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

Sun Wenyuan briefly told Ding Meng about some situations.

Then she gave her a massage, and then she was ready to close the door.

He has to do some preparations for tomorrow's free clinic.

packed some decoction pieces that the middle-aged people didn't have, and took some pills, powders, and ointments made by the medical center.

I didn't get it ready until 11 o'clock.

Sun Wenyuan asked Ding Meng to go home and rest.

How do you know that this girl is very stubborn, and she has to help Sun Wenyuan.

As a last resort, Sun Wenyuan had to stop what he was doing and send Ding Meng back.

When he came back, Fang Hai had already prepared what Sun Wenyuan needed tomorrow.

"Young Master Wenyuan, do you think these are enough?"

Sun Wenyuan checked it, and then prepared to rest.

After lying down, he suddenly remembered the small notebook in the middle-aged man's hand.

"Shouldn't I do something?"

Sun Wenyuan got up again and walked into the study.

In the study is his grandfather's collection, and there are all kinds of medical books.

He selected the ...... of "Preparation for Emergency", "Elbow Reserve Emergency Prescription", "Basic Theory of Traditional Chinese Medicine", "Dictionary of Chinese Medicine" and "Qianguo Pharmacopoeia".

"That's going to be enough...... By the way, it's a little bit close.

Sun Wenyuan muttered and pulled out three more books from the shelf.

The three books have no names and are a bit old. But in terms of value, it is still above the above books.

One is his Xi notes, one is the medical case of his grandfather Sun Jingcheng, and the other is the experience of Yang Peiyuan.

These three books are all useful to him now, and he naturally will not give them away.

I just wanted to make a copy.

Put the selected books in a small box and put them together with the packaged herbs.

Sun Wenyuan was relieved to sleep.

......

Today's time is much earlier than yesterday.

When Sun Wenyuan arrived, the villagers had not yet eaten breakfast.

After mixing a meal at a middle-aged man's house, Sun Wenyuan began to see a doctor.

Because of the preparation, coupled with the help of middle-aged people, the speed is much faster today.

Before 3 p.m., the free clinic was over.

Sun Wenyuan took out the books he had prepared for the middle-aged man.

He also found out the chapter about throat disease in "Preparing for Emergencies" and pointed it out to middle-aged people.

"This ...... This...... It's all the same. The

middle-aged man looked at it for a while, and found that his ancestral medical book had many similarities with "Preparing for Emergencies".

What Sun Wenyuan said yesterday also reappeared in his mind.

"These are also medical books, and it is possible that some of your family's medical books have been copied from these books.

Sun Wenyuan pointed to the remaining medical books and said to the middle-aged man.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man turned around and went back to the house.

After a while, I came out with an old book.

The old book is thick, like an ordinary dictionary.

Books have no table of contents and no classification.

The first feeling for Sun Wenyuan was chaos.

As he thought, most of the book was copied and not organized at all.

"This one is from "Shennong's

Materia Medica", "This sentence is from "Compendium of Materia Medica

", "This recipe is from "Taiping Huimin and Pharmacy Bureau", ......

"How can this be?" the

middle-aged man couldn't believe it, knowing that this was his family's ancestral medical book.

"You don't have to be disappointed, the notes in this book must not have come from one person, and it is not bad to have this kind of long-term insight.

Sun Wenyuan comforted, and then continued to look at it.

He wanted to confirm that there was no record of Gu poison in it.

The middle-aged man told himself how his ancestors wrote books and how they left family mottos for their descendants.

Sun Wenyuan listened to him while flipping through the medical books.

From time to time, I have to say a few words to the middle-aged man, so that he doesn't talk to himself.

Sun Wenyuan glanced at ten lines, and soon finished a book.

Suddenly, a specially marked phrase caught his attention.

"The insects born in the land of miasma are raised, and they are fed with poison and blood...... Make them fight against each other, and the survivors ......

" "This should be the method of raising Gu!" Sun

Wenyuan was overjoyed in his heart, and then looked down.

It's a pity that there is only the method of raising Gu in the book, and there is no antidote technique.

"Unfortunately, it seems that there is a need to find another way.

Sun Wenyuan sighed in his heart.

At this time, the middle-aged man had already talked about his father.

Sun Wenyuan's heart moved, remembering the medical book he had just opened.

According to the handwriting, it can be inferred that the method of raising Gu is not the middle-aged man's father's notes.

So, Sun Wenyuan had an idea.

"Big brother, I see that there is also a method of raising Gu in this book, have you ever studied it. Maybe

he was happy to say it, but the middle-aged man didn't think much about it, and followed Sun Wenyuan's words and said it.

"Who doesn't, when I was a child, I used to raise it according to the steps in the book, but it didn't work much, at most it could make people have a minor illness.

After listening to this, Sun Wenyuan appropriately showed interest.

The middle-aged man saw that Sun Wenyuan was interested, so he told about it.

It turned out that the sick person was himself, and the symptoms were similar to Ding Meng's, with bulimia, nausea, and vomiting.

At that time, his father cured him with centipedes and scorpions.

Sun Wenyuan heard the method of detoxification, so he asked a few more words in detail.

This question attracted the attention of middle-aged people.

"Is Dr. Sun hiding something from me?"