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After coming to the medical center, this person explained the essence of Taoism with Wang Yao, expounded the theoretical thoughts of immortality, and then talked about the Taoism of Dan Dao, which is a side-by-side guide. At the end, I even talked about Xiandan, and said that I have the formula of Xiandan in my hand. However, there are still a few of them.

"That doctor, please take a look at it, my son is not thinking about delusion, thinking about practicing the Tao all day long." With the middle-aged man who came to look like a very lean young man.

"How long has this been?"

"Hey, it’s been more than a year. Last spring, he went to the South to play with his classmates. After he came back, he became a god. He dreamed of becoming a fairy all day. At the beginning, I was only He casually talked about it, but gradually found out that something was wrong. He read some Taoist books all day, and bought some messy things. He tried his own pharmacy alchemy. He almost didn't get poisoned twice. Fortunately, I found out. In time, he took him to see the doctors in the psychiatric department. They said that this is a paranoia. It is recommended to take compulsory treatment in a psychiatric hospital. I am reluctant to give it up. I have been shutting down at home and I have been looking for a lot of things. Doctors, the condition has not improved in the slightest, but it is getting more and more serious. This will not bring you to look at it."

"I am not sick!" said the young man.

"What is your way of repairing?"

"Longevity is not old." The young man is very firm.

"Who is the teacher?"

"Changchun."

"Qiu Chuanji?" Wang Yao first thought of the Quanzheng Qiuqiu machine.

"No!" The man waved his hand after listening.

"Who is that?"

"Oh, not enough for outsiders." The young man smiled.

Don't look at him lean, but his eyes are very god.

"I will give you a pulse." Wang Yao reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"I am not sick!" The young man struggled, but like a chicken, Wang Yao was firmly in his hand.

"Well, there is nothing wrong with the body, that is, a certain amount of toxin has accumulated in the viscera. This is related to the so-called medicinal herbs that he ate. As for the spirit?" Wang Yao smiled at the young man.

"The problem can be big!"

His illness and Chen Ying’s younger brother’s situation are really similar. A full-fledged martial arts river and lake, a sword and a sword, one is the brain-filling method of cultivating the fairy, and it is a very deep obsession, and he and Chen Zhou. The situation is different. Chen Zhou is a problem with the meridian of the brain. The meridian of the brain of this young man is no problem. That is to say, his illness is not "real" and he is "virtual". In addition, listening to his parents' description, he can be a few hours, that is, meditation, can sit, not a special arrogance.

"Interesting!" Wang Yao said with a smile. He was the first to encounter such a disease.

"Dr. Wang, look at him?"

"He is too obsessed." Wang Yaodao.

"Excuse?"

"What obsession, you don't understand." Young people said.

Now, the idea has been implanted in his mind, and the monk is cultivated into a fairy. Just as the seed is planted in the land, it has been deeply rooted and grows into a trunk. This trunk is not in the real world. Looking directly at the felling, the "tree of obsession" in this mind wants to be cut down, but it is very difficult, because this is the world of spiritual thinking, and it can only mean something that cannot be said.

"Then, Dr. Wang, look?"

"You are foreigners?"

"Yes, we are in the province, but also listen to friends and say that you have a good medical skill, so come and see."

"His condition is very special, I need to imagine how to treat." Wang Yaodao, he was the first to encounter such a patient with no organic disease, pure "paranoia."

"Since it is a person who cultivates the Tao, what is it called?" Wang Yao smiled and asked the young man.

"The breeze."

"The breeze is coming, the water is not booming?"

"Also!" said the young man.

"What is a long life?"

"Long and long, the world is the same, long-lasting immortal." Young people said.

"What is the use of longevity?"

"Be happy." Young people said.

"What else would you do besides the monastic?"

"Alchemy."

"How about refining?"

"Can you?"

"Away from your parents, how do you live?"

“The meal is in the air.”

Hahaha, Wang Yao laughed loudly.

"What is it?"

“Meal style sleep?” Wang Yao no doubt.

"Practitioners, not outside the body."

"Okay, let's go." Wang Yao waved his hand.

"The doctor, his illness?"

"Let me think about it again? You leave a contact, wait for me to think about it, then contact you." Wang Yaodao, he really has no good way to treat this strange patient.

"Good." The middle-aged man listened to his post and his face was inevitably revealing a disappointing look. He came with hope and rushed thousands of miles away. He did not expect it to be such a result.

"Don't my son really be saved."

Their family left the hospital, just as Pan Jun came in from outside.

"Master, was the young man a Taoist now?"

"Well, he thinks it is a Taoist." Wang Yaodao.

"Do you think?"

"His illness is very strange, very deep obsession, he wants to cultivate into a fairy."

"What, neurosis?!" Pan Junyi.

"It should be attributed to that category, and his illness and strangeness, no organic changes, and spiritual things."

"It’s really the size of the world, no wonder, the forest is big, there are always a few scorpion trees."

"Oh, his illness is very strange, I really did not think of any suitable way to treat." Wang Yaodao.

"Master, I have seen almost the book you gave me last time."

"Yes, I am testing you?"

"sure."

Wang Yao then randomly asked some questions, mostly in medical and pharmacological aspects. Pan Jun answered very smoothly, and he also had his own opinions. He was a doctor who had been doing this for many years. The emergency department met. Many patients are still very rich in experience.

"Well, very good, give you a few more books, yes, this book can be seen." Wang Yao gave him the "Mulberry Medicine Book" by Sang Guzi.

"This book was written by an old friend. He is a master of Xinglin and a famous Chinese medicine practitioner. This is a combination of his theory and experience of practicing medicine for decades. The things inside are very good and deserve to be read carefully."

"Hey." He took the book, opened it and saw it, and there was a message from Sang Guzi on the title page.

"Sang Guzi?"

"How, have you heard of it?"

"Listen to what you mentioned." Pan Jundao.

“Special thanks? Master, do you have any credit for it?”

"I just mentioned a little something. It doesn't make any merit. This book is a good look."

"okay."

At noon, Wang Yao left Pan Jun to have a meal at home.

"Some days haven't come yet?" Wang Fenghua said.

"Hey, uncle, I have been busy recently." Pan Jun said that he is indeed busy recently. The hospital is busy with the annual title evaluation. He is more likely this year.

"Title, intermediate?"

"No, I want to rush to the vice high." Pan Jundao.

"If you need my help, let me say."

"Hey, I am ready here, there is no big problem." Pan Jun said. "I actually focused on participating this time."

"If you can judge it, try your best. Is it in the city or in the province to comment?"

"It is estimated that the file will be sent to the province. If the intermediate level is available, the relevant departments in the city will be able to review it. Can you not declare it?"

"I can't." Wang Yao said with a smile, he is engaged in the individual, not in the preparation, this title does not have a big effect on him.

After lunch, Pan Jun accompanied Wang Yao’s father to smoke two cigarettes. Then the master and the teacher returned to the medical hall.

"Master, our dean is still thinking about you."

"Is it my medicine?"

"Yes, you don't know, you are now a famous doctor in Lianshan County!" Pan Jun said, "There are several people in our hospital who are asking you to come and see you!"

"Go to your hospital, forget it." This proposal was mentioned by Pan Jun.

"I can't stand that kind of constraint."

"Well, it is definitely not as good as there in this hospital."

Wang Yao made a pot of tea.

"Drinking tea."

"Thank you, Master."

"Is it hot recently?"

"A bit."

"Work is important, the body is more important, drink more tea." Wang Yaodao.

From the morning to the present, he felt that Pan Jun had something in his heart. It should be a matter of work. He asked a few words, but Pan Jun did not say anything, and he could not ask.

"Yes, you are right."

These two people are saying this, Zhong Liuchuan entered the yard.

"Exactly, just brewed tea."

"Then I can have a good time." Zhong Liuchuan smiled and said that he had a cup of tea himself, and then filled Wang Yao and Pan Jun.

"Sir, just now Jia gave me a call and wanted to come over to visit you."

"What is it, or is it because of the island city?"

"Correct."

"Nothing is necessary."

"He is already on the way."

"It’s a visitor." Wang Yaodao.

"Then let me tell him?"

"Row."

An hour later, Jia was driving in the car and came to the hospital with Hu Mei.

"Sir, bother."

"Come on, drink tea." Wang Yao waited for them in the small courtyard, a pot of tea, a stack of dried fruits.

"Try it, this is the chestnut that has just been picked."

"Thank you."

"Well, it tastes great." Jia Zi ate a way.

"This time I came to thank my husband."

"Is things solved?"

"It should be." Jia said, Zhang Wei has disappeared for many days, and that thing has never been exposed. Perhaps it is really that he discovered his conscience before he died, and cleaned up all the black materials they used to. , destroyed, did not leave the so-called handle.

"What are your plans for the future?"

"Prepared to the life of ordinary people, I have discussed with Hu Mei, I am going to choose a good day, get married this year, and then find a quiet place, have more children, and live the lives of ordinary people."