Yang shouted: "My son, my heart and liver are fleshy, are your illness cured?"

Wang Youcai shouted: "This, this prescription is really effective!"

The servants of the Wang family cheered. They thought the master's wife wanted a white-haired man to send a black-haired man, but they didn't expect the black-haired man to stand up from the bed! After all, Wang Ping'an was their young master, the head of the Wang family in the future, and the young boss they depended on for their living. If he didn't die, it means that their jobs would not be smashed in the next few decades, so the servants were naturally happy!

The young man from Jishengtang had a completely different expression from everyone. He was so shocked that he almost fainted and could not believe everything he saw in front of him. He had been an apprentice in Jishengtang since he was a child. Long before he was born, Cheng Jisheng's reputation as a miracle doctor resounded throughout Xuzhou. In his heart, Cheng Jisheng was a god-like existence! He always believed one thing, that is, the disease that his husband could not cure, and no one could cure it in Xuzhou City, and there was no accident at all!

But the scene in front of him completely subverted the young man's previous perception. Wang Ping'an, a sick man, was half dead just now, lying on the bed waiting to die. The servants said he had been pulled on the bed and was completely unsuccessful. But the sick man prescribed a dose of inexplicable medicine himself, and after taking it, he could go to the ground in half an hour!

Is this possible? This is absolutely impossible! This is an hallucination! The guy slapped his two mouths... it hurts, not an hallucination!

In ancient times, people always said that illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a silkworm. They say that recuperation takes time. Modern people also believe that traditional Chinese medicine is a slow doctor. Unlike Western medicine, taking medicine works if you take medicine! In fact, these understandings are only half true. Does traditional Chinese medicine have no quick-acting medicine? Wrong, traditional Chinese medicine not only has quick-acting medicine, but also many! The premise is that as long as you find the cause and make it clear, there are many diseases that can be cured in just a few doses of medicine. Some seemingly serious diseases require only one dose of medicine and take it to take effect. There are many!

Traditional Chinese medicine has been tempered for thousands of years and is profound and profound, so how can others underestimate it!

Wang Ping'an had not recovered for a long time. Although the medicine he prescribed was very effective, it was not as good as running or jumping. He stood on the ground and gasped heavily. Although he looked embarrassed, his energy recovered, and his half-dead look disappeared. He said to Ding Danruo, who was full of joy, "Why are you still standing stupidly? Change the bedding quickly!"

The little girl came to her senses and quickly agreed to replace the tide bedding on the bed. Wang Ping'an was lying on it just now, but she couldn't change it all. Now she was just right, and she had changed it thoroughly. There were several spare bedding in the study, which was convenient to change it.

Yang stepped forward to support Wang Ping'an, tears flowed down again, and said, "Son, are you all right?"

Wang Ping'an smiled and said, "How can it be so fast? At least five doses of medicine are needed, three days of kung fu!"

Yang asked, "Today is three days, right?" She wished her son would be fine right away, now!

Wang Ping'an nodded and said, "Mom is right, counting today!"

Yang was surprised and happy, holding Wang Ping'an's arm and cried, "My son, you have made my mother very worried these days, and she almost couldn't survive!"

Wang Youcai also stepped forward and held Wang Ping'an's other arm, but said, "Old woman, what are you talking nonsense? If your son is sick, you cry. If your son is sick, you will still cry. You will not mention anything other than crying!"

Ding Danruo changed the bedding on the bed, and the old couple helped his son back to bed. They were about to ask why the medicine was so good and which book he saw it. But when someone outside howled, he turned to look, it turned out to be Jishengtang's young man!

The young man didn't care about his etiquette anymore and rushed into the study a few steps, ran to the bed, went forward to grab Wang Ping'an's hand, and said, "It's impossible. If you don't take my husband's medicine, how can this disease be cured? It must be fake!" His expression was excited and seemed crazy.

Wang Youcai was furious and slapped his back, cursing: "What are you? Who asked you to come in? Get out of here!" It is fake to say that his son is cured of illness, which is touching his taboo. How can he not beat others up with anger!

The young man was sobbed that he turned around in the same circle. This slap woke him up. He shook his head and then remembered that he was at someone else's house now. This place was not Jishengtang. He covered his cheeks and said with a bitter face: "Honest Master Wang calmed down. The villain had no malice. He wanted to take the young master's pulse!"

Yang is now quite dissatisfied with Jishengtang. He almost killed his son by taking their medicine. Now he talks nonsense again. She angrily said: "If you really have the energy to take your pulse, you would have been out of the army and set up your own business! Let's go quickly and tell your master to clean up and stop being a doctor. If you change to a career and become a liar, you will be better than him as a genius doctor!"

The young man's face was flushed and wanted to defend his husband for a few words, but he didn't know where to start. When he came, the doctor in the hall said firmly that the prescription was not good, and even prescribed laxatives and vomiting medicines, he decocted them and served them together. But now the medicine that was said to be bad was miraculously cured Wang Ping'an's disease. Isn't this prove from the opposite side that their Jishengtang's medication was wrong? The medicine was prescribed by Cheng Jisheng himself. He wanted to defend his husband, but how could he defend him?

Seeing him embarrassed, Wang Ping'an said, "Dad, mom, don't say that to him. Being a miraculous doctor still has the means. It is normal for the doctor to prescribe the wrong medicine. Isn't my son's disease cured? Don't say more!"

Yang ignored the guy, sat beside the bed, and said, "It's still my son's kindness, I'll follow you!"

Wang Youcai snorted and waved his hand: "Butler, get him two hang of money and send him away. Don't stay here and look at him as an annoying!"

The servant agreed and was about to chase the young man out. However, the young man was reluctant to leave and said, "Young master, didn't you say you had to take a few more doses of medicine? I have to decoct the medicine for you!" He wanted to stay and see if this medicine could completely cure the disease. He went back to explain it to Cheng Jisheng so that he would not be scolded and be confused.

Wang Ping'an said: "Thank you. I was weak before and couldn't guide my family to decoct medicine. Now my body is getting better. I'll let my family decoct. You go back, thank you for your hard work!"

Ding Danruo whispered: "Young Master, teach me how to decoct medicine. I learn how to do things very quickly."

Wang Ping'an nodded. The little girl was gentle and considerate, and she was very careful. She could pass on her medical skills.

The young man couldn't do so, so he had to leave. He ran away as soon as he left the house. He was anxious and wanted to tell Cheng Jisheng about this matter as soon as possible.

Seeing that his son was ready, Yang asked, "Son, what do you want to eat? Mom cooks for you personally. You have eaten less these days, and Mom feels so distressed!"

Wang Ping'an thought for a while and said, "Mom, cook a few eggs for my son, take a piece of ginger, mash it and add it to the egg to steam it. My son's stomach is weak now and he can't eat anything else."

Yang said again: "Do you want your mother to make some ginseng soup or broth for you to nourish your body?"

Wang Ping'an smiled and shook his head, saying, "It's enough for white rice porridge..." He glanced at Ding Danruo and said, "You can add some Danruo skin to the porridge, which is pomegranate skin. My son is drinking this kind of porridge now, which is the way to maintain health."

Ding Danruo blushed and lowered her head without saying a word.

Yang clapped his hands and smiled, "Okay, I'll do it for you now."

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Jisendo.

Cheng Jisheng, known as Cheng's miracle doctor, came to the hospital and did not come back until midnight. He was over fifty years old, but he was still energetic, which was related to his usual care. He had outstanding appearance and had a beautiful beard. He looked like he was in his fifties, but he looked a little like he was just in his forties.

As soon as he returned to Jishengtang, he saw that the lights were still on in the hall, and the doctor was staying in the hall. Cheng Jisheng said strangely: "You are diligent today. You are not going home to sleep so late."

The doctor sitting in the hall smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, something happened during the day. I have been waiting for you to come back. How dare I go back to bed first!" He told the truth about the day and handed over the prescription.

After hearing his words, Cheng Jisheng frowned. After taking the prescription, he immediately looked angry. He practiced medicine for half his life, and only glanced at the prescription, and then he realized that something was wrong. He said angrily: "You are really confused. You dare to prescribe this medicine to the Wang family. Don't you know that the boy from the Wang family has hot dysentery? Isn't it a waste of his life after taking this medicine? The doctor's parents' heart, how can you be so irresponsible!"

The doctor in the hall looked aggrieved and said, "I have said everything I should say, and I also told the Wang family that we only sell his medicine, but not the prescription for him. His son has a few problems, but it has nothing to do with our Jishengtang!"

Cheng Jisheng became even more angry and scolded: "Is this what the doctor should do if he only knows how to shirk responsibility, but ignores the life and death of the patient? Have you forgotten how I teach you on weekdays? Also, why don't you wait for me to come back and let the Wang family leave? Isn't you harming people?"

The doctor in the hall knew Cheng Jisheng's temper. He was such a good doctor. If it weren't for this responsible spirit, he would not have been loved by the people of Xuzhou, and he would not have been called a miracle doctor. Doctors must not only have medical skills, but also have medical ethics!

The doctor in the hall said, "Sir, don't you worry, have you sent a guy to the Wang family? If something happens, the guy will come back to report the news!"

Cheng Jisheng snorted: "Human life is at stake, no delay!" He turned around and left, quickly walked out of the medicine shop, and rushed to Wuli Village overnight.

The doctor in the hall chased after him and shouted, "Sir, the city gates are closed at this time, you can't get out!"

Attachment: Ginkgo bean curd huaishan porridge (stomach-nourishing medicinal diet)

Raw materials: 60g japonica rice, 15g of ginkgo nuts, 1 piece of bean curd skin, 30g of yam.

Method: Wash the japonica rice, soak the green nuts in clean water for a while, peel the yam, soak the tangerine, and soften the tangerine. Add the food and cook it in the pot. You can eat it regularly.
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