As soon as this person came to the medical clinic, he explained the essence of Taoism to Wang Yao, elaborated on the theoretical ideas of immortality, and then talked about the Taoist alchemy method. At the end, he even talked about the elixir and said that he had the recipe for the elixir in his hand. But there are still some missing ingredients.
"Doctor, please check if my son is suffering from delusion. He thinks about cultivating Taoism and becoming an immortal all day long." said the middle-aged man who brought this very lean young man over.
"How long has this been going on?"
"Hey, it's been more than a year. Last spring, he went to the south with his classmates to play. After he came back, he became a god. He fantasized about becoming an immortal and attaining enlightenment all day long. At the beginning, I was just pretending He talked casually, but gradually he realized that something was wrong. He read some Taoist books all day long, bought some random things, and tried to make medicine and make elixirs by himself. He almost didn't get poisoned twice. Fortunately, I found it. In time, I took him to see a psychiatrist. They said he was suffering from delusion and suggested that he be detained in a mental hospital for compulsory treatment. I couldn't bear it, so I didn't send him to him and kept him at home. I also found a lot of people. Doctor, my condition has not improved at all. On the contrary, it is getting worse. I will not bring this to you for a look.”
"I'm not sick!" the young man said.
"Why do you practice Taoism?"
"Immortal." The young man said firmly.
"Who do you study under?"
"Changchunzi."
"Qiu Chuji?" The first thing Wang Yao thought of was Qiu Chuji, the Changchun disciple of the Quanzhen Sect.
"No!" The man waved his hand after hearing this.
"Who is that?"
"Haha, it's not enough for outsiders." The young man said with a smile.
Although he is lean, his eyes are very sharp.
"I'll take your pulse." Wang Yao reached out and grabbed his wrist.
"I'm not sick!" The young man struggled, but was held tightly in Wang Yao's hand like a chicken.
"Well, there's nothing serious about his body. It's just that a certain amount of toxins have accumulated in his organs. This is related to the so-called pills he took. As for his spirit?" Wang Yao smiled and looked at the young man.
"This is a big problem!"
His illness is really similar to that of Chen Ying's younger brother. One is full of martial arts, swords and swords, and the other is full of immortality. To become an immortal is a very deep obsession, and he has a very deep obsession with Chen Zhou. The situation is different. Chen Zhouna had a problem with the meridians in his brain, but there was no problem with the meridians in this young man's brain. In other words, his disease was not "real" but purely "deficient". In addition, according to his parents' description, he can sit still for several hours, just meditate and chant sutras, and he can sit still without being particularly manic.
"Interesting!" Wang Yao said with a smile. This was the first time he encountered such a disease.
"Doctor Wang, do you want to see him?"
"He is too obsessed with it," Wang Yao said.
"Obsession?"
"What kind of obsession, you don't understand at all." The young man said.
Now, the idea has been implanted in his mind. Cultivating Taoism and becoming an immortal is like a seed planted in the ground. It has taken root and sprouted and grown into a tree trunk. This tree trunk is not what it looks like in reality. I don’t want it to be like that. It is very difficult to cut down the "tree of obsession" in the mind, because this is the world of spiritual thinking, and one can only comprehend the ineffable things.
"Well, Doctor Wang, what do you think?"
"Are you from outside?"
"Yes, we are from the province, and we heard from our friends that you have excellent medical skills, so we came here to take a look."
"His condition is very special. I need to imagine how to treat it." Wang Yaodao said that this was the first time he encountered this kind of patient with no organic disease, a pure "hypothetical syndrome."
"Since he is a cultivator, how should he be called?" Wang Yao asked the young man with a smile.
"Qingfengzi."
"The breeze is coming slowly, but the water is sluggish?"
"Of course!" said the young man.
"What is immortality?"
"For a long time, the heaven and the earth have the same life span, and are immortal." The young man said.
"What's the use of immortality?"
"Carefree." The young man said.
"Besides practicing Taoism, what else would you do?"
"Alchemy."
"How's your practice going?"
"Alright?"
"How do you live without your parents?"
"Eating in the wind and sleeping in the dew."
Hahaha, Wang Yao laughed loudly.
"Why not?"
"Eating in the wind and sleeping in the dew?" Wang Yao had a question on his face.
"Those who practice Buddhism should not be affected by things outside themselves."
"Okay, let's go." Wang Yao waved his hand.
"Then doctor, what's his disease?"
"Let me think about it again? Please leave your contact information and I will contact you when I think about it." Wang Yaodao said that he really didn't have a good way to treat this strange patient now.
"Okay." The middle-aged man said after hearing this, with a look of disappointment on his face. He came with hope and traveled thousands of miles, but he did not expect such a result.
"Is it true that my son can't be saved?"
The family left the hospital when Pan Jun came in from outside.
"Master, was that young man just now a Taoist priest?"
"Well, he thinks he is a Taoist priest." Wang Yao said.
"What do you think?"
"His illness is very strange and he has a deep obsession. He wants to practice Taoism and become an immortal."
"What, crazy?!" Pan Jun was stunned.
"It should fall into that category, and his illness and strangeness have no organic changes. They are purely mental."
"The world is really big and full of wonders. Even if the forest is big, there are always a few crooked-necked trees."
"Haha, his illness is very strange. I really can't think of any suitable way to treat it." Wang Yaodao.
"Master, I have read almost all the books you gave me last time."
"Really, let me test you?"
"sure."
Wang Yao then asked some random questions, mostly in the field of medicine and pharmacology. Pan Jun answered very smoothly, and he also had some of his own opinions. After all, he has been a doctor for so many years. I met him in the emergency department. Many patients are still very rich in experience.
"Well, very good, I'll give you a few more books. By the way, you can read this book." Wang Yao gave him the "Mulberry Medicine Medical Book" written by Sang Guzi.
"This book was written by an old friend. He is an apricot master and a famous Chinese medicine expert. It is a combination of his decades of medical theory and experience. The content in it is very good and deserves careful attention."
"Hey." He took the book and opened it. There was a message from Sang Guzi on the title page.
"Sang Guzi?"
"What, have you heard of it?"
"I heard you mentioned it." Pan Jun said.
"Special thanks? Master, your contribution is also part of this, right?"
"I just mentioned a few things. It doesn't count as much credit. Please read this book carefully."
"okay."
At noon, Wang Yaoliu and Pan Jun had a light meal at home.
"You haven't been here for a while?" Wang Fenghua asked.
"Hey, uncle, I've been quite busy recently." Pan Jun said. He has indeed been quite busy recently. The hospital is busy with the annual professional title evaluation. His chances are higher this year.
"Professional title, intermediate?"
"No, I want to challenge the deputy director." Pan Jun said.
"If you need my help, just let me know."
"Hey, I'm all ready, there's no big problem." Pan Jun said. "My main focus this time is participation."
"If you can be evaluated, try your best to get evaluated. Should you do it in the city or in the province?"
"I guess the files will have to be sent to the province. If it is an intermediate level, the relevant departments in the city will be able to review it. Master, won't you declare it?"
"I won't." Wang Yao said with a smile. He worked as an individual, not within the establishment. This professional title did not have much effect on him.
After lunch, Pan Jun smoked two cigarettes with Wang Yao's father. Then, the master and apprentice returned to the medical center.
"Master, our dean is still thinking about you."
"Are you thinking about my medicine?"
"Yes, you don't know that you are now a famous doctor in our Lianshan County!" Pan Jun said, "Several people in our hospital have suggested inviting you to come for a consultation!"
"Go to your hospital and forget it." Pan Jun once suggested this.
"I can't stand that kind of restraint."
"Well, it's definitely not as comfortable over there as in this medical center."
Wang Yao brewed a pot of tea.
"Drink tea."
"Thank you, Master."
"Have you been angry recently?"
"Kind of."
"Work is important, but your health is even more important. Drink more tea." Wang Yaodao.
From the morning until now, he felt that Pan Jun had something on his mind, probably something related to work. He asked a few questions, but Pan Jun didn't say anything clearly, and he couldn't ask again.
"Yes, you are right."
While these two people were talking, Zhong Liuchuan entered the yard.
"Just right, the tea has just been brewed."
"Then I'm in for a treat." Zhong Liuchuan said with a smile. He got a cup of tea himself and then filled it up for Wang Yao and Pan Jun.
"Sir, Jia Zizai called me just now and wanted to make a special trip to visit you."
"What's going on? Is it because of the island city?"
"right."
"That's not necessary."
"He's already on his way."
"You are a guest when you come." Wang Yao said.
"Then shall I tell him?"
"OK."
An hour later, Jia Zizai drove and took Hu Mei to the medical center.
"Sir, excuse me."
"Come, drink tea." Wang Yao was waiting for them in the small courtyard with a pot of tea and a pile of dried fruits.
"Taste it, these are the chestnuts that were picked just now."
"Thanks."
"Well, it tastes great." Jia Zizi said after taking one.
"I came here specifically to thank you sir."
"Is the matter settled?"
"It should be." Jia Zizai said. Zhang Wei has disappeared for many days, and the matter has never been exposed. Perhaps it was his conscience that discovered it before he died and cleaned up all the black information about them. , destroyed, leaving no so-called handle.
"What are your plans for the future?"
"I am going to live an ordinary life. Hu Mei and I have discussed it. We are going to choose a good day to get married this year, and then find a quiet place to have more children and live an ordinary life."