The village next door is not very far from here. Jiang Xiaoliang's son rode a motorcycle there to find his father's master, Ye Xiaoshan.
Ye Xiaoshan is in his seventies or eighties, but, probably because he studied Chinese medicine, he still looks very tough. He still has a small white beard under his lips, and he looks like an old Chinese doctor with a moral integrity.
This Jiang Xiaoliang was indeed his apprentice, but he did not admit it because he followed him to learn half of the febrile disease school and then went to study Western medicine.
However, during holidays, Jiang Xiaoliang asked his son to send him some pork and chicken, and the relationship was still well maintained.
Now Ye Xiaoshan was ready to rest. Unexpectedly, when he saw Jiang Xiaoliang's son coming to look for him, he had to ask him to come over. Otherwise, someone would ruin his father's job and his father would no longer be able to practice medicine in the village?
Smash his job?
so serious.
Thinking of Jiang Xiaoliang's half-baked medical skills and his knowledge of Western medicine, which was neither good nor foreign, Ye Xiaoshan thought that Jiang Xiaoliang was treating people to death or treating people very seriously.
Over the years, Jiang Xiaoliang has occasionally been treated seriously or even died by patients, such as Jiang Xiaoxiao's father who was treated to death by him back then.
Ye Xiaoshan shook his head when he heard this and said: "Although your father studied with me, his medical talent is too low and he went to study Western medicine. Whether he cures people or not has nothing to do with me as the master. Moreover, I don't recognize him as mine.
apprentice."
"Master, my dad didn't kill anyone, it was just a young man who provoked him, and I heard that he was the one who cured Sister Liu's illness in the village."
"What's the disease?" Ye Xiaoshan is not old and confused, or forgetful.
Because he doesn’t know who the Aunt Liu the other party is talking about is?
"That's the dragon with a waistband. My dad asked you for a folk remedy. You said you didn't have a folk remedy. You also said you had to go to the Ye family at the headquarters of the febrile disease school to get it."
Is this the disease?
At that time, Mrs. Liu was very ill, her back was like rotten flesh. She was lying on the bed, and the mucus flowing out stuck to her clothes, making Mrs. Liu painful and itchy. Originally, if Mrs. Liu's condition was not serious, he, Ye Xiaoshan, might
He even came to the rescue.
However, I heard that the situation was so serious that Ye Xiaoshan would definitely not dare to treat it.
Unexpectedly, he was cured now, and he was a little surprised.
For many veteran Chinese medicine practitioners, this waist-banding dragon is definitely a difficult disease. Not all famous doctors can cure it. They either use folk remedies or use their own secret techniques. They may even burn the head and tail according to folk remedies.
, it is possible to cure the patient's disease.
"Has anyone really cured her disease?"
"Master, I just saw that she was fine. She should be fine."
"Then I want to go over with you and have a look." Ye Xiaoshan also got on Jiang Xiaoliang's son's motorcycle, and Ye Xiaoshan's children and grandchildren saw that he was so old and were afraid of what to do if something happened.
However, now Jiang Xiaoliang's son has come to pick him up, and since he is in the neighboring village, he has no choice but to let him go.
Jiang Xiaoliang was waiting there, while more and more villagers from Jiangcun came around to watch the fun.
Because a young man who had just come back with Jiang Xiaoxiao said that Jiang Xiaoliang was a half-full, harmful quack doctor, and asked him not to treat people again in the future.
Xiao Chen ignored Jiang Xiaoliang, who was sitting in a well and looking at the sky. He thought that his medical skills were already amazing, but now Xiao Chen was just looking at Jiang Xiaoxiao's house.
Almost ten minutes later, the roar of a motorcycle came, and when the headlights shone on it, the motorcycle soon stopped, and a young man's voice came and said: "Dad, I invited the master here.
"
Jiang Xiaoliang hurried over, helped Ye Xiaoshan down on the motorcycle and said: "Master, please help me quickly, this young man is going to destroy my job!"
"I am not your master." Ye Xiaoshan said directly.
In front of so many people, he would not admit that he was Jiang Xiaoliang's master, as this would embarrass him.
When Xiao Chen looked over, he saw an old man in his seventies or eighties, wearing ordinary summer clothes, without a cane or anything. His face was ruddy, his eyes were bright, and he had a small white beard. He looked very
Tough.
This old man actually made Xiao Chen think that he knew how to maintain health.
Generally speaking, those who study Chinese medicine know how to maintain health. Therefore, when old Chinese medicine practitioners reach their eighties or nineties, they look very different from ordinary people except that they are older.
On the contrary, those who study Western medicine, when they reach their fifties or sixties, are actually similar to ordinary people. They all suffer from three high diseases, a big belly, and seem to have no energy at all. Compared with old Chinese medicine practitioners, in this regard, they are really far behind.
"Young man, my master is here. He is an authentic medical student of the Ye family of the febrile disease school. I really don't believe you when he says you cured Liu's disease!" Jiang Xiaoliang said.
This old man is actually the former master of this half-full quack?
Xiao Chen ignored Jiang Xiaoliang, but looked at the old man and asked: "Old sir, do you study the febrile disease school? What is your relationship with the Ye family of the febrile disease school?"
The other party looked at Xiao Chen and saw that Xiao Chen was wearing ordinary clothes, but Ye Xiaoshan felt that this young man was indeed not simple.
On this point, he and Jiang Xiaoliang do have different perspectives on people.
"I have studied under Ye Wen of the febrile disease school for more than 40 years. Although I am only a side learner, I can be regarded as a branch of Ye Wen of the febrile disease school." Ye Xiaoshan said.
He is indeed not from the Ye family, but has the same surname as the Ye family. I am afraid they were the same family hundreds of years ago, but he has studied with his master Ye Wen for many years.
But this Ye Wen is from the Ye family.
"So how is your level now?" Xiao Chen asked.
Judging from the other person's condition, he should be at the level of an ordinary old Chinese medicine practitioner.
"Are you asking me about the febrile disease school? Are you also a student of traditional Chinese medicine? Is it the febrile disease school or the typhoid fever school?" Ye Xiaoshan asked.
"What I have learned includes these medical schools, but these medical schools may not necessarily have learned as much as I have," Xiao Chen said.
At this moment, Ye Xiaoshan felt that this young man was speaking very loudly. He wondered if this young man really had the real stuff?
However, if Xiao Chen really cured Liu's waist-banded dragon, and he was still young, it means that this young man's medical skills are indeed not simple.
He is not the kind of person who sits in a well and looks at the sky, nor does he look down on young people.
"Young man, do you know the febrile disease school?" Ye Xiaoshan asked.
Xiao Chen knew that the other person's words were an assessment of him. If Xiao Chen couldn't speak out, it meant that he had just lied.
"The school of febrile disease believes that the pathogenesis of febrile disease is that "warm evil is affected by the upper body, first attacking the lungs and reversing the pericardium", "heat changes the fastest, and the two yangs harm each other", "heat evil will consume kidney fluid if it does not dry the stomach fluid",
In the diagnosis of febrile diseases, the diagnostic methods of tongue examination, tooth examination, macules and diphtheria were systematically proposed."
…
Xiao Chen was able to surprise Ye Tong and personally came to ask him to join the febrile disease school branch, which shows how much Ye Tong values Xiao Chen.
The Ye Xiaoshan in front of me was just a disciple of the Febrile Disease School, and he was far behind Ye Tong.
Now that Xiao Chen was actually more familiar with the febrile disease school than he, an old Chinese medicine practitioner of the febrile disease school, the look on Ye Xiaoshan's face became more and more surprised.
After Xiao Chen finished speaking a small part, Ye Xiaoshan was speechless. He knew that this young man was absolutely proficient in the febrile disease school and was very familiar with the febrile disease school, especially the febrile disease school.
"Old sir, by the way, a few days ago, Ye Tong came to ask me to join the febrile disease school, but I refused."
Ye Tong?
When Ye Xiaoshan heard this, his eyes almost seemed to shrink. He naturally knew who Ye Tong was.
He no longer needed to talk to this young man, he knew that this young man was more powerful than the masters of the Febrile School that he knew.
"Old sir, your apprentice is really half a bucket of water. I advise him not to treat diseases and save people anymore. It is for his own good and for the good of other patients. Otherwise, the next time he encounters the situation like Xiaoxiao's mother, I still don't know.
What will happen?" Xiao Chen said.
"I see."
At this time, Jiang Xiaoliang and his son were a little unable to react. Why, Master Ye Xiaoshan's expression looked a little different.
"In the future, don't tell anyone that I am your master, and don't go to my house again. I have nothing to do with you." Ye Xiaoshan pointed directly at Jiang Xiaoliang and said. (To be continued)