Hearing this, not to mention what's more, even the sorrowful Lu Langzhong grinned, and so did this Squire Zhao, as soon as he mentioned the silver, it was like a fatal thing, and he couldn't do it excitedly.

Really, although the forest is not big, there are still all kinds of birds.

The family members serving on the side couldn't help it, so they had to cover their mouths and walk aside. Their second master is actually a very good person, but he can't mention silver. As long as he doesn't spend his money, it is a good and a hundred good, and whoever wants him to spend money is an enemy who does not share the sky.

Therefore, after the old lady of the Zhao family fell ill, the power of the family's daily expenses was handed over to her son, but she secretly hid a large amount of private money. Knowing a son is better than a father, the old lady knows that if she wants her son to spend money on his own medical treatment, one word, difficult, two words, too difficult, four words, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

These old ladies have used their own private money to treat their diseases, Rao is so, every time the old lady takes medicine, Squire Zhao's eyes are red when he looks at it, not because he feels sorry for his father's illness, but because he feels sorry for money, what he eats is not medicine, but his meat.

Every time he boils the slag after boiling the medicine, he always has to boil it several times, drink it himself, no matter what the treatment is, anyway, it costs money, and he can't just throw it away, he has to squeeze out every drop of medicinal power and drink it, and the money is enough to spend it.

Besides, after talking about Lu Langzhong's prescription, he began to talk about the prescription he prescribed, and talked about the combination of each flavor of pharmacological and medicinal properties of the monarch and minister, which viscera can be removed, the false fire of that vein, etc., and he was speechless when he heard Lu Liang, and he simply thought that the pharmacological properties could be so thorough and so deep.

Further down, it's almost like they're teaching each other. Lu Langzhong thought about it, and really learned something.

"If the old lady had been treated like this, taken a few medicines, and recuperated for a few days, the disease would have been completely eradicated. And at the end of the day, I came up with a reasonable answer.

Lu Langzhong was speechless, and after a moment of silence, he said: "The first recipe is right for you, and then let's look at the second recipe." ”

Besides, he said with a smile: "Let's not look at your second pulse case first, I will write down the old lady's symptoms at that time and the pulse that should be there, and then you can see whether it is right." ”

As he spoke, he began to write on a piece of paper first the symptoms of the illness and then the pulse.

Lu Langzhong felt that it was not good, this is all right? He didn't diagnose the pulse at all, but he actually calculated the pulse in the air, and it was 20 years ago, how could this be possible?

Squire Zhao is a stumbling man again, is it a miracle doctor or a fairy that he has encountered, because of the old lady's illness over the years, he has also been in contact with many doctors, and he has never seen such a thing, and he can deduce a person's symptoms and pulse twenty years ago.

Besides, when they wrote out the illness first, the two of them were in a cold sweat when they saw it, but it was not bad at all.

Ah, what the hell, could it be that you've met a ghost?!

This is simply impossible, no matter how divine a doctor is, it is impossible to deduce a person's illness twenty years ago based on a few prescriptions, which is not in line with medical ethics at all.

What kind of way is this, Shinto, or ghost??

Moreover, after writing the pulse case, a small half of the comparison with Lu Langzhong is consistent, which shows that Lu Langzhong also diagnosed some of them at the beginning, but it was far less thorough than that. In addition, he began to explain the pulse case, what symptoms should correspond to what pulse.

In the end, he also saved face for Lu Langzhong, and said with a smile: "Mr. must have had many patients at the beginning, and the time for pulse diagnosis was not enough, and some pulse signs had to be diagnosed for a quarter of an hour to get accurate results." ”

Lu Langzhong first broke out in a cold sweat, but now it was hot sweat dripping down his forehead, and he didn't notice it at all, and he didn't wipe it.

He has never seen a few patients a day, he always casually diagnoses the pulse, and then prescribes prescriptions, regardless of whether he is good or not, whether he is good or not, whether he is good or slow, anyway, he is the only one in the town, and there is no other branch, he has the final say.

It seems that anything, one person has the final say, is always dangerous.

Some family members were not satisfied and took the patient to the county seat or the prefecture for treatment, but the result was even worse. Seeing that the person who came was a foreigner, the doctor in the county town was ruthless.

Lu Langzhong thinks that he is quite kind, after all, he is not too black-hearted, and it is inevitable to be sloppy.

Back then, his master had always practiced medicine in the town, but he just learned the same way, and he didn't know how to do it in other ways. As for saying that he didn't have enough time to diagnose his pulse, it was to leave him with enough affection, in fact, he knew that even if he was allowed to diagnose for a day, he would not be able to diagnose the diseases he wrote down.

"Look at the prescription again. Lu Langzhong gritted his teeth and said, his head could no longer be raised. Now he is a boiled duck, only his mouth is still hard.

Besides, when he finished his second prescription, his mouth softened and he couldn't speak.

Besides, as long as he doesn't admit defeat, he will continue to chatter and plow the court to the end.

Say a few words, and you'll look at him. He's holding on, so go on.

Moreover, he began to write down the symptoms and pulse cases that he calculated, and then he prescribed his own prescriptions, and then compared the pulse cases and prescriptions in Lu Langzhong.

Lu Langzhong was speechless, and Squire Zhao was stupid. Even the family members serving nearby were stunned, and only one person was left there to guide the country, impassionedly discussing medical theory and medicinal properties on paper, hanging the symptoms and pulses, and having the momentum of swallowing Lu Langzhong in one bite.

How would these people know that according to the pulse case, they have been studying medicine with their father since they began to study medicine. Every day, he had to diagnose the pulse, prescribe a prescription, and then compare it with his father, and then Guo Zhong gave him a patient and detailed explanation, and slowly the two began to debate, and in the end, even Guo Zhong was convinced.

Besides, he is a genius, and he can draw inferences from one another. Guo Zhong knew that he was only better than his son in clinical experience, and the others had gradually been surpassed by his son.

Famous achievements in medicine in history, such as Materia Medica, Huangdi Neijing, Uncle Wang and Maijue, have been memorized more than the surnames of the three character classics.

In addition, the ancestral medicine of the family has the purpose of a miracle doctor, and it has been like this for generations, and he is a great talent, so it is not a problem to learn this at all.

Lu Langzhong gambled with the doctor today, that was really called hitting the muzzle. Originally, he would have been shot while lying down, but he had to run to the muzzle of the gun to play, what was it if he wasn't looking for death?

Besides, when it came to the fifth pulse case and prescription, Lu Langzhong's whole person had become a delirium, as if he had auditory hallucinations, but he hadn't drooled yet.

Lu Langzhong didn't open his mouth anymore and closed his mouth. Besides, when it came to the eighth pulse case and the prescription, he couldn't support it anymore, only to feel that his eyes were dark, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out, and his body fell from the chair to the ground like a cloth bag.

"Lu Langzhong, Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu!"

Squire Zhao was frightened, this is the rhythm of life, if he really dies here, not to mention auspicious and unlucky, the county government has to come to investigate the case, and when the time comes, just entertaining those ancestors, I don't know how much silver it will cost. He still wondered in his heart, didn't he say that he had gambled on the doctor's way, how could he still gamble on people's lives?

Besides, I was also shocked, this person is too careless, isn't it just two hundred taels of silver, and I didn't insist on asking for it, just forget it if I don't give it, why do you want to die or live.

He hurriedly checked his pulse, and then he was relieved and said, "It's okay, it's just a moment of urgency, and I will wake up after a while." ”

Several family members hurriedly came over and carried Lu Langzhong to the bed in the room, and instructed them to bring towels and put cold water on his forehead.

This gamble can be regarded as a win, and there is no need for Lu Langzhong to admit it himself, he is speechless, which is already the best proof.

However, there is no excitement just now. Knowing this, he really didn't gamble, in case he really took his life, not to mention that there was trouble on the side of the government, and he couldn't get over it on his conscience. Lu Langzhong is nothing more than a quack, and he is not harmless.

Such quacks are everywhere, and it is not easy to find doctors who are not quacks.

Mediocre medical skills are not a capital crime, although hateful and angry, it is also a helpless thing. Why?

Because the best medical skills are in the hands of only a few factions, and no matter how others learn it, they are quacks. Medical skills are not calligraphy and literature, literature and art can be self-taught without a teacher, and high attainments can be obtained, and medical skills must be learned from a master. The imperial doctors of Ouchi Tai Hospital are basically passed from father to son and son to grandson, and like the imperial throne, it has become hereditary.

"Mr. Lu is okay, right?" Squire Zhao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

People who don't understand medical science and medicine can't feel what those words mean to Lu Langzhong. For Lu Langzhong, almost every word was like thunder, and every sentence was like lightning, completely piercing his fragile little heart and subverting his understanding and knowledge of medicine.

If I have to describe it, compared to what's more, he is a complete layman, he doesn't know medicine at all, and he has no beginner.

So he didn't admit defeat later, but he didn't even have the strength to admit defeat, there was thunder in his ears and lightning in his brain, which directly made him move three yuan at the same time: fainting and vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

"I said it's okay, he's definitely okay. "Besides, I have also entered the play, and at this time I even have a feeling that I am a god.

Thinking that he was grabbed out of the sealed house a few days ago, like a chicken chick that has just come out of the eggshell, he has no ability to resist, and life and death are in the hands of others, and he has been holding a breath in his heart, and today he finally let this breath out.

I said you're okay, you're just fine, I won't let you die, Hades has to retreat, this is the spirit of a miracle doctor. Hey!

Although Lu Langzhong was fine, he didn't dare to leave immediately, in case something really happened, it would be a big trouble. waited until Lu Langzhong woke up, and his family brought ginger tea for him to drink, and then sent someone to send him home. Besides, he said goodbye to Squire Zhao.

"That, Brother Ren, Mr. Lu did lose, and the two hundred taels of silver junior brother will give it. Squire Zhao gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

Besides, he waved his hand: "I don't want that silver, it can be regarded as a compensation for Mr. Lu's medical expenses." Then he walked out heroically

Lu Langzhong had already vomited blood, and Squire Zhao naturally couldn't mention the matter of silver to him. But there were so many witnesses at the scene, and the two hundred taels of silver couldn't be mentioned in black and white, so let's pull it in.

Of course, Squire Zhao can also play tricks, he often does this, but when he saw that his words almost cost Lu Langzhong half of his life, he was afraid in his heart, if he attacked himself, he might lose his life. It was the fear of this that he said what he confessed.

Besides, I'm afraid, Nima, isn't it just a gamble, you can't admit defeat, you don't want to give silver, you just say, who can force you to take out money with a knife?

Although it was fine, he was still worried, for fear that he would not be able to think about it when he went back. For Squire Zhao, he also knew in his heart that if he really wanted him to pay the two hundred taels of silver, not only would he vomit blood, but he would faint for an hour, and it would definitely kill him.

Forget it, besides, I am now a doctor who treats diseases and saves people, a rising star of miracle doctors, not a Hades who wants people's lives!

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