Mr. Sun didn't waste any more time. He took out his silver needle and pricked the middle-aged man's Zuozhongchong and Sulin acupuncture points, and then said to Qingfeng: "Qingfeng, take 2 points of musk and drink it."
"Here!" Qingfeng hurriedly searched for musk in the medicine box. Seeing this situation, he was a little panicked. After finding the musk, he pushed through the crowd to find boiling water.
Mr. Sun continued to apply the acupuncture while giving instructions: "Wanwan, prescribe the prescription."
Lin Wanwan quickly took out the paper and charcoal pens beside the medicine box and said, "Ancestor, I'm ready."
"Aconite 50 yuan..."
Lin Wanwan memorized them one by one, because she was not familiar with the properties of various Chinese medicinal materials, so when faced with this prescription, she was completely fearless. The medical monk who had already received the news and came over heard the prescription.
But he took a breath of cold air.
This medicine was too strong. Just 50 yuan of aconite was extremely toxic. If he hadn't known that the old man in front of him was Sun Lao, the famous medicine sage of the Tang Dynasty, he would definitely have stopped him from taking the medicine.
But since it is Mr. Sun, no matter what prescription he comes up with, no one present can say "no".
After writing the prescription, Lin Wanwan turned her head and saw the troubled medical monk at a glance. She grabbed him and said to Kunlun: "Kunlun, follow this little master to get the medicine."
Kunlun picked up the medical monk without hesitation and strode towards the hospital.
"Hey, hey, Kunlun slave, let me down quickly. I will leave by myself. Do you know where the pharmacy is?"
Although Kunlun didn't understand the monk's words, he had his own way of doing things and squeezed away the spectators. After entering the hospital, he let go of the monk and focused on the other party.
The medical monk shook his robe angrily. After all, life was at stake, so he didn't dare to delay and rushed into the temple pharmacy to grab medicine.
Here Qingfeng also brewed musk and came over. Lin Wanwan used brute force to drive away the melon-eating crowd for him with sharp eyes: "Quickly give way. If the patient takes medicine, are you responsible for the death of the person?"
Everyone cursed and made way for a passage. Qingfeng rushed over and at the instruction of Mr. Sun, he raised the middle-aged man's head and fed him carefully.
None of the people eating melons nearby were willing to leave. Such a first aid scene was not something we often see. Everyone held their breaths and watched with heart as the old god saved people.
Time passed by, the medicine was finished, and it had been a quarter of an hour since Mr. Sun performed the acupuncture. Lin Wanwan saw that the middle-aged man's condition had improved a little, his breathing was no longer so severe, and his face was not as good as before.
fear.
After a while, the medicine was boiled over high heat and brought to Kunlun. He opened the way. The medical monk followed behind with a medicine bowl. When he came closer, the medical monk fed the middle-aged man the medicine, and Mr. Sun also took the injection.
After giving the medicine, Lin Wanwan ordered Kunlun to carry the patient to the low bed in the back ward. It was not a problem to lie on the ground all the time.
Mr. Sun waited for the middle-aged man to escape from danger in front of the short bed. Lin Wanwan was naturally with him. The melon-eaters were still enthusiastic and gathered around the door to look around. Kunlun was guarding the door like an iron tower.
For a moment, the air was very quiet. The silent boy who followed the middle-aged man had his hands clasped together and looked very nervous. If something happened to the master, he would be in trouble.
Although Mr. Sun was standing by, his expression was very relaxed. It was obvious that he was confident about rescuing this person.
Lin Wanwan looked at Mr. Sun's expression and breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered: "His face is not so light anymore. The frightening symptoms just now are alleviating."
Mr. Sun nodded slowly and said nothing.
An hour later, Qingfeng fed the middle-aged man the medicine for the second time. The latter's sweating stopped, his breathing gradually became calmer, and his limbs became warmer.
Mr. Sun checked his pulse again, pinched his beard, and nodded secretly. The most dangerous moment was over, and there would be no serious problems now.
Lin Wanwan also picked up the middle-aged man's other hand and silently recited the classical Chinese text about pulse conditions, feeling the changes here.
"Ancestor, is he okay? It seems to me that he has fallen asleep?" Lin Wanwan checked the pulse for a long time, then looked at Mr. Sun and said.
Mr. Sun nodded: "The danger has receded."
The eminent monk in the temple who had received the news also came in. After saluting Mr. Sun, he sent a medical monk to continue guarding, and Mr. Sun was invited to the backyard.
Lin Wanwan stood up, took two steps, then stepped back, and said to the young man standing guard next to the middle-aged man: "Hey, the person lying here is your husband, right?"
The boy quickly knelt down and bowed down: "That's my eldest man. Thank you Sun Shenxian and my wife for saving your life."
Lin Wanwan waved her hand and said: "You don't have to worship me. I used five quick-acting Jiuxin pills to save him today. Each pill cost 3 cents, a total of fifteen cents. Musk 2 cents and two hundred cents. Remember to pay for the medicine. No consultation fees will be charged."
The rest of the medicine was taken from the temple medicine hall, so remember to write it off."
The boy quickly took out a bunch of money and counted two hundred and fifteen coins to Kunlun. After Lin Wanwan said this, she hurriedly chased Mr. Sun and the others who were walking away.
Lin Wanwan was so impressed that Mr. Sun was able to save people from acute myocardial infarction. She would no longer blame Datang's medical treatment! The miracle doctor who has been passed down for thousands of years is really amazing. Next time, who will say that traditional Chinese medicine can only treat medical conditions?
Body, treat chronic diseases, she will be in a hurry!
If you are slow to get better after seeing a doctor and taking Chinese medicine, it can only mean one problem - you have not found the right Chinese doctor with good medical skills, and the other party does not have the right dialectics, so naturally he cannot prescribe the right medicine.
For the next half day, Lin Wanwan was hungry and continued to practice medicine with Mr. Sun. All the patients in Lingyin Temple that the eminent monks could not deal with were solved by Mr. Sun. Those eminent monks with some medical skills, like Lin Wanwan, stayed by as apprentices to study.
experience.
After reading the last patient with difficult and complicated diseases, Lin Wanwan twisted her neck and walked out of the door. She was too lazy to read the medicine and other things.
She stopped a young novice monk who was passing by and asked, "Where are the ladies of the Xiao family resting today?"
The little novice monk bowed to her and pointed her in the direction.
Lin Wanwan also bowed in return, and then led Kunlun towards the peach blossom forest behind the temple.
Hey, it’s quite romantic to go on a blind date in a peach blossom forest all over the mountain! The peach blossoms are not in full bloom at this time, and most of them are just flower bones, but because of the large number, even the buds are very pleasing to the eye.
Not long after Lin Wanwan walked in a leisurely manner, she heard someone talking in front of her, including Xiao Liwei's voice. It seemed that she had gone right.
On the other side of the forest road, He Wenyu shook his folding fan and walked this way with his servants. Through the shadows of the peach trees, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a graceful figure. At first glance, he couldn't even move his eyes away.
Under the pink fallen leaves, I saw a woman in green clothes with ice-like skin as snow walking towards me. Her eyes were like two stars reflected in a pool of autumn water, and her yellowish green silk hair was tied into a beautiful bun.
Two strands of broken hair are fluttering, the bridge of the nose is high, the tip of the nose is slightly tilted, and coupled with the red lips that are not a hint of red, they are simply perfect and impeccable.
The best thing is that there is a hint of smile in the corner of her mouth, like a playful flower fairy walking in the forest.