Traditional Chinese medicine is the essence of the country, inherited from five thousand years of civilization and accumulated from generation to generation. And the medicinal materials market in every city is a place where the masters of traditional Chinese medicine who live in seclusion in the city like to live in seclusion.
Mu Qingping firmly believed in this, so while visiting famous doctors, she also took her daughter to the Chinese medicinal materials market in each city, hoping to meet a miracle doctor in the huge crowd and cure her daughter's strange disease.
As the saying goes: Under a heavy reward, there must be a brave man.
Every time Mu Qingping comes to the medicinal materials market, the leaders of the medicinal materials market management office will send people to help her set up the arena. Every time, many people will come to the arena to consult with her daughter.
"I'll try!"
After Tang Xiu arrived, he squeezed to the front of the crowd and prepared to board the platform.
"I should do it first! At such a young age, don't join in the fun. Some money is not within your reach."
Among the crowd, a middle-aged man wearing a Chinese tunic suit glanced at Tang Xiu coldly, and then walked onto the platform.
Tang Xiu raised his eyebrows and stood at the front of the crowd without fighting back.
on the platform.
Mu Qingping looked forward to it and asked respectfully, "What's your surname?"
"Chu...Chu Guoxiong."
"Hello Dr. Chu, thank you for coming forward. Do you want to take a look at my daughter's case? There are descriptions of various symptoms she has examined over the past few years."
"Bring it to me!"
Chu Guoxiong nodded and took the thick stack of inspection reports. He looked at them carefully for a few minutes, his brows furrowed into the word "Chuan". He came to the single bed and sat down, reaching out and grabbing the girl's wrist.
Traditional Chinese Medicine consultation: looking, smelling, asking and feeling.
Chu Guoxiong pressed the girl's pulse for more than a minute, shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed: "Weird, really weird. I have been practicing medicine for decades and have seen countless cases, but I have never encountered any She experienced such a strange situation. Her body was too cold and her meridians were messy, slightly different from ordinary people's meridians. The most important thing was her tendons. When I was feeling her pulse just now, I touched her arm with my other hand. The Wuli acupoint in her hand was a large acupoint with several tendons around it, but when I touched it, she obviously felt a strong pain. This shows that the problem lies in the meridians and tendons in her body. "
Talking!
He spread his hands and smiled bitterly again: "There is no way to start, no way to treat."
"well!"
Mu Qingping sighed deeply, feeling even more miserable in her heart. She looked forward to it again and again, and was disappointed again and again. Now her heart was stimulated to the point of despair.
The hundreds of people watching around shook their heads in disappointment. At least half of these hundreds of people must have seen this scene today. Many people have even seen Mu Qingping come here to set up the ring more than ten times.
They pity the little girl!
Like Mu Qingping, they also hoped that a miracle doctor would appear to solve the child's physical pain.
Chu Guoxiong looked at Mu Qingping's disappointed expression, was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "Maybe there is someone who can diagnose your daughter's strange disease, and there is even a high possibility of curing her."
Mu Qingping's eyes lit up and she asked hastily: "Which miracle doctor is it?"
Chu Guoxiong said: "My master, ghosts see sorrow."
"Wow..."
Half of the people around started making noises, and everyone looked at Chu Guoxiong in shock, with incredible light in their eyes. Who in the entire country has not heard of the name of the miracle doctor who treats ghosts and ghosts? And the middle-aged man named Chu Guoxiong in front of him turned out to be Gui Jianchou's disciple!
"As the saying goes: A great teacher makes a great disciple. Even if Chu Guoxiong cannot cure that little girl, his medical skills must be very good."
"The successor of the miraculous doctor! Today I am truly lucky to be able to meet the successor of the miraculous doctor."
"The miracle doctor Gui Jianchou hasn't appeared in nearly twenty years. Where is he now?"
"Even the disciples of the miracle doctor can't cure that little girl. I'm afraid there is no hope."
"I met a great god!"
“…”
Mu Qingping had heard the name of the miracle doctor Gui Jianchou countless times, but this time, strong hope arose in her heart, and she asked expectantly: "Doctor Chu, your master... where is he?"
Chu Guoxiong smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, I don't know where my mentor is now. His whereabouts are erratic, and I haven't seen him for four years. However, every five years, my master will visit Come to me once, and when I see my mentor again, I will naturally tell him about your situation. At that time, if he is willing to take action, I will contact you."
Mu Qingping hurriedly told Chu Guoxiong her contact information and thanked him profusely.
Tang Xiu stood at the front of the crowd. When he saw Chu Guoxiong's diagnosis result, his mind moved slightly. Just when he was about to board the platform and check the girl's body in person, a sarcastic word came out from the crowd:
"What disciple of the miracle doctor? I think he is just a swindler! Gui Jianchou is indeed a highly respected miracle doctor. His medical skills and moral character are admirable. But the successor of the miracle doctor can't even cure a child. Isn't this an international joke? !”
A moment!
All eyes were focused on the speaker.
He is an old man with white hair, a thin face with a goatee, and a sneer in his triangular eyes. He is dressed like the clothes of the 1950s and 1960s, with a coarse cloth and a turban. The most important thing is the shoes he wears, which are a pair of straw sandals made of hemp rope.
"Who are you?"
Chu Guoxiong frowned deeply and looked at the old man with hostility.
The old man sneered and said: "You are not qualified to know who I am. Maybe Gui Jianchou didn't know me until that old guy came."
Chu Guoxiong's eyes narrowed, and he was silent for a moment. He raised his hands and said, "I don't need to explain whether my master is a miraculous doctor. Since you look down on me and think I'm not doing anything, why don't you go to consult and treat this little girl yourself? If you can cure her, it will be a great deed."
The old man said arrogantly: "Since I stepped forward, I will naturally cure her."
Said.
He stepped onto the platform and sat down beside the bed.
Read the medical records, observe the words and expressions, feel the pulse...
The old man is extremely skillful in the process of TCM consultation. The arrogant look on his face became more serious as time went by. When he took his fingers off the girl's pulse, his entire face turned dark.
"Xuanbing Veins, Thousand Needles Body."
The old man uttered six words with difficulty and stood up silently.
Mu Qingping's breathing became rapid again. Although she could not understand what the old man meant, she seemed to see hope and asked hurriedly: "Old man, can you cure my daughter's strange disease?"
With a touch of pity in his eyes, the old man shook his head and said, "Don't bother trying. She was born with a Thousand Needles Body, and her body has Xuanbing veins, which cannot be cured. Besides, there is no time."
Mu Qingping's expression turned grim and she asked hastily: "Old man, what do you mean by this? My daughter..."
The old man sighed: "I have read about this kind of constitution in ancient Chinese medicine books. She probably only started to get sick in the last two or three years, right?"
Mu Qingping's pupils shrank and she said, "Yes! More than two years ago. Originally, my daughter was fine, but her father had a car accident. She heard that she was seriously ill and had a high fever for seven days. Then... then it became like this."
The old man said helplessly: "If it had been treated within those seven days, there might have been hope. But now it's too late. It's really... a miracle that she can persist in such pain for more than two years. This child is very pitiful. The pain she endured is unimaginable to ordinary people. I think if she hadn't been extremely strong-willed, she would have... "
Tears burst into Mu Qingping's eyes. She didn't know the pain. My daughter was in excruciating pain every day and passed out from the pain at least ten times a day. But every two or three hours, I would wake up again and continue to suffer the pain.
"Plop..."
Mu Qingping knelt down in front of the old man, biting her lip with her white teeth. As blood seeped out, she cried with deep pleading: "Old man, please think of a way. As long as you can save my daughter, I can do anything you ask me to do. As long as my daughter is healthy, I will give you my life."
The old man shook his head and said: "I can't help it. Not to mention me, even if Hua Tuo is alive and Bian Que is reborn, it will be difficult to cure her. As for ghosts seeing sorrow... that old guy can't even do it. Listen to my advice, instead of Let her be immersed in pain every day, it is better to let him earlier... Alas!"
"impossible!"
Mu Qingping screamed. She suddenly got up from the ground, her eyes like hungry wolves, staring at the old man and roaring: "Absolutely impossible! My daughter can be cured, she can be cured! You are a liar, you give I'll get out of here, you get out of here..."
Her cry, her voice, is like a cuckoo weeping blood.
Among the hundreds of spectators around, some of the soft-hearted people had already started wiping away tears. They felt sorry for the little child and were affected by Mu Qingping's heart-rending cries.
"Can it be my turn now?"
Tang Xiu strode onto the platform, looked at Chu Guoxiong and the old man coldly, and said calmly.
Chu Guoxiong originally wanted to laugh at the arrogant and domineering old man just now, but Mu Qingping's appearance made him feel sad and at the same time gave up the idea of ridicule.
However!
When he saw Tang Xiu again and heard Tang Xiu's words. A surge of anger grew from the bottom of his heart, and he yelled angrily: "What's the matter with you? Can't you understand me? Those money are the children's life-saving money, not something you can get your hands on. Why are you like this at such a young age? Greedy? Aren't you afraid that if you can't cure this child, you will be embarrassed here? "
Tang Xiu said indifferently: "So, if I am cured, you will be the one who is embarrassed?"
Chu Guoxiong was stunned for a moment, then sarcastically said: "Only you? Can you cure it? Are you kidding me. If you can cure this child, I will kneel down and worship you as my teacher."
"I don't want my son to be cheap, and I don't want my apprentice to be cheap either. Please let me..."