Chapter 297 Seeking medical treatment, observing, smelling, asking and palpating

Chapter 297 Seeking medical treatment, observing, smelling, asking and palpating

Chapter 297 Seeking medical treatment, observing, smelling, asking and palpating (5K words, please vote at the beginning of the month~)

Xikang.

Two streams of light left Shu and went all the way to Xikang.

"Nanlin, is the Master Huai Pu you mentioned that amazing? The fire poison in my body is a disease I got from my mother. My master has tried many ways to help me get rid of it, but it still hasn't worked. How can a little-known person like him do it?"

The person who was speaking looked to be a young man in his early twenties, a little thin, with a pair of big eyes that were dark and bright. His facial features were handsome, but his face was naturally dark, as if it had been smeared with ashes. He was carrying a large purple gourd that was two feet high on his back.

"Humph!"

His companion snorted in response to his question.

This is a young lady, in her twenties, dressed in red, with a dashing and heroic figure, and a little cinnabar painted between her eyebrows. At this moment, she heard the words of the black-faced young man, and a little annoyance appeared on her face.

"What do you mean by unknown? That's because you don't have much experience. Have you heard of the Guanxuan Temple in Kanli Mountain? Master Huai Pu is a great doctor, especially good at recuperating and replenishing the body. In the past few years, he has cured many people of their hidden injuries and old diseases, and his name has spread all over Xikang.

"Don't I know that the doctors in Shuzhong are good at healing the soul and stabilizing the spirit, and the rest are just reattaching arms and legs. They don't know anything about conditioning.

"The master traveled to Xikang to collect herbs before, and his whereabouts were unknown. He only returned to the mountains to meditate in the past three years. Now he only releases appointments on the first and fifteenth day of each month. I am familiar with the master, so I took the opportunity to bring you here!"

At this point, the woman's expression became proud again, and then she glared at him.
"If you don't believe me, let's stop right now. You go back to your Minshan Sword Pavilion, and I'll go to Kangnan to find my master. Just pretend I never said anything!"

The dark-faced young man smiled and said hurriedly,

"I was wrong. I said something wrong. Thank you Nanlin for your trouble. I will ask the master to take a good look at it for me later."

The woman was not really angry, but when she heard the young man give in, she smiled and said,
"Thank goodness you came back from Minshan Jian Pavilion and still remembered to bring me a signature from Senior Li. It's worth it that I sent an urgent letter to Master Huai Pu for you, asking him to make an exception and come out of seclusion."

The black-faced young man scratched his head and laughed foolishly.

"Of course I know what Nanlin likes. Besides, she is my own senior sister. Let alone the inscriptions and signatures, just tell me what else you want. I will definitely get it back for you."

"No, if you talk too much, it will be annoying. I am already satisfied with the inscription and signature from Senior Li."

After hearing the black-faced young man's words, the woman shook her head.

However, the woman knew that she had actually lied a little. She was indeed very happy to have received the inscription and signature, but she also felt that there was something slightly flawed, and that was the content of the inscription.

The note that Yuchi brought back from Minshan Jiange only had these few words written on it:
"Glorify Xuanmen. - Li Yingqiong"

How should I put it? The handwriting is indeed not very pretty. This may be related to Senior Li's unique swordsmanship. With a sword in hand, all demons are afraid of it, so there is no need for talismans. Since he has never dabbled in talismans, it is natural that he is not very good at controlling the pen. I don't mind this very much.

Besides, even though the handwriting is crooked, the powerful sword intent on it is still eye-catching, and lives up to the resounding reputation of the Ziying Sword.

The content of the title itself, "Glorify the Mysterious Gate", is actually nothing wrong. It is the expectation of the predecessors for the younger generations. If there were no comparison, I would definitely recite it repeatedly with great joy.

But I am afraid of comparison in everything.

At this moment, the woman couldn't help but think of the inscription that Senior Zhou wrote to his junior sister and best friend Lu Linggu:
"The spiritual platform shines brightly, reflecting the moon; the sword of wisdom has no edge, but it can also slay demons. - Zhou Qingyun"

The handwriting is like heaven and earth, and the content itself is also very different. How come the other person's is refreshing to read? And the expectations of the elders for the younger generation are very heartfelt! This is entrusted to the individual, teaching people to cultivate both inside and outside, and it is also very meaningful and charming.

The woman clearly remembered how happy her friend was when she personally handed the note to Linggu. She almost fainted from happiness.

Ling Gu said that her name "Ling" appeared in this short sentence, and "Hui Jian" came from the story of Lu Zu, who had the same surname. How could Senior Zhou be so attentive!
The woman also knew that this short sentence had become Linggu's motto from then on. She also embroidered this short sentence on her scabbard and belt, with even the handwriting being exactly the same.

I was so envious of myself at that time.

Although I have it now, why are there only four words "Guangda Xuanmen"?

This is obviously a cliché spoken without any thought!

If I embroider these four words on the scabbard and belt, others might think they are the new uniforms issued by the alliance. Of course, I can't use the original handwriting...

The woman didn't know whether Senior Li wrote the note casually, but she was present when Senior Zhou wrote the inscription for Ling Gu, and she saw with her own eyes that Senior Zhou thought about it seriously.

Once she had this thought, the woman would compare it repeatedly. The more she compared, the greater the gap in her heart became, and the more uncomfortable she felt, so much so that she couldn't help but think:
I wish I hadn’t received this note.

The girl's mind became quick. The woman who had just smiled suddenly frowned again. She rolled her eyes at the man next to her, stomped her feet in hatred, and turned into a sword light and quickly flew away.

Yuchi Zhenyan was confused, not knowing what he had done wrong again. He scratched his head innocently, then turned into a sword light and followed.
"Nanlin, wait for me!"

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The two of them sped up and soon arrived at Kanli Mountain.

It is now the third phase of the Waking of Insects season. The Yuzhang area is full of life and the spring rain is like silk, but in Xikang it is still snowing heavily. This is exactly:

A river of ten thousand miles flows into the ocean, and a mountain of nine thousand feet rises to the sky.

In the cold winter with west wind and north snow, looking east to the south of the Yangtze River, it is already spring.

The vastness of China can be seen from this.

Although there was heavy snow, the top of Kanli Mountain was surrounded by colorful clouds that could not be blown away by the wind and snow, making it very easy to recognize.

"Hey, Nanlin, look, there is a pine forest on the top of the snowy mountain. Very green pines."

Yuchi Zhenyan pointed to several green patches on the top of the mountain.

Yu Nanlin rolled his eyes at him and didn't want to answer. He turned to the green pine and said loudly,

"Mr. Lion, I have an appointment with Master Huai Pu."

Then, Yuchi Zhenyan saw two golden lights on the top of the snow, like two large lanterns shining over. However, the golden light only flashed for a moment and disappeared immediately.

“That mountain is alive!”

Yuchi Zhenyan told Yu Nanlin excitedly.

Yu Nanlin still didn't want to talk, and pulled Yuchi Zhenyan into the clouds. Since everyone called him Black Boy, there must be a reason for being Black, and there must be a reason for being a boy.

The two of them passed through the formation safely and landed in front of Guanxuan Temple.

"Mysterious and mysterious, the realm of Kanli and Canxuan above the clouds. Wonderful and more wonderful, the dragon and tiger in the furnace knock on the door of wonder. Hey, you are quite boastful."

Yuchi Zhenyan read the couplet on the doorpost.

Yu Nanlin still ignored him and announced loudly,

"Master Huai Pu, Yu Nanlin from Qingcheng Mountain wants to see you."

Immediately, there was a response from the temple.
"Please come in."

So the two of them entered the temple, only to see a Taoist priest in hemp clothes sitting in the temple with a warm stove in his hands.

"Master Huai Pu."

Yu Nanlin greeted him.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, and this fellow Daoist, please take a seat."

Feng Jihu said with a smile.

The two sat down and were introduced by Yu Nanlin.

"Master Huai Pu, this is Yuchi Zhenyan, a disciple of Li Yuanhua, the Purple Bearded Flying Thunder from Fei Lei Ridge, Mount Emei."

Yuchi Zhenyan bowed his hands.
"Meet Master Huai Pu."

Feng Jihu also returned the greeting.
"Fellow Daoist Yuchi, I am honored."

Yu Nanlin immediately got to the point.
"Master, I am disturbing your meditation this time just for Yuchi."

Feng Jihu nodded.

"I have received your letter. You said in the letter that this Taoist Yuchi was born with the innate fire poison in his mother's womb?"

Yu Nanlin and Yuchi Zhenyan both nodded repeatedly, the former said,

"Yuchi, please talk to the master yourself, but please be clear and explain in detail."

Yuchi Zhenyan nodded and looked at Feng Jihu, but he didn't know where to start.

Seeing this, Feng Jihu said,

"Then, Daoist Yuchi, please tell me the source of your fire evil poison."

Yuchi Zhenyan nodded. Anyway, his life story was known to everyone in Shu, so there was no harm in telling it again.
"I was born in the Wild Man Mountain in Yunnan. When my mother was pregnant with me, a red star fell to the ground and smashed into the fire cave in the ground vein, forming a "ground fire and sky star evil". The evil spirit was everywhere. My mother was close to the falling star at that time, and she breathed in a breath of evil spirit, which was infected on me.

"Master said that I was blessed in disguise by achieving the Mysterious Evil Fire Vein. However, I was able to cultivate very quickly and refine the Earthly Evil very quickly. However, I also developed a problem. The innate fire poison accumulated in my body would flare up from time to time, and it was extremely painful when it did."

Feng Jihu looked a little serious, and asked, "How many months pregnant was your mother at that time?"

Yuchi Zhenyan was silent for a moment after hearing this. No one had asked him this question before, and he didn't really want to answer it. But thinking that Nanlin had made this trip just for him, he still told the truth.

"I was born prematurely at seven months old and was delivered by cesarean section by the villagers."

As Yuchi Zhenyan answered, his heart ached, because he heard from his master that his mother died on the spot, and he was about to die. Moreover, because his whole body was black, he was regarded as a freak and was going to be burned to death.

Feng Jihu nodded, thought for a while, and asked again,

"What are the symptoms during an attack? Cough?"

"cough!"

Yu Nanlin interrupted,
"He was nearly coughing to death. Just now in the Demon Locking Tower, we went to interrogate a demon and he suddenly had a seizure. The demon took the opportunity to attack us, and we barely escaped."

Yuchi Zhenyan's face darkened - but fortunately his face was dark to begin with, so it was not noticeable. He seemed to feel a little ashamed that he had caused Yu Nanlin to almost fall into danger, so he explained,
"That demon is from the Red Heart Cult and can manipulate the fire in my heart. He cast a spell on me secretly and aroused the fire poison in my body, causing it to break out."

When Feng Jihu heard the words "Demon Locking Tower", his heart moved, but he suppressed it for the time being, and continued to observe Yuchi Zhenyan carefully and continued to ask about his condition.

"Does your lungs hurt when you cough?"

Yuchi Zhenyan nodded as he listened.
"It hurts!"

Feng Jihu continued to ask,

"Do you feel choking? Do you feel burning in your throat and nose? Will you lose your voice?"

"Yes! All of them! You are truly a miracle doctor!"

Yuchi Zhenyan became excited. At this moment, he felt that the Taoist priest in front of him was really different from the doctors he had met before.

Feng Jihu nodded. Seeing that the man was quite convinced of his medical skills, he was too lazy to guess. After all, it was a waste of time and effort, and if he guessed wrong, it would ruin his reputation.

Feng Jihu is very experienced in treating patients. For example, patients with long-term illnesses like this will feel tired when they see a doctor and will not believe that anyone can cure them. Therefore, if you ask them in detail at the beginning, the patients will often give perfunctory responses, which is not conducive to the judgment of the condition.

As soon as Yuchi Zhenyan entered the temple, Feng Jihu saw his demeanor and steps, and Feng Jihu could naturally tell that Yuchi Zhenyan was such a person. So he only asked a few simple questions, and based on his own observations and judgments, he began to draw conclusions, thus shocking the patient.

Feng Jihu's method worked, so at this moment he calmly opened his mouth and began to ask,
"Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Yuchi Zhenyan was already convinced at this moment, so he naturally cooperated actively and answered whatever was asked.
"When an attack occurs, my hands and feet feel cold, and my ears feel numb..."

Feng Jihu listened carefully and nodded from time to time.

Yuchi Zhenyan quickly confessed his illness, saying everything he could think of. After he finished, he looked at Feng Jihu eagerly.

"Look at the tongue coating."

"what--"

"Take my pulse again."

Yuchi Zhenyan pulled the cushion to Feng Jihu's side and extended his hand.

Feng Jihu cried for a while and nodded. He already had an idea in his mind.

Yuchi Zhenyan blinked.
"Master, is there still hope?"

Yuchi Zhenyan felt a little uneasy. Although this disease wouldn't kill him, it was really painful. It hurt since he was a child, and now that he's reached the third level, it still hurts. He was afraid that it would flare up during a fight, which would be fatal.

He has seen many famous doctors since he was a child, but this one feels to Yuchi Zhenyan to be the most reliable. When many people heard that it was congenital fire poison, they would not ask anything or would not examine the patient, or after asking casually, they would take out a gourd of pills and tell the patient to go back and take them, as if the medicine in his gourd could cure all diseases. Of course, it was useless after taking the pills.

Feng Jihu nodded.

"It's not difficult to cure. You have fire evil spirits entering your body, hurting your lungs and kidneys, so you have a cough and numb ears. You need to take care of yourself, replenish metal and moisten water, and suppress the fire. In addition, some evil spirits have blocked the meridians connecting your internal organs to your limbs, so your hands and feet are cold. The fire energy in this area needs to be dissolved. There is only one small problem, which is that these evil spirits are too tightly entangled with your internal organs and meridians. They cannot be removed quickly. They need to be dissolved slowly. It will take at least three to five years to succeed."

Feng Jihu had an idea in his mind. This was actually somewhat similar to Xinzhan's true evil acupuncture point. However, this Yuchi was much luckier, or perhaps unfortunate, because his mother blocked most of the evil spirits for him, and seven months was just enough for him to stay alive.

When Yuchi Zhenyan heard this, he was overjoyed and said,
"Not slow anymore, not slow anymore!"

Feng Jihu nodded.

"I'll prescribe a prescription for you."

As he said that, he took out a pen and paper. The note floated in the air, and Feng Jihu began to write stroke by stroke, while Yuchi Zhenyan watched beside him.

"Qinghuo Zhensha Soup".

What a common name.

Yuchi Zhenyan couldn't help but think so.

"The prescription is divided into main medicine, auxiliary medicine, and adjuvant medicine. Their functions are to clear the lungs and purge fire, cool the blood and remove blood stasis, and dredge the meridians and protect the blood vessels. The three will promote the efficacy of each other. I will prescribe the medicine for you for the first course of treatment, which is the first two months. After that, you can just take it according to the prescription and take it according to the prescription."

Yuchi Zhenyan listened and nodded repeatedly, his eyes fixed on what was written on the note:
Main ingredients: 3g of Scutellaria baicalensis, 5g of Phellodendron chinense, ...

Auxiliary drugs: 2 qian of Coptis chinensis, 2 qian of purple apricot kernel, ...

Auxiliary drugs: 3 grams of ginseng, 2 grams of licorice, ...

Preparation: First fry the white flower, high heat, then turn to low heat after 25 minutes, add the scutellaria baicalensis…

dose:……

Medicine guide: pear juice.

Taboo: Eating dry food,...

……

The writing is meticulous.

Although Yuchi Zhenyan didn't understand, he still nodded repeatedly, because this kind of medicine seemed to be better than the gourd pills that some doctors prescribed to cure all diseases.

After finishing the prescription, Feng Jihu handed the note to Yuchi Zhenyan and said,

"In the first month of taking the medicine, your cough will intensify and you will cough up black and red bloody phlegm. This is the process of expelling the fire poison. In the second month, the burning pain in your throat will ease, but red spots will appear on your chest. This is also the process of expelling toxins. This process will take a long time, as short as three years or as long as five years. When the red spots disappear, your fire evil disease will be cured."

Yuchi Zhenyan took the note with trembling hands, and said yes repeatedly, then suddenly realized,

"Master, I wonder what kind of reward I would have to pay for this recipe?"

Feng Jihu smiled, but before he could speak, Yu Nanlin answered for him.

"Master, you don't want any gold or silver treasures, you only want herbs and water and wood evil spirits. If you have any ready-made ones, take them out. If not, I will guarantee you, so you don't have to pay anything in advance. When you find them in the future, just send them here."

Yuchi Zhenyan scratched his head. He really didn't have any herbs on him. He did have some Fire Evils and Gold Evils, but no Water or Wood Evils. So he could only say,

"Master, please give me a few days, and I will definitely send it to you."

Feng Jihu shook his head and smiled.

"Not urgent."

Then, he began to pack the medicines needed for the first course of treatment for Yuchi Zhenyan in front of the two of them. His hands kept moving and he was chatting with the two of them.

"I have a question. I wonder if you two could help me solve it."

he asks.

"Master, please speak."

Yuchi Zhenyan said.

"Daoyou Yuchi is the disciple of the Bearded Immortal of Emei, who is the junior brother of the Immortal Miaoyi. The Immortal Miaoyi is of the same generation as the Immortal Hanxu of Qingcheng, and Daoyou Huyan is the disciple of the Immortal Hanxu. So, logically speaking, Daoyou Yuchi and Daoyou Huyan are of the same generation, and should be one generation older than Daoyou Yu. But I see that the two Daoyou are of similar age. Which one of them accepted a disciple late? Why is the difference so huge?"

Feng Jihu asked.

Yu Nanlin heard this and answered,
"I can help you with this. Miaoyi Zhenren and my headmaster are of the same generation and of similar age. However, my headmaster accepted his first disciple a long time ago, who was my master, Bo Ji Denggao. Hundreds of years later, he accepted my master Hu Yanjun, my third uncle Yang Taizhen, and my fourth uncle, who was my great-uncle Bai Lu. Then, after a long time, he accepted my young uncle Yuan Yongzhen. At this time, Miaoyi Zhenren began to accept Qi Xiujian as his true disciple, so the age difference is quite large.

“As for the Seven Feizhen Immortals, they were accepted by Immortal Miaoyi one after another after Immortal Changmei ascended to heaven. They are just about the same age as my master.

"After Immortal Miaoyi accepted Qi Xiujian, the Seven Immortals of Feizhen began to accept disciples. At this time, my master also accepted me. So now the three generations of Qingcheng and the two generations of Emei masters are about the same age."

Feng Jihu nodded, so that's what happened. Then, he continued to dispense medicine, as if he was afraid that the monk would feel awkward after quieting down, so he said casually,

"Just now, Fellow Daoist Yu said that the two of you were going to the Demon Locking Tower for interrogation. Fellow Daoist Yuchi was provoked by the evil head of the Red Heart Sect and his old illness relapsed. How come these evil heads still have magic power after being locked up in the Demon Locking Tower?"

(End of this chapter)