Not to mention the turmoil in the Xiao family's back house, Lin Wanwan rode a bay-red horse to the gate of Gexian Temple in a heroic manner. After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Kunlun, who was carrying a small green jade on his shoulders, caught up with him, two hundred meters behind him.
, it was Hua Nong who was panting after the chase.
The mountain road leading to Gexian Temple is not very big, and it is not easy for even the smallest chariot to pass. If you want to go up, you have to either ride a horse or walk, so there are not many good men and women who usually come here to offer incense.
Compared with yesterday, a special and lively day to welcome the God of Wealth, the mountain gate today was much deserted.
Xiao Qingyu saw Lin Wanwan happily waving and shouting from a distance: "Mother! Mother!"
She was very much like riding a horse with Lin Wanwan, but the latter didn't dare. She had only been riding for two days, so how could she dare to take her child with her.
Although she herself is not afraid of any accidents. With her current physical condition, ordinary horses cannot harm her at all, but she is not sure that she can protect Xiao Yuer, so it is better not to take risks. Let Xiao Qingyu act like a baby,
She didn't even agree to take her up on horseback.
Later, Xiao Qingyu had to let Kunlun be her "horse". Kunlun, who was nine feet tall, stood out among the short Tang people. Sitting on his shoulders, Xiao Qingyu could see both high and far.
Barely satisfied.
Seeing that they were all following, Lin Wanwan dismounted, took Xiao Qingyu from Kunlun's shoulder, held her hand and said, "Let's go find the old man with the gray beard."
"Mom, is that old man very powerful?" Xiao Qingyu raised her little head and asked in a sweet voice.
Children are also very sensitive. She can feel her mother's excitement, so she is a little curious.
"Yes, Grandpa Sun is really awesome!"
Lin Wanwan must be excited. Now she has to send the first aid medical book that she worked so hard for most of the day to the old god Sun Simiao. This is another major event that changes history. How can she be calm?
The reason why Sun Simiao has been famous throughout the ages is not only because of his superb medical skills and leaving behind two precious prescriptions, but also because he did not mind ordinary folk doctors naming their own prescriptions after him.
Therefore, the age of Sun Simiao has always been a mystery in history. Hundreds of years later, the prescriptions he invented still appeared in the world, and later people spread rumors that he might have truly attained enlightenment and become an immortal.
In the hierarchical world of the Tang Dynasty, personal force does not matter, only the strength of the clan has the right to speak. Sun Simiao is to provide a protective umbrella for those whose clan power is not strong. Because no one dares to rob even the royal family.
Sun Shenxian’s prescription.
How could such a respected old man named Lin Wanwan be disrespected?
I met Xiao Chong at the gate of the hospital, returned the bay-red horse, and asked Huanong to take Xiao Qingyu to play with Lu Zhaolin.
When Xiao Qingyu heard that she was going to play with her little brother from yesterday, she was very happy and immediately waved goodbye to Lin Wanwan.
When the bay horse saw Xiao Chong, he felt aggrieved and sprayed him with snot bubbles. He was probably angry that Xiao Chong dared to lend him out, and the woman actually let him carry things like a horse - when he went up the mountain just now,
All the accompanying packages were transferred from the carriage to its back!
Lin Wanwan burst out laughing when she saw Xiao Chong's embarrassed appearance. It was rare to see Xiao Chong like this, who could take away all the light around him, and it was really interesting.
Xiao Chong looked at Lin Wanwan with a wry smile and sighed: "People's hearts are not ancient, cousin Wanwan can actually take pleasure in others' misfortune."
Lin Wanwan smiled and said, "Actually, cousin, there's nothing wrong with you except that you stink a little bit."
Xiao Chong stretched out his hand and gave Lin Wanwan a couple of empty nods, shook his head and walked away, going to the side room to change clothes, while Shuqi took the maroon horse to brush it.
Lin Wanwan walked to the hospital with her hands behind her back. Behind her was Kunlun, who was carrying a bag of books.
When I saw Sun Simiao, he had half a cloth covering his face and was giving acupuncture to a man in linen clothes who had a rash on his body.
The little Taoist stopped Lin Wanwan outside the thatched house and refused to let her get close, saying that the patients inside were not well ill and might infect others.
Lin Wanwan knew that Sun Simiao not only had high medical skills, but also had higher medical ethics. The common people lying there in linen clothes looked like the type of people who were terminally ill and abandoned by their families. They were sent to the Taoist Hospital, but they were just left to fend for themselves.
Eighty-nine out of ten ordinary people in this hospital are people who despise medical treatment. Because Taoist temples and temple hospitals have some welfare properties, they will come here to seek luck.
It was definitely a stroke of luck to meet a miracle doctor like Sun Simiao.
Lin Wanwan stood at the door and looked at the blue sky above her head, thinking wildly about various legends and records about Sun Simiao.
Sun Simiao was a famous leprosy expert in the Tang Dynasty. The rest of his life was almost closely linked to leprosy. At that time, because leprosy was contagious and people who contracted leprosy described themselves as terrifying, with distorted faces that looked like evil ghosts, people thought that they had leprosy.
There is only one treatment for people with leprosy - burn them alive.
If lepers want to survive, they can only escape to the mountains and forests, isolate themselves from the world, and lose their human dignity.
It was Sun Simiao who was not afraid of danger. While treating the nobles in the palace, he also delivered medicinal materials and daily necessities to the leprosy mountain villages, and taught them how to bandage wounds and treat pus and blood.
Other palace doctors did not understand Sun Simiao's crazy behavior, but it didn't matter to him because he had a true heart as a great doctor.
Half an hour later, Sun Simiao finished acupuncture for the patient, washed his hands, changed into a robe, and then met Lin Wanwan in the side room where he stayed.
When he opened the medical books that Lin Wanwan brought, his eyes became brighter and brighter. He soon forgot about Lin Wanwan and devoted himself to the first aid books.
This medical knowledge from later generations is thousands of years advanced to today's Tang Dynasty.
Sun Simiao devoted his life to collecting various medical books, secret recipes, and special medicines. In this era when big families like to keep books privately, it is difficult to describe how precious medical books are. It is not a modern era where you can buy books full of practical information just by spending money.
The dozen volumes of first aid books that Lin Wanwan brought in at once were naturally like sweet rain to Sun Simiao.
Lin Wanwan thought that the other party would ask her why the handwriting in the book was different. Who knew that the other party had no time to care about such minutiae. All his mind was immersed in the medical book, as if what he was holding was not a medical book but a medical book.
It is a rare treasure.
Lin Wanwan saw that the old immortal Sun was silent for a long time, so she simply picked up a medical book and started reading it. Most of the books were not copied by her, so she could just take a look.
The room was quiet for a while, with only the breathing of an old man and a young man, and the rustle of books being pulled.