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Sun Shouran's old face turned red, and he bowed down and promised. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Sun Simiao said: "Don't look at him above the top, underestimate him, his ability is only better than you!" He can be grafted with gloomy wood, will you? He has a medicine that the patient does not feel the pain of the bone healing when he falls asleep, do you have it? He was cured of the leg disease that Zhen Quan and Zhen Liyan couldn't cure the two brothers, can you? He'll treat a stroke with a cheap prescription, will you? He can use the new method to concoct the attached aconitum to increase the dose and not be poisoned, can you? He dared to comment on Zhongjing's medical assertion in the medical examination, do you have the guts? Even if there is, can you name the shortcomings of Zhongjing Medical Saint? ”

Sun Simiao asked, Sun Shouran promised to promise, and in the end, his face was already full of shame, and his old face turned red. After Sun Simiao finished speaking, he seemed to understand Sun Simiao's intentions, and said happily: "Father wants to use this uncle's position in exchange for him passing on these medical skills to us?" ”

Sun Simiao thought so in his heart, but this kind of thing was naturally difficult to admit, so he snorted and said: "Whether people are willing to teach it depends on whether we have the ability to do it!" ”

"Yes," Sun Shouran thought for a while and said in a low voice: "Father can't exchange money or anything with him, does it have to be like this?" ”

"Humph! If I could exchange it for money, would I still have to spend so much effort? Sun Simiao didn't have a good breath and said, "This Zuo Shaoyang doesn't want money, officials, women, and rare prescriptions for his father!" ”

Sun Shouran was a little stupid: "It's already very strange that women don't want gold and silver official positions, he is a doctor who doesn't want his father's secret recipe, it's really strange, but since he doesn't want any of these, why did he agree to join my teacher's door and be our uncle?" - No, will he be like we think, enter the master's door, and then quietly learn what the master has learned all his life? ”

"If he wants to be willing to learn my medical skills, no problem, then it is justified to communicate with him, as long as he is willing to teach me osteopathy, anesthetics and other medical skills, even if I teach it, it doesn't hurt, but unfortunately, people don't care about my prescription medical skills, they really want to learn my ......, uh, this ......, longevity is just that." Sun Simiao couldn't tell his son about his deal with Zuo Shaoyang, because no one knew about it, and he couldn't tell outsiders.

Seeing Sun Shouran looking at him in astonishment, Sun Simiao didn't bother to explain, and said, "Okay, you don't have to worry about anything else, notify all your senior brothers tomorrow, gather in the dojo, and meet your new uncle!" ”

Sun Shouran hurriedly agreed.

The two of them were talking, and soon, those stroke patients came one after another, Sun Simiao personally examined, and after the dialectic taught by Zuo Shaoyang before, they formulated prescriptions respectively, and added and subtracted along with the evidence, and determined the final prescription.

Sun Simiao has his own pharmacy, he entered this pharmacy, Sun Shouran and other disciples and grandchildren followed behind the ass to see how rare, Sun Simiao said coldly: "This recipe is a secret recipe, outsiders are not allowed to look at it!" So saying, he closed the door and went up into the latch from the inside.

All the apprentices looked at each other, and looked at the senior brother Sun Shouran, thinking that even if this recipe is a secret recipe, if you don't show it to us, you should always show it to your own son, right? Can't even look at your own son?

They think so, Sun Shouran thinks even more, his father never hides the prescription, and he definitely teaches the apprentices, how much they can learn, what they can learn, it depends on their own ability. There has never been a secret recipe that has never been shown to outsiders like today.

It's just that after thinking about it, I realized that this recipe is too precious, and it can cure stroke patients without ginseng.

However, his father never cared about money, and the emperor gave him countless gold and silver treasures, all of which he used to buy folk secret recipes. Therefore, my father is definitely not greedy for the wealth of this secret recipe, he should have taken a fancy to this recipe can treat stroke with very cheap medicine and benefit the people, in this case, with his father's temper, according to the previous practice, but whenever there is such a good recipe, he will definitely go around giving this recipe to his apprentices, and he will definitely not keep it secret.

The disciples couldn't figure out the mystery, so they shook their heads and sighed and dispersed.

Sun Simiao prepared the medicine in his pharmacy, fried it himself, poured the medicine into the medicine jars of each patient with labels, and then mixed the medicine residue together, put it in the furnace and burned it, and then opened the door and asked the medicine boy to bring the decoction to those patients to take back, each jar for three days, and then come to pick it up after eating.

As soon as the patients and their families went to the counter to settle the bill, they were all pleasantly surprised, and a dose of medicine was only 20 or 30 yuan, which was a world of difference compared to the previous 3 to 4,000 yuan per dose of medicine for stroke treatment. Such a price is affordable for most people, even if it is a poor family, they can find a way to get it. It's all a thank you. Some elderly patients who have suffered hemiplegia for many years are so excited that they are moved to tears when they learn that their recovery is promising.

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Zuo Shaoyang rode a horse to Sun Simiao's door. After knocking on the door, the door opened, and the porter had already been explained by Sun Simiao, saying that Zuo Shaoyang would come every morning in the future, and the old man in the porter had seen it when Zuo Shaoyang visited the door last time. The old man smiled and said, "Zuo Gongzi, please come in, the old lady is waiting for you." ”

Zuo Shaoyang followed him into the courtyard.

Sun Simiao is an old miracle doctor who is famous all over the world, and he is a big celebrity around the emperor, but his family can only be described by the word shabby. It occupies a large area, but there are very few houses, and they are all old ordinary houses with brick houses, and there are no carved dragon paintings, so they seem empty.

Sun Simiao's son Sun Shouran opened the Sun Medical Center nearby, and Sun Simiao's apprentices and grandchildren all live in the medical hall, because Sun Simiao's eight apprentices have already left the school, so they did not follow him, and they all sat in the Sun Medical Hall to practice medicine.

Sun Simiao's daughters are all married and are not at home. There are only two sons around him, the eldest son Sun Shouran opened a medical center, and the younger son Sun Shouxing has little interest in medical skills, and he is dedicated to cultivating Taoism and has been following his father to practice Taoism. Therefore, the only people who live in the Sun family's house are Sun Simiao's husband and wife and Sun Shouxing's family. The eldest son, Sun Shouran, and his family live in the backyard of the hospital, so that they can take care of the hospital.

Go into the courtyard. This courtyard is quite big, standing at the door, I saw a foot in the courtyard in the distance, an old man, holding a peachwood sword, stepping on the seven stars, chanting words in his mouth as if he was practicing spells, looking a bit like Sun Simiao, but older than Sun Simiao, his hair and beard are gray.

The porter saw Zuo Shaoyang looking at the old man with novelty, so he said in a low voice: "Ninth master, this is the second son of our old lady, that is, the second master, named Sun Shouxing. ”

Over there, Sun Shouxing had already seen them, put away his posture, lifted the peachwood sword upside down, walked over quickly, and bowed: "Zuo Gongzi!" You're here! ”

Zuo Shaoyang hurriedly bowed and saluted, and he didn't know how to call it for a while, so he used the modern habit of greeting and said: "Hello! ”

Sun Shouxing smiled and arched his hand: "Please here, the family teacher and the brothers are waiting." I asked me to greet you at the door, but I didn't see you coming for a long time, so I asked Uncle Sun to wait at the door, and I practiced the Fa in the courtyard by myself. ”

"You're welcome! I'm so sorry I'm late. ”

"It's okay, please go this way!"

Sun Shouxing took Zuo Shaoyang through the courtyard, entered through the corner door next to the reception hall, and came to the back. The Sun family's house is divided into two parts, the front yard is the main hall of the reception, as well as the dojo where Sun Simiao preached and the residence of the second son Sun Shouxing's family. The backyard is the residence of Sun Simiao and his wife.

Between the lobby and the backyard, there is a large thatched hall, which is the dojo where Sun Simiao preached. It's already full of people standing inside at the moment. They are all Sun Simiao's apprentices and grandchildren. Most of them were men, and some were women, some old and some young, the old ones were sixty or seventy years old, and the youngest ones were only eight or nine years old, childish, staring at him with big round eyes.

Sun Simiao has a total of eight apprentices. And Sun Simiao's eight apprentices have each accepted some apprentices more or less, and some apprentices who have advanced in medical skills have also begun to accept apprentices after the master's permission, so in total, Sun Simiao's apprentices and grandchildren have more than a hundred. A room full of people.

Zuo Shaoyang didn't expect this battle to be so big, and all the people who entered the lobby were black, Sun Simiao greeted him with a few apprentices, and said with a smile: "Please here!" ”

Took Zuo Shaoyang to the lobby, this lobby is very empty, can accommodate hundreds of people, surrounded by detachable floor-to-ceiling doors and windows, and rolls of thick felt carpets are hung horizontally above the doors and windows, I don't know what they are used for.

In front of the lobby, there is a portrait hanging here, a lean Taoist practicing Dan. The inscription dragon flying and phoenix dance don't know what to write.

Sun Simiao asked Zuo Shaoyang to stand beside him, twisted three sticks of incense, and said respectfully: "Respect the master, and now the disciple has the courage to accept Zuo Zhong Shaoyang as an apprentice on behalf of the master." After that, he handed the three sticks of incense to Zuo Shaoyang: "Kowtow to the master!" ”

Zuo Shaoyang took the three sticks of incense and said in a low voice: "What is the name of our master?" ”

Sun Simiao glanced at him and said in a low voice: "There is something written on the painting, look at it yourself." ”

Zuo Shaoyang hurriedly took a few steps forward, came to the portrait, held three sticks of incense, looked up, and saw that there were a few seal characters written on the portrait.

It turned out that the old Taoist who taught Sun Simiao to return to the void and vomit the gong was more than 140 years old, and the Taoist name was "Hug Xuzi".

He inserted three sticks of incense on the incense burner, took two steps back, and said loudly: "Master is above, please accept the disciple Zuo Zhong Shaoyang!" With that, he knelt down and kowtowed respectfully three times. After getting up, he stood beside Sun Simiao.

(To be continued)