Thirteen received the doctor from 10 a.m. to 2 p.m., and had no rest except for two trips to the hut. Despite his lack of seriousness, he was really treating the villagers with care.
No matter it is a gray-haired old man or a delicate girl, he will carefully diagnose the pulse and then prescribe the medicine.
As a young nurse, Lin Xi was responsible for taking medicine according to the orders, and was extremely busy.
Taoist medicine has a long history and is extensive and profound. It originated with the emergence and development of Taoism. It is generally believed to have originated in the Qin and Han Dynasties, formed in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, and flourished in the Tang and Song Dynasties. The famous doctors in ancient China were Ge Hong, Sun Simiao, and Zhu Danxi.
They are all famous Taoist figures. There is a saying in history: "Anyone who studies immortals should know medicine." At the same time, there is another saying: "Those who do not treat immortals cannot be doctors."
Thirteen's master is a Taoist Tantra, which also contains a lot of knowledge about medical theory. Combining the method of yin and yang and the five elements with the meridian science of traditional Chinese medicine is also a profound knowledge. With Thirteen's Taoist medical practice, you think of resurrecting the dead and treating cancer.
There is no chance, but it is still possible to look at the hemorrhoids and straighten the old cold legs.
"Grandma, take the prescription and go to the long-legged nurse nearby to get the medicine. Remember to boil 10 bowls of water into a bowl of water. Drink it after meals. Drink it three times a day for a month. Your old stomach problem will not be cured.
, at least I won’t suffer from heartburn and acid reflux anymore.” Shisan warned carefully in front of the desk.
"Thank you 'Corpse Doctor', you are really our great savior. 'The east is red, the sun is rising, and a Corpse Doctor has appeared in Huaizhai.'" The old lady was so grateful that she started singing. The wrinkles on her face were at least over 90 years old.
Years old.
"Grandma, don't praise me so highly. Just remember to take the medicine." Thirteen asked the old lady to go to the medicine cabinet to get the medicine. Until now, he had finally seen 50 patients, and the remaining Thirteen had asked
Since there are no more emergency patients, I ask all villagers to continue tomorrow.
Thirteen's vision is much better than that of experts, but Chinese medicine is not as good as Western medicine. It requires dialectical treatment based on the pulse, and pays attention to sight, hearing, inquiry, and thoroughness. A patient needs more time to understand the details of life, and then deduce the cause of the disease and prescribe the right medicine. Normally, he can fight against evil spirits.
With 300 rounds under his belt, he showed signs of fatigue after four hours of hard work.
"Here, let's have a drink of water. You've been working for so long, are you tired?" Lin Xi poured a glass of mountain spring water from a bamboo tube to Thirteen. The taste and texture were beyond the pale of a farmer.
"I'm tired, but I can't stop at all. With so many villagers left unattended, we can't really let them die of illness, right?" Thirteen leaned on the ebony table and chair and sighed deeply, "But after seeing this
Many, actually quite surprising. The physical condition of these village residents is quite good. They all suffer from minor ailments that are not painful or itchy, or they are just little sisters who don’t know that their bodies are growing. Their health level is far higher than
The rich people who have first-class medical treatment in the city."
"That's necessary, okay? There are beautiful mountains and rivers here. We eat pure green vegetables. There is no transportation. We have to walk for everything. We also have enough exercise. It's hard to live longer even if you don't want to!" Lin Xi sat back at the table.
side.
"Not only that, there is a strange spiritual breath in the air here. Just breathing can give the heart and lungs a baptism, which has a good maintenance effect on cell activity and slows down the aging of the human body." Thirteen pairs of spiritual spirits.
Information is very sensitive.
"Are you saying that their tradition of tree burial is helping them?" Lingxi still felt a little scared when he thought of the forest.
"It can be regarded as a kind of blessing from the ancestors. This is a gift they have received from nurturing nature for many years. I can't envy it." Thirteen stretched out a big sigh.
"You also got a lot of gifts..." Lin Xi said, looking towards the backyard of the medical hall. The rewards sent by the villagers have piled up into a small hill, including exquisite rice, eggs, bacon, and pickled fish.
And live poultry. By the way, there are also a lot of onions. It is said that the famous dish of Huaizhai is called "stir-fried diced onions". The side dishes are used as the staple food, and the way to eat it is very unique.
Eating thirteen's worth of food for one or two years is a bit of a problem, and the Bureau of Underworld Affairs has regulations that investigators cannot use their skills in exchange for benefits. All gifts received must be recorded in detail.
Just then there was a knock on the door of the closed medical center...
"Today's consultation has ended, please be early tomorrow." Thirteen said in distress.
"My benefactor, it's me," the old village leader called.
He quickly welcomed the old man into the house. Today, the old village leader is no longer as sick as last night. He has a cloth hat wrapped around his head and a black coat, showing his dignity and identity. His white goatee and old face are always there.
The corners of his smiling eyes outline the amiable face of an elderly ethnic minority man.
Although the old village leader is already 90 years old, he is still as energetic and energetic as if he is about 60 years old.
All the men in Huai Village are surnamed Luo, and all the women in Huai Village are surnamed Lin. They do not have the tradition of sons taking their father's surname. They regard themselves as children of the mountain god and only use gender to distinguish their surnames.
The old village leader's name is Luo Bu, and everyone in the village respects him as Rob. It's the same thing anyway, so he doesn't mind. Rob took over the position of the leader of Huai Village at the age of 50 and has been working for 40 years.
He is the old leader of Huai Village who has served the longest time in the genealogy of Huai Village. The position of leader of Huai Village is not hereditary, but is elected by the villagers. There is no fixed explanation for when and how to elect, but it is just like using things.
It's like bartering, everyone has a steelyard in their mind, who is doing well and who is not, everyone is like tofu mixed with spring onions, everything is clear.
"I'm really embarrassed. Not only did I ask my benefactor to come and save my life, but I even shamelessly asked you to treat the villagers. If it weren't for the fact that the rural doctor we applied for didn't arrive for a long time, we wouldn't have let our benefactor
So hard work." Rob apologized in every possible way.
"It's okay. It's our bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded. Everyone is very enthusiastic. Huaizhai is a great place!" Shisan praised hahaha.
"While it's still early, I'll take my benefactor around the village and introduce you to our customs and customs." Robb took the initiative to invite.
"Are you going?" Thirteen looked at Lin Xi aside.
"No, it's too late to count these things. The sun will probably go down. You can go alone. Remember not to drink anymore. No one will save you if you dance again."
"Have you saved me?" Thirteen remembered the scene last night when he was only wearing a pair of socks.
Thirteen and Robert left the hospital and headed west, along the cobblestone road toward the depths of the village. Huai Village was truly a paradise, and everyone Thirteen saw had a smile on their face.
They greeted Shisan and the old village leader cordially, and they were harmonious and harmonious, just like a family.
The old village leader took Shi San to see the ancient stilted buildings, the ancestral hall dedicated to ancestors, the dyeing room of the ancient workshop, and the scene of farming in the fields.
"Old village leader, I don't know whether to say something or not." The more he watched, the more Shisan couldn't help it.
"My benefactor just said it doesn't matter."
"Huaizhai can be said to be a paradise, with pretty girls and strong men, but is it really okay for you to refuse the entry of modern civilization? Are children really happy living in a mountain village all their lives?" Thirteen also came from the countryside, and understands the relationship between the two.
How exciting it is to experience the world.
"Huaizhai is neither big nor small. There are more than 800 people in Huaizhai, living on the mountains and fields. It has been passed down from generation to generation to this day, and all the handicraft techniques and lifestyles have been preserved.
What we rely on is not the help of modern civilization, but our reverence for the mountain gods and our dedication to each other.
I am not a corrupt person, and I also know that Apple is getting longer and longer, and Samsung is getting bigger and bigger. Is it really happiness to just let the children give up what they are good at and throw them into a cruel society to experience a life of intrigue? "Luo Luo
Bo's words made him speechless for a long time.
"Forget it, I'm just here for a trip. I have no intention of changing your lives. I just want to express my personal opinions." Thirteen responded with a smile.
While talking, the two of them came to the highest point of the village, which was also a stone road near the top of the mountain. They were unexpectedly blocked by a green iron chain.
"This road is really special. Other places are paved with cobblestones, but here is a smooth stone road?" Thirteen unexpectedly discovered.
"Sorry, benefactor, this road leads to the altar for worshiping the mountain gods. We only open it for one day every year. The day for the mountain god sacrifices is coming soon this year. If you stay a few more days, you can come and visit. This is Huaizhai
The most lively festival.”
"Okay, I will definitely be there when the time comes."
At this time, a strong mountain man came to the old village leader, looked at Thirteen and then at Rob.
"I'll go around by myself, and you guys can chat." Thirteen wisely moved to a big tree outside the privacy area.
The big man then said to the village leader, "We searched the mountains and found some clues, but no trace of that thing."
"Forget it, stop now and prepare for the sacrifice. I hope the mountain god will bless you this year and don't let the mandrill do evil again." Robert sighed. What they didn't expect was that Thirteen could read lips, and this part was strange.
He saw all the conversations.
"Sure enough, this village is not peaceful either." Thirteen did not doubt that he was in bad luck and would encounter ghosts wherever he went, but he believed in Wu Zhu's character and would never leave him in a peaceful position.
When Thirteen stood up supporting the trunk, he suddenly found a pair of names engraved on the trunk. "Luo Xiyue" and "Lin Yue'er" will remain unchanged until death.
It's just like the good thing that a mentally retarded young man would do on the Sphinx, euphemistically called letting time witness our love. What surprised Thirteen was not the couple in love, but the words under their names.
, like a sentence engraved with blood, "If you turn into a fierce ghost, you must take revenge."
"You're so stupid, you've turned into a ghost, what's the point of revenge?" Thirteen sighed, and you can read the grief and anger in the pale font.