Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 156

After a simple lunch, Feng Ningrong didn't go to the yamen to deal with official business, but stayed in Shangyao Bureau, waiting for his mother.But as the saying goes, sickness comes like a mountain, and sickness goes like a thread. Although Mrs. Feng can talk, she hasn't recovered too quickly, and she still looks like noon.

In the evening, Wang Pingan decocted another dose of medicine and fed it to Mrs. Feng.Afterwards, he took another eel out of the bucket, pricked the eel's head with a needle, and then smeared it on Mrs. Feng.

Applying eel blood to treat crooked mouth and eyes is very particular. You don’t just apply it wherever it is crooked, but you should apply the principle of left obliquely applying right and right obliquely applying left. After the blood dries, if there is a curative effect, just wipe it off!
Mrs. Feng's physique is relatively good, and because other doctors prescribed medicine for her after the onset of the disease, although it was not cured, it was effective in maintaining the condition and did not make the condition worse, so Wang Ping'an treated her again, and it was twice the result with half the effort , better and faster.

After applying the eel blood, half an hour later, Mrs. Feng's eyes and mouth recovered a bit, and her speech became more agile, her voice was no longer slurred, and became more and more clear.

Wiping off the eel blood from Mrs. Feng's face, Wang Ping'an said with a smile, "It's getting better faster than I expected. I guess it will be almost better by this time tomorrow."

Feng Ningrong said: "Mouth and eyes are recovering quickly, but as for the body, my mother's body doesn't seem to be improving, she still can't move!"

Wang Pingan shook his head and said: "How can it be so fast? The meridian must be opened up. It will take a long time. I don't think it will be opened up tomorrow. But judging from the current symptoms, the recovery is faster than I thought. It must be done quickly, it is estimated that after four or five days, the limbs will be able to move, this is already the fastest speed, no matter how fast... it is really beyond my ability!"

Feng Ningrong nodded and said: "That's pretty good. In terms of ability, I think your ability is far better than other doctors. They can't even cure my mother's mouth and eyes!"

"This..." Wang Pingan shook his head and said, "There are specialists in surgery. This is not a lie. Every doctor is good at different aspects, and what Mrs. Tai suffers from is not a common disease. The symptoms are changeable, and the treatment methods It's not the same, the doctors have seen few cases and have no experience to rely on, and what's more, they are treating Mrs. Tai, so they are timid, which is understandable!"

Feng Ningrong smiled and said: "You are kind enough to speak up for them. I have released all the doctors in the prison today and let them go home. However, they can forgive me, but I will not accept that one's life and death. I can't forgive him, he is a disciple of Sun Zhenren, how can it be said that he is inexperienced, even if he has no experience, but Sun Zhenren must have it, passed it on to him, but he still dare not treat him, this kind of medical ethics is too bad !"

Wang Ping'an really wanted to ask what kind of person that one-designated life and death was, but Feng Ningrong had a very low opinion of this person. If he asked him, the answer would definitely be bad, so he didn't ask. For the others, I just asked: "I don't know which subject you are best at in that particular life and death?"

Feng Ningrong didn't know medical skills, so he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he replied casually: "He is best at diagnosis of pulse by hanging thread. This is the unique skill of Sun Zhenren, and he has learned a lot!"

Wang Pingan took a deep breath. He had only heard about pulse diagnosis by hanging silk, but he had never seen it.

Just imagine, tie a thin thread to the patient's wrist, and then the doctor presses the thin thread from a long distance, through the curtain, and then he can read the patient's pulse and prescribe medicine to treat the disease. What is it?Don't say anything else, just tie this thin thread, how tight do you have to tie it?How straight is it?Not tight or straight, can it reflect the patient's pulse?
As far as this unique skill is concerned, except for Monkey King, it is estimated that it is difficult for ordinary people to practice it, at least Wang Pingan will never be able to practice it!
Feng Ningrong saw the surprised expression on his face, and said: "He specializes in treating the royal relatives and relatives in Beijing, and the female relatives are indispensable among them. How can a lady like him let him touch them with his hands and feet? Naturally, he needs to use this door. It's a unique skill, but I haven't heard that he has cured anyone with this alone!"

Wang Ping'an said, nodded, and thought: "So it's a gimmick, it's specially used to raise the status!"

But Feng Ningrong said again: "However, Sun Zhenren has used this unique skill to cure illnesses. When the eldest Sun Empress was ill, he used the silk thread to diagnose the pulse, and he cured the empress' illness easily!"

Wang Pingan stayed for a while, imagining Sun Simiao's demeanor in his mind, he didn't believe that others could diagnose the pulse with a silk thread, but he believed that Sun Simiao could.Sun Simiao enjoys a great name and medical reputation, and his name lasts through the ages, so he is naturally superior. Using a thread to signal the pulse... To him, it should be considered a trivial skill!
That night, Feng Ningrong and Wang Ping'an stayed at Shangyao Bureau. Feng Ningrong told him not to worry about the people in the motorcade. He is very confident in his medical skills and believes that he will cure Mrs. Feng's illness.

Feng Ningrong told Wang Pingan again that the abbot of the White Horse Temple had found the post station after Nianku, because Wang Pingan happened to be not at the post station, so he was in vain.Feng Ningrong knew that Wang Ping'an didn't want to be a monk. Of course, with Wang Ping'an's current status, it was impossible for him to become a monk. So Feng Ningrong personally took action to dismiss the pain. If he dared to pester him again, he would be rude to him!
Wang Ping'an was very grateful, he felt his scalp tingle when he saw Nianku, but he was afraid of this old monk, he was too wordy, if Nianku knew magic, it would be like a Fahai of the Tang Dynasty!

After a night of nothing, Wang Pingan got up early the next morning and went to see Mrs. Feng Tai. This time, the condition of the old lady has improved again. Most of her mouth and eyes have recovered, and the degree of crookedness has been reduced. It's crooked, but it's no longer drooling, which shows that Mrs. Feng can control her mouth now!
Then use the medicine again, so that it can be recuperated.This day passed quickly. When Wang Pingan didn't take care of Mrs. Feng, he went to the pharmacy to check for medicine, read medical books, and increased his knowledge.Seeing that his mother was in good condition, Feng Ningrong was so excited that he didn't go to the yamen anymore, and simply stayed by his mother's side, taking care of daily life and food.

On the third day, Wang Ping'an checked Mrs. Feng again, and her condition improved greatly. Just as he expected, Mrs. Feng's mouth and eyes had all improved today, and they all returned to normal. Not only that, even the fingers of her left hand, It can also move, which means that the meridian has been opened up, and it is only waiting for further recovery!

Feng Ningrong was overjoyed. Although her mother's illness was not completely cured, judging from the current situation, recovery was inevitable!People are afraid of losing hope. Once there is hope, his mood will improve. He no longer frowns and smiles on his face. Whenever he has free time, he will praise Wang Ping'an and treat him like his own nephew. , He even said that he would write a letter to Zhangsun Wuji, recommending Wang Pingan to his teacher.

After noon, Feng Ningrong and Wang Ping'an were talking with the old lady in the house, when a servant woman came to report that General Wei had come and wanted to see Feng Ningrong!
Feng Ningrong was taken aback, and said: "General Wei, what is he doing here? Why did he find me in Luoyang Palace?"

Wang Pingan said: "Maybe there is something urgent? General Wei is the general of the Wei Mansion?"

Feng Ningrong let out a hey, and said: "His surname is Wei, not the Weifu. And he is not a general, it's just called that by others. Just wait a moment, I'll see him!" He got up and went out The house, greeted by the yard.

General Wei's name is Wei Zhenyuan. He is not a real general, but the military commander of the Henan Provincial Government. This official position is not small. Outside of Gyeonggi, he is a first-class military officer. His subordinates are in charge of eleven Zhechong. The mansion is considered to be the commander of the military region. In terms of rank, he is only half a rank lower than Feng Ningrong, and he can be regarded as the second highest official in Luoyang!

Henan Province in the Tang Dynasty does not refer to the current Henan Province, but refers to Henan Province and Shandong Province, as well as the northern part of Jiangsu Province and the northern part of Anhui Province. The territory is quite large!
If Feng Ningrong's official position is further promoted, he will become the minister of worship, and if Wei Zhenyuan is further promoted, he will be the general of the Weifu!But Feng Ningrong can be promoted, because as long as Changsun Wuji does not fall, he will be able to enter the court one day as a prime minister; but Wei Zhenyuan's official position is the end, and he cannot really be promoted to Chang'an Weifu , Go to be a general!
There are not many reasons, only one, this Wei Zhenyuan has a nickname, called Lady Tears!
Feng Ningrong came out to greet him, and saw a tall and burly military officer standing outside the gate of the courtyard, he hurried forward, cupped his hands and said: "General Wei, how did you find this place, but there is something urgent?"

Wei Zhenyuan was less than sixty years old, with a bearded face, over ten feet tall, with a hulking back, and when he stretched out his fist, it was as big as a casserole.At this time, he was wearing a full set of official uniform and official hat, but he was holding a small folding fan in his hand. This folding fan was black and only half-opened. He was holding it in his hand, covering his left eye!
Wei Zhenyuan saw Feng Ningrong, and then stepped into the courtyard, and said in a rough voice: "Master Feng, you said you don't work in the yamen, what are you doing in the palace? Fortunately, you are only in the outer court, if you enter the harem, someone The family still has to arrest you, wouldn't that hurt peace!"

Feng Ningrong smiled slightly and said: "What am I going to the harem for? Do you want to hear the cries of the bitter women in the deep palace? It's you General Wei, what are you doing in the palace, but you want to slip into the harem and find a wife?"

Wei Zhenyuan shook his head, and said: "A certain family wants to tell you something, every season there is an inspection, isn't it time for the military parade again, a certain family wants to take a leave of absence from you, how about you preside over this military parade, A certain place is not very convenient!"

Feng Ningrong frowned, and said, "Your eyes...are there again?"

Wei Zhenyuan put down the folding fan in his hand, and said: "Isn't it? Look, it's teary again! A certain family can't do anything about it. The disease happens every time it's hot. In the past, a certain family held a military parade, riding a horse with a knife, Holding a whip in one hand and stroking a knife in the other, you don’t have a third hand to hold a fan, and you can’t wear a blindfold. During the military parade, a certain family shouted mighty, but tears flowed down their mouths, how decent it is!”

Feng Ningrong said with a smile: "General Wei's tearful eyes are a scene in our Luoyang, how can it be inappropriate? During the military parade, the common people gathered around to watch, not to see my majestic tiger in the Tang Dynasty, but to see yours. ah!"

(End of this chapter)