The wooden floor clattered.

Since the Langya boy Zhuge Ke was fished out of the well, he was anxiously pacing in the study, holding the "Original Dao" written by Guan Lin.

He passed by the door several times, hesitated for a while, sighed again, and retreated.

Mi Yang walked in and told him, "Don't sigh, Childe is back!" ”

With just this sentence, Zhuge Ke's eyes suddenly lit up.

After a short time, Guan Lin had already stepped in, he glanced at Zhuge Ke, and immediately motioned for him to sit down.

After a few plans, the two knelt on both sides.

Speaking of which, this is the first formal meeting between Guan Lin and Zhuge Ke, a pair of teenagers of the same age.

The first time the two met was in the bathroom, and they met frankly.

The second time, Zhuge Ke went berserk and broke in.

His own part poured tea for Guan Lin, Guan Lin lifted the tea cup, and asked while blowing gently.

"Listen to Mi Yang say that you are enlightened?"

"Enlightened a little!"

"Tell me about it."

"Sitting in a well and watching the sky, it is said that the sky is small, and the sky is not small... Everything should not be decided too early, including the good and evil of Guan Sigongzi! ”

"That's it?" Guan Lin sighed faintly and closed his eyes, as if he had erased the glitz in his eyes, and seemed to be a little disappointed in Zhuge Ke's perception.

And Guan Lin's conversation with Zhuge Ke is extremely fast, like a quick question and answer, without giving Zhuge Ke much time to think at all.

"Can't see Tarzan in a leaf?" Zhuge Ke asked rhetorically.

Guan Lin shook his head again, "Isn't that still the meaning of sitting in a well and watching the sky?" ”

At this time, it was difficult for Zhuge Ke, he thought for a while, and then opened his mouth: "I know, it's prejudice!" ”

"Prejudice must have its soil, and while eliminating prejudice, we must retain a more perfect and beautiful backbone, rather than replacing another prejudice with one prejudice, and not taking care of the soil while eliminating prejudice, so that the soil eruption will cause greater problems!"

Belch...

Zhuge Ke said a lot in one breath, and Guan Lin subconsciously scratched his head.

Zhuge Ke was still complacent, "Am I right?" ”

"—you're right, a hammer!" Guan Lin immediately retorted, he pointed to a vat outside the door and said loudly: "Let me ask you, if a three-year-old child accidentally falls into that vat?" How will you be saved? ”

A very simple question.

Zhuge Ke thought slightly, and then said: "I will add water to it, or put stones, and then with the buoyancy of water, the child will naturally float out of the water tank." ”

Hehe...

Hearing this, Guan Lin said "hehe".

- "Isn't this a crow drinking water?"

He sneered, "I hope that kid wasn't choked to death by you before he surfaced!" Or be stoned to death by you! ”

This...

Zhuge Ke was stunned.

Guan Lin saw that Mi Yang was also there, so he simply threw this question to him, "Mi Gongzi, you can talk about it." ”

Mi Yang was originally paying attention to the dialogue here.

But I didn't expect that this question would be thrown to me, and immediately... From a mathematical point of view, he replied: "All I can think of is to put up three planks at the mouth of the cylinder to form a triangle, and I can squat on the three planks and fish out this child!" ”

Really...

As Guan Lin expected, Mi Yang's solution can never be separated from mathematics.

Damn it – the triangle has stability!

Guan Lin sighed "sigh", and then said: "It's not good, what if there are no planks nearby?" How to solve this problem. ”

This...

Mi Yang was also silent, and for a while, Mi Yang and Zhuge Ke both raised their eyes and looked at Guan Lin with blank eyes, hoping to hear the answer from his mouth.

After a long time, Guan Lin finally spoke: "If it were me, I would just take a stone and smash this cylinder, so... One of the children can be rescued immediately. ”

"Ahh

Mi Yang and Zhuge Ke were both shocked, and looked at Guan Lin incredibly, but if you think about it carefully, it seems... This is indeed the quickest and best solution.

But here's the problem... Why didn't they think of it?

Especially Zhuge Ke, he felt... Between him and Guan Lin, there seems to be a layer of something, and this layer of things makes him seem to never reach Guan Lin's "height" and "position"!

Guan Lin's words continued, "I smashed the cylinder to save people, but if you can't see the children in the cylinder, then you will definitely blame me, you will misunderstand me, and you will say that I deliberately damaged this cylinder. But in fact, what is my purpose? What is my heart? I'm just here to save people! ”

Guan Lin's words compared his behavior of saving Zhang Zhongjing to "smashing the cylinder" to save people.

And Guan Lin wants to tell Zhuge Ke and Miyang much more than that.

"But... Why, if you think about it... You can't think of smashing the cylinder to save people? Why do you always want to keep that jar? Also, what is this jar that you can't give up in your hearts? ”

Speaking of this, Guan Lin's eyes looked at Zhuge Ke again.

"Once you have figured this out, you will truly understand this 'original way', and your thoughts and actions will be different!"

This...

Why can't you think of it?

Why do you have to keep that jar?

What exactly is the jar in this heart?

So the soul asks three questions.

Zhuge Ke and Mi Yang couldn't help frowning, they looked at each other, and what they could see from each other's eyes was dazed, dazed, or dazed.

Guan Lin stretched his waist, "You continue to taste, taste... I'm going to have to catch up on sleep. ”

Speaking of this, Guan Lin did not forget to tell Zhang Xingcai, "Sister Xingcai, if there is news from your father's side, tell me as soon as possible!" ”

Talking...

Guan Lin was about to go to the house.

But at this moment... A loud, hurried voice came from outside the door.

"-Fourth Son, Fourth Son!"

Guan Lin looked for prestige.

- It's Liaohua!

Guan Lin was a little surprised when he boarded, didn't he just see it? How... So fast? Not again?

From afar, I could only hear Liao Hua shouting.

- "Guan Gong is in a hurry, the fourth son... The four sons of God calculated Jingzhou! ”

As soon as this statement came out...

Zhuge Ke was stunned, Miyang was stunned, but Guan Lin... He subconsciously opened his eyes and muttered in his heart.

- "Yes, the ships were saved, right?" Daddy did it!'

- "Can the 'Four Princes God Calculate Jingzhou'? This said... It's not like Daddy's tone!'

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Changsha County, on the banks of the Laodao River, next to Luohan Village.

When Diao Chan rushed back here, it was already ten minutes of sunset.

But inexplicably, Zhangjiazhuang was full of people, including the villagers in the village, and the apricot forest doctors who came here to hold Zhang Zhongjing's grievances because of the Diao Chan beating the Dengwen drum, as well as those who came all the way here to seek medical advice.

Diao Chan didn't see the figures of his junior brothers "Du Du" and "Wei Xun"...

- "Could it be that Lord Liao is lying to me?"

- "Two junior brothers... Wasn't he released by Guan Sigongzi?'

Diao Chan couldn't help but think in his heart.

But at this moment...

"—you get on your knees!"

A low and poignant roar came from Zhangjiazhuang, from the crowd.

And as this voice came into Diao Chan's ears, her eyes suddenly condensed, and her mood was also deeply pinched.

- "Father-in-law... Be... It's the voice of the Father-in-law! ”

Diao Chan couldn't imagine that his father-in-law, Zhang Zhongjing, who had been lying on the bed for half a year, could still let out such a roar...

It's like the last "elegy".

Subconsciously, Diao Chan bit her lip, and no longer cared about the woman's dignity, and ran madly towards the crowd.

At this moment, Zhang Zhongjing, he was holding the door frame outside the house with one hand, and his face was calm... looked at the eldest disciple Wang Shuhe who was kneeling beside him.

It is obvious that Zhang Zhongjing's state at this moment can be seen.

It is hard to imagine that this miracle doctor, who has traveled all his life, searched for medicine, visited famous doctors, and searched for a cure for typhoid fever, his current body is like a gust of wind that can be blown down.

Compared with half a year ago, he has lost dozens of pounds, and the medical robe that could have been held up is now worn on his body, where is there still a little bit of the demeanor of a "medical saint", but it is as funny as a monkey.

The eldest disciple Wang Shuhe knelt on the ground, but he especially supported his master's body.

Looking at the current appearance of the master, he thought of "returning to the light".

What comes to mind is... Be...

Every time he thought about this, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

He barely supported his master, he raised his head, and in full view of everyone, he opened his mouth.

"Master, this disaster was caused by the disciple. It was the disciple who insisted on not letting the fourth prince of Naguan see the master, so he caused this disaster. ”

"The disciple and the two junior disciples... Maybe they haven't been out for a long time, and the disciples are thinking about nothing more than the last... In the end, I accompanied the master, did not let the noise from the outside world interfere with the master, and let the master recuperate, but... But he never wanted to offend Guan Sigongzi, let the second junior brother and the third junior brother be taken away, and let the senior sister beat the drum, which made everyone know... It's so noisy that even the master knows! ”

"Master, master, you have always taught us 'the benevolence of the doctor', taught us to 'study the ancient teachings diligently, and learned from all sides', taught us 'the husband is for medicine, and life is tied to it, and should not be careless', and taught us that 'medicine is used to help the world, and the art is more expensive than fine', the master also said that these are all 'the virtues of the doctor'!"

"But... With the current appearance of the master, where can the disciples go out and heal others with peace of mind? How could the disciples dare to let the sick come to see the master and make the master feel troubled? Master... Master, you are also a patient! Disciples... Lifting the pot to help the world, saving the world is 'virtue', is it to save the master... Isn't that 'virtue'? Even if it's not 'virtue', then it deserves the word 'filial piety', right? Heaven, earth, king, parent, teacher... Ask directly about the heart to choose one, there is no perfection in the world, and the vain child must not be ashamed, but he will have no regrets! ”

Uncle Wang said a lot in one breath.

At this time, Diao Chan also squeezed to the front, like... She realized that because of her drums, countless people from the apricot grove poured into the banks of the Laodao River.

It should have been hidden... I can't hide it all.

And the master... He... He knew everything about the old man.

It is precisely because of this that the master is so angry, he will not hesitate to leave the bed, he will walk out of the house, and he will have this thunderous anger.

"-Father..."

Diao Chan hurriedly went to help Zhang Zhongjing... The light and crumbling body made Diao Chan feel distressed.

Who would have thought that Zhang Zhongjing slammed towards Diao Chan.

- "You also kneel!" ”

With a "snap", Diao Chan didn't dare to make her father-in-law angry, she hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Don't be angry, daughter... Daughters shouldn't go to the drums, daughters... The daughter has already regretted it. ”

"No...", but seeing Zhang Zhongjing at this moment, he seemed to have exhausted his last strength, he stood up straight, and he shouted reluctantly, as if he had already had a draft. Uncle He, and you...'Hongchang'! ”

"Master..."

"Father..."

Wang Shuhe and Diao Chan knelt in front of Zhang Zhongjing.

"Since you just said, 'There is no perfection in the world, and you can't ask for shame and no regrets', then as a teacher today, you will... I'll just teach you a little bit at the end, which has nothing to do with medical theory, but about the most important virtue of a doctor... Listen well, everyone has their own life, I, Zhang Zhongjing, have this serious disease, there is no cure, I don't blame anyone! Can... Ahem..."

Zhang Zhongjing coughed lightly.

However, he quickly pressed his chest, as if to suppress these coughs, he didn't want to be interrupted by this damn cough again to the teachings of the righteous daughter and the disciple.

His voice came out again, much hoarse than before.

"——For the teacher, he said 'the benevolence of the doctor', said 'the doctor helps the world', said 'diligently seek ancient teachings, learn from all sides', said 'the virtue of the doctor', and said so much, but in the end, when he was about to die, he forgot about these, and the virtue of the doctor became something that could not be seen or touched?"

"Shuhe, Hongchang, it may be unfair to you to say this, but the fate of my generation of doctors is to cure diseases and save people, if it is because of fear of death, if it is because of greed for life, if it is because of survival, you forget the fate of treating diseases and saving people, then how can doctors be worthy of 'benevolence' and 'virtue'?"

Zhang Zhongjing's body was shaky.

But inexplicably, when he finally admonished his disciples, he was standing tall, looking so tall and burly!

"——We doctors can die under the butcher's knife of this troubled world, we can die in the main hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion like the divine doctor Hua Tuo, we can die in front of tens of millions of people, but as long as we are not dead and there is still a breath of air, we can't retreat, we shouldn't retreat."

"——When it is time to die, we will die calmly, but as long as we live, we should go to heal the sick, so that more people can see healing, see survival, see the hope of living, and so on... In order to remind the world that they can put their lives in the hands of our apricot forest without hesitation, the 'benevolence' and our 'virtue' of our apricot forest doctors are true! ”

"-You... Ahem... What you have done is to block the door of our hospital and block the way for the sick to seek medical treatment, whether it is Guan Sigongzi or this vast number of patients, if you ask Guan Sigongzi for sin, isn't that for the sick, how can there be a doctor in this world who asks the truth of the sick who comes to the door? How does this make the world view our apricot forest? What do you think of me? Looking at the benevolence of this healer? ”

"I, Zhang Zhongjing, know that my life will not be long, but before I die, I must not fall into the benevolence of this apricot forest, the virtue of this apricot forest, all the 'doctors', Zhang Mou Wener and others want to stop the diagnosis to seek justice for me, and the benevolence of my apricot forest must not be implemented. Xinglin will never refuse to be diagnosed, starting from Zhang, all those who seek medical consultation, whether they are traitors or criminals, or the crime is extremely evil, all those who come to me will not refuse, and those who come will be diagnosed, and those who seek medical consultation from me Zhang Zhongjing, as long as I Zhang Zhongjing is there, I will sit in the clinic and take the prescription! ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Zhongjing shouted, "Shuhe, take it as the teacher's table and stool, and today the teacher will sit in front of this mansion for consultation, and finally, finally, do the doctor again again, and set a rule for the apricot forest!" All of you who have traveled thousands of miles to ask the doctor, Zhang will never let you return empty-handed, come, sit in turn in the hall! Take the pulse, open the prescription! ”

Especially in the last "sit in the hall, take the pulse, and open the prescription...", Zhang Zhongjing's words were almost hoarse.

Uncle Wang's eyes were full of tears, but he followed the master and shouted:

- "The Tutor... Sit in front of the family teacher, everyone... Everyone, queue up for a consultation! ”

Diao Chan hugged Zhang Zhongjing's leg and kept shouting.

"Father-in-law, father-in-law..."

In the crowd, everyone was also in tears, and no one could bear to go up... Consult Zhang Zhongjing.

There are still a few old doctors, shaking their heads, while persuading these people to come to the door for consultation.

"Go ahead... Go ahead! Otherwise... It's a shame to disappoint Doctor Zhang! ”

It was as if they had a premonition of something, and their voices were pathetic.

That's it...

Zhang Zhongjing saw the first patient, who had a severe toothache, and Zhang Zhongjing prescribed the white tiger soup in "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases".

The second disease is thirst-quenching disease, which is later known as diabetes.

Zhang Zhongjing opened the Wumei pill prescription in "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases".

He can no longer hold the pen, but when the index and middle fingers check the pulse, he is especially steady.

It's like the "muscle memory" formed by 50 years of practicing medicine, this "muscle memory" has completely transcended his body and almost coexists with his soul.

As long as he opens his eyes, he can take the pulse and open the prescription!

Zhang Zhongjing read the prescription.

"- Nine coins of cinnamon branches, nine coins of dried ginger..."

Uncle Wang repeated with the tears he was holding back, "Nine coins of cinnamon branches, nine coins of dried ginger..."

The countless healers in the surrounding apricot groves also said loudly in unison.

"- Nine coins of cinnamon branches, nine coins of dried ginger..."

It was as if they were going to use this voice to call Zhang Zhongjing and make him realize that they were with Doctor Zhang... Let Doctor Zhang not fall asleep.

Once asleep, maybe... Perhaps, they will have to say goodbye to this healer.

"——Nine coins of schisandra, three coins of bamboo leaves, three coins of swirling flowers, more than half of two coins of jujubes, three coins of ochre and three coins..."

First came Zhang Zhongjing's voice.

Then there is Uncle Wang and the voice when he puts pen to paper. "Nine coins of schisandra, three coins of bamboo leaves, three coins of spiral flowers, more than half of two coins of jujube, three coins of ochre and three coins..."

Then came a group of apricot forest doctors full of sad tears.

- "Nine coins of schisandra, three coins of bamboo leaves, three coins of swirling flowers, more than half of two coins of jujubes, and three coins of ochre!" ”

The whole scene is spectacular.

Zhang Zhongjing did not forget to advise the patient. "Four catties of water, decoction of one and a half catties, divided into three times of the day and once of the night, cough cough... Ahem..."

He finally couldn't hold back his cough anymore, but he still reluctantly opened his mouth to tell the patient.

"—Remember to be warm... Lukewarm... Warm! ”

"Thank you Doctor Zhang..."The diabetic patient hurriedly thanked him, and in the end, he fell to his knees and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

Zhang Zhongjing tried hard to support him...

But he never thought that at this moment, Zhang Zhongjing's face suddenly flushed, and his eyes suddenly seemed to be fixed.

"—Clansmen... My people of Nanyang, the plague... Pestilence... Typhoid, typhoid! ”

He seemed to be in a daze, and he was saying inexplicable things. "—Why are you all dead, this plague... This damn plague... Yes... Ahh

It was as if he had suddenly become a child, and he witnessed the appearance of Nanyang County because of typhoid fever and the plague.

He's still talking crazy things.

"- Xiangyang City, Wang Shenxian, he must have a way to cure typhoid fever, I will go to Xiangyang to apprentice... Apprentice...; ”

"——How can a doctor 'not be able to shake hands to a foot'? How can you ask for money for the sake of medicine..."

"—Looking, smelling, asking, cutting, the dialectic of typhoid fever and miscellaneous diseases... There is a depth of disease, so that the medicine has a weight and light, we are waiting for the doctor, when... Be on duty... Diligent in seeking ancient teachings, always with the ambition to help others... Learn from all sides, don't follow the trend! ”

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Some healers know... Maybe this is Dr. Zhang's last "return to the light"!

He is looking back on his life of "selfless dedication" and "great virtue of the doctor"!

And at this moment, Zhang Zhongjing's throat suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, blood poured down, he staggered, and the last trace of strength seemed to be drained from him.

His eyes went dark, as if he was unconscious.

Diao Chan was in a trance for a while, and Zhang Zhongjing's body fell down alive.

Countless people poured up, and many people said in unison with a sad voice.

- "Doctor Zhang... Doctor Zhang! ”

Diao Chan was about to collapse, and he was busy picking up Zhang Zhongjing.

The stepfather at this moment... The body is floating, that is, it is lighter than a woman.

Uncle Wang probed Zhang Zhongjing's snort, "The master is still angry, the master is still angry... Fast... Hurry back and help me back! ”

Diao Chan's tearful eyes flashed a trace of coldness, and she gritted her silver teeth, "I can't move... Can't move... Let the stepfather take a break. Even if it is death, the father-in-law will definitely insist on falling on this 'hall', this... This must be the last wish of my father! ”

I blurted out this.

Whether it is Zhang Zhongjing's eldest disciple Wang Shuhe, or the surrounding Xinglin doctors, or the villagers of Zhangjiazhuang, they are patients who come to seek medical advice...

They were silent, and in the air, there were only tears in their eyes and the sound of sobbing.

It seems that in an instant, everyone has some kind of heartfelt tacit understanding to quietly bid farewell to this "famous", "highly respected" and "always cherished the heart of helping the world".

That's when it happened.

"-Master..."

Almost at the same time, two voices groaned at the same time.

It was Zhang Zhongjing's second disciple Du Du and third disciple Wei Xun, and they came back.

Seeing the master like this...

The two quickly stepped forward.

"Master, master..."

Wang Shuhe looked surprised, "Senior brother... You guys..."

Du Du and Wei Xun didn't care about those, Du Du hurriedly said: "Third junior brother, those medicinal materials that I just bought, hurry... Hurry up and decoction, treat it according to medium scorchemia, now... Immediately, I have to pour the 'Xiao Jianzhong soup' to the master immediately! And also... There is also a cinnamon branch and peony soup also... You need to be prepared too! ”

Wei Xun did not hesitate.

He nodded heavily: "I... I know! ”

As he spoke, he had already taken the newly purchased herbs and went to decoction them.

Uncle Wang and Diao Chan both looked at Du Du dumbfounded...

Du Du bit his lip tightly, his eyes never leaving Zhang Zhongjing's cheek.

He was observing, in the incomparably delicate observation.

- "Anastomosis, syncope, exactly the same as the symptoms in the book, well... Great, great! Guan Sigongzi is honest and doesn't deceive me, he is saved... There is salvation!'

I thought so.

Du Du hurriedly replied to Uncle Wang and Diao Chan, "Senior brother, senior sister, don't ask so much first, I... I have a way to save the master! ”

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(End of chapter)