(In the original history of the late Ming Dynasty.) In the last years of Chongzhen, a Fujian man who had been tormented by the plague for more than a year came to the capital to serve as the assistant of the supplementary county, and treated the patients with the blood pricking method, and there were as many as 10,000 patients queuing up to see a doctor every day. It's a pity that Beijing at that time was already a ghost town with "death pillows, ten rooms and nine emptiness, and even all households". And when history changes, personnel are completely unexpected, and time and space are changing, there are still people who have passed down a benevolent heart...... ）

Chu, 17th year of Yanguang, October 10.

The Taihang Mountains are adjacent to the valleys.

Song Wenhua walked in the mountains and forests with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The villagers of Yunyang Mansion were slaughtered by the rebels in Tongguan, only Song Wenhua survived hiding under the corpse, he wanted to go to Xuanda to join the army and become a military doctor, so that there may be a day when the revenge will be avenged.

However, Shanxi's official roads have been blocked by military officers, and as long as the homeless people dare to approach, they will be attacked by a rain of arrows. Song Wenhua had no choice but to walk through the mountains and forests, going around and around, not knowing where he was.

These days, he only eats wild fruits and tree roots, and the hunger is extremely uncomfortable, and he licks his chapped lips as he walks, knowing that he will really die if he doesn't eat again.

After staggering for a long time, he suddenly saw several corpses lying in the forest in the distance, perhaps with dry food in their bags.

Song Wenhua didn't dare to take it. Shanxi is full of plague, and he has seen people touch the corpse more than once and soon catch the disease and die.

But I was so hungry that my stomach burned.

Finally, Song Wenhua walked over. Looking at it, I saw that it was a family of three who died, like people fleeing. He Song Wenhua held his breath and carefully hooked up the bag under the corpse with a branch.

Only a small packet of dry food, a few copper coins...... Song Wenhua's eyes froze, and he quickly threw away the two pieces of rat jerky.

After eating the little packet of dry food mixed with the snow, and walking for a while, he felt dizzy, more and more dizzy, and wanted to vomit.

He touched the side of his neck, and there was a pimple under his fingers.

"I'm going to die." Song Wenhua sighed and leaned on the trunk of the tree, recalling the scene where his father and mother died under the anti-saber, and his eyes were hazy.

Then, darkness followed......

I don't know how long later, when Song Wenhua opened his eyes again, he saw an old man sitting beside him, putting needles on his acupuncture points, rubbing and pressing repeatedly after withdrawing the needles, squeezing a few drops of blood and then continuing to apply needles.

There was medicine fried on the bonfire next to him, and the smell of the medicine calmed Song Wenhua down, and he remembered his own courtyard again.

Song Wenhua muttered: "Acupuncture blood stabbing method? ”

"You know how to heal?" The old man asked.

"Boy, thank you for saving your life!" Song Wenhua hurriedly thanked him first, and then replied, "The kid only understands a little, because my father also practices medicine." ”

The old man's hands kept moving, and he asked: "The Soul of the Soul says: 'With the principle of a needle, you must know where the form and qi are, left and right, up and down, yin and yang, how much blood and qi are there', do you know what it means? ”

Song Wenhua didn't expect that he would encounter such an examination school as soon as he woke up, and he hurriedly said: "The next needle should be determined according to the condition of the twelve meridians of qi and blood, such as taking Shangyang to treat coma; Take Quze to apply acupuncture to treat fever, vomiting ......"

The old doctor nodded and said, "The plague is a warm disease, and the heat poison enters the camp and causes spasms and convulsions. The old man's blood-piercing method first expelled heat and detoxified, and then opened the veins and led evil spirits to go out, so as to achieve the effect of promoting qi, dissolving stasis and dispersing knots, dispelling filth and reducing turbidity, and removing evil from righteousness...... Do you understand how this works? ”

Song Wenhua pondered for a moment and said, "The kid understands. ”

"Good." The old healer said, "You have taken a good look. ”

He didn't say much, and continued to apply needles to Song Wenhua, and asked him again after every injection to see if he had seen clearly.

After administering the needle, the old doctor took the medicine to Song Wenhua again, and then said: "Although you are young, the foundation of your body is doing well, otherwise the old man will not be able to save you." ”

Song Wenhua solemnly thanked him again.

When the old healer turned around to put the bowl down, there was a bloody patch behind him. Song Wenhua hurriedly asked, "The old gentleman is injured?" ”

"I got a few arrows, you can apply medicine for me."

……

Beside the bonfire, an old man and a young man treated each other's injuries here, and Song Wenhua asked about the old doctor's arrow wounds.

The old doctor just talked about the whole thing, and said: "The old man's acupuncture and blood stinging method has some effect on the treatment of the plague, and the application of needles supplemented by decoction can cure five or six out of ten...... In July, when he went to Nanyang, it coincided with the rebellion, and the old man was coerced by the chaotic army, all the way through Runing, Chengtian, and Xiangyang, and finally saw the leader of the rebel army in Xi'an City, the man was a little deep, and the rebel army called it 'Meng Junshi', and he arranged for the old man to treat the epidemic in Xi'an. Half a month later, the old man taught this acupuncture blood scorching method to several doctors in the anti-army, and then said goodbye to Meng Junshi...... Unexpectedly, instead of letting the old man go, he also sent someone to take the old man into custody. ”

Song Wenhua was puzzled: "Why is this? ”

"He doesn't want the old man to go north to the capital." The old doctor said: "But that's a political matter, we are doctors, and we don't get involved in these things." ”

"My dad said the same."

The old healer nodded, somewhat relieved. He added: "Five days ago, someone in the rebels secretly let me go. That person's status in the rebel army should not be low, and he sent five cavalrymen to escort him all the way. It's a pity that before they got out of Tongguan, they died one after another to cover the old man. ”

"The old gentleman wants to go to the capital?"

"Yes, how much can the old man save people by himself? Only by letting the court pass on this law can more people survive. ”

After the old doctor finished talking about the matter, he asked Song Wenhua about his origin.

"The boy's family lives in Zhuxi County, Yunyang Prefecture, and was ransacked by the rebels last month, and my father and mother ...... ...... are all dead" Song Wenhua cried and said: "If it weren't for the many people who helped me and protected me along the way, I would have gone with my father and mother." ”

The old healer asked, "Where do you want to go?" ”

"The kid wants to go to Xuanda to join the army and kill the rebels to take revenge."

The old doctor sighed deeply and said, "In the troubled times, it is not easy for you to walk as a child, so let's go north with the old man first." ”

"Then I listened to the old gentleman." Song Wenhua slammed to the ground.

In this way, the old and the young walked on the same road, and for fear of being shot by the officers and soldiers, they still walked through the mountains and forests.

Along the way, the old doctor patiently passed on the art of curing the epidemic, which benefited Song Wenhua a lot.

Two days later, when I walked to the territory of Lu'an, I suddenly saw more than a dozen people on the mountain road, all of whom were seriously infected and dying. The old doctor didn't say much, and led Song Wenhua to try his best to save the seven people until the evening, and then applied a decoction to bury the body of the deceased, and the old and the young collapsed on the ground tiredly, glanced at each other, and smiled reluctantly.

The old doctor asked: "Ling Zun Ruoquan knows, do you want you to succeed him and cure the sick and save people, or join the army and take revenge and kill?" ”

Song Wenhua was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Old man......

The old doctor didn't wait for him to finish, waved his hand and smiled: "It's the old man who said too much." It's just a pity that you have such talent. ”

"What talent does the boy have? My father has always scolded me for being stupid, and I can't even distinguish between medicinal herbs. ”

"Your family has also practiced medicine for generations, so how can you be stupid." The old doctor said: "Presumably, it must be the dignity of Ling, and I have high hopes for you." ”

Song Wenhua was only twelve years old, and when he heard these words, his originally firm heart for revenge began to waver......

The next day, the two continued north.

And the seven people they rescued yesterday have been falling far behind.

"Sir, why are they following us?"

"I guess I am grateful and want to give us a ride."

When he came to noon, he came to a fork in the road, and the old healer was weak in his legs, so he found a big stone and sat down, and looked at the forest in front of him in a daze.

"What is the old gentleman thinking?" Song Wenhua couldn't help asking.

The old doctor smacked his lips and said, "I haven't eaten meat for many days, and I don't know if there is any prey in the forest?" ”

"Then the boy go and see if he can catch a hare pheasant."

The old doctor didn't refuse, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "It's really gluttonous, and I want you to work hard for this child." ”

As he spoke, he took a piece of bun and handed it to Song Wenhua, saying, "When you are full, you have the strength to hug the rabbit, and you will go to the capital, the road is still ......."

"Okay." Song Wenhua answered, spread his legs and went into the forest.

He often went up to the mountains to play in Zhuxi County, but the prey in the forest here had already been caught and driven away, so he was not reconciled, so he went all the way into the deep forest.

It's a pity that after searching for most of the afternoon, he only touched a few eggs.

When he returned to the fork in the road in despair, the old healer was gone.

Song Wenhua looked around blankly, only to feel empty in his heart.

Because he was bent on revenge, the old gentleman couldn't look down on himself, so he left himself and left?

He sniffed, walked with his head down for a while, and suddenly remembered that the three-edged needle used by the old gentleman for acupuncture was still on his body, so he hurriedly quickened his pace and chased forward. After chasing for a while and still no one was found, he turned around and looked for another way.

At sunset, the little boy limped along the mountain road, and suddenly, his figure stopped.

There was a man leaning on the ground in front of him, and there was a pool of blood beneath him...... It was the old healer.

Song Wenhua's tears suddenly flowed uncontrollably, and he rushed up to hug the old doctor's body and began to cry.

The moonlight slowly rose, and the sorrow of only one child in the mountains and forests kept echoing.

He cried until he was exhausted, and when he saw that the dry food on the old doctor's body was robbed, he understood that it was the seven people who robbed it, and knew that the old doctor was trying to protect himself, so he supported himself to hunt game.

In the dark, Song Wenhua seemed to dream that the old doctor touched his head and said, "Don't cry, child." ”

"We shouldn't have saved them!" Song Wenhua cried.

"It's just a cure, how can you tell who should be saved and who shouldn't." The old doctor smiled and said, "There are good people and bad people in this world, you have met many bad people along the way, but if there are no good people, how can you get here?" If the old man wants to argue, what if he misses a talented child like you? ”

Song Wenhua cried: "The kid is just stupid and dull. ”

"But you've learned the old man's lancet." The old doctor sighed, "If you can live today, there may be more people living because of you in the future." Passing on the torch from generation to generation, it will not be in vain for the old man's life. ”

In the dark, Song Wenhua tried to stretch out his hand, but he couldn't hold the old doctor......

~~

The sun rises at one o'clock.

The emaciated teenager who had dug the pit all night was covered in dirt.

Song Wenhua dragged the old doctor's body with great effort, but saw his old fingers scribbling two scribbled handwriting under him.

Song Wenhua looked at it, but it was the word 'benevolence'.

He thought he had dried his tears last night, but now he couldn't help but cry again.

"Old sir, boy understands! The boy will remember your words and deeds...... Whining...... I won't take revenge, I'll go to the capital......"