There is a Qingji Hall that has been open for more than 20 years on Jianyang Mansion East Street, which is a dilapidated doctor, always a small door, a row of broken medicine cabinets, and an old doctor who is more than half a hundred years old, and it has been the case for more than 20 years.

The old doctor's surname is Hua, he is a person from Anzhou, at first he was in Tongjin, and later his family moved to Jianyang Mansion, more than half a hundred years old, his medical skills are extremely superb, and in this Jianyang Mansion is also a bit of a blessing in the world, and the people around him respect a sentence of Chinese medicine, and the filial piety of a son under his knees is tight, such as saying that the only thing that is not expected is that there is a well-known fierce wife in the family.

The old doctor loves to drink when he is young, but he can be no better than others, and a shake of his fingertips is a human life, and the Chinese doctor will cut his love to quit drinking, and now his biggest hobby on weekdays is to listen to two songs, but unfortunately, the old woman at home is not allowed to do 1,100.

As soon as she heard that the Chinese doctor was going to the theater, the old woman had to carry the family law given by her mother-in-law, regardless of the number of people, and the decency and stability that the elderly should have, and forcibly twisted the ears of the more than half a hundred old people and pulled them home.

In the first few times, the old doctor wanted to save face, even if he went home and knelt on the washing and chiseled plank, he had to scold the woman outside in a decent manner, and the old woman was also a stubborn person, and three or two times the old doctor's face was folded cleanly.

And then the old woman doesn't like to talk more about the old doctor outside, and directly takes out the family law left by the deceased mother-in-law, saying that it is the family law rather than a stick coated with vermilion lacquer, according to ordinary people, the mother-in-law will be more to her son, but this Hua family is different, the mother-in-law who has not passed away when the old woman just entered the door taught her daughter-in-law bitterly, this woman's life is not easy, but she can no longer be bullied by the wolf-hearted man.

In this way, this mallet painted with vermilion lacquer frightened the two generations of the Hua family, the only son of the Chinese doctor is not married, if he is marrying a stronger woman, this law can be passed on for a few generations, this Chinese doctor is filial piety, and he did not dare to talk back to his wife when he saw the family law left by his mother, and he lost face by beating and scolding.

This theater can't go to this theater, so the old doctor set up a rocking chair in this Qingji Hall, taking advantage of the warm weather to sit and half lie down, humming and singing the song of the sacred Guan has been fasted in his mouth, which can be regarded as leisurely.

Ordinary times the old doctor loves to hold the purple sand hand pot, brewing a pinch of Biluo Spring before the Ming Dynasty in the pot, when it is cold, it is warm on the pot, warm this pair of long-standing wind and frost but saved countless lives of the withered palms, thirsty to drink a sip of warm tea, warm heart and stomach.

But the Chinese doctor is different today, the purple sand handpot in his hand was replaced by a money bag with a clanging sound, listening to the sound of collision in the money bag, there is almost a three or five taels, for the old doctor, these three or five taels can be regarded as a lot of money.

This Chinese doctor has outstanding medical skills, especially this line of acupuncture and massage qi and blood, it is even more unique, relying on this skill to turn this face three or five times is not a problem, but this old doctor has a tight temper, does not accept apprentices and does not hire people, this small Qingji Hall is all busy with this doctor, not this doctor picking the door, according to the words of the old man Hua, there is no fate.

What is fate? The fate between father and son is greater than heaven.

The dearest relatives are only parents, wives and children, but the medical skills of this Chinese doctor have not even been passed on to the only son, for this matter, I am afraid that the lady can be regarded as the best this old doctor is full of words, what to say that the mediocre son is not the material for studying medicine, or he barely learns to be a quack doctor, Lao Tzu played this medical brand so loudly, and someone will definitely come to this Qingji Hall in the future.

Ordinary minor illnesses can still make a living, if it is a serious illness into this quack doctor's hand, it is better to find a cool place to lie down and wait for the death of the ball, for the sake of this life in the world and the model of medicine created by the ancestor of the Lu doctor, it is impossible to let that mediocre man be wasted.

The old doctor doesn't learn the Tao, but occasionally he flips through the classics and poems, and this thing is like what Grandpa Lu said, and he doesn't swear to pass it on, oh, yes, he doesn't swear to pass it on if he doesn't meet the same person!

Therefore, there is only one old doctor in this Qingjitang all day long, and the old doctor lives extremely freely, and secretly runs to listen to the play on weekdays, and the small door is not closed or locked, and he is not afraid of the thief stealing the medicinal materials of the medical hall, and he is not afraid of the bad heart of what to do with the herbs in the medicine cabinet.

At this time, the Chinese doctor was lying on the rocking chair in his own doctor humming Guan Qu, his wrinkled eyes were slightly raised, looking at the plaque on the door and the pair of 'I hope there is no suffering in the world, I would rather put medicine on the dust' door couplet, and smiled angrily.

The plaques and horizontal couplets of ordinary shops are eager to be put on the street, and everyone in the city knows about it, but this Qingji Hall is different, the plaque couplets are all aimed at the inside of the hall, and there is nothing outside, this matter is strangely tight, and I don't know how many people are clumsy and ask the old doctor the reason for this year.

At first, the old doctor was willing to explain it to others, and then he snorted coldly and counted it, which is not much of a truth, similar to what was written on the door, this doctor saves the life and helps the benevolent parents, and does not look forward to the world being sick and sick, this is not a business, this is a life-saving.

Therefore, the old doctor never treats this Qingji Hall as a business, and if he does not buy or sell, he does not set up a plaque, and the plaque is set up in the hall, which is also because he wants the patient to know where the medicine in his hand comes from when he leaves, which is the reason why the old doctor is stubborn.

"Hua Yigong, diagnose the pulse. ”

A young man's voice suddenly sounded, and the drowsy Chinese doctor heard the voice of a young man, and the aging body lying on the rocking chair struggled to sit up, and the leisurely self-satisfaction on Shi Cai's face disappeared completely, and the old eyebrows frowned slightly, and opened his eyes as if he was facing a great enemy, looking at the figure of the man standing outside the door.

Doctor Hua blinked several times, saw the appearance of the person clearly, breathed a long sigh of relief, and slowly lay back in his place, without saying a word.

The person who came was dressed as a young scholar, his face was pale and he coughed a few times from time to time, thinking that the old doctor had not heard clearly, and asked, "Chinese doctor, please check the pulse of the little student." ”

"Go, go, get a fart. ”

The old doctor scolded impatiently.

"What is there to diagnose in a wind and cold, turn around and walk eastward, three hundred and twenty steps, there is a Tairentang, grab three taels of chai hu and one or two coptis, and decoction in warm water. ”

The old doctor didn't open his eyes, and after a few words, he continued to shake his body.

The scholar was stunned for a moment, "Chai Hu Huanglian, don't you have this?"

The Chinese doctor scolded unceremoniously: "This sour scholar grinds his teeth tightly, the old man's medicine is life-saving, you are a typhoid fever and frost disease, go and go, don't delay the old man to bask in the sun." ”

Why is this Chinese doctor perverse, just here, this person to diagnose the pulse and seek medical treatment is not a serious illness The old doctor never stretched out his hand, and told this prescription in the place where the medicine was grabbed, he didn't like to suffer from this burden, this Chinese doctor is famous in this Jianyang Mansion for not treating serious diseases, not being poor and not healing, if you can't get the money to catch the medicine to diagnose the disease, the credit will be on credit.

The old doctor watched the scholar leave, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered, "Damn, scare the old man." ”

Two or three days ago, the Chinese doctor fell asleep in the rocking chair as usual, and there was a rough sound outside the door, and the sound got closer and closer, and the old doctor still didn't open his eyes, and scolded if he had a fart.

But who knew that the breath was getting closer and closer, and as soon as the old doctor opened his eyes, he saw a man in black covered in blood walking quickly, the fiery red dagger on his waist had been unsheathed, and before the old doctor could react, the cold dagger was on his neck, and the young man did not speak, picked up the medicine bag on the side and pulled up the old man and left.

The old man was stunned in his heart, what kind of medicine did this guy take wrong, he really regarded Lao Tzu as a big girl with yellow flowers, and he grabbed his relatives and grabbed the doctor?

The man in black dragged the old doctor to the old shop of the Hu family not far away, and the boss of the old shop of the Hu family looked at the young man and the old doctor with a shocked face, and the man in black asked the shopkeeper the best hospital in the city, but he never expected that the man in black really found the old doctor who was afraid of his mother-in-law, but it seemed more appropriate to replace this search with robbery.

On the second floor of the inn, the old doctor was stuffed into a guest room, and the eyes were a young woman in green clothes, the girl was extremely beautiful, and before the old doctor could see the two pools of dead flesh on the bed, the old doctor came back to his senses.

The two of them seemed to have suffered extremely serious internal injuries, the man in sackcloth injured his five organs, and the man in white had better five organs, but his strength damaged his muscles and bones, causing blood congestion to block his heart and his life hanging by a thread.

The old doctor didn't care about the unreasonableness of the man in black, he gave the two of them a lot of qi and blood, fed a few pills of pills, and was busy with sweat to pull the two back from the ghost gate, on the other hand, the man in black, as if he was afraid that the old doctor in front of him would not treat the two people, leaned on the door and sat on the ground, the blood was scattered all over the ground, and the limbs were weakly scattered on both sides, but he was still holding a fiery red dagger in his hand, his eyes were full of bright red bloodshots, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker.

The old doctor was angry and annoyed, and the injury was also extremely serious, but it was like this, and he still remembered others, but he was really an elm head, and said angrily to the stubborn man: "If there is another stick of incense, Yuanhua Gong will not be able to save you in the world." ”

The girl in green clothes looked choked, stretched out her hand and grabbed the fiery red dagger, the old doctor dared to step forward, the man in black was more seriously injured, with three or five sword wounds on his body, and most of his blood flowed.

He didn't know who these three people were, and he didn't know why these three people were desperate, and he didn't know whether the story of these three people was righteous or arrogant.

Don't say, the woman in Tsing Yi is good, fart, who does the old man think of? The old man is saying that the female baby has good medical roots, and therefore, the old doctor is now extremely panicked when he hears the man's voice, panic is panic, but Hua Lao Weng is thinking in his heart to use the money in his hand to listen to a few ear off songs while the tigress at home is not paying attention, this song has been non-stop for a long time, and the gluttony is tight.

"Old gentleman......"

A weak woman's voice pulled the old doctor out of his thoughts, and he saw a thin woman with a baby in her arms standing in front of Qingji Hall, wanting to speak and stopping.

The young mother's face turned red, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Sir, are there herbs that can promote milk? ”

The old doctor knew that the woman was a poor young widow, and he wondered why God was so cruel to her, her husband died early, and the land in her family was plundered by creditors, and she was the only one in this world who depended on her and the child in her arms.

The rich have sticks and sticks in the deep mountains and old forests, and the sticks cannot be beaten apart, and the unrighteous relatives and friends cannot be separated.

The poor people play ten steel hooks on the cross streets, and they can't hook the flesh and blood of their relatives.

The old doctor was stunned for a moment, "No milk after childbirth is weak, just eat some milk and meat, no need to take medicine." ”

The young mother smiled, "I know, I know that the poor food at home can't taste meat, so I just ask my husband to prescribe some milk-promoting herbs for me, I am not afraid of hurting my body, as long as I can spare my son's life." ”

The old doctor was stunned again when he heard this, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, ignoring the young mother who was holding the baby in her arms, staring blankly at the sky, weighing the weight of the bag of silver coins in her hand, and suddenly thinking deeply.

The young woman thought that the doctor was asking for money, nodded again and again, and took out a few copper coins from her arms: "I have ...... silver."

The old doctor shook his head slightly, and the bag of silver coins in his hand that was ready to listen to the music was gently thrown out, and landed firmly on the copper coins in the woman's palm, and murmured: "Go, feed the child first." ”

When the young woman heard the sound of the silver in the money bag, her eyes instantly turned red, and her forced crying burst out instantly, and she fell to her knees with a thud and kowtowed again and again.

"Go ahead. ”

The old doctor smiled kindly, there was light and shadow rising in his eyes, looking at the back of the young mother leaving, the old doctor's eyes were slightly moist, and he muttered:

"Women are weak, but mothers are strong. ”

(Today's Mother's Day, such a piece was specially added to wish all mothers in the world a happy holiday.) ）