A unique scent of a myriad of herbs blended wafts in.

Chen Fusheng got off the carriage, and before he entered the medical hall, his spirit was lifted, and his originally sluggish spirit actually had a slight tendency to heal.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Fusheng sighed and looked up. This breath is not a deliberate recipe, but a wonderful use of countless kinds of hot or cold, warm or cold medicinal materials from all over the world, which have been fermented and brewed in this place for many years.

In addition to the medicinal fragrance, even the plaque of the Rejuvenation Hall is also very charming, "I don't know which famous person these three words are from, far above me." Chen Fusheng exclaimed, "Rejuvenation Hall" between the three big characters faintly burst out of a subtle and high-spirited sense of vitality, the person who wrote these three words in addition to excellent calligraphy, the most rare thing is that the artistic conception implied in these three words is very consistent with this medical hall, there is no wonderful use.

The coachman was right, this Huichun Hall is indeed the most famous medical hall in Yangzhou City, and there is an endless stream of people coming in and out, and even Chen Fusheng saw a few outsiders who were dressed and accented a little different from the locals to come to seek medical treatment.

"You wait here for me for a moment. Chen Fusheng gave an order to the coachman and walked slowly into the medical hall.

As soon as he entered, the divine soul naturally let go of his senses.

"Hey, these three images?" The first thing that attracted Chen Fusheng was the three scrolls hanging in the lobby, because of the age, the original silk fabric had already turned yellowish, and the characters on it were also a little blurry, but Chen Fusheng still saw it at a glance, two of them happened to be the recognized ancestors in the medical hall: Bian Que and Zhang Ji, as for the third person, if Chen Fusheng expected it to be true, it must be the ancestor or teacher in this rejuvenation hall.

These three paintings and the plaque outside are obviously from one person, and I don't know how many years have been hanging in this rejuvenation hall.

"Look" in Chen Fusheng Come, everyone in the lobby, whether rich or poor, old or young, because of the relationship, the heart is filled with extremely strong and rich emotions, or worry, or hope, after the doctors' diagnosis and treatment, it is full of hope, the intensity of the sudden increase, these emotions are not scattered in the invisible, but filled in the rejuvenation hall, like a stormy wave, rushing into the three portraits, and then when they come out again, they are already as docile as water, feeding back to the patients, circulating back and forth, constituting a rather mysterious cycle.

This feedback has an extremely obvious nourishing effect on the patient's spirit and body, and with the medicinal fragrance, as long as he is in this rejuvenation hall for a long time, many minor diseases similar to headache and brain fever can be cured without medicine!

Although Chen Fusheng was extremely interested in this method, he also understood that most of this kind of scene was a coincidence, not an intentional act by a cultivator, and although this effect was good for mortals, it was nothing more. For cultivators, it has little effect, and the first requirement for cultivators to sacrifice and refine Dharma weapons is purity, and this way of refining the beliefs of sentient beings is far from being in harmony with their own minds, and at most it is used as an object, not a Dharma weapon. However, it is very similar to those methods of collecting incense in Shinto, although it is easy to get started, but it will take tens of hundreds of years to achieve a little success, even if the practitioner has a life expectancy far higher than that of ordinary people, it will not be so wasted, not to mention that there is not necessarily any future.

If you want to nourish your body and soul, collecting water and wood essence qi is far more effective than these.

With such a big industry as Huichun Hall, it is naturally impossible for only one doctor to sit in for consultation, although there are many patients, but it didn't take long for Chen Fusheng to hear his turn to be the number plate.

Chen Fusheng straightened his clothes, lifted the curtain between the inner room and the lobby, and walked in.

What appeared in front of Chen Fusheng was an old doctor with fluttering hair, a clear appearance, and a very famous doctor, which was also specially requested by Chen Fusheng, although he was not a doctor, but whether it was practicing or practicing martial arts, he was required to understand this, and understood that ordinary young doctors had little experience and could not prescribe the right medicine. He is not short of consultation fees, so he is naturally the town doctor who asked for it by name.

Cui Xiang is the descendant of the four generations of this Huichun Hall, since he officially sat in the hall at the age of nineteen, he has been practicing medicine for more than 30 years, and he doesn't know how many incurable diseases he has seen.

Hearing someone coming in, Cui Yang put down the pen and paper in his hand and looked up.

"Doctor, I'm tired of traveling in the next few days, I'm a little restless, and I don't sleep very steadily, and I hope to give you a prescription. Chen Fusheng picked up the hem of his robe, sat down in front of Cui Yang, and spoke.

"Oh!" Cui Yang's eyes lit up slightly, and he looked at Chen Fusheng carefully, and only after a long time did he slowly shake his head, as if he understood, and said, "Your Excellency has ever practiced martial arts?"

"Yes, in order to strengthen my body, I did learn some breathing and breathing skills, but I don't know what it has to do with it?"

Cui Xiang stroked the silver beard on his chest, and nodded his head: "Yes, the strong qi and blood of martial arts practitioners can often forcibly suppress the symptoms in the body, since this is the case, the word "hope" is not accurate, or cut the pulse first, and I will ask in detail." ”

After cutting the left side, and then cutting the right side, Cui Yang asked about the symptoms in detail, squinted his eyes for a while, and then slowly spoke: "Childe is mentally damaged, so that he is depressed, if it is an ordinary person, he will naturally be worried, resulting in loss of appetite, trance, nightmares, night sweats, but since Childe is a person who practices martial arts, this corresponding spirit is also much stronger than ordinary people, but there is no big problem, even if you don't prescribe a prescription, it will naturally be good to raise it slowly for a while." ”

Chen Fusheng shook his head: "This disease is too torturous, and I implore Mr. to prescribe a prescription to alleviate this pain." ”

Cui Yang nodded, and said: "Since ancient times, medicine is not as good as food, this disease is originally damaged in the mind and needs to be maintained, and my Cui family's Baihua medicinal wine can just solve this problem." ”

"Hundred Flowers Brew?" Hearing this slightly feminine name, Chen Fusheng thought for a while and asked cautiously: "Then I don't know how to drink this so-called Hundred Flowers Brew?"

"This Baihua brew is not a prescription, and the dosage does not have to be too strict, not to mention that the matter of medication varies from person to person, in my opinion, Gongzi drinks one or two cups every night before going to bed, and he can be slightly drunk. Cui Yang thought for a moment and spoke.

Seeing that Chen Fusheng nodded in agreement, Cui Yang picked up the pen and wrote down a line of words and handed it to Chen Fusheng, "You give this recipe to the guy, and he will naturally take you to get this Baihua Brew." Three days later, if it doesn't work, come back to the Spring Hall, and I'll change the recipe for you. ”