Lives matter!

Hearing that the man surnamed Li was a doctor, the middle-aged man immediately invited him without hesitation.

Dr. Li didn't say much, put down the basket, and took out a medicine box from the basket full of herbs.

He first tied the woman's right index finger with a rope before he began to check the woman's pulse.

To kill, you need to see blood, and to save people, you need to save people.

Nie Xiaoqian doesn't know medical skills, and she can't save people completely.

If it weren't for the fact that a doctor happened to pass by, she wouldn't have been able to do much even if she knew that the woman in the coffin was not dead. In the end, the unfortunate woman may still die.

The same is true of Liang's mother, who helped Ping An last time, she can use ghost means to remove the yin and evil on Liang's body, but she doesn't know the next treatment work, so she can only wait for the real doctor.

After experiencing similar things twice, she couldn't help but wonder, if she knew medical skills, would it be more convenient, would she be able to help more people in need?

With such a thought, she stayed aside and carefully observed the diagnosis and treatment process of Dr. Li.

Unlike Nie Xiaoqian's psychology, most of the others are anxious and impatient, and they are also looking forward to it.

After a while, the young man couldn't wait to ask in a trembling voice, "Doctor Li, is there any hope?" ”

At this time, the woman's right index finger, which had been tied with the rope, had become bruised and swollen.

Nie Xiaoqian could see why this Dr. Li did this, his fingers were bruised and swollen by the rope, which directly showed that the blood in the human body was still circulating and had not been defeated and coagulated, which proved that people were not dead.

Dr. Li probably thought the same way, he untied the rope on the woman's index finger and replied, "Mrs. Zun is still alive, but she is just faking her death." ”

Still alive, just suspended animation!

Everyone was overjoyed, and the young man and several women who were agitated wept with joy.

Peace on the side was happy and snorted in his heart. He was a little unhappy that the group of people questioned Nie Xiaoqian just now.

Dr. Li ignored everyone's reactions, he only explained to himself: "Fake death, the symptoms are very similar to the surface symptoms of real death, the pulse and breathing are very weak, and the common methods cannot diagnose whether it is or not, because the little brother just now mistakenly thought that the patient had no pulse and breathing, and thought that he had died." ”

Wow, the crowd burst into vividness, and all of them had a look of sudden realization.

After Dr. Li finished explaining, he took out a box from the medicine box. The silver light in the box flickered, and dozens of silver needles were neatly arranged.

When the people saw the needle box, they knew that he was going to give the needle to the woman.

Nie Xiaoqian observed more carefully, but unfortunately this was not a teaching process, although she saw it all in her eyes, she didn't see the reason.

After half a ring, Dr. Li took back the silver needle: "Mrs. Zun has been rescued, and after going back, you can recover your health after a period of meditation and recuperation." ”

"Thank you Dr. Li for saving your life." The young man spoke, kneeling down in front of Dr. Li. Bumper bumper is a few knocks in a row.

"It is not difficult to save Mrs. Zun, but the difficulty is to judge that Mrs. Zun is a fake death, not a real death. If it weren't for this little brother who blocked your way just now, he said that Mrs. Zun was not dead. There will be no despicable treatment. Dr. Li leaned over slightly and said, "So, the person you should be most grateful for should be this little brother." ”

Dr. Li is right. The young man was grateful to Ling Wei, if it wasn't for this little temple blessing reminder, he wouldn't have been rescued in time for his fake death. Then it became a real death, and it became that he buried his daughter-in-law alive.

The young man with palpitations almost didn't dare to imagine, not caring that he was more than ten years older than Ping'an, so he turned to kowtow to Ping'an, and his forehead was red and swollen.

Ping An didn't want people to kowtow to him, but he couldn't stop it, so he said loudly: "What do you thank me for, thank Gu Niang if you want to thank you, the fact that the person in the coffin is not dead is all Gu Niang asked me to tell you." ”

"I'll just say, Gu Niang is the most effective."

"This small temple is also full of aura."

The sisters-in-law and aunts of the neighboring villages said with a smile, because the words of peace were tantamount to affirming their foresight and making them proud.

So then, everyone applauded, and the audience was full of eulogies.

"Gu Niang is merciful and compassionate!"

"Gu Niang saves the life and helps the wounded!"

"Gu Niang saves the suffering!"

……

Nie Xiaoqian saw it in her eyes, and she couldn't laugh or cry.

She is not Guanyin Bodhisattva, where does she come from any great compassion and relief of suffering, that is, she has done what she can.

But she was still in a good mood, and the sense of accomplishment of saving people made her heart full of joy.

At this time, the Gu Niang Temple, which was swarmed in, was overcrowded.

The small temple that is not ventilated is shrouded in vigorous incense, and the green smoke is filled with black pressure, which is very smoky.

After being surrounded by the crowd, he spent no more than half a stick of incense, and his tears were smoked down, and he had to find an excuse to slip out.

Nie Xiaoqian naturally would not be smoked by the incense, she floated in the air, heard the middle-aged man and the young man discussing something, and when she went back, she gathered craftsmen to reshape Gu Niang's golden body and rebuild the temple.

Reshaping the golden body and rebuilding the temple, Nie Xiaoqian didn't really care, she floated outside the temple and found peace.

"Ping'an, you go and inquire about that Dr. Li."

"Doctor Li, what is he doing?"

"That Dr. Li is a skilled doctor, and he just happened to do a check-up for your mother. In addition, if you can learn some medical skills from his hands, it will also be beneficial to your future development. Of course, my sister also wants to learn a little bit of medicine."

"Well, peace will pass."

Ping'an got Nie Xiaoqian's instructions and directly found the Doctor Li: "Kid Liang Ping'an, I've seen Doctor Li." ”

Dr. Li replied with a smile: "My surname is Li, my name is Shizhen, and you don't need to be polite." ”

Ping An is a small person, and even if he does not do things in accordance with the etiquette law, he will not be blamed, not to mention that Ping An has just prevented a medical accident from happening, which is quite popular with Dr. Li.

The surname is Li, and the name is Shizhen?

When Nie Xiaoqian heard these words and combined the names among them, the four words "Compendium of Materia Medica" popped out of her mind.

How many Li Shizhen were there in the Ming Dynasty? Nie Xiaoqian didn't know.

But Li Shizhen, who understands medical skills and has very good medical skills, probably won't have a lot, right?

Then Ping An asked Dr. Li Shizhen's words: "Does Dr. Li have words?" ”

Li Shizhen was slightly stunned, it was the first time he had heard someone ask his own words so directly and simply, and the person who asked was still a few years old, that feeling was really amazing, but he immediately replied: "So that the little friend of Ping An will know, and the words of despisibility." ”

Li Shizhen, whose name is Dongbi, is the author of the Compendium of Materia Medica. (To be continued......)