A doctor who travels through two eras

Chapter 18: Encountering the Sweeping Monk in the Garden

Lin Sanqi was about to shout, but suddenly covered his mouth, because at this moment three words suddenly appeared in his mind:
"Sweeping monk?"

Because the little old man in front of him was obviously not an ordinary person.

The other old men who do the cleaning are often people from the lowest level of society. They are dressed in rags, have haggard faces, and either look indifferent or try to please others.

But at first glance, the old man in front of me could be seen to be a senior intellectual from his temperament.

Although he looked to be in his seventies or eighties, his back was straight and his eyes were very sharp.

He has a round face and although his skin is loose and aged, it is obvious that he is well maintained. He does not look like an old farmer who has been exposed to the wind and rain. If you say he is the principal, people will believe it.

In addition, the old man was wearing a pair of round-frame glasses. In 1959, only the rich or the noble could afford to wear glasses. Ordinary people simply could not afford to buy glasses.

Lin Sanqi judged from the old man sweeping the floor's temperament and clothing that this old man must be no ordinary person.

It’s not in vain that I have read online novels over the years.

With awe in mind, Lin Sanqi's tone was particularly respectful when he ran over:
"Old man, this prescription is what I just dropped."

The old man had already glanced at the prescription, chuckled and handed it to Lin Sanqi:
"This is the Eight Treasures Soup with two additional precious herbs added, but it costs a lot of money~~~"

Lin Sanqi's mind suddenly brightened up, and he thought to himself, I have indeed met the Shaolin Sweeping Monk. I know that in this era we cannot look down on any old man who sweeps the floor, flushes the toilet, herds cattle, or farms.

Who knows which great god is transcending the tribulation in the human world?
So Lin Sanqi wanted to test the old man with glasses and a long face:

"Yes, I am worried about this. I have a relative who depends on this prescription to keep his life. But I just went to the Chinese medicine store to ask, and a course of treatment with 7 patches of medicine costs more than 150 yuan in total. It is too expensive. I really can't afford it. I am worried about this."

The old man also nodded slightly in agreement:

"This prescription is indeed not something that ordinary people can bear. So, young man, if you trust me, tell me about your relative's condition, and maybe I can help you think about this prescription."

Lin Sanqi was delighted, knowing that the Sweeping Monk was willing to help others and would not stand by and watch someone die.

So he helped the old man sweeping the floor to the flower bed, carefully brushed away the dust on the flower bed with his hands, and then helped the old man sit down.

Lin Sanqi's small action won the old man's great favor, and he smiled and nodded repeatedly.

Lin Sanqi also sat down next to him and began to complain:
"My dearest relative is a 48-year-old woman. When she gave birth to a daughter in her 30s, she suffered a massive postpartum hemorrhage and nearly died. Although she was rescued later, she has been weak ever since.

It just so happens that my ancestors were also engaged in traditional Chinese medicine, so I got this secret recipe and have to take medicine every month to prolong my life. But you also know that this prescription is too expensive and my family can't afford it. "

"What are the symptoms usually?"

"Well, the main symptoms are dizziness, palpitations, chest tightness, shortness of breath, chills and sweating, pale face. In short, I can't do any physical work."

The old man thought for a while, then said slowly:
"Your dearest clearly suffers from postpartum hemorrhage caused by Qi deficiency. According to Chinese medicine,
Because of the deficiency of Qi during childbirth, Chong and Ren meridians are not solid, and the control is not strong, so there is a lot of bleeding in the channel, and the blood is bright red. Because there is no stasis, there is no abdominal pain. Qi deficiency and failure to control, the blood is lost, and the clear orifices are not nourished, so there is dizziness.

Blood loss cannot be delivered to the heart, and the heart loses its nourishment, resulting in palpitations. Qi deficiency and insufficient blood cannot nourish the face, so the face is pale and the pulse is weak, which are signs of qi deficiency and blood loss. "Lin Sanqi was almost dizzy after hearing this, but he still pretended to be in awe and listened carefully.

The old man glanced at Lin Sanqi and saw that he was listening attentively and calmly, which made him like him more.

"So my suggestion is to remove the two herbs of musk and safflower from the prescription and add five herbs of astragalus, radix scutellariae, radix scutellariae, fructus amomi and glutinous rice. This will achieve the effects of invigorating qi and strengthening the spleen, nourishing blood and calming the mind, and the price can be reduced by 5%."

Lin Sanqi nodded repeatedly after hearing this. Even though he didn't understand, he knew how to flatter.

"Thank you so much, old sir. I don't know what to call you so I can report to my family."

The old man chuckled:
"Why, you don't believe me, old man?"

Lin Sanqi waved his hands quickly and said sincerely:

"No way, no way. The old man's treatment must be extraordinary. I will definitely trust people I employ, but if my family asks, I have to tell them who the miracle doctor is, so that they don't think I'm playing with the prescription."

The old man laughed out loud:

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I'm a person who made a mistake and I'm writing this prescription for you. I'm afraid your family won't dare to get involved with an old man like me. Okay, I'll give you this prescription. If you want to listen to it, I'll take it. If you don't want to listen, just let it go. Don't force it."

The old man was neither sad nor happy, and didn't even care. He stood up, holding a broom in one hand and a dustpan in the other, and walked towards the garbage not far away.

Lin Sanqi quickly stood up and trotted a few steps, took the old man's tools and said with a smile:
"Old man, I have nothing to do anyway, so I'll help you clean up today to repay you for modifying the prescription."

The old man was happy. "Okay, okay, young man, you are a good person and you know how to be humble. I will be very respectful to you."

The old man didn't hesitate and handed the tools to the young man he met for the first time, and then hid under the shade of a tree to rest.

Lin Sanqi didn't take it seriously and happily picked up the broom and started sweeping the floor. Fortunately, the old man was only responsible for the small area of ​​the flower bed, so he finished cleaning it in less than half an hour.

The old man then picked up the broom, waved goodbye and left, looking so free and easy.

Lin Sanqi touched the sweat on his forehead and found that his shirt was soaked. The temperature difference in the north at the end of June was still quite large, and the daytime was no different from summer.

Lin Sanqi was just about to sneak back to the modern world to get a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator, but as soon as he turned his legs, he heard his mother calling for help:

"Qizi, Qizi, why are you here in the yard? It's so hot."

"Mom, are you done with your work?"

"Yes, I've already asked around. The dean is in his office right now. Let's go find the dean."

Lin Sanqi glanced at the direction where the old man disappeared and asked:
"Mother, who is the old gentleman who sweeps the garden? I think he is very capable."

Jin Caifeng was stunned for a moment, and thought for a long time:
"It's hard to say. It seems that some time ago, many veteran Chinese medicine practitioners in our hospital were assigned to labor camps because they had made historical mistakes. This is a very sensitive matter. Don't worry about it. Your work is more important."

(End of this chapter)