Chapter 45: The Old Man in the Mountains
Lin Fanghe rode Tang Yu out of the capital, went all the way north, crossed the stone bridge, waded through the creek, and went straight to the bamboo town in the suburbs along the official road. At a three-way intersection, I paused slightly, and after being guided by a passer-by, I turned to the trail and ran towards a lush green mountain.
When you get to the bottom of the mountain, you can kick off the horse. He found a sturdy little tree and tied the horse to it. He bent down again, picked Tang Yu off the horse, carried it on his shoulder, and winded all the way up the mountain.
Lin Fanghe climbed the mountain in one breath and rested for a while. He went down the sheep intestine path and entered the deep valley.
There is a cave in the valley.
The stream is murmuring, and the spring is quiet. As far as the eye can see, there seems to be a thatched cottage hidden in the green leaves. He carried Tang Yu on his back and walked quickly. Passing through the grass and jumping over the mountain stream, it took a while to come to a small courtyard with bamboo fences. The courtyard is full of flowers, the fragrance is overflowing, and countless mountain bees fly in and out in the sun, buzzing the camp to collect honey.
Lin Fanghe put down Tang Yu, didn't shout, and only gently pushed the courtyard door open. When I looked inside, I saw an old man about eighty years old, dressed in a cloth coat and wearing a hat, leaning over to play with flowers and plants. He cried out, "Father, I have come for you. β
The old man turned his head and did not speak, but only made a slight gesture in the direction of the room. He clapped his hands, took off his hat, and held it in one hand. The old man was full of silver threads, his face was like a heavy jujube, and his two long-lived eyebrows like frost and snow hung down long. The long beard is pure white, sparse and bright. Although he is close to old age, he has a magnificent torso, a pair of eyes that are sharp, and he has some bearing in his gestures. Lin Fanghe picked up Tang Yu, followed behind the old man, and slowly walked up the stairs in front of the door.
The old man pushed open the half-hidden wooden door and entered the house.
Lin Fanghe followed.
The room is spacious, there is a wooden bed against the back wall, a pair of wooden benches, and there is also a bamboo table in front of the window, with a pair of chess sets. Flower hoes and shovels are neatly placed in the corners of the wall. The interior windows are bright and clean. Lin Fanghe stepped over and put Tang Yuping on the wooden bed.
The old man put down his hat, raised his eyes to look at Lin Fanghe, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"He was poisoned and in very serious condition. Lin Fanghe lowered his hand and replied carefully: "If you don't treat it in time, I'm afraid you will be in danger of your life......
The old man nodded and went to the bed. Lin Fanghe hurriedly moved a wooden stool and handed it over and stood aside. The old man sat on the board and leaned over to check: "The poison in this patient is not light!"
Lin Fanghe was anxious and hurriedly asked, "Father, can you cure this poison?"
"Who dares to say that it can cure all diseases. The old man smiled faintly: "Let's see the condition first......
"Then you can do it. β
The old man stretched out his hand, opened Tang Yu's eyelids, and observed his pupils. Then he took out a cloth bag, opened the clip, took out a silver needle, pried open the mouth and pierced the base of the patient's tongue. He pulled it out a little, sniffed it on the end of his nose, and said, "When did he get the poison, and who gave it? Why is it that there is both the red of the crane and the liquid of the 'viper' of the crown of strange poison......
"I don't know when. It should be Chen Fangfang who was poisoned. β
"This girl is getting more and more paranoid. The use of poison is getting more and more bizarre. The old man put down the silver needle and said with certainty: "In addition to the crane top red and viper liquid, this poison also contains grass Gu salivation. Grass Gu is a very powerful poisonous insect in the deep mountains and dense forests of western Yunnan, with long whiskers and fat belly, purple eyes and serrated teeth, green all over, and its wings are very sound. In the spring and autumn season, mating and ovulation, its saliva black toxicity is violent, and the tip of the needle can poison a ploughing cow. β
"So, is there any way to save it?"
"Although there is a method, it may not work...... the old man hesitated a little, and said: "This person is poisoned too deeply, and he has not been treated in time." Whether it can be cured or not, I'm not sure. β
Lin Fanghe said: "If there is hope, it must be cured. Help, father, I'll give you a deal of helpβit's a human life anyway. β
The old man nodded yes. He asked Lin Fanghe to take off the patient's shoes and socks, opened the wallet again, and pulled out a sharp and thin knife from it. A cross incision was made in the palm of Tang Yu's foot and hand, and another pill was poured out of the porcelain bottle. The pills are dark brown, bone-licking, and shiny. He said: "This is our ancestral antidote medicine, which is made of 38 flavors of traditional Chinese medicine, which clears the plague and dispels the poison, which is very effective." β
Lin Fanghe pinched the pill, put it in Tang Yu's mouth, pressed the two joints on his back, and buckled it inward, Tang Yu's throat moved, and swallowed the medicine. After a while, the old man began to push the acupuncture points on the patient's chest and feet, pushed and pressed them, and then took off a few golden needles, put them between his fingers, and pushed them with great luck, piercing them directly between Tang Yu's eyebrows. Then put a few more stitches on each temple. Tang Yu's hands and feet flicked, and a faint moan came out of his throat. Lin Fanghe held his breath and didn't dare to move. He is proficient in medical science, and knows that the place where the needle is applied is the deadly acupoint of the human body, and the meridians converge with thousands of threads.
The old man also looked solemn.
He twisted the tail of the golden needle and swirled it slowly, and sweat beaded on his forehead.
After a long time, a black bead of blood oozed out from the tail of the needle, accumulating more and more, and finally fell with a "drop". The end of the needle soon condensed a second drop. Only then did Lin Fanghe understand that these golden needles were empty, and they were pierced into the human body to rely on the dissolution and guidance of the antidote pills, and their own blood circulation gradually removed the toxins from the body.
The old man also massaged and applied needles to other parts of the patient from time to time. There were thirty or twenty drops of black blood, and it slowly stopped. There was also a lot of black blood flowing from the incisions on the hands and feet. The old man sighed, plucked out the gold needles one by one, burned the wine, wiped it with fine cotton paper, and put it back in his wallet. He said, "It's so dangerous, this young man went to the palace of Hades for a while?"
"Is he okay now?"
"It's hard to say. The old man took out a packet of medicinal powder, handed it to Lin Fanghe, and instructed: "You go and boil some boiling water, put it in a large wooden barrel, wait for the water to be warm, add the medicinal powder and stir evenly, and then soak and scrub the patient's upper and lower clothes." If you sweat all over your body when you are young, it's fine. If there is chills and fever, and the skin and flesh are bruised, it means that the toxicity has not been removed from the roots......"
"I see. β
The old man checked the patient's complexion again, put away the utensils, and said, "When he is cured, you can go down the mountain......
"Wait. Lin Fanghe raised his hand and saluted, still reluctant: "The two of us have said goodbye to the Jiming Temple in the capital in the seventeenth year of Hongwu, and the white horse has passed through the gap, and we haven't seen each other for more than ten years in an instant. The child could not listen to the teachings, and he missed his father very much......"
"Lingyun ambitious people, don't be a child. β
The old man paused for a moment, and then said, "My father is now eighty years old, and his body is strong, but he is rare in ancient times. Living in the mountains for a long time, he is not polluted with dust, and he does not ask about the cold and heat. Although it is inevitable that the lone lamp is accompanied by loneliness, it also ends quietly. β
"My father was a handsome back then, and when he led the troops to fight Poyang Lake, he dared to attack Zhu Yuanzhang's thousands of troops with only three warships. Invincible all the way, he almost took his head. Lin Fanghe was fascinated: "Your courage makes future generations sigh at themselves!"
The old man seemed unwilling to talk about the old things, so he interrupted him: "Don't talk about those old things?" Alas, the general who used to be stubborn and stubborn in the past is now just a monk in the mountains who hoes and plants flowers and pulls out hardships to save the needy. In the prime of life, the banner embraces ten thousand people, and the brocade suddenly rides across the river, recalling the past eventful years, the surging sea of blood, and the golden iron horse, all of which have been replaced by today's Xiao Temple evening bell, green lights and yellow rolls. For me, this is probably the best ending...... Okay, without further ado, you go and boil water, don't delay the patient......" Then he turned around and walked out of the house.