Chapter 144: A Toddler Catches a Cold

Ouyang Li's face was changing at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye, first red, then purple, and then darker, turning into iron-blue! He grabbed the man on the futon by the back of the neck, and said viciously: "What do you say, say it again, louder, let me hear it clearly!" ”

The person on the futon is about forty years old, just in the prime of life, and he is tall, very strong, and has a weight of one hundred ** ten catties! But such a big man was lifted up by Ouyang Li like an eagle catching a chicken!

Ouyang Li stretched out one arm, lifted the man high, straight above his head, and shouted: "Don't just scream, speak!" ”

This person seemed to be a little stunned just now, and was woken up by Ouyang Li's pat, and said his son by the way, maybe he was thinking about his son just now, this must have nothing to do with Ouyang Li, it's just that the coincidence met the coincidence, and the matter caught up in a hurry!

This person was lifted up suddenly, he couldn't go up to the sky, he couldn't go down to the ground, could he not be afraid, naturally he had to exclaim loudly, it was impossible to answer Ouyang Li's question, and besides, he had his back to Ouyang Li, even if he wanted to answer, he couldn't answer!

"Don't be rude, put him down quickly!" Wang Ping'an hurriedly shouted.

Another voice sounded, and it was also in a hurried tone: "Before the Bodhisattva drives, how can the benefactor be like this, if you have something to say!" "The one who shouted was the old monk.

Ouyang Li snorted, he didn't have to pay attention to what the old monk shouted, but he had to listen to Wang Ping'an's words. As soon as I let go of my hand, I heard a snap, ah, yo, oh, oh, wow, a few sounds rang out in succession.

Pop, it was the man who fell to the ground; Ah, it was he who cried out in pain; Yo, it was the two little girls who were taken aback; Oh, it's the exclamation of the old monk; Alas, it was Wang Ping'an who shook his head and sighed; Wow, this is interesting, it scared the children brought by a pair of pilgrims next to them to cry!

Ouyang Li smiled at Wang Ping'an: "The master asked me to put him down, and I put him down!" ”

Wang Ping'an shook his head, stepped forward to support this person, and said, "This brother, I didn't break you, did you?" ”

"I, I, what's wrong with me, who are you?" The man scrambled to his feet, his eyes full of horror, and he couldn't figure out why he had suddenly ascended to the sky, and then fell from the sky again!

Ding Danruo said on the side: "You call our eldest brother Ouyang his son, of course he wants to make you sober!" ”

This person was very angry, and said angrily: "How can this be reasonable, who is Brother Ouyang, I don't know him at all, let alone call him son!" ”

Wang Ping'an sighed again, clasped his fists at him, and said: "A misunderstanding, the attendant under has just been rude, I'm sorry, I'll compensate you!" ”

Ouyang Li glared at this person and whispered, "It's the one he scolded first......

This person was frightened when he saw Ouyang Li's fierce appearance, turned his head to look outside the hall, and saw that not far from the hall, there were several big men standing, all of them with fierce faces, squinting at themselves, obviously in the same group as the "villain" in front of them. The man immediately lowered his head, rubbed his buttocks, and without making a sound, knelt back on the futon, muttering something that he did not know what he was saying, which must not be a good thing.

They were all right, but the trouble of the pair of pilgrims next to them came, and the children they brought began to cry, sobbing non-stop, and somehow they did it, and the pilgrims, who looked like husband and wife, even cried together!

Wang Ping'an glared at Ouyang Li, look at you, you provoked it, and scared the family of three into crying! Ouyang Li lowered his head and pressed his temples, thinking, "Am I so scary, I have always thought that I am quite kind!" ”

Wang Ping'an walked up to the family, leaned over, and said, "I'm sorry, my attendant was too rude just now and scared the child!" The child was not yet a year old, and was snuggling in his mother's arms, sobbing and crying.

Reaching out and gently stroking the top of the child's head, Wang Ping'an said softly: "Touch the hair, you can't be scared...... Well, this child's cry is not right, there seems to be phlegm in the throat! ”

The male pilgrim hurriedly said: "Childe is polite, this matter has nothing to do with you, it is the child who is sick, so he cried." Our husband and wife are worried about his illness, so they are out of shape, and it really has nothing to do with you! ”

Wang Ping'an sighed and said, "Are you sick?" Come, let me see. He wanted to take the child's hand, but when he saw that the female pilgrim was still holding the child and refused to let go, he said, "It's okay if you hold him, I'll show him like this!" "Take one of the child's hands from the quilt around the child.

The female pilgrim looked at her husband, but the male pilgrim was also a little overwhelmed, not knowing whether to believe Wang Ping'an. The old monk in the back came over and asked, "Little donor, will you see a doctor?" I still saw the Bodhisattva, so my mind was suddenly enlightened, and I was enlightened by the Bodhisattva......"

Wang Ping'an turned his head and frowned: "I'm not so big a Buddha, and the Bodhisattva has never enlightened me, I'm just a little bit of medical skills!" ”

The old monk recited Amitabha Buddha and said, "The little benefactor actually got the Bodhisattva's enlightenment, and obtained the medical power before the Bodhisattva drove, even if it was just a little bit, it was enough!" ”

Ouyang Li and the two little girls pouted at the same time, how could this old monk be so persistent, he had to press Wang Ping'an to have a Buddha fate, could it be that he couldn't receive apprentices, so when he saw someone, he had to "tempt" him, and he had to make a monk for others?

Wang Ping'an ignored the old monk, gave the child a pulse, touched his forehead again, and thought: "This is a cold, but young children have a cold, which is much more difficult to treat than adults!" ”

He touched the child's little face again, and said, "There is no sweat, the lips are dry, and there seems to be phlegm in the throat when I hear the voice, and the child still has a runny nose, and the snot is very clear." He took out a handkerchief, wiped the child's little face, and then said: "This is a manifestation of the summer and the cold, and the cold is easy to turn into heat." If my guess is correct, this kid is hot, but he's afraid of cold, right? ”

The couple pilgrims sighed together, looked at Wang Ping'an with wide eyes, and said in unison: "Yes, this child is indeed afraid of the cold!" ”

The male pilgrim said again: "Just because this kid is afraid of the cold, so just now the son wanted to take out his hand from the quilt......" He wanted to explain why he had an expression of distrust of Wang Ping'an just now.

Wang Ping'an waved his hand and said: "It's okay, as a parent, caring for your children is a natural thing, and there is no need to explain." He looked at the child's little hand again and said, "The palm print is blue, let me look at the tongue again...... Well, the tongue is pale white! Yes, that's right, that's it! ”

The female pilgrim looked at the child in her arms and said blankly: "What's right, what kind of disease is this?" ”

Wang Ping'an laughed twice and said, "What kind of illness is it, it means a minor illness!" If an adult has this disease, even if he doesn't take medicine, he can pass it, but your child is too young, and when he cries, you will worry about it, so you think you have some serious illness. ”

The female pilgrim shook her head and said, "No, I gave medicine to this child, I have seen it with a doctor, and I have drunk it!" ”

Wang Ping'an was stunned for a moment, and said: "This disease can be cured as long as the medicine is used, why is he still symptomatic, what kind of medicine did the doctor give him?" ”

The female pilgrim couldn't answer, and looked at her husband, and the male pilgrim said: "I went to catch the medicine, and there are hemp apricots and ...... in it." It seems that he did not remember the ingredients of the medicine.

Wang Ping'an said directly: "It won't be Ma Xing Shi Gantang, right?" ”

The male pilgrim immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes, it's the name, I can't remember it clearly, how can the son know?" ”

Wang Ping'an shook his head and thought: "How could I not know, that is the recipe in "Treatise on Typhoid Fever", it couldn't be simpler!" ”

He said: "That doctor misdiagnosed, he must have prescribed the medicine according to the symptoms of cold and evil lungs, isn't this the opposite of the opposite!" Let me ask you, this child didn't have diarrhea originally, but after taking Ma Xing Shi Gantang, he started to have diarrhea instead, right? ”

The couple hurriedly nodded together, Wang Ping'an didn't completely open the little quilt, let alone check the child's little fart, but broke the symptoms in one word, saying that the child began to have diarrhea after taking medicine, and the couple suddenly had a great confidence in Wang Ping'an, thinking that this young man had some ability!

The old monk on the side suddenly chanted the Buddha's name, looked at the Buddha statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and said loudly: "Thank you Bodhisattva!" ”

Ding Danruo and Ke Lianwu glanced at each other, and thought, "It's our young master's illness, why don't you thank him?" ”

The man on the futon next to him also turned his head, looked at Wang Ping'an, with a surprised expression on his face, and said thank you to the Bodhisattva after listening to the old monk recite Amitabha. He hurriedly looked up at the Guanyin Buddha statue, and then looked at Wang Ping'an, and his mouth was still oh!

Wang Ping'an said: "Children don't speak, the ancient name is dumb, the ancients are really right!" The child is too young to say the symptoms, so that the doctor prescribes the wrong medicine, or does not see the doctor carefully, and aggravates the patient's pain out of thin air, alas! Ma Xing Shi Gantang is from "Treatise on Typhoid Fever", but Master Zhongjing also prescribed another recipe, called Gegen Soup, this Gegen Soup is the symptomatic medicine for your child's disease! ”

The male pilgrim said: "Kudzu root soup? I know Kudzu, it's not an expensive medicine! ”

Wang Ping'an shouted: "Who told you that only expensive medicine can cure the disease?" He saw that there was a pen and paper on the Buddha's case, so he took it with his hand, brushed a few strokes, wrote down the prescription, and said: "You go to the pharmacy to grab the medicine, take two doses of this medicine, your child's illness can be improved, and then consolidate one dose, you can be very good, and you don't need to take medicine anymore in the future!" ”

He took the paper on the case and opened the prescription, and the old monk showed joy on his face, clapped his hands and said: "You also said that there is no Buddha fate, do you know what the paper is for?" ”

Ouyang Li glared at the old monk and said loudly: "For writing!" ”

Wang Ping'an handed the recipe to the male pilgrim and said: "This medicine is not expensive, but you need to pay attention when decocting, first boil ephedra and kudzu, collect water to eighty percent, skim off the foam, and then put in other medicines, collect water to three percent, pour out the medicine residue, and then warm it...... Forget it, if it's convenient for you, why don't you stay in the temple and I'll teach you how to give medicine to your child! ”

The male pilgrim followed the prescription and nodded vigorously: "Okay, I'll go to the town to get medicine, go and come back quickly!" He instructed his wife and walked out of the hall quickly.

When the old monk saw that the male pilgrim was gone, he stepped forward and said with a smile at Wang Ping'an: "Little donor, do you know ......?"

The man on the futon suddenly jumped up and shouted, "This son, since you can prescribe medicine, why don't you prescribe a dose for me, and you want to give birth to a son!" ”