Chapter Eighty-Eight: The General Teacher

There is no kowtow to worship the ancestor, nor does it kowtow to the master, and there is not even the six rites of worshipping the master. Wu Zheng spent a hundred taels of silver, as if the one hundred taels of silver still belonged to someone else, but no matter what, Huang Xing, the old man, began to think that the teacher was commensurate in front of Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng felt that this master was worth worshipping, because he didn't spend a penny of his own money, not to mention, the master actually gave him a meeting gift.

Although it is just a scroll and a broken book, the two ends of the shaft of the scroll are antiquities of the old age, and the broken book is written by the old man's hard work, logically speaking, this is the mantle of the old man, and if you want to pass it on, it will also be passed on to a big disciple like Chai Hu! How can I get it, how can I actually pass it on to myself.

But it doesn't matter, if you have a chance to ask Chai Hu that kid to copy a copy, you can go back.

Wu Zheng, who was thinking about these messy things, was slapped by Huang Lao on the back of his chest, because another disaster victim came to see the doctor.

The uncle who came here consciously put his dirty hands on the broken wooden table in front of Wu Zheng, isn't it all about taking the pulse when seeing a doctor? From this point of view, the uncle looked like a veteran in the sick field, and without waiting for the doctor to speak, he put his hand on the table first, and pulled up his sleeve with his other hand.

It's a pity that Wu Zheng's medical treatment is different from others! He really only sees patients with his eyes, and if he wants to diagnose the pulse, I'm sorry he really doesn't know how to use such sophisticated technology.

So he glanced at the uncle in front of him from head to toe and said, "Uncle, you are sometimes cold and sometimes hot, and your throat hurts like fire?" ”

The uncle shook his head and then nodded again, seeing that Wu Zheng was puzzled, he said in his extremely hoarse voice: "It's not cold or hot, it's just that my throat hurts badly, and my chest is like fire." ”

Wu Zheng saw at first glance through perspective that the uncle in front of him had an upper respiratory tract and lung lobe infection, and it was very serious, the reason why he asked him if he was cold and hot was according to Wu Zheng's experience, if there is such a heavy inflammation in the body, it is generally a high fever!

But now it seems that human life in this era is hard, he actually only felt a sore throat and did not feel a fever, but for the sake of insurance, Wu Zheng turned back to Huang Lao beside him and said, "Old ...... Teacher, this uncle's throat is suppurated, the kind that is very powerful, can you cure all kinds of diseases with filthy soup? ”

Huang Lao stretched out his hand and gave the uncle a number and said, "Go over and drink the filthy soup!" ”

"Come again, go to the filthy soup again, your old filthy soup is really so godly?"

Looking at Wu Zheng's appearance, he was already doubting whether Huang Lao was a wild man who sold strong pills.

Huang Lao sighed and said, "The defilement soup for the teacher can't cure his illness, but it can alleviate his pain, so that he will feel better in the next time, and he won't be so painful to leave." ”

Wu Zheng thought that it was the hard life of this era, and after listening to Huang Lao's words, he realized that it was a reflection of the light, but Wu Zheng still asked a little unwillingly: "Is there really no way at all?" ”

Huang Lao stroked his beard and said, "You can try to acupuncture his four acupoints, such as baryson, posterior vertebrae, Shouying, and Yuying." ”

When Wu Zheng heard this, he didn't think about it, he took out the needle bag from Huang Lao's medicine box, and when he was about to apply the needle, he realized that he didn't seem to know it! Where are the four acupuncture points that Master said, and I don't know where to stab them?

"Master, are you sure you didn't talk nonsense just now?"

Huang Lao arched his hand towards the uncle and said: "It's not a secret, the illness of the virtuous nephew has invaded the heart and lungs, if you can be a month earlier, the old man may be able to treat you, but now the old man is also powerless." As for the acupuncture method that the old man just told the bad guy, it's just a blessing in case, I don't know if you are willing to let the bad guy administer the needle? ”

If this was said to the future generations of doctors to say this to the patient, Wu Zheng thought that this old man would definitely be beaten to death, but the problem is that this is not the future generation!

When the uncle heard Huang Lao say this, the gray color in his eyes only appeared for a moment, so he smiled dumbly and said: "Doctor Huang has said so, the little one must be hopeless." But it doesn't matter if the little one is alone, this damn world is small enough to live, and I'm thinking about going to the next generation as soon as possible to strive for a good family! If this small sick body can still be used to teach disciples to the divine doctor, it will be my honor, I only hope that Xiaolang can learn the medical skills of the divine doctor, and let us poor people die less in the future. ”

"Tight nephew Gaoyi!"

"Don't dare, don't dare, the little one can't afford these two words of high righteousness in front of Doctor Huang. Xiao Lang made it to be. ”

Who are these people! It's a life! Is it easy to go from croaking to adulthood? Say don't want it?

However, people who can dedicate their bodies to the cause of medicine have always been respected, and aren't the human specimens in medical schools still called general teachers in later generations? What's more, the uncle in front of him, he was still alive and volunteered to dedicate himself to medicine, if this was placed in his own time, he would have been dragged and shot long ago if he dared to test on a living person.

But this is the evil Great Zhou, after all, it is not the era in which he lives, Huang Xing just said in a few words, this uncle is willing to be a guinea pig for his apprentice.

Facing an uncle who has the courage to dedicate himself to the great cause of medicine, Wu Zhengjue called him a teacher, and it is a matter of course, after all, people are teaching themselves acupuncture with their lives, which is much better than the old man Huang next to him.

So Wu Zheng stood up and straightened his clothes, and said, "Uncle is a patient of the boy today, but he is also the boy's teacher, please accept the boy's worship." ”

After speaking, he respectfully bowed to the uncle, without the slightest pretentiousness, he was really sincere in saluting people.

But I heard the uncle exclaim: "How does this make Xiao Lang a beloved disciple who follows Huang Shen Doctor, how can Li Si be able to afford such a big gift from Xiao Lang." ”

But Huang Lao on the side seemed to be very satisfied with Wu Zheng's performance, so he pressed Li Si who got up and smiled: "The inferior disciple is right, you are his patient, but you are also the gentleman who taught him to administer needles, and this was originally my responsibility as a master, but now you do it for you, so you deserve this gift." ”

Huang Lao actually didn't let Wu Zheng stab the silver needle on this Li Si as soon as he came up, after all, he also knew that this was a human life, and it was okay to be killed by a needle, so he was afraid that wouldn't it hurt people if he pricked someone half of his body?

So then Huang Lao asked Wu Zheng to open the scroll, it turned out that the scroll was a map of human body acupuncture points, he first asked Wu Zheng to find the location of the four acupuncture points on the map, and then asked Wu Zheng to point them out one by one on Li Si's body.

pointed wrong, Huang Xing asked him to take a good look, as long as the position was correct, Huang Lao drew red dots with a red pen, and then carefully explained to Wu Zheng some of the essentials of acupuncture, how deep the acupuncture is and what angle to pierce these are particular......