Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 3
Wang Youcai and Yang Shi were shocked when they heard what he said. They were concerned about their son's illness, so they were naturally surprised when they heard his son say that a genius doctor is a quack doctor.

Wang Youcai hurriedly said: "Ping An, how do you know that this prescription is not easy to use? Doctor Cheng is the best doctor in Xuzhou!"

Yang didn't care about anything else. In her eyes, the one who can cure her son's disease is a genius doctor, and the one who can't cure her son is a quack doctor. This is the only criterion, and everything else is nonsense!She said angrily: "I've seen that Cheng is a liar. My son said he was a quack doctor, and he is a quack doctor. Don't worry, son, we won't look for him next time. Mother will find you a witch to dance, and then Let Danruo marry you, be overjoyed, your illness will be cured!"

Wang Pingan remembered that he did have a child bride named Ding Danruo, who was specially used for his wedding.Yang cared about her son, and was afraid of nothing else but that he was sick and could not be cured, so all kinds of methods were thought of.In order to prevent other people from marrying their daughter to a sick child, they simply found an orphan girl and raised her as a child bride-in-law, just to use it at critical moments.

Wang Pingan thought: "It seems that my mother in this life is actually a loyal supporter of the beautiful girl cultivation system, and even prepared a child bride-in-law for me!"

He shook his head and said, "There's no need to be so troublesome. I'll prescribe another prescription and take the medicine according to the prescription. In a few days, my disease will be completely cured. I will dictate it, and father will record it!"

Wang Youcai felt strange, couldn't help stroking his beard, and accidentally pulled off a few, which made him grin in pain, and asked, "Ping An, you know how to prescribe medicine? This prescription is not prescribed randomly, and you took the wrong medicine. It will...it will be inappropriate!" He originally wanted to say that he would die, but the word "dead" was inauspicious, so he changed it to inappropriate.

Wang Pingan thought his father was right. The former Wang Pingan was at most a nerd. He had read a lot of books and classics, but he didn't know much about medicine. If he said he could prescribe medicine, anyone would be suspicious.

He said: "I saw it in a medical book. There are too many books in the study, and I can't remember which one it is for a while, but I remember the prescription clearly." Seeing that Wang Youcai was still hesitant, He turned to Yang and said, "Mother, can you trust your son's memory? My son has a good memory!"

Yang immediately nodded and said, "Mother can trust my son, my memory is the best!" As for why her son didn't even remember the title of the book, but remembered the prescription, she never thought about it.

Wang Youcai was easy-going and not serious. Hearing what Yang said, he spread paper on the table and picked up a pen to write down the prescription.

Wang Pingan said: "Four coins for poppy shells..."

Wang Youcai let out a cry, and the pen was hanging in the air for a long time. He didn't hear what Wang Pingan said later, and he didn't hear clearly until Wang Pingan finished the prescription, and he said with a blushing old face: "Ping An, what is the poppy shell?" , how do you write the first two characters?"

Wang Pingan was stunned, and thought: "Could it be that there was no medicine like poppy in Tang Dynasty? No, as opium, it is an evil in later generations. People at this time don't know it, but as a medicinal material, it was discovered a long time ago. If you have used it, you shouldn’t know it!”

He hurriedly said: "The poppy shell is the shell of the drug." Seeing that Wang Youcai was still at a loss, he said again: "It's the imperial rice!" This is another name for poppy.

Wang Youcai still didn't know, but Yang said: "The imperial rice is the rice that the emperor eats. It's not hard to find. Mother, I will send someone to Chang'an and ask someone to bring you a few stones back with money. I will let you go." Eat as much as you want."

Wang Pingan said with a smile: "Mother misunderstood, imperial rice is a kind of medicine, that is, poppy, that is, rice sac, also called sac!" He also said two aliases of poppy.

Wang Youcai still didn't understand, sighed, and said: "My son, it seems that your prescription is indeed a good one. I have never heard of the medicinal materials used, but I don't know if the medicine hall in the city has this kind of medicine."

Wang Pingan braced himself and said, "Some people call this medicine Xianggu!" If he had never heard of this name again, then he really had no choice but to change the prescription.

As soon as the word "Xianggu" was uttered, Wang Youcai said, and his face showed joy. Wang Ping'an felt relieved. It seems that people in the Tang Dynasty called poppy "Xianggu".But Wang Youcai said: "My father can write these two characters!" After a long time, his face became happy, not because he had heard of this medicine, but because he could write these two characters.

Wang Pingan thought to himself: "It seems that the second elder really doesn't understand medicine at all. Well, yes, if he really understands, it won't make me sick all the time." He said the following medicine again, other The medicines are common, nothing more than yam, Qinpi, dried ginger, Burnet, Pulsatilla, pomegranate and other medicines.

Finally, Wang Pingan said: "Father, when you send someone to grab the medicine, you must tell the clerk in the medicine hall that this prescription is imitated from peach blossom soup, and it is a product that is fortified with astringency, so when decocting the medicine, you must use the method of decocting peach blossom soup. Make no mistake."

Wang Youcai nodded and said, "Go to the city to get the medicine for my father, and then invite one of the pharmacist to come home and let him cook the medicine according to the prescription. He will cook the medicine as we tell him!" The ink was dried and put into his arms, he had to go to the city to grab the medicine himself.

Wang Ping'an said: "Father, let's send someone there, why do you need to go into the city yourself?"

Wang Youcai turned his head and said, "Others can't trust you as a father, so let's go there yourself. You are safe and healthy." After finishing speaking, he left the study, called his servants to set up a car, and went into the city.

Seeing her husband gone, Yang gently stroked Wang Ping'an's hair, told him to lie down again, and tucked up the quilt for him, saying: "My son must be tired after talking so much, let's rest for a while. What do you want to eat, mother asked the kitchen to make it for you?"

Wang Ping'an was moved by the fact that his parents in this world cared so much about him, but his body in this world was ill for a long time, and he felt tired after only talking for a short while.He said: "Mother has been taking care of her son. She has been sleepless for the past few days. Naturally, she is even more tired. Mother should also go back to her room to rest. Don't make mother tired because of her son's illness."

Mrs. Yang has been taking care of Wang Ping'an these days. She is really in a state of undress and never leaves. Seeing that her son's condition has improved, she even comforts herself. The joy in her heart as a mother is really indescribable. I feel that no matter how hard these days are, it is worth it of.She patted Wang Ping'an's quilt again, gave some instructions, and then went back to her room to rest.

Wang Ping'an was indeed tired. He closed his eyes and wanted to sleep for a while, but he seemed to be in a daze.While he seemed to be asleep, he heard the sound of small footsteps in the room, and someone came to his bed lightly.

Wang Pingan hummed softly, thinking: "Mother is worried about me, and she is back?" He slowly opened his eyes and turned his head sideways, only to see that standing in front of the bed was not his mother Yang, but a ten-year-old. Four or five-year-old girl.

The girl is of medium build, with black hair like a waterfall, fair face, and a very delicate appearance. She is wearing a maid's clothes, but there are more small accessories than the maid's clothes.The girl was looking at herself with beautiful almond eyes.

The memory of the previous life was recalled, and Wang Ping'an said softly, "It's Dan Ruo."

(End of this chapter)