Huide's fat and white face suddenly showed embarrassment, and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is indeed not very good at prescribing medicine, so he can only prescribe according to the book, maybe, maybe he really prescribed the wrong medicine, right?" ”

He is modest in his words, but in fact it is not like this. As the presiding officer of the pagoda temple, this temple is a holy place of Buddhism with the purpose of curing diseases and saving people, how can he not prescribe prescriptions, don't look at his fat head and big ears, and his words are philistine, but he is not worse than the doctors in the city, but he is weaker in the treatment of incurable diseases, and his junior brother is not a common disease.

Yang looked at his son and said loudly: "Son, go and see the host's junior brother and cure him, which can be regarded as a good deed!" She is full of confidence in her son, although she is very blind and can't say the slightest reason, but she thinks that everything is fine with her son, and nothing can be difficult for him.

Wang Ping'an grinned, and said in his heart: "My mother-in-law, the patient hasn't seen it yet, let me cure him, really when I am a miracle doctor, that's what you blow yourself, don't blow it, just treat it as a real thing!" ”

Huide saw that Wang Ping'an was not very old, the profession of a doctor is the older he gets, the more valuable he is, at such a young age, I'm afraid I don't understand anything, even if I have read a medical book, I have read dozens of books!

Thinking so in his heart, his face was surprised and happy, and said: "If Wang Xiaodon is willing to help, then my junior brother can be saved, and the poor monk is grateful for his junior brother!" He solemnly bowed to Wang Ping'an.

Yang was so excited that he didn't eat anymore, stood up, and urged: "Hurry up, my son will go and see a monk from the capital, and heal him quickly, let's go home quickly!" ”

Wang Ping'an had no choice but to get up and nod in agreement, but he didn't know the bottom in his heart.

Huide led the way and led the two out of the back hall and towards Tallinn. Halfway through, she saw the little girl Ding Danruo running over, she had been waiting outside, and when she saw Yang and Wang Ping'an coming out, she naturally ran to serve.

When the group entered Tallinn, they saw that there was another hall in the forest, and many craftsmen outside the hall were doing their work, carving Buddha statues with wood. Wang Ping'an took a few glances when he passed by, and sighed in his heart, this temple is indeed really rich, and the wood used to carve the Buddha statue is actually a fine sandalwood, just looking at these woods, I am afraid that it will be worth a lot of money.

Walk not far, out of Tallinn, into a bamboo forest, there is a small Zen room in the forest, the doors and windows are closed, presumably Huizheng from Chang'an lives here.

When he arrived at the door, Huide didn't knock on the door, squeaked, and pushed the door directly. Wang Ping'an looked inside, and saw a young monk sitting cross-legged on a futon in the middle of the house, looking back at them. This monk is completely different from Huide, Huide is fat-headed, big-eared, and gorgeous, while this monk is only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, wearing only a gray monk's robe, and he is extremely handsome and has a good temperament.

When Yang entered the door, he said, "This little master is handsome, it's a pity to be a monk!" "She is almost sixty years old, she speaks unscrupulously, she can say whatever she wants, and if she is rude, others will not blame her.

The young monk didn't react, but Huide blushed and said, "The skin of the body is just a skin." I touched my chin three layers, and I was a little dumbfounded.

The young monk was Huizheng from the Inspiration Temple, he was deaf in his ears, and he couldn't read lips, so he didn't know what Yang was talking about, so he stood up, put his palms together, and recited Amitabha Buddha, which was regarded as a greeting.

Huide said: "This is my junior brother Huizheng, who has been sick for several days and can't hear anything. ”

Wang Ping'an stepped forward and clapped his hands, and asked, "Master Huizheng, can you hear me?" ”

Hui Zheng shook his head and said loudly: "I can't hear it, the little monk is deaf, dare to ask the donor what to call him?" ”

Yang said on the side: "It seems that he is really deaf, otherwise he can't shout like this." ”

Wang Ping'an pulled Hui Zheng, the two sat down together, and saw that there was a pen and paper on the small table next to him, Wang Ping'an picked up the pen and wrote: "I am Wang Ping'an, and I am here to treat you." ”

Hui Zheng shook his head with a smile and said: "The little monk is deaf, because the Buddha's intentions are insincere, not because of illness, thank you for the good intentions of the king benefactor, you don't have to worry about the little monk!" The voice was still loud, and he didn't mean to speak loudly, but when his ears couldn't hear the sound, he would naturally speak louder.

Wang Ping'an picked up the pen and wrote: "What about your wind and cold? ”

Hui Zheng said again: "The same is true, thank you for your trouble, please go back, the little monk will recite the "Diamond Sutra" three thousand times silently to atone for his sins." As he spoke, he closed his eyes and muttered the scriptures.

Wang Ping'an turned around and asked, "Host, has your junior brother committed something before?" Otherwise, how can we atone for our sins? ”

Huide smiled bitterly: "My junior brother has taken refuge in my Buddha since he was a child, and he doesn't know much about the world, he thinks that he is sick because of his insincerity in serving the Buddha, not that he has done bad things before. ”

Wang Ping'an hummed, regardless of whether Hui Zheng wanted it or not, he grabbed one of his hands, put three fingers on his wrist, and called the pulse, Hui Zheng opened his eyes, shook his head again and again, and was very dissatisfied with what Wang Ping'an did.

"The pulse is floating, it is indeed a wind cold!" Wang Ping'an said that if this disease is placed in modern times, that is, influenza, it is not very serious, but it can cause other diseases. He pinched Huizheng's cheeks again, pinched his mouth, looked at it, and said: "The tongue coating is gray, this is caused by the occlusion of the evil and the meridian qi of the young yang, your deafness belongs to the heat, less yang and more yin heat!" ”

Although Huizheng has a good temper, he doesn't want to be fiddled with like this, so he shook his head to break free of Wang Ping'an's hand, and said: "The little monk is not sick, and he doesn't want to take medicine anymore, please leave the master of the king, don't miss the little monk's homework!" ”

Yang said on the side: "This little monk really doesn't know what to do, my son is kind enough to treat you, but you don't appreciate it." ”

Huide was surprised, seeing Wang Ping'an's skillful techniques and accurate diagnosis, this is a very experienced doctor, this kind of experience can not be learned from books, it must be practiced, is it possible that this little donor often treats people? He asked: "Master Wang, can the illness of the poor monk and disciple be saved, can it be cured?" ”

Wang Ping'an hummed and thought about it: "It's a little difficult to treat, it will take some time!" ”

"If it can be cured, if it takes time, the poor monk will prepare a meditation room for you, please live for a few more days...... "Hearing that he can be cured, Huide is very happy, this little junior brother has a special identity, it is said that it is very likely to take over the inspiration temple in the future, and he has to do a good job to succeed."

But before he finished speaking, he heard Wang Ping'an say: "Deafness can be cured in a quarter of an hour, but this wind and cold is difficult, and it takes at least two days and four doses of medicine to complete." ”

Huide was stunned for a moment, he couldn't go on, he felt a pain in his nose, angry, he was almost crooked, can it not hurt! He was very angry in his heart, what is the disease of deafness, what is the disease of wind cold, how can there be a reason that deafness can be cured in a quarter of an hour, but the wind cold takes two days, this is not nonsense, a pastime monk!

If I weren't a monk, I'd have to hit you on the head with a bench! Huide slandered in his heart, but said on his lips: "This, this, this joke is a bit big, don't laugh at Wang Xiaoshi, deafness, how can it be cured in a quarter of an hour!" A wry smile on his face.

Wang Ping'an smiled and thought: "It's not easy for this host to be a host, I have to accompany me to dinner, and I have to pat myself on the back, and now I think I'm talking nonsense, and I have to accompany a smiling face!" He said, "There is a silver needle in the temple, bring it to me." ”

Although Hui De didn't believe it at all, he still went out of the meditation room and brought him a silver needle, but Hui Zheng closed his eyes and recited the Buddhist scriptures by himself, fortunately he couldn't hear what Wang Ping'an said, otherwise he would have thought that he was entertaining himself!

Yang said: "Son, this disease looks very serious, I can't hear the sound anymore, if it can't be cured, let's go, so as not to lose face!" She didn't care if Hui Zheng could hear it or not, but she cared about her son's face.

Wang Ping'an said with a smile: "It seems serious, but in fact it is not, the mother doesn't have to worry, the son is cured." ”

Ding Danruo looked at Wang Ping'an, and then at Huizheng, and suddenly said: "Young master, don't say that this disease is easy to treat, otherwise people won't accept your affection." ”

Wang Ping'an hummed and said, "That's right, I'll scare them later." ”

Yang and Ding Danruo laughed out loud together!

Attached: White Tiger Soup

Source: "Treatise on Typhoid Fever".

Composition: 18 grams of Zhimu, 30~45 grams of gypsum (crushed), 6 grams of licorice (broiled), 18 grams of japonica rice

Usage: On the four flavors, take 1 liter of water, boil rice and cook soup, and remove the water. Take 200 ml three times a day.

Function: Clears away heat and generates energy.

Indications: Typhoid fever is hot and bright, or warm fever is in the qi syndrome. Strong hot face red, polydipsia, dry mouth and tongue, sweating, strong pulse, now used for Japanese encephalitis, epidemic cerebrospinal meningitis, lobar pneumonia, summer fever and so on belong to the heat in the air.

Theory: Fang Zhong knows the mother, gypsum clears the heat of the lungs and stomach and removes polydipsia; Licorice, japonica rice is good for qi and nourishing the stomach. The four flavors are used together, and the heat is cleared together.