ping'an's attack, Huide was grateful in his heart, and naturally tried his best to make Wang Ping'an famous. He was eloquent, so he recounted how Wang Ping'an's victory was Jisheng's story, and he also talked about the healing of his younger brother Huizheng just now. It was wonderful, and all the pilgrims kept oh, oh, to express their admiration!

Wang Ping'an suddenly said: "Master, does this Ayedin come to make trouble every day?"

Huide hurriedly said: "These days he has been making trouble every day, not before. He is a businessman, he sells goods, from Hudi to Xuzhou, and he can only go there once a year, so last year he made a wish, but this year he came to make trouble endlessly. "

Wang Pingan hummed, stood up, and slowly circled around Ayedin with his hands behind his back.

The pilgrims saw that he looked good, and some of them laughed and said: "Little genius doctor, what kind of disease does this barbarian have? Why did he faint from hiccups? Look, his stomach is not distended, he doesn't look like he is full. look."

Wang Pingan shook his head with a smile, and said, "It's not sick if you hiccup after eating too much." Looking down at Ayedin, he thought about it. This big man doesn't look like he's weak, and he's quite If he is rich, then he should have seen many famous doctors and eaten many soups and medicines. To cure hiccups is actually to cure stomach problems. Other doctors should have prescribed many prescriptions. Remedies.

Folk prescriptions, that is, unilateral prescriptions, refer to prescriptions that have few medicinal flavors but have unique curative effects on certain diseases and syndromes.Don't underestimate the folk remedies, sometimes the famous prescriptions can't cure intractable diseases, but they can be cured, and the curative effect is amazing!

After turning around twice, Wang Pingan remembered a weird folk remedy, waved to Ding Danruo, and said a few words.The little girl had a strange expression on her face. She wanted to laugh but was also puzzled. She agreed, hurried out of the hall, and trotted towards Tallinn.

Yang said, "Son, what did you tell Dan to do?"

Wang Pingan laughed and said, "Go find medicine for this Ayedin!"

(End of this chapter)