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Sun Changgeng is in his forties, and his medical skills are passed down from his family. Although he is not very famous, he has a good reputation among ordinary people in Lantian County. It is not surprising that he can come so far away.

A doctor who treats a poor villager, let alone his medical skills, is definitely not bad in terms of medical ethics and character.

Originally, after hearing about Zhao Erbao's injury, Sun Changgeng speculated that even if he might not be able to make it in time, even if he did catch up, it would be a disaster. However, doctors have the heart of parents. In Sun Changgeng's view, it didn't matter whether he could make it in time or not.

, we could not let this life pass away, so we took the medicine box and followed him to Zhaojiacun.

After arriving at the entrance of the village, before they could even rush to Zhao Erbao's house, Sun Changgeng and the villagers who invited him heard that Zhao Erbao's injury had been cured by a miracle doctor. An ordinary doctor would probably have gone to the hospital for nothing.

He was angry, but Sun Changgeng had no such thoughts. Instead, he was faintly worried.

According to what he learned about the condition, Zhao Erbao was seriously injured. With his own medical skills, he only tried his best, but someone could cure that kind of injury in such a short period of time. If he wasn't a miracle doctor, he could only be a liar.

Sun Changgeng, who is a doctor, is very aware that some unscrupulous scum in the industry do not care about the life and death of patients in order to make money, and they will deceive as much as they can.

So he didn't leave in a hurry, but came to Zhao Erbao's house to see what was going on. If he really met a liar, he could try his best to save him. If he really met a miracle doctor, in Sun Changgeng's view

It's not a bad thing. Even if you can't learn other people's methods, the two sides can still compare their medical skills.

When Sun Changgeng arrived at Zhao Erbao's house, not only did he not see the normal crying scene, but he found that the family, old and young, were all very happy. After careful questioning, he found out that the people from the village were

He summoned a Taoist priest named Chunyang Zhenren and used an incredible medical skill to cure Zhao Erbao's injuries.

Sun Changgeng, who was already preconceived, now felt that he had met a liar. He hurriedly entered the room and checked Zhao Erbao's injuries. It turned out that it was better not to check, but as soon as he checked, he was immediately struck by the wound that looked like a centipede.

The stitching marks were so shocking that I couldn't speak, and I was dumbfounded on the spot.

After finally regaining his composure, Sun Changgeng understood the benefits of this method for wound healing with just a moment of reflection, but he was even more excited. In addition, the medicine bottle and the medicine bottle made of unknown materials

Strange pills, no matter how stupid Sun Changgeng is, he knows that this time he has met a real master.

After using the excuse of checking the wound and carefully remembering the requirements for suturing the wound and someone's repeated reminders before, he rushed to Zhao Er's house. Zhao Qingshan, the elder of the clan who heard that Sun Changgeng was invited,

I happened to rush over. I heard that the other party wanted to see someone, so I volunteered to be the "lead party".

Even though he had heard that Master Chunyang was not very old when he was at Zhao Erbao's house, when Sun Changgeng saw him, he was still stunned.

"Master Sun, this is Dr. Sun Changgeng. Among the ten miles and eight villages, his medical ethics, medical skills, and reputation are quite high. Doctor Sun, this is Dr. Chunyang."

Zhao Qingshan, who was in the middle making the introduction, did not forget to take a look at the half-built oven that was still inoperable, with a look of surprise and confusion flashing in his eyes.

"I met a real person, and the clan elders were so impressed. It's not a reputation, it's just fulfilling the duty of a doctor." Sun Changgeng bowed his hands and said modestly.

Although he was surprised by the age and attire of this miracle doctor, Sun Changgeng, who had just witnessed the unbelievable magic, did not despise him. After all, fame and other things are fake, and the suture of the wound just now was real.

In fact, there are the healing techniques and the little magic pills left behind.

"It is the duty of a doctor. My father once said that a doctor has the heart of a parent. Doctor Sun, please." Li Anran, who also returned the salute, stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.

As for the purpose of Dr. Sun's visit, Li Anran knew without guessing that it must be for the "amazing" medical skills he had shown when suturing Zhao Erbao's wounds. To say that this kind of method would be nothing in future generations, be bold and careful.

Most people can basically do it. If they can practice more with pork, their skills will be even better.

But in the Tang Dynasty, the method of using needles and threads to suture wounds to promote healing is not an exaggeration at all to describe it as unbelievable. What's more, the threads used to suture wounds before were absorbable sutures.

, will be automatically absorbed by the human body, and it will naturally be regarded as a miracle.

"A doctor has the heart of a parent. It seems that the father of this real person is a member of the same profession." Sun Changgeng, who was shocked by this sentence that had not yet spread, thought to himself.

After the three of them entered the house, Mrs. Zhao brought three bowls of water. This time there was really no tea, only plain water, but it was boiled according to Li Anran's request. After Li Anran and the others sat down in order,

Sun Changgeng, who was delighted to see Lie Xin, didn't use any empty polite words and directly stated his intention of coming.

I know that the inheritance of skills is very important among my colleagues, so no matter how anxious I am, I will not be stupid enough to ask to learn the suturing technique. For Sun Changgeng, he always wanted to communicate with me on medical skills.

Of course, Li Anran wouldn't be able to hear what one or two meant, but he wasn't stupid enough to say anything.

In several fictional historical novels that Li Anran has read, there are several protagonists with "rich" modern knowledge who want to "give away" benefits to everyone they meet. After sharing some common sense about the treatment of trauma, Li Anran

An Ran put down the pottery bowl in his hand, smiled and made a suggestion, a win-win suggestion.

"Dr. Sun, I have a prescription that can be made into the kind of Chinese patent medicine just mentioned. It can be used for nausea, chest tightness, dizziness, motion sickness and seasickness caused by heatstroke."

"Unfortunately, given my current situation, it is really inconvenient to make the medicine, so I hope that I can help Changchundang help collect the corresponding medicinal materials and work together to make the medicine."

"On the one hand, it can provide effective relief and treatment for those suffering from summer heat syndrome. On the other hand, to be honest, I also need some drugs to do something."

After listening to what Li Anran said, Sun Changgeng didn't really care about why Mr. Tangtang wanted to earn that stuff, but was very interested in the prescription.

"Since the real person is interested, I will accompany you. I just don't know the prescription..."

When it comes to prescriptions for treating the symptoms of heatstroke, Sun Changgeng is not without any prescriptions. He is just more curious about what kind of prescriptions this young-looking real person in front of him can come up with. Although they just talked about medical skills,

However, through insinuations, Li Anran also had some understanding of the doctor Sun who came to the door.

Looking at the other party's interested look, Li Anran felt that Dr. Sun should indeed be a good man in terms of moral character, so he did not continue to hide and dress mysteriously. Although Zhao Er did not have such "high-end" pens and paper at home.

Stationery, but as a doctor who needs to prescribe medicine at any time, Sun Changgeng took it with him and took it out immediately.

Li Anran picked up the calligraphy pen, and before writing the prescription, he couldn't help but recall the time when his grandfather Li Guizhen used a bamboo whip to urge him to learn calligraphy with calligraphy.

"Thanks to my grandpa, I was forced to practice pretty good calligraphy, and I also learned traditional Chinese characters because I had to read those Taoist books, otherwise I would have been really ugly today."

Thinking of this, Li Anran, who was holding the pen in his hand, did not waste any time. He soaked it in the thick ink polished by Sun Changgeng himself. After a moment to calm down, his pen suddenly started to fly. Li Anran used his best Xingkai, which he had learned.

The handwriting of the famous calligrapher Yan Zhenqing, under the supervision of Li Guizhen, is really good.

To use a popular Internet term to describe it, it is definitely high-end and classy. Therefore, Li Anran not only used this handwriting to make some limelight when he was in school. Even when he was a part-time student, he also became a distant star because of this handwriting.

It is easier than ordinary calligraphy teaching, but the income is more generous as a part-time job.

"Good words! Good words!"

As a doctor, although he is still far behind those literary figures in many aspects, it does not prevent Sun Changgeng, a medical heirloom, from seeing the extraordinary nature of this word.

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

"Oh, this is what I have learned since childhood. Come on, Doctor Sun, this is the prescription. I have even written on it how to prepare the medicine. It should not be difficult to understand."

Li Anran, who had no intention of fussing over the words, picked up the paper specially used for writing prescriptions. After the ink on it had dried slightly, he raised his hand and handed it over.

"This...how does this happen?"
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