"Has Uncle Hai cured you?" The stone is straight to the point.

"Hai, Uncle Hai has not cured my illness." Speaking of the most critical place, Zhang Bing's calmness was tripped up.

"How are you sick?"

"It's getting better, it's not healing." Zhang Bing coughed a few times with all his might, indicating that he did not panic.

"Okay, Uncle Zhang, you can rest first!"

The stone turned to the other person and asked, "Uncle Wang, what kind of disease do you have?" ”

"Dysentery."

"What are the symptoms?"

"Abdominal pain, diarrhea, chills in the limbs."

"Did Dr. Hai cure you?"

"No, I didn't."

"How's your illness now?"

"It's already done." Uncle Wang was neat, without hesitation, and without dragging his feet.

The sun rises higher and higher, and the morning dew can no longer seek the shelter of the petals, and slowly rises into the sky.

The moist soil has become dry, and the cracks that were once camouflaged are rediscovered.

There was always a smile in Stone's eyes, as if the truth he was trying to reveal was a joke.

"Just now I asked Uncle Wu, Uncle Zhang and Uncle Wang about their illnesses. They were treated by Uncle Hai, but they were not cured. Uncle Hai can be described as a miracle doctor in the valley, the three of them are just ordinary diseases, why can't Uncle Hai cure them? ”

The people in the valley resonated, and almost all of them were diagnosed and treated by Uncle Guohai, and the effect was good. In their eyes, the situation of Uncle Wu, Uncle Zhang and Uncle Wang is indeed rare.

"Are you three lying?" Someone in the crowd asked. None of the three answered, they had calmed down, and they had survived the most difficult lone battle.

Old Man Wu stared at Uncle Hai, who was looking down and playing with his fingers, and said angrily: "Who gave Uncle Hai the name of this miracle doctor?" Can curing a few people's illnesses be considered a miracle doctor? ”

"Yes, I think he is just an ordinary Langzhong, and he can't be called a miracle doctor." The richest man in the valley took the initiative to attack regardless of the gossip.

Master Wu received great encouragement, and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "If he is a miracle doctor, how can he not cure himself?" Look at the way he looks now, not to mention ordinary Langzhong, he can't even recognize the herbs that the yellow-haired child recognizes. ”

Qing Min glared angrily, stomped his foot, carried the copper rod, and rushed to Master Wu.

"Shut up! You villain! You will surely have retribution! ”

"Stinky girl!" Master Wu couldn't bear to be insulted in front of everyone, so he raised his arms and waved towards Qingmin.

Qingmin didn't dodge or hide, and before the copper rod came in handy, he heard Master Wu "Ouch!" Calling out, his arm twitched a few times in the air, as if he had struck an iron pillar instead of a man.

Qingmin didn't move at all, and the corners of her sneering mouth turned up slightly.

There was a commotion in the crowd, because of the physical altercation that broke out, and because of Qingmin, whom they didn't know.

"Everyone, be quiet!" Stone shouted, "Don't be impulsive, I'm bringing you here today to uncover the truth, please keep listening!" ”

He walked up to a child, squatted down and said, "Little egg, Dad went to work in the field, Mom went to the market to buy vegetables, are you going to bring food to Dad?" "This kid is Wu Gen's son.

"Yes." Xiao Dan sucked his fingers, and he was a little timid when he spoke in front of so many people.

"What does Daddy like to eat?"

"Dad likes goose meat the most, so I have a lot of geese at home, and Dad said that eating goose meat will give me the strength to work."

Stone stood up and looked at Wu Gen. Wu Gen lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at him.

"Uncle Wu, Qingmin and I went to your house to look for you that day, you were not at home, and your son Xiaodan was preparing to bring you food. He's going to give you goose meat, right? ”

"Yes......" Wu Gen took a step back.

"Your backgangrene has only healed in the past few days, so your backgangrene has not healed last month. Goose meat is a hair thing, and goose meat should not be eaten when you are born, hasn't Lang Zhong explained to you? I don't think it's possible for you to know Uncle Wu. ”

"I, I ......" Wu Gen looked at Master Wu in a panic for help.

Master Wu coughed and raised his head high, conveying his determination to never admit defeat.

"There is only one reason why you dare to eat goose meat!" All the people stared at the stone with bated breath, as if the god of creation had descended from heaven.

Shi's eyes were firm, and there was no doubt: "Doctor Hai has cured your dorsal gangrene!" ”

Wu Gen lost consciousness all over his body, and only his heart sighed faintly.

Two crows flew over the stunned crowd with a "Ah! Yikes! After circling a few times, he cautiously retreated to a nearby tree to continue his observation of today's particularly benevolent humans.

"Aunt Zhang, I went to your house with Qingmin that day, and you were steaming Chongyang wine, right?" Stone moves to a new object.

"Yes." Aunt Zhang's lips kept trembling, and she silently prayed in the fear of the unknown not to become the target of public criticism like Wu Gen.

"Your family has drunk this freshly steamed Chongyang bar for the past few days, how does it taste?"

"Today...... Glutinous rice ...... Good...... Steamed wine...... Fragrant. ”

"Well, Uncle Zhang had typhoid fever and coughed up blood, and he hadn't recovered at that time......

Before the stone finished speaking, Master Wu interrupted: "How is typhoid fever?" Can't you drink alcohol? Wine can dissipate dampness and cold, clear the blood veins, and keep out the cold, the doctor asked me to take medicine with wine, which cured the wind and cold, and the body was sore, and the wine itself was a medicine! ”

He did it in one go, shocking the audience with sufficient and credible evidence.

"It seems that Master Wu also knows a little about medicine." The stone is calm.

"Humph!" Old Man Wu squinted at the stone, and not without provocation, he spread his legs apart and put his hands on his waist.

"What Master Wu said is right, the wine master uses medicine to kill hundreds of evil poisonous gases. However, Master Wu only knows one thing, but he doesn't know the other. Uncle Zhang's typhoid fever has symptoms of coughing up blood, which is incomprehensible to typhoid fever, and the evil heat is in the meridians, and he vomits blood with the upsurge of qi. Evidence of blood loss is not one end. There is vomiting blood, coughing up blood, salivating blood, hemoptysis, hemoptysis, and drowning. ”

"Although there are differences in fame and color, they are probably all hot evidence, but there are differences between the old and the new, or those who speak in vain are also misguided. Danxi said: The blood comes out of the upper body, all of which are yang and yin, there is a rise but no fall, and the blood follows the qi, and the more it comes out of the upper body. When the law replenishes yin and suppresses yang, the blood returns to the meridian when the qi falls. (1) Therefore, if Uncle Zhang coughs up blood with typhoid fever, he must not drink alcohol, otherwise his life will be in danger. ”

Everyone listened to the stone's words, and after comparing Master Wu's thin arguments, they let out a sigh.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Master Wu's forehead, and his energetic posture was fleeting.

Aunt Zhang turned her head to look at Zhang Bing, Zhang Bing shook her head at her, and motioned for her to stop talking.

"Next up is Uncle Wang. When Qingmin and I came to your house that day, you were sick in bed, so it can be seen that your illness has not been cured, right? ”

"Yes." Uncle Wang said. He stood behind Wu Gen and Aunt Zhang, hating that their bent back like a shrimp could not completely cover him.

"Niuzi," Shi Shi squatted down and said to the child beside Wang Tie, "remember uncle?" That day, your uncle came to your house, and you were beating persimmons, and you said that you were going to beat persimmons for your uncle to eat. ”

"Remember uncle, our persimmons are delicious, and my father loves persimmons the most."

"You hit so many persimmons that day, did your father eat them?"

"After eating, my father said that the rest of the food could not be eaten to make persimmons."

"The cow is so good." The stone touched his head.

"Persimmon is a cold accumulation thing, which has the effect of clearing heat, moistening the lungs, quenching thirst, and is also a good medicine. It cures heat and thirst, vomiting blood, and aphthous sores. However, it was fatal to Uncle Wang. Uncle Wang's disease is dysentery, and it is the cold dysentery among dysentery. His symptoms include abdominal pain, diarrhea, and chills in the limbs. ”

Before September, Uncle Wang covered three quilts. "Materia Medica" says: "Persimmon, the lung meridian has no fire, and those who cough because of the cold are avoided; Cold dysentery and slippery discharge, gastrointestinal prostration; Those who have cold accumulation and cold, abdominal pain, cold and vomiting are not allowed to take it. (2) It is also said in the "Diet Recipe of Suixingju": "All qi deficiency and coldness in the middle, phlegm and dampness are abundant inside, wind and cold outside, chest and abdomen are stuffy, postpartum, post-illness, diarrhea, malaria, hernia, and pox are all taboo." ’③”

"What nonsense are you talking about here! The people take food as heaven, and food is a gift from heaven. This can't be eaten, that can't be eaten, how can we live? Even if you're sick, you have to eat! You say, don't you? ”

Master Wu regained his fighting spirit again, fearlessly moved from the front of the crowd to the center of the crowd, poking his stone nose and scolding.

"You're quibbling!" Qing Min slapped off Master Wu's aggressive fingers like a snake's head with a backhand. She can't let Master Wu have the upper hand, whether it is in momentum or words.

Shi was surprised, he had never seen Qingmin like this.

"Folks," Qingmin corrected Master Wu's misleading, "of course we have to eat, but we have to eat the right thing." If you still eat something you can't eat, then the illness will get worse and worse, how can you be cured? ”

The voices of approval in the crowd came and went. For Master Wu, all of them have become ugly crows.

"Last month, Uncle Hai also treated two children, Qiu'er and Xiaodou. Qiu'er died, and Xiaodou was cured. So I'll ask these two families again. Second Aunt Geng, your child is Qiu'er. ”

"Yes." Second Aunt Geng hid behind Aunt Geng, hoping to be sheltered.

"He's still alive in this world."

"He ......," Aunt Geng was speechless for a while.

"He's gone." Aunt Geng was obligated to snatch the words.

"How old is Qiu'er this year?"

"Less than a year old." Aunt Geng's eyes were red, "Poor baby! ”

"Aunt Geng, how old is your son this year?"

"It's twelve."

"Second Aunt Geng, your baby is gone, do you want another one?"

"No...... Not to give birth. Second Aunt Geng clutched her chest, as if she had angina.

"You're still young and you can still give birth, why don't you give birth?"

"It hurts so much, I don't give birth." Second Aunt Geng's attitude was very resolute.

"The duty of a wife and concubine is to spread the branches for your husband, not to mention that you don't have a child under your knees, are you more afraid of pain than gossip?"

Concentrate:

(1) Citing "Ancient and Modern Medical Review"

(2) "Materia Medica"

(3) "Diet Recipe for Living with Rest"