City: The cultivation of a miracle doctor starts from inheriting the medical center

Wonju is mountainous, watery, and has a suitable environment, the only drawback is that the traffic is not very good.

In the morning, Sun Wenyuan pioneered 10 kilometers to the foot of Shipu Mountain.

Then he walked 10 kilometers in an ox cart to find the village where Wei Li lived.

After some inquiry, I found Wei Li's house, a beautiful wooden house.

There are many precious herbs hanging under the eaves, and some herbs are also dried in the dustpan in the courtyard.

Some of the herbs need to be air-dried, some need to be sun-dried, and some need to be dried ......

Sun Wenyuan only looked at the master's method of handling medicinal materials, and he knew it in his heart.

The people who live here must know some knowledge of medicinal herbs.

People in remote places must understand medicine if they understand medicine.

Because they may also need to see a doctor for people in the village.

Medical skills are not necessarily high, but they definitely know more home remedies.

"Most of the time you can't go wrong.

A thought flashed in Sun Wenyuan's heart, and he walked into the courtyard with his feet raised.

Sun Wenyuan's dress is different from that of the people in the village, and he looks like he is from outside.

I don't know if it's a tourist or something else.

"Little brother, who are you looking for?"

a question with a local accent came from the room.

Sun Wenyuan had thought about various situations before he came.

Combined with the current situation, he chose a way to cope.

"I'm a doctor from Zhenwu Jingcheng Medical Center, and I came to the free clinic today, and I heard that there is a colleague here, so I came to have a look.

As soon as Sun Wenyuan's words were finished, a middle-aged man smoking dry tobacco walked out.

He looked at Sun Wenyuan and saw that Sun Wenyuan was not wearing a white coat or tools, and he didn't look like a doctor who came to the free clinic at all.

In the past, there were also doctors who came to provide free consultations, but all of them came with a lot of things.

It's the first time I've seen someone like Sun Wenyuan who doesn't even have a stethoscope.

"How do you want to see a doctor?" the

middle-aged man asked Sun Wenyuan while smoking, looking at his appearance, he obviously didn't believe Sun Wenyuan.

Sun Wenyuan didn't explain, and didn't hurry to take out an acupuncture bag from his body and open it.

I saw that there were dozens of silver needles densely packed inside.

"All I need is a table and two stools. As

soon as the middle-aged man looked at Sun Wenyuan's acupuncture bag, he guessed Sun Wenyuan's identity.

After Sun Wenyuan's words were finished, he was even more sure.

"Chinese medicine, you are young, can you do it? Don't stab people. "

Traditional Chinese medicine treats diseases, and the older the doctor, the more popular he is.

That's pretty much what the vast majority of people think.

Sun Wenyuan understood this and didn't want to explain more.

He stared at the middle-aged man for a while, and suddenly said

, "If I'm not mistaken, you have a throat problem, and it won't heal for a long time...... Can you say that?"

After Sun Wenyuan's words were finished, the middle-aged man stopped smoking.

"A little ability, how can you see it?"

Sun Wenyuan smiled and said

, "Since you came out, I found that you will frown slightly when you swallow, and at this time, you will take a puff of dry tobacco."

"When you're done with a cigarette, you're going to have a good look on your face. The

middle-aged man paused, and then said

, "Based on this one action alone, can you tell that there is something wrong with my throat?"

Sun Wenyuan shook his head.

"This is just one of them, the most important thing is that you have ephedra in the tobacco. But you seem to be using the wrong method. "

Nonsense, the medical book says ......"

The middle-aged man's words began and he didn't say any more.

If we continue to talk about it, wouldn't it be a disguised admission that what Sun Wenyuan said was right! Sun Wenyuan

took over the conversation and memorized the record in the medical book.

"Treat the pain and itching in the throat, you can't spit it out, you can't swallow it...... Wrap ephedra in green cloth, burn, serve it in a bamboo tube, smoke it.

As Sun Wenyuan recited, the middle-aged man's expression began to change.

First his face became ugly, then he showed a confused expression, and finally a surprised expression.

By the time Sun Wenyuan finished reciting, the middle-aged man was already stunned.

He didn't know why Sun Wenyuan knew about these records.

Surprised, he said what he was thinking.

"Where did you see it, this is the original words recorded in my family medical book, no, it seems to be more complete than what is recorded in the medical book.

Sun Wenyuan shook his head and said to the middle-aged man:

"The chapter I just recited is from the seventh throat disease of "Preparing for Emergencies", and the author is Sun Simiao.

"Where did Sun Simiao know about it?"

"Forehead

......" "Is it possible that your family has a medical book...... It's copying someone else's.

"You may not believe it, but there are more than 40 versions of "Prepare for Emergencies...... The author Sun Simiao was a native of the Tang Dynasty, and at that time, your family's medical books may ...... "

Speaking of Sun Simiao, he may not know, but when it comes to the Tang Dynasty, he knows."

When the middle-aged man heard Sun Wenyuan talk about the Tang Dynasty, he actually believed it a little bit in his heart.

Seeing this, Sun Wenyuan continued to ask:

"I take the liberty of asking, what did your ancestor do?"

The middle-aged man did not answer immediately, as if he was thinking about something, and as if he was avoiding something.

After a few minutes, as if he had made up his mind, he pointed around with a cigarette stick and said

, "My family has been collecting medicine for a living for generations, and my great-grandfather's generation began to treat villagers...... Sun

Wenyuan already had some guesses in his heart after listening to the family history of the middle-aged man.

In ancient times, although the status of doctors was not high, it was also a craft.

If a person wants to study medicine, it will take at least ten years.

In the words of middle-aged people, his great-grandfather lived in the village all his life.

So where did his medical skills come from?

His family made a living by collecting medicines, so it is possible that his great-grandfather secretly learned it when he was out selling medicines.

Taking the opportunity to go out to sell medicines, I secretly learned one or two recipes at a time.

Over time, it may become a book.

Although Sun Wenyuan wanted to verify his guess, he couldn't put it forward immediately.

The main reason is that he is afraid that middle-aged people will be too distracted, thinking that Sun Wenyuan is plotting against his family's ancestral medical book.

"Big brother ......

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