Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Sun Simiao's specialty is medical skills, and his medical skills are well-known, not only praised by the people of the Tang Dynasty, but also spread to the millennium later.

Of course, being good at medicine is the definition of the world, in fact, the so-called medical skills of this era are actually closely related to witchcraft, hexagrams, astrological phenomena and other mysterious metaphysics, and several can not be separated, a person who understands medical skills must understand some metaphysics, nothing to count a hexagram, watch the stars, pinch the good luck, and jump the god is not nothing, the treatment is like this, no matter whether the condition is simple or complex, in short, you can get on a brain, so in the folk countryside, many barefoot doctors are on the side of the altar to sacrifice to the sky and kill demons, While dancing the great god chanting mantra, while pinching his fingers to ask the good luck, and finally taking the time to prescribe a prescription to cure the disease, anyway, there are many tricks, there is always one suitable for you.

In good conscience, Sun Simiao is different from those barefoot doctors, he still has real skills in curing diseases, which can be seen from his "Thousand Golden Prescriptions" that has been handed down to later generations, so for witchcraft metaphysics other than medical skills, etc., there are relatively few that are really used to treat diseases, of course, Li Su can understand alchemy as his private hobby, and it belongs to entry-level players, and he is still a lot away from entering the house. It shows that his alchemy skills have not grown until he dies.

Three fingers on the pulse of the little son, Sun Simiao closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "Qi deficiency and kidney weakness, spleen damage and lung injury, meridians are not smooth, this child suffers." As soon as she landed, the imperial doctor in the palace saw that something was wrong, His Majesty was in a hurry, and hurriedly asked the poor Dao to enter the palace for investigation, but the child's illness was born, and the so-called longevity was determined. Poor Dao can't go against the sky, so he can only try his best to refine some medicine that strengthens the foundation of Peiyuan to slow down her illness, and in the past few years, Poor Dao has often thought about it, and has come up with many new methods, and tried them on her one by one, but after all, it still has little effect......

Li Su was a little gloomy, to be honest, he was not sure that he would cure the little son. And in this backward era, even Sun Simiao, who has the best medical skills, is so pessimistic about the condition of the little son, which is really not good news.

With a heavy heart, Li Su squeezed out a smiling face and sent the little son to play in the distance, and then Li Su got closer to Sun Simiao, and said in a low voice: "Old fairy, the condition of the little son-in-law ...... Is there really no cure? ”

Sun Simiao glared at him and said, "What did you say?" If there is a pharmacist. Poor Dao has already cured her, so can she delay until now? ”

Li Su sighed. looked at the innocent little son jumping in the distance, and said: "She is only a few years old, she should be happy to live to seventy or eighty, but now she ......"

Sun Simiao shook his head: "The fate is determined in a few days, and I can't help it, depending on the condition of the little son." It can probably be delayed for a few more years, and the poor road has counted her lifespan, if she can live for two or six years, she will already be blessed by the heavens, and how long will she live after twenty-six. It can only be relied on by her creation. ”

Li Su hesitated for a moment, took out a prescription from his arms, which was exactly a few flavors of medicine that he had secretly fried for the little boy in the past few days, held it in front of Sun Simiao with both hands, and said respectfully: "Please ask the old fairy to help the kid see if this prescription is symptomatic to the little son's condition." ”

Sun Simiao took it, first glanced at it, then twisted his eyebrows and stared, and finally looked a little hesitant and confused, and the fingers of his other hand moved frequently, not knowing what he was calculating.

"You have a few medicines...... Hey, I don't seem to have heard of the poor road, who opened it? ”

Li Su said with a smile: "The old immortal doesn't care who prescribes it first, the kid just wants to ask you, is this prescription symptomatic?" ”

Sun Simiao muttered to himself: "Ginkgo biloba leaves, loquat leaves, Shoutian, Tong ginseng...... What a weird recipe, in addition to the ginseng, the other flavors are available, that 'Shoutian' is a weed born in the field, this thing has been carefully studied many years ago, its nature is flat, the taste is bitter, can be used to dissolve phlegm and reduce the reverse to eliminate the ruffian, and the cause of asthma is phlegm blockage and exhaustion...... Hiss! Why didn't Poor Dao associate this thing with asthma back then? ”

Sun Simiao's eyes widened suddenly, and he muttered, "This thing, you can really try it...... And this ginkgo biloba, loquat leaves can enter the lung meridian, benefit the spleen, set asthma and cough, just correspond to the disease of asthma, child ginseng can strengthen the vitality, strengthen the kidney body, if it is really fried and take it, both inside and outside, the specimen are all taken care of, woohoo! Why didn't Poor Dao think of it back then? Maybe ......"

Putting away the prescription, Sun Simiao honestly and unceremoniously put it into his arms, and then looked up at Li Sudao: "Even if this prescription can't cure asthma at all, it can drag on for many years without getting sick, where did you get this prescription?" ”

Li Su was secretly happy, his mood suddenly became sunny and cheerful, and his mouth began to be unserious, and the mysterious figure appeared on the stage.

"It's a long story, this is a very distant story, when the boy was a child, the village came to an old Taoist priest who traveled to the party, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, fairy wind bones, in addition to alchemy, but also to cure diseases, he saw that the boy was smart and clever, and the appearance was so handsome that he didn't like to speak, and he threw this prescription to the boy with joy, and said that if there is a girl who sees the boy's handsome appearance and is excited to breathe, she can use this prescription to treat it, saving others is to cross yourself, Amitabha Buddha ......"

Sun Simiao was furious, got up and kicked him without saying a word, and said angrily: "The Taoist priest of Youfang recites Amitabha, boy, you can't treat the poor Tao as a fool?" Little bastard, you're getting older, and you dare to make up nonsense in front of the poor road, huh? ”

Taking out the prescription in his arms, Sun Simiao's expression became solemn again, and he said in a deep voice: "Treating diseases and saving people is not a child's play, a doctor can save the dying with a thought, and a thought can create a killing, so the doctor must hold the heart of his parents, treat the patient like a child, treat it wholeheartedly, and prescribe medicine as well, so you have to try this prescription carefully, and then make a calculation after differentiating the principle of medicinal properties." ”

Li Suhan smiled and nodded, in awe in his heart, worthy of being the old immortal of the medicine king who has been famous for thousands of years, and his words are full of benevolence, except for the hobby of alchemy, which is to be discussed, he is basically a flawless saint.

At the same time, Li Su was still a little hesitant in his heart, if he told Sun Simiao that he had actually drunk this prescription for his little son many times, I don't know if Sun Simiao would fight to be an immortal, and he would first make a killing knife to chase and kill himself five streets......

Sun Simiao's mind was completely immersed in this prescription at this moment, and he waved his hand impatiently at Li Su, and said, "You go back, Poor Dao has been in retreat for a few days, and then let's talk about it for a few days, get out, get out, I'll not send it far!" ”

Saying that, Sun Simiao grabbed Li Su's collar and pushed it out of the firewood, then closed the door and entered the grass house with a chatter.

Li Su stood outside the firewood and was speechless for a long time.

What is this feeling of loss that is like toilet paper that has been thrown away after being used?

PS.5.15 "Starting Point" is raining red envelopes! Starting at 12 noon, grab a round every hour, and a large wave of 515 red envelopes depends on luck. You all go and grab it, and the starting coins you grabbed continue to subscribe to my chapters! (To be continued.) )