Wang Ping'an's feet didn't stop, his hands clapped more than once, but he said in his mouth: "The slap hurts, which means that there is something wrong with your body." But if you're healthy, you won't come to my door! Don't say more, keep shooting, and I'll explain after filming! ”

After a short time of shooting, Yang also said: "Peace, it hurts to shoot for my mother, when will I have to shoot?" ”

Wang Ping'an said: "First shoot enough for 200 times, don't stop if you don't shoot enough, and don't stop under your feet!" After a while, he said, "Okay, this time first!" He clapped his hands warmly, walked into the courtyard, and motioned for everyone to stop.

Yang said: "Okay, it turns out that clapping is so tiring, and my hands hurt!" "The two little girls behind her are fine, they feel fine.

Wang Ping'an said: "When you clap your hands, your hands hurt, that's for sure, it's okay." You clap your hands as I said, if you feel a little unwell, don't worry, it's a normal detoxification reaction. Well, I'm not talking about being poisoned and pulling it out again, but ...... It's an evil fire, that is, a disease hidden in your body, but not yet done, and we clap our hands just to put out the fire! ”

He knew that he couldn't explain it clearly, so he simply said it vaguely, but in fact, he said that it was vague, but ordinary people could understand it. They are shocked when they say detoxification, but they understand when it comes to detoxification.

Wang Ping'an clapped his hands twice and said, "Listen to the sound, if it is whirring, it is like knocking on the quilt, which means that the body is ...... Well, it's just not very healthy, and you have to shoot more, if you listen to Gengen, it means that there is too much wind chill in the body, and the waist and legs are not very good! He had to be vague about the jargon.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another clapping of hands in the courtyard, and everyone began to judge what was wrong with them.

Wang Ping'an said again: "At the beginning of shooting, take 200 shots as the standard, don't shoot too much, shoot more in the future, slowly add it, shoot a thousand times each time, anyway, don't be brutal, it's good to shoot until you feel comfortable." ”

Yang clapped his hands a few times and asked, "Son, just clap your hands, why do you have to shoot while walking, it's a little tiring!" ”

Wang Ping'an came to his mother, looked at her hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay, mother, you're fine." Why do you want to walk while shooting, it is because when people are old, they are most afraid of heavy legs, if they sit and shoot, the blood in the body will reach the waist, and they will be suppressed, and the legs will not be heavier, so the effect of walking and shooting is the best. ”

He sat down at the table again and said, "After clapping your hands for a while, there will be various symptoms, don't be afraid when you encounter such a situation, this is a normal phenomenon of fire, and if you insist on patting, the fire will be clean, and then your body will be healthy." ”

Several people crowded to the table and asked, "Little Doctor Ping'an, is it really so amazing to clap your hands?" Can any disease be cured? ”

Wang Ping'an smiled, shook his head and said: "I'm just talking about the method of health care, the way to enhance physical fitness and reduce illness, if you are still sick, then you still have to see a doctor." ”

"It turns out that it's not a cure-all!" The questioner was a little disappointed.

Wang Ping'an laughed in his heart, how can there be a cure for all diseases in the world, if someone tells you that there is a medicine that can cure all diseases, then this person must be selling strong pills, don't believe him! He said: "It's just clapping, it's healthy, it's easy to do, and it doesn't cost anything, so why not do it!" ”

He continued to call the patients behind him, but the courtyard was not peaceful from then on, and the crackling sound kept coming, and the patients in the queue were idle and bored, so they began to clap their hands to cure all diseases.

Xiantong College.

Qiu Wenpu put down the handkerchief, saw that the handkerchief was red, after taking the medicine prescribed by Cheng Jisheng, he had a nosebleed again, and it was more than the last time, but the condition did not improve at all, and the symptoms of wind and cold disease were even more serious!

Qiu Tingxuan was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, knelt down in front of his father's bed, and said: "Father, it seems that Cheng Jisheng deceived the world and stole his name, and it was nothing in vain, and the prescription he prescribed was even ...... than Guizhi Tang" Suddenly thought that Cheng Jisheng was qualified to compare with Zhang Zhongjing, and temporarily changed his words: "His medical skills are too poor, he is not shallow, and his father's condition is aggravated due to fatigue, I will find him to theorize!" ”

"Don't be impatient!" Qiu asked Pu Qiang to endure his headache, waved his hand and said: "You go out first, study well, don't let your father worry about it, the wind and cold are a small illness, and you will be fine in a few days!" ”

Qiu Tingxuan had no choice but to agree, not daring to disturb his father's rest, and went out of the house.

Qiu Wenpu picked up the prescription prescribed by Cheng Jisheng, looked at it again and again, and felt that the prescription was completely normal and there was no mistake, and then picked up "Treatise on Typhoid Fever" and read Guizhi Soup, and felt that it was also symptomatic, but why did his condition not improve, but instead had a nosebleed? The recipe is different, but the symptoms of nosebleeds are the same, could it be that there is a medicine in it that goes wrong?

Comparing these two recipes, only the flavor of cinnamon is the same. Qiu Wenpu thought for a long time, sat up, picked up the pen and opened another party, this recipe is still cinnamon soup, but he increased the amount of cinnamon to five yuan. After putting down the pen, the old mountain lord thought about it for a long time, and finally sighed, crumpled the paper into a ball, and threw it under the table, increasing the dose of cinnamon branches, which was a bit dangerous.

Qiu Tingxuan returned to the academy and forced him to study, but he couldn't read anyway, and suddenly a servant came to report, saying that Xuzhou Xuezheng had sent someone to send a list to ask the teacher to decide.

Qiu Tingxuan took a look at the list, it was the list of Xuzhou tributes for next year's scientific examination, and his name was on the paper, ranking first.

Don't look at Xuzhou Xuezheng is majestic outside, and has the right to recommend virtuous and virtuous to the imperial court, and the local scholars and candidates are all stammering, but this Xuezheng is Qiu Wenpu's personal disciple, without Qiu Wenpu's teachings back then, he does not have today's scenery authority, so Xuezheng respects Qiu Wenpu very much, and each subject tribute list, must first ask the teacher to look at it, and then submit it to Chang'an, if Qiu Wenpu wants to change the list, he never refutes.

Qiu Tingxuan looked at the list from beginning to end, and saw that most of the people on the list were disciples of Xiantong Academy, and the few people he mentioned with Senior Brother Xuezheng last time were all on the list. The list was so important that he had to show it to his father immediately.

Qiu Tingxuan returned to the small courtyard at the back again, but when he entered the house, he found that his father was already asleep. He didn't dare to wake his father, so he put the list on the bookcase, pressed it with a paperweight, and then gently exited the house. He thought: "My father's illness must be cured as soon as possible, this list is estimated to be reported soon, before this senior brother Xuezheng will come to ask my father in person, if the illness is not good at that time, it will inevitably have an impact, in case other students in the academy who are not on the list make trouble, wouldn't it be troublesome!" ”

Qiu Tingxuan ordered someone to prepare a carriage and rush to Jisheng Hall. Cheng Jisheng happened to be in the hall, and suddenly saw the carriage of Xiantong Academy hurriedly coming to the door of the pharmacy, and he knew that the prescription was not good, and he was in such a hurry, how could he come to thank him, and the one who found fault was almost the same.

In fact, after he came back from Qiu Wenpu, he repeatedly differentiated the pharmacology and medicinal properties in his heart, and he was sure that Qiu Wenpu was suffering from wind and cold, not some obscure difficult and serious disease, for Qiu Wenpu's illness, Guizhi Tang and his own prescription were both symptomatic prescriptions. If it is cured, there is nothing else to say, if it is not cured, then the problem must lie in the flavor medicine of Guizhi, with his many years of medical experience, he can say with certainty that it must be because of the error in the addition and subtraction of the dose.

Cheng Jisheng reopened the party, and it was still the famous Guizhi soup of the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing, but he added the guizhi to six yuan, and it was the first time he used it for such a large dose.

Qiu Tingxuan quickly stepped into Jisheng Hall, came to the cabinet, looked at Cheng Jisheng, and said nothing.

Silence is better than sound, and Cheng Jisheng's cold sweat broke out. He put away the prescription and slowly gathered it into a paper ball and shrunk it into his sleeve. He had encountered this kind of thing, and when he thought about it, he was still afraid. When he was serving in the Chang'an Imperial Medical Department, he was forced to resign and return to his hometown because he made a small mistake. Who is he facing now? That's Qiu Wenpu, who is full of peach and plums!

The dose of Guizhi has increased, in case Qiu Wenpu eats a good thing, don't say that the Xuzhou scholars can't let him go, and those Xiantong disciples who are high-ranking officials in Chang'an can't let him go, as soon as he offends, he offends a large group of people, and all of them are powerful figures!

Cheng Jisheng didn't dare to come up with a prescription in the end, and said stubbornly: "The old man is not good at learning......

Qiu Tingxuan snorted and said, "It's good that you know!" Is there any way to remedy it, is it possible that I have to write a letter now and ask a doctor from Luoyang? ”

"Not necessarily! The old man recommended a person with excellent medical skills, and he would definitely be able to cure the old mountain master's disease. This person's name is Wang Ping'an, and he lives in Wuli Village outside the city! Cheng Jisheng still mentioned Wang Ping'an in the end, and he had to mention it.

"Wang Ping'an? If you are sick, find a little doctor of peace? Qiu Tingxuan asked.

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Chronic gastritis diet prescription - kumquat drink

Recipe: 200 grams of kumquat, 20 grams of white kernels, appropriate amount of sugar.

Method: Add kumquat and water and cook over medium heat for 5 minutes, then add white kom kernels and sugar, and cook for a while over low heat.

Efficacy: soothing the liver and relieving depression, reconciling the spleen and stomach.

Directions: 1 dose daily, or as readily.