At this time, the red-crowned crane attracted attention and found that after the employee returned to the company, he told his son Wu Xingyun the words of the old man Wu Guozhong. Wu Xingyun was a dutiful son, and the Venerable Master's words were orders, and he personally approached the hotel that had purchased the red-crowned crane as an ingredient for the dish and demanded that it be taken.

The owner of the hotel disagreed, on the grounds that the police had sealed the body of the red-crowned crane as evidence, and had also stamped it, so it was not allowed to move casually, and if it was to move, it had to be approved by the police of the police station that accepted the case. As a result, Wu Xingyun got his wish, and the police at the police station who accepted the case agreed to him to fulfill the request of his father, an old bird guard, to bury the body of the red-crowned crane on the island where he was watching, and erect a monument.

Hades pointed to the monument dedicated to the red-crowned crane that he saw from the mirror and said, "Have you enjoyed the same treatment as a human being?" The soul of the red-crowned crane replied, well, yes, I am very grateful! It seems that both humans and animals will be respected if they have good deeds.

With the time series going back thousands of years, the soul of the red-crowned crane, who was rewarded by the underworld for his good deeds, was reincarnated as a person in the agricultural era, and his parents were famous Chinese medicine practitioners in the Central Plains.

When he was born, he was already fifty and zero, which was considered a late child, and they were overjoyed, and because his son was a descendant of the He family, he was named He Qixi.

He Qixi was in this family of traditional Chinese medicine, he was nurtured since he was a child, and his parents kept it a secret from the outside world, he was able to treat ordinary patients independently at the age of twelve or thirteen, and the prescription patients were cured after taking it.

When he was twenty years old, He Qixi's medical skills were even better, and even better than his parents in some aspects. Due to the advanced age of his parents, the deadline has come, and when he was ill, he was unable to return to heaven, and he died soon after. Before his parents died, they had a short last word, which he remembered in his heart, and he was always respected every time he hung a pot to help the world.

He often treated the poor free of charge, and he paid very little for the rich. At that time, a woman went about seeking medical treatment for her husband, whose belly was as swollen as a bucket and covered with sores, but the property was pawned and still not cured.

She found He Qixi and promised that as long as my husband was cured, I would be like-minded, and in order to repay you well, my husband would agree.

How glad to see that this woman was in a good manner, and was not moved by what she said, but said, let's not talk about this for now, but first look at your husband's symptoms. The woman thought that Ho Qixi, like the other Langzhong, was not sure that her husband's illness would be cured, and she did not hope.

Unexpectedly, after seeing the symptoms of her husband, He Qixi only prescribed a simple but wonderful prescription, so that the patient did not take any medicine, but only took a tablespoon of quicklime soaked water three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, this kind of filtered water is particularly clear, after the patient took it for a period of time, the bulging belly slowly subsided and calmed down, and the sores on the body were slowly retracted, no longer festering and pus and becoming dry and scabbed.

Three months later, her husband was cured of an illness that had not been cured for decades. The woman found Ho Ki to fulfill the promise she had made in person. Unexpectedly, he Qixi said, this is not good, my parents were both Langzhong before their deaths, and they had a good reputation among the people, and they left their last words when they were dying, and my father said to me, if you want to make progress in medical skills, you must figure out the way of medicine; My mother also told me that if you want the world to praise you, you must pay attention to medical ethics.

Now that I have cured your husband's illness, it is the harvest of my medical understanding; You and your husband want to repay me, and I have received this feeling, but I cannot accept this kind of reward, and by doing so, you are disrespecting yourself, and you have dishonored your name and my reputation.

I did not cure your husband for the sake of your personal promise. If I accept this kind of reward from you, I will destroy the medical ethics that I have always adhered to, and I will be ashamed of my Master, so it is absolutely not okay to say this. All right! It is my duty as a man to cure your husband, and I don't need you to reciprocate. He Qixi said this, and sure enough, he did not ask the woman for a penny.

That night, He Qixi fell asleep peacefully, and dreamed that a god said to him, "You have done meritorious medicine and have not taken advantage of the danger of others to fornicate with other women, and you have been given an official position by the holy decree of God, and a reward of 50,000 yuan a year."

Soon, when the queen of the dynasty fell ill, the emperor asked the courtiers to find He Qixi to cure the queen's illness, and then named He Qixi as the imperial doctor.

A few years later, the emperor died, and there was infighting in the court, and He Qixi felt a danger of being overwhelmed by the cold in a high place, so he resigned and retired. He came to a mountain village called Qilichong, where the roads were uneven and uneven, and there were seven bends. Although it is quite remote, there are many villagers who come and go.

Especially at night, people often walk in the dark, and they may as well roll down into the ditch when it is cold, some fall into the skin and face are swollen, and some have broken their feet or injured their ankles. Fortunately, He Qixi, who was incognito, put a house here, and hung a clinic sign called He Liukou, He Liukou, of course, was changed from He Qixi's original name. He is here, treating people, and he is really too busy, but he comes one by one, and to the satisfaction of the patients, he treats one by one, and the cured patients have almost no sequelae.

The people nearby all called this He Liukou a miracle doctor, and none of them knew that he was He Qixi, who had been an imperial doctor in the imperial court. Soon people used to call him He Langzhong, and they respected him very much, which of course benefited from his amazing medical skills.

As the saying goes: those who can work harder. There are many people in Qilichong Mountain Village, there are many people who walk at night, and there are many people who are injured by falls. He Langzhong suddenly thought, can I make Qilichong have fewer patients?

It's only when there are fewer patients that I'm more relaxed. Of course, he is not for the sake of ease, but for the sake of Qili Chong people to be less sick, just like the self-exhortation couplet written by the noble man of virtue in the apricot forest, "I hope that the people in the world are not sick, and I would rather have insects in the cabinet", which is also regarded as the conscience of He Langzhong.

A few days later, and even longer, on the road of Qilichong Mountain Village, the number of people walking at night did not decrease, but the number of people who fell and injured them decreased or eliminated. What is the reason for this?

The people of Qili Chongshan Village slowly figured out that every night from Shenshi to Zishi (that is, from 7 o'clock to 12 o'clock in the evening), there was an old man holding a torch to illuminate the people walking at night in Qili Chongshan Village, so that they could return to their warm home smoothly without being tripped and injured, and this old man holding a torch was He Langzhong.

Someone asked, He Langzhong, you treat people, you can also charge some treatment fees, you light people with torches to light the night road, but people don't have money for you, you help people like this, isn't it in vain?

He Langzhong replied with a smile, where? I'm helping myself, you think, there used to be too many people who fell and injured themselves every day when they walked at night, and they couldn't see me when they came to see a doctor, and they couldn't help but see me, so they were so busy that they didn't have time to eat or sleep, and they couldn't wait to drag me down.

Well, now that there are fewer people who have been injured by falling on the night road, or even none, I am much more relaxed, and I have enough time to eat and sleep, isn't this helping me?

He Langzhong set out to light the torches for the night walkers in Qilichong Mountain Village, no matter the lightning and thunder, or the night of wind and snow, he did it without regrets. After he persisted for 30 years, there was a miracle, He Langzhong's arm that had been holding the torch did not need to hold the torch anymore, as long as it was raised, it would shine brightly, illuminating the night sky of Qilichong Mountain Village as if it were day.

The world doesn't understand what this is all about, but in fact, this is a kind of pure and good will, which has reached a qualitative sublimation with the infinite increase of time, thus playing a miraculous role. Yes, in his old age, He Langzhong, who is still willing to serve the people, looks refreshed, his eyes are bright, and he is even more masculine and tough than a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties.