The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Fuhe county.

In a prominent place, Weng chongduan, who was dressed in the earth colored eight trigrams robe, sat on the futon with his eyes slightly down. In front of him was a small table with a flag hanging beside it, on which was written the four words of immortal guiding the way.

People point out that most of these warlocks are not popular.

Weng Chong raised his eyelids and looked at the Ning'an hall diagonally opposite. There was an endless stream of people asking for medicine. He could not help showing his anxious face.

"Mother, mother." A middle-aged man came out of Ning'an hall with an old woman in his arms and tears.

The old woman reluctantly raised her head: "my son doesn't cry."

Weng Chong's eyes brightened. He looked at the man holding his mother and coughed.

"Stay, my son."

Looking back, the man saw a fortune teller. He turned around and came over. He hugged the skinny old mother and asked, "show my mother, can this disease be cured?"

Weng Chong cleared his throat: "at the foot of Qishan mountain, there is a medicine house four miles east of Wenjia village. If a filial son wants to cure his illness, he might as well go there immediately. The sick star should have such a disaster according to his life. Jiexing is at the foot of Qishan mountain. The person who saves his life is Yin, and so is the woman."

The man paid.

Weng Chong immediately waved his hand: "keep the money and ask for a carriage. Don't worry about it."

When mother and son left, Weng Chong watched them ask the carriage to leave and nodded with satisfaction.

"I see that you are surrounded by green air. The patients at home need to go to the foot of Qishan mountain and get rid of the disease."

"If you go to the foot of Qishan mountain to seek medical advice, you will always try bailing."

“……。”

Weng Chong was very busy, but he suffered from Wen Ruolan and Du Ruo.

"Sister, drink water." Du Ruo came over with a teacup. As soon as he put it down, someone ran in.

"My child is drowning. Help him."

Where can Wen Ruolan still drink water? He hurried out.

I was so busy that at three o'clock, the last patient took the medicine and left.

Wen Ruolan is already suffering from backache. She didn't expect so many patients to come on the first day. She was busy, but her heart was steady.

Du Ruo changed the hot tea and sent it to Wen Ruolan with a look of adoration: "elder sister, you are really immortal. Can all those people be well?"

"Ordinary disease, should not hinder." Wen Ruolan said, looking up at the sky outside.

Du Ruo was smart and immediately took the small box beside him and held it in his arms: "sister, I'll take you back."

Du Ruo put the small box in the carriage, jumped on the car and drove to Wenjia village.

Wen Ruolan lifted the curtain: "Du Ruo, how did you bring back the silver box?"

"The master said that my sister has to live to cure and save people, and all the income should belong to my sister." Du Ruo sighed: "but why does my sister only rely on reward? The clinic fees of Ning'an hall all need thirty copper coins. "

"Poor people never get sick." Wen Ruolan thought of carpenter Wen's arm. If he had fallen down at that time, he would have found the doctor. No matter how serious the poison was, he could have found it as soon as possible. How could he have nearly broken an arm?

Du Ruo looked back: "my sister is kind-hearted, and master is right."

"Duro, is your master very kind to you?" Wen Ruolan found that Du ruo's mouth and mouth were all masters. She couldn't help but wonder about the great monk.

Du Ruo immediately raised his eyebrows, and what guru Buzhou said was God like existence.

Wen Ruolan knew that the great monk was a national teacher. He grew up in Qishan when he was a child. Later, he traveled all over the world and became a great master of Dayan.

When he arrived at the small lotus pond near Wenjia village, Du Ruo stopped his carriage and said, "elder sister, let's meet here in the future, so as not to cause any gossip."

Wen Ruolan naturally agreed that although Du Ruo was young, he thought things were really comprehensive. He watched him leave with a carriage and went home with a small box.

"Ruolan, how do you feel?" Chai yue'e was very anxious. She was worried about this day. She left home for the first time since Ruolan was born. How could she not care about it.

Wen Ruolan understated the story of yaolu, and went to bed early after dinner.

In the morning, Wen Ruolan came to the lotus pond, and Du Ruo had been waiting. As soon as they got to the gate of yaolu, a man came and fell down on his knees with a plop.

Wen Ruolan quickly put on the gauze, lifted the curtain and got off.

Du Ruo went to help the man up.

"You can't repay the great kindness of Yao girl. Zhang Kun is willing to be a cow and a horse." The man said, wiping a tear with his sleeve: "my mother is well, my mother wakes up today, can say can smile."

Wen Ruolan remembered that this was the first person who came to the clinic yesterday. He nodded slightly: "brother Zhang, don't mention it. It's the duty of Yao'er. It's better to go back to take care of my mother earlier."

Zhang Kun shook his head like a rattle: "I want to help here, girl Yao. I can chop firewood, carry water and sweep the courtyard. I can do anything. My mother said that girl Yao doesn't accept medical fees, so I must help."

"Who will take care of brother Zhang's mother?" Wen Ruolan also knows that Du Ruo is already very busy cooking medicine by himself. He really needs people to chop wood and carry water.

Zhang Kun simple and honest smile: "my daughter-in-law at home care, medicine girl left me."

Wen Ruolan looked at Du Ruo: "or stay and help you?"

"Sister, I can do it alone." Du Ruo refused immediately, as if he was afraid of being robbed of his job.

Not to give them the chance to refuse, Zhang Kun had already left with an axe, and before he left, he said, "I'll go to chop firewood, I'll go to chop firewood."

Wen Ruolan is helpless, Du Ruo also has no way, two people entered the medicine room.

"Uncle, you are suffering from wind and cold caused by evil. You should soak your feet in hot water and take some medicine." Wen Ruolan said, got up and handed the herbal medicine to Du Ruo.

Duro immediately wrapped it up and sent it to the old man.

Trembling, the old man took out the cloth bag and several copper coins from it.

Wen Ruolan put out his hand to stop him: "uncle, if poor people don't accept medical fees, they will send medicine. Put it away."

"Girl, what a living Bodhisattva." The old man was excited, and his lips trembled for a long time before he asked, "are you really not charging? How about medicine? "

Wen Ruolan nodded with a smile.

The old man took the medicine and asked again.

"Uncle, you can go back to the neighborhood and say that Yao'er is the place where Xiangguo Temple can help the world. There is no money." Wen Ruolan said, sending the old man out.

Back in yaolu, Zhang Kun came back with a large bundle of firewood. He found a place in the yard to chop firewood, tidy up and carry water.

Wen Ruolan took out a dozen copper coins from the small box and went to Zhang Kun.

"Brother Zhang."

"Oh, yes." Zhang Kun quickly put down the bucket and lifted his skirt to wipe his hands.

Wen Ruolan handed over the copper money.

Zhang Kun immediately stepped back and waved his hand again and again: "I can't use it. If you are like this, my mother will beat me."

"You get what you pay, and the medicine house also needs a lot of firewood. In the future, brother Zhang will send you 15 copper coins for a load of firewood every day. You are not allowed to refuse, or you will never be allowed to come to the medicine house again."

Wen Ruolan's tone was firm. Seeing that Zhang Kun had no choice but to accept the copper money, she turned back with a smile.

Du Ruo pouts his lips and gets angry: "elder sister, we still don't pay for it like this?"

"Don't worry, while no one comes to see a doctor, Du Ruo teaches her sister to read." Wen Ruolan takes the medical book and pulls Du Ruo over.

Outside the hospital, master Bu Zhou looked at Weng Chong: "how do you feel?"

Weng Chong couldn't close his mouth with a smile: "good, good! I'll go back and report to the emperor. I'll send the ninth prince to see him at once. "

Then he galloped away.

Master Bu Zhou responded that he had been out for a long time. He was so angry that he jumped: "don't make trouble, old man!"