Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 143 Children's Cold
Ouyang Li's complexion was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was red at first, then purple, and then darkened, turning into an iron blue color!He grabbed the man on the futon by the back of his neck and said viciously: "What did you say, say it again, louder, so I can hear you clearly!"

The person on the futon was about 40 years old, just in his prime, and he was tall and very strong, weighing a full [-] jin!But such a big guy was picked up by Ouyang Li like an eagle catching a chick!
Ouyang Li stretched out one arm, lifted the man high above his head, and shouted: "Don't just yell, talk!"

This person seemed a little dazed just now, but he was woken up by Ouyang Li's slap, and he said something about his son, maybe he just wanted his son just now, this must have nothing to do with Ouyang Li, it's just a coincidence that someone met Coincidentally, things caught up in a hurry!
This man was suddenly lifted up, unable to reach the sky or descend to the ground, how could he not be afraid? Naturally, he would exclaim loudly, it was impossible to answer Ouyang Li's question, and besides, he had his back to Ouyang Li, even if he wanted to answer, I can't answer it either!

"Don't be rude, put him down quickly!" Wang Pingan shouted hastily.

Another voice sounded, also in an anxious tone: "The Bodhisattva is driving, how can the almsgiver be like this, if you have something to say, please speak!" The person who shouted was the old monk.

Ouyang Li snorted, he didn't have to pay attention to what the old monk shouted, but he had to listen to Wang Ping'an's words.As soon as I let go, I heard pa, ah, yo, ah, ah, wow, several times in succession.

Clap, it was the man who fell to the ground; ah, it was him crying out in pain; yo, it was the two little girls who were taken aback; alas, it was the old monk's exclamation; alas, it was Wang Pingan shaking his head and sighing; wow, this is interesting Yes, it scared the children of a pair of pilgrims next to them to tears!
Ouyang Li smiled at Wang Pingan: "Master told me to let him go, so I let him go!"

Wang Pingan shook his head, stepped forward to support the man, and said, "Brother, didn't you break it?"

"I, I, what happened to me, who are you?" The man climbed up, his eyes full of horror, not knowing why he suddenly ascended to the sky, and then fell from the sky again!
Ding Danruo said from the side: "You call our big brother Ouyang your son, of course he will wake you up!"

The man was not angry, and said angrily: "It's unreasonable, I don't even know who Brother Ouyang is, let alone call him his son!"

Wang Pingan groaned again, clasped his fists at him, and said: "A misunderstanding, my attendant was rude just now, I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you!"

Ouyang Li glared at this person, and said in a low voice, "He was the one who scolded first..."

Seeing Ouyang Li's ferocious appearance, the man trembled in fright, turned his head and looked outside the hall, and saw several burly men standing not far outside the hall, all of them had fierce expressions on their faces, Looking at himself with squinted eyes, it is obvious that he is in the same group as the "villain" in front of him.The man immediately lowered his head, rubbed his buttocks, and knelt back on the futon again, muttering in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

They are fine here, but the troubles of the pilgrims next to them came. The child they brought cried and sobbed non-stop. For some reason, the pilgrims who looked like husband and wife followed cry!

Wang Pingan glared at Ouyang Li, look at you, it was all caused by you, and scared the whole family of three to tears!Ouyang Li lowered his head and pressed his temple, thinking: "Am I so scary? I always think I'm quite kind!"

Wang Pingan walked up to the family, bent down, and said, "I'm sorry, my attendant was too rude just now, and scared the child!" Seeing that the child was less than one year old, he was snuggling up in his mother's arms , sobbing and crying.

Stretching out his hand to lightly stroke the top of the child's head, Wang Ping'an said softly, "Touch the hair, it won't scare you... Well, this child's cry is wrong, there seems to be phlegm in his throat!"

The male pilgrim hurriedly said: "My lord, you are polite. This matter has nothing to do with you. It is the child who is sick and that's why he cried. We husband and wife are worried about his illness, so we lose our temper. It really has nothing to do with you! "

Wang Pingan said, "Are you sick? Come, let me have a look." He wanted to hold the child's hand, but seeing the female pilgrim still holding the child and refusing to let go, he said again: "Hold him That's fine, I'll just show him!" From the quilt that wrapped the child, he took out one of the child's hands.

The female pilgrim looked at her husband, but the male pilgrim was also at a loss, wondering whether he should trust Wang Pingan or not.The old monk came over from behind and asked, "Little benefactor, do you know how to see a doctor? You still saw a Bodhisattva, so your spiritual wisdom suddenly opened up, and you were enlightened by the Bodhisattva..."

Wang Ping'an turned around, frowned and said, "I don't have such great karma, and the Bodhisattva has never enlightened me, I just know a little bit of medical skills!"

The old monk recited Amitabha, and said: "The little benefactor was enlightened by the Bodhisattva, and he obtained the supernatural powers of medicine in front of the Bodhisattva. Even if it is only a little, it is enough!"

Ouyang Li and the two little girls curled their lips at the same time, why is this old monk so persistent, insisting on pressing Wang Pingan on the fate of Buddha, it is possible that he will not receive apprentices, so when he sees someone, he has to "seduce" him, he must Can someone else become a monk?
Wang Pingan ignored the old monk, took his pulse on the child, touched his forehead, and thought: "This is a cold, but it's just that a child's cold is different from an adult's, and it is much more difficult to treat!"

He touched the child's little face again, and said: "No sweat, dry lips, it sounds like there is phlegm in the throat, and the child has a runny nose, which is very clear." He took out a handkerchief and wiped the child's face Then he said: "This is the manifestation of heat evil and cold, and cold easily turns into heat. If my guess is correct, although the child's body is hot, he is afraid of cold, right?"

The husband and wife ahed together, looked at Wang Ping'an with wide eyes, and said in unison: "Yes, this child is really afraid of the cold!"

The male pilgrim said again: "It's because the child is afraid of the cold, so the young master just took out his hand from the quilt..." He wanted to explain why he had the expression of distrust of Wang Pingan just now.

Wang Pingan waved his hands and said, "It's okay. As a parent, caring for your children is a matter of course, and there is no need to explain." He looked at the child's little hand again, and said, "The palm lines are blue, let me see the tongue... um, Pale tongue! Yes, that’s right, this is the disease!”

The female pilgrim looked at the child in her arms and said in a daze, "There is nothing wrong with it, what kind of disease is this?"

Wang Pingan laughed twice, and said: "What kind of disease is it? It means a minor disease! If an adult has this disease, even if you don't take medicine, you can pass it if you stand up. It's just that your child is too young, and when he cries If you make trouble, you will worry, so you think you have some serious illness."

The female pilgrim shook her head and said: "No, I gave this child some medicine. I went to the doctor to see it, and I drank the medicine!"

Wang Pingan was taken aback, and said: "This disease can be cured with medicine, why is his symptom still persisting, what kind of medicine did the doctor give him?"

The female pilgrim couldn't answer. Looking at her husband, the male pilgrim said, "I grabbed the medicine. It contains moxibustion, and..." It seems that he didn't remember the ingredients of the medicine.

Wang Pingan said directly: "It can't be Maxing Shigan Soup?"

The male pilgrim nodded immediately and said: "That's right, that's the name, I can't remember it clearly, but how does the young master know?"

Wang Ping'an shook his head greatly, thinking: "How could I not know, it's the prescription in "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", it couldn't be simpler!"

He said: "The doctor made a misdiagnosis. He must have prescribed the medicine according to the symptoms of cold evil obstructing the lungs. Isn't this the opposite! Let me ask you, this child didn't have diarrhea at first, but he took Maxingshi After the sweet soup, I started to have diarrhea instead, right?"

The couple quickly nodded together. Wang Pingan didn't fully open the quilt, let alone check the child's butt, but explained the symptoms clearly, saying that the child started to have diarrhea after taking the medicine. The couple immediately had confidence in Wang Pingan. Da Zeng thinks that this young man has some skills!
The old monk at the side suddenly chanted the Buddha's name, facing the Buddha statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and said loudly: "Thank you Bodhisattva!"

Ding Danruo and Ke Lianwu looked at each other, thinking: "It's our young master's illness, why don't you thank him?"

The person on the futon next to him also turned his head and looked at Wang Ping'an with a surprised expression on his face. After the old monk finished chanting Amitabha, he said thank you Bodhisattva.He quickly raised his head to look at the Guanyin Buddha statue, and then went to look at Wang Ping'an again, and said "Oh!"

Wang Ping'an said: "Don't talk about children, they were called dumb in ancient times. The ancients were right! The children are too young to tell the symptoms, so the doctor prescribes the wrong medicine, or they are not careful in seeing the doctor. They aggravate the suffering of the patient out of thin air, alas. ! Maxing Shigan Decoction comes from "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", but Master Zhongjing also prescribed another prescription called Gegen Decoction, this Gegen Decoction is the right medicine for your child's illness!"

The male pilgrim said: "Pudzu root soup? I know kudzu root, it's not some expensive medicine!"

Wang Pingan snorted: "Who told you that only expensive medicine can cure the disease?" Seeing the pen and paper on the Buddha table, he took it over, brushed a few strokes, wrote down the prescription, and said, "Go Get the medicine from the pharmacy, take two doses of this medicine, and your child's illness will get better, and if you take another dose, it will be fine, and it will be recuperated in the future, no need to take any more medicine!"

He took out a prescription from the case, the old monk showed joy on his face, clapped his hands and said, "He said that there is no connection with Buddha, do you know what that paper is for?"

Ouyang Li glared at the old monk and said loudly, "It's for writing!"

Wang Pingan handed the prescription to the male pilgrim, and said: "This medicine is not expensive, but you need to be careful when frying it. First boil the ephedra and kudzu root, collect the water to [-]%, skim off the foam, and then put in other medicines. When the water reaches [-]%, pour out the dregs of the medicine, and then take it warm... Forget it, if it’s convenient for you, why don’t you just stay in the temple and I’ll teach you how to give your child medicine!”

The male pilgrim followed the prescription, nodded vigorously and said: "Okay, I'll go to the town to get the medicine right now, go and come back quickly!" He told his wife and walked out of the hall quickly.

Seeing that the male pilgrim had left, the old monk leaned forward and said to Wang Pingan with a smile, "Little benefactor, do you know..."

The man on the futon suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Young master, since you know how to prescribe medicine, why don't you give me a dose, the kind of medicine that will give birth to a son!"

(End of this chapter)