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Sun Changgeng is forty years old and has two medical skills. Although it is not very famous, it has a good reputation among the ordinary people of Lantian County. It's not surprising to think about it, a doctor who can go so far to a poor villager, not to mention the medical skills, but also in terms of medical ethics and character.

Originally, after hearing about Zhao Erbao's injury, Sun Changgeng speculated that he might not be able to catch up, and even if he caught up, it would be a bad luck. But in the heart of the doctor's parents, in Sun Changgeng's opinion, no matter whether he could catch up or not, he couldn't let this life pass away, so he rushed to Zhaojia Village with a medicine box.

After arriving at the entrance of the village, before they could rush to Zhao Erbao's house, Sun Changgeng and the villagers who invited people heard that Zhao Erbao's injuries had been cured by divine doctors. In other words, most ordinary doctors would be angry for running for nothing, but Sun Changgeng didn't have such thoughts, but was faintly worried.

According to the condition he learned, Zhao Erbao's injury was not light. With his own medical skills, he only did his best, and someone who could heal that kind of injury in such a short period of time could only be a liar if it wasn't a miracle doctor. As a doctor, Sun Changgeng knows very well that some unscrupulous peer scum, in order to make money, he will not care about the life or death of the sick, and he will be deceived if he can.

So he didn't leave in a hurry, but came to Zhao Erbao's house to see what the situation was, if he really met a liar, he could try his best to save him. If he really met a miracle doctor, it would not be a bad thing in Sun Changgeng's opinion. Even if you can't learn other people's methods, you can also learn medical skills.

After Sun Changgeng arrived at Zhao Erbao's house, not only did he not see the normal crying scene, but he found that the family was old and young, and they were very happy. After careful questioning, I learned that there was a Taoist priest in the village, called Chunyang Zhenren, who used an incredible medical skill to cure Zhao Erbao's injury.

was a preconceived Sun Changgeng, but now he felt that he had encountered a liar. hurriedly entered the room and checked Zhao Erbao's injuries. The result was okay if I didn't check it, but as soon as I checked it, I was shocked by the stitch marks of the wound like a centipede, and the whole person was stupid on the spot.

After finally relieving himself, although Sun Changgeng only understood the benefits of this method for wound healing after only a little pondering, he was even more excited in his heart. Coupled with the medicine bottle and strange pills made of unknown materials, no matter how stupid Sun Changgeng is, he knows that he has met a real master this time.

On the pretext of inspecting the wound, after carefully keeping in mind the requirements for stitching up the wound and the repeated reminders of someone, he had to rush to Zhao Er's house. I heard that Sun Changgeng was invited, and the clan elder Zhao Qingshan happened to rush over. Hearing that the other party wanted to see someone, he volunteered to be a "leading party".

Even when he was at Zhao Erbao's house before, he had heard that this pure yang real person was not very old, but when Sun Changgeng saw the real person, he was still stunned.

"Real person, this is Dr. Sun Changgeng, in ten miles and eight towns, medical ethics, medical skills, and reputation are quite high. Doctor Sun, this is the real person of Chunyang. ”

Zhao Qingshan, who was in the center to make an introduction, said that he didn't forget to take a look at the oven that was only halfway built and couldn't see the effect, and some surprises and doubts flashed in his eyes.

"I've seen a real person, the clan elder has praised it, it's not a reputation, it's just doing the duty of a healer." Sun Changgeng, who bowed his hand, said modestly.

Although he was surprised by the age and dress of the miracle doctor, Sun Changgeng, who had just seen the unbelievable technique, did not despise it because of this. After all, the fame is fake, and the wound that was stitched up just now is really there, as well as the treatment techniques and the magic pills left behind.

"Good as a doctor's duty, my father once said that a healer's parents' hearts. Dr. Sun, please. Li Anran, who also returned the salute, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Regarding the intention of this Dr. Sun, Li Anran didn't have to guess to know that it must be for the "amazing" medical skills he showed when he sutured Zhao Erbao's wound before. To say that this method is nothing in the future generations, people who are bold and careful can basically do it, if they can practice more with pork, the technique will be better.

But in the era of the Tang Dynasty, the method of using needles and threads to stitch up wounds to promote healing is not an exaggeration to describe it as unbelievable. What's more, the thread used to suture the wound before is still the kind of absorbable suture, which will be automatically absorbed by the human body, and it will naturally be regarded as a miracle when the time comes.

"The heart of the doctor's parents, it seems that the father of this real person is a fellow believer." Sun Changgeng, who was shocked by this sentence that had not yet spread, said secretly.

After the three of them entered the house, Zhao Erniang brought three bowls of water. This time, there was really no tea, only white water, but it was boiled according to Li Anran's request. After Li Anran and the others sat down in different places, Sun Changgeng, who was happy to hunt his heart, did not say any more polite words, and directly expressed his intentions.

Among the peers of Zhilu Dao, they attach great importance to the inheritance of skills, so no matter how eager they are in their hearts, they will not be stupid enough to ask for the art of suturing. Regarding Sun Changgeng's intention to communicate with him in terms of medical skills, Li Anran naturally wouldn't fail to hear it, but he was not stupid enough to say anything.

In the few alternate historical novels that Li Anran has read, there are several protagonists who are "rich" in modern knowledge, and they hate to "send" benefits when they can't see people. After pulling some common sense about the treatment of trauma, Li Anran put down the pottery bowl in his hand and smiled and put forward a suggestion, a suggestion that can be a win-win situation.

"Doctor Sun, I have a prescription in my hand, which can be made into the kind of Chinese patent medicine just mentioned, which is used for nausea, chest tightness, dizziness, motion sickness and seasickness caused by heatstroke."

"It's a pity that my current situation is really inconvenient to make medicine, so I hope to help Changchun Hall help collect the corresponding medicinal materials and work together to make the medicine."

"First, it can allow those who are trapped by heat stroke to get effective relief and treatment, and secondly, I can't hide it, I also need some blockage to do something."

After listening to Li Anran's words, Sun Changgeng didn't care about what a real person wanted to earn, but was very interested in the prescription.

"Since the real person is interested, he should be accompanied. I just don't know ...... this prescription."

If you want to talk about the prescription for treating the symptoms of cold and heat, Sun Changgeng is not without it, but he is even more curious about what kind of immortal prescription this very young real person in front of him can come up with. After a conversation just now, although they talked about some medical skills, under the side knocks, Li Anran also had some understanding of the doctor Sun who came to the door.

Seeing that the other party was very interested, Li Anran, who felt that this Dr. Sun should indeed be good in terms of morality, did not continue to hide his mysterious dress. Although Zhao Er did not have "high-end" stationery such as pens and paper at home, Sun Changgeng, who was a doctor who was ready to prescribe medicine at any time, carried it with him and took it out immediately.

Li Anran, who picked up the brush, couldn't help but recall a little before writing the prescription that his grandfather Li Guizhen held a bamboo whip to urge him to learn calligraphy.

"Thanks to being forced by my grandfather to practice a pretty good calligraphy, and because I wanted to read those Taoist books, I deliberately learned traditional Chinese characters, otherwise I would be really ugly today."

Thinking of this, Li Anran, who was holding the pen in his hand, didn't waste any more time, dipped in the thick ink that Sun Changgeng personally grinded, and after a little calm, he suddenly put down his pen and flew up. Li Anran used his best line, and learned the font of the famous calligrapher Yan Zhenqing, under the supervision of Li Guizhen, this handwriting is really good.

To describe it as a popular phrase on the Internet in later generations, it is definitely a high-end atmosphere. Therefore, Li Anran not only used this hand to make some limelight when he was in school. Even when I was working and studying, because of this handwriting, it was far easier to do a part-time job than ordinary word teaching, but the income was more lucrative.

"Good word! Good word! ”

As a doctor, although in many respects he is far inferior to those in the literary world, it does not prevent Sun Changgeng, a medical heirloom, from seeing the extraordinaryness of this word.

"Huh? Real person, this font is ......"

"Oh, this is what I practiced. Come, Dr. Sun, this is the prescription, and I have written on it how to make it into a finished medicine, so it should not be difficult to understand. ”

Li Anran, who didn't plan to make more entanglements in the words, picked up the paper specially used to write the prescription, waited for the ink on it to dry slightly, and then raised his hand and handed it over.

"This ...... How this makes. ”

Sun Changgeng, who was still tasting words, couldn't care about the words when he heard that someone not only wrote out the prescription, but even wrote down the process of medicine.