When Qiu Wenpu said this, he was already excited. For a master with many experiences, knowledge and reputation, this was already a loss of composure! There was no way, and it was impossible for him to lose his composure, because the prescription that Wang Ping'an showed him was so shocking!

He really couldn't believe that this was a prescription that a young boy of sixteen or seventeen years old could prescribe! If this is true, then this boy would be a once-in-a-thousand-year-old medical expert, and he could establish a sect!

Wang Ping'an took a deep breath. There were a lot of books in his study, but he could never find any books that recorded Huo Xiang Zhengqi San. He also said that he forgot which book was written, so he couldn't use such excuses. If he really used this as an excuse, seeing Qiu Wenpu's excitement, he might be able to rush into the study and read it by the book!

Wang Ping'an said, pretending to be surprised and said, "Did I prescribe this prescription wrong? It's different from what is recorded in the book?" He scratched his head and said, "I really don't know that this prescription has been used by my prescription. Ah, no wonder this prescription is used by this disease in front of me, and it turns out that my prescription has been used by me a long time ago!"

Qiu Tingxuan leaned over and looked at the prescription. He looked at the medical skills of Qiu Wenpu too far, and used half a bottle of vinegar to describe him... That was all praise for him! He couldn't see what was strange about the prescription, but when he saw his father's strange expression, he couldn't help but say, "Is this prescription wrong? Dad, you happen to be here. Why don't you give me some advice on Brother Wang to prevent him from prescribing medicine in the future and treating people to death. That would be a big trouble!"

He turned his head to look at the patient on the mat and shook his head secretly. These people are very ill. If they really take the wrong medicine, it will definitely take human life. And if they kill them, they will take six lives! After seeing the patient, they turned to see Wang Ping'an again, but the moment he turned around, he found that the leading beggar-like man glaring at him!

Hey, it's really strange. I said this for your own good. Why do you think of me like an enemy? These people are really inexplicable and they are so rude!

Can people not glar at him? If this prescription is the first time that Qiu Tingxuan said this, others may doubt Wang Ping'an and his medical skills, but this prescription has been used last time and is extremely effective! This is a foregone conclusion. It cannot be changed by just talking about it. In his eyes, it is for the sake of others, but in other people's eyes, he is just talking nonsense here!

Qiu Wenpu also turned his head and shouted at him angrily: "Zhu Zi, know what you know, but don't know what you don't know. Since you don't understand, how can you talk nonsense? Go home and write the "Analects of Confucius" ten times!"

Ah, this is so strange! My father, I, me... what's wrong with me? Qiu Tingxuan's mouth was wide open, and he could have a fist. He was just staring at by someone with his eyes, which was inexplicable enough. Now that he was scolded by his father again, he was even more inexplicable and was simply at a loss!

Qiu Wenpu was not an ordinary person after all. He had already found that he had lost his composure and calmed his mind. He pointed to the Chinese medicine prescription and said, "Ping An, aren't you really the prescription you saw in the book? Don't worry, I have no intention of pointing out of the book, I'm just curious. If you can borrow the book to read it, I'm... I can allow you to enter my study and select ten out-of-print ancient books in exchange!"

Qiu Tingxuan was so anxious that he didn't bother to make his father angry and shouted, "My father, this is not something I can do!" The Qiu family has a lot of books, including more than a dozen extremely precious manuscripts, which cannot be measured by money. If Wang Ping'an picks these books, wouldn't it be a big deal? Those manuscripts will be left to the descendants of the Qiu family!

Qiu Wenpu frowned and looked at him, cursing in his heart: "There is a short-sighted look!" He said to Wang Ping'an again: "Is that book circulated in the Sui Palace in the past?" Books that can record such a wonderful prescription should be owned by the royal family. When the former Sui Dynasty was destroyed, the world was in chaos and the books in the palace were separated from the people, so it was just right to give a satisfactory explanation for this matter.

Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "Mr. Qiu, you are kind to your younger generation, but you are like your nephew. If you really have medical books, you will definitely take them out for you. Look, I don't hide my personal prescription, and I'm taking them out for people I don't know, so how can I keep it confidential to you!"

After a while, Qiu Wenpu nodded, sighed, thinking: "Yes, he gave the prescription to others, and he could never keep it secret from me again! Alas, it is really unimaginable that with his young age, he could have such high attainments in medical skills. Could it be that the one who stood in front of me today is another medical saint after Zhang Zhongjing!"

Wang Ping'an was amused in his heart. Qiu Wenpu was really right. This prescription was really circulated from the palace, but it was not circulated when the Sui Dynasty was destroyed, but when the Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed.

Huoxiang Zhengqi Powder is recorded in "Taiping Huiminhe Liju Prescription". This medical book was written by the medical masters of the Northern Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty. It took decades to be written. It was not something that someone could write, but the result of the entire generation!

For modern people, Huoxiang Zhengqi San is an extremely ordinary dose of medicine, nothing surprising. But please think that a dose of medicine has been used for thousands of years and is still used today, and has become a common medicine. So even if this medicine is ordinary, is it a good medicine? This prescription lasts for thousands of years and has been passed down to this day. Is it a prescription for passing on the world? If this is not called passing on the world, then what is passing on the world?

Qiu Wenpu lived in the early Tang Dynasty several hundred years earlier than the Song Dynasty. When he suddenly saw this Fangzi, if he was not excited, he would not be a living person, but a wooden man!

Seeing Qiu Wenpu standing there, Wang Ping'an said, "Mr. Qiu, do you think this prescription can still be used?"

Qiu Wenpu said oh, and suddenly said, "You have used this recipe, have you cured the disease for someone?" He looked at the patient on the mat again.

The leading man rushed to say, "I have used it for the young child. The medicine is very good. My child's illness is almost cured!"

Qiu Wenpu immediately said, "Where is that child? Take me to see it quickly!" Although the prescription is good, there is no doubt about this, but he has to see it with his own eyes!

The leading man knew that he was a big man and did not dare to neglect him. He pointed outside the village and said, "What good places can we have for those who fled? Mr. Wang is generous and can find some food in his village for holidays, so we didn't go far. In the woods not far outside the village, our fellow villagers built some shacks..."

Qiu Wenpu immediately ran in the direction of his finger, jogging all the way, running quite fast, not like an older person. Qiu Tingxuan shouted behind him, "Sir, Father, please wait!" and ran over.

Wang Ping'an said: "Dad, mom, you are here to take care of the patients. I will follow Mr. Qiu and go back!" As he said that, he followed him!

Yang looked at their backs and suddenly said, "The prescription our son prescribes seems amazing. Look, Old Man Qiu is running happily!"

Wang Youcai hurriedly said, "Work quietly, don't let others hear it!"

It was said that it was not far away, but it was not closest. Qiu Wenpu couldn't run halfway and had to carry Qiu Tingxuan into the woods. Although Qiu Tingxuan was young and strong, he was tired and sweating profusely!

After entering the woods, I saw some shacks in the forest, and many people who fled to the country lived here temporarily. Qiu Wenpu came down from Qiu Tingxuan's back and said, "Where is that child?"

The leading man followed quickly and said, "Here, here." He led them to a shack. A woman stood outside the shack, and was his wife. The woman was holding a child in her arms, the one who was sick the day before yesterday.

Although the child was in poor health, he was no longer sick and looked at Qiu Wenpu with his head tilted. He hid in his mother's arms, a little afraid of being alive.

Qiu Wenpu asked, "It's this child? How many doses of medicine did he take?" He walked forward and reached out to take the child's pulse.

The woman suddenly saw someone coming, and hurriedly stood up, not daring to answer Qiu Wenpu's words, but just looked at her husband with her eyes. The leading man said, "Doctor Ping'an prescribed a dose of medicine. My child took it and healed the next day. He is still a little weak now. The doctor Ping'an also gave us a lot of food to help us overcome the difficulties in the near future!"

Qiu Wenpu carefully checked the child, then stood up, silent, and didn't know what he was thinking. Wang Ping'an walked to him, saw him pondering, and did not disturb him, and walked aside to talk to the people.

Suddenly, Qiu Wenpu seemed to have made some decision and quickly walked to Wang Ping'an, pulled him aside, and said, "Ping'an, I have something to ask for, I hope you will agree!"

"Mr. Qiu, don't say that. Kill the younger generation. If you have any questions, just give me instructions!" Wang Ping'an hurriedly said.

Qiu Wenpu said, "It's true that I am writing a book called "Xiantong Night Talk". Your prescription..." He paused and said, "Can I let me write it into the book?"

Wang Ping'an was stunned and said, "This..."

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Chinese cabbage chicken soup

Recipe: 250 grams of fresh Chinese cabbage and 3 eggs.

Preparation method: Wash the Chinese spinach and cut it into thin slices, put it in a pot, add 500 ml of water to simmer the soup. When the soup is boiling, pour in the white chicken and mix well. After boiling, add oil and season with salt, and then drink it.

Efficacy: Clears heat and eliminates phlegm.
Chapter completed!