Elixir Supplier Chapter 822: I want to become a fairy, are you sick?

As soon as this person came to the hospital, he explained to Wang Yao the essence of Taoism, expounding the theory of immortality, and then talked about the Taoist alchemy. In the end, I even talked about the elixir, and said that he had a prescription for the elixir. However, a few of them are still missing.

"The doctor, please show me, is this my son suffering from paranoia? He is thinking about cultivating Taoism and becoming immortal." The middle-aged man brought this very thin young man. Manly.

"How long has this situation been?"

"Hey, it’s been more than a year. Last spring, he and his classmates went to the South to play together. After coming back, he became a gods and gods. He fantasized about becoming immortal and attaining Taoism. At the beginning, I It was only when he talked casually, but gradually found that something was wrong. He read some Taoist books all day, and he bought some messy things, tried to make medicine and alchemy by himself. Two times he almost didn't get poisoned. I found out in time and took him to the psychiatrist. They said this was paranoid and suggested that he should be locked up in a psychiatric hospital for compulsory treatment. I was reluctant, so I didn’t send it, so I stayed at home. Many doctors have not gotten the slightest improvement, but are getting more and more serious. This will not bring you to see me."

"I'm not sick!" the young man said.

"Why do you practice?"

"I will live forever." The young man said very firmly.

"Who did you learn from?"

"Changchunzi."

"Qiu Chuji?" Wang Yao immediately thought of the Changchun Ziqiu Chuji from Quanzhen Sect.

"No!" The man waved his hand after hearing this.

"Who is that?"

"Hehe, it's not enough for outsiders." The young man smiled.

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

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

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

"Well, there is nothing serious about the body, but a certain amount of toxins have accumulated in the viscera. Is this related to the so-called pill he is taking, as for the spirit?" Wang Yao smiled at the young man.

"The problem is big!"

His illness is really similar to the situation of Chen Ying’s brother. There is a martial arts scene full of minds, swords and shadows, and one is full of minds of cultivation methods, which is a very deep obsession, and he Unlike Chen Zhou's situation, Chen Zhou had a problem with the meridian in his brain. This young man had no problem with the meridian in his brain, which meant that his illness was not "real", it was "deficient". In addition, listening to his parents' descriptions, he could sit for several hours, just meditate and recite sutras. He could sit and live without being particularly manic.

"Interesting!" Wang Yao said with a smile. It was the first time he encountered such a disease.

"Doctor Wang, are you looking at him?"

"His obsession is too deep." Wang Yao said.

"Perseverance?"

"You don't understand what obsession." The young man said.

Now, that idea has been planted in his mind, cultivating to become an immortal, just like a seed planted in the ground, has deep roots germinated, and grown into a tree trunk, which is not what it is in reality If you don't want it, just look at it. The "tree of obsession" in your mind wants to be cut down, but it's very difficult, because this is the world of spiritual thinking, and only things that can't be explained.

"Then, Doctor Wang, look at it?"

"Are you from outsiders?"

"Yes, we are in the province, and I heard from friends that you are good at medicine, so come and have a look."

"His condition is very special, I need to imagine how to treat it." Wang Yaodao, he is the first time he has encountered this kind of patient who has no organic disease, pure "hypothesis".

"Since I am a cultivator, how do I call it?" Wang Yao asked the young man with a smile.

"Qingfengzi."

"The breeze is coming, but the water is not thriving?"

"Also!" the young man said.

"What is longevity?"

"For a long time, heaven and earth live together, eternal and immortal." The young man said.

"What's the use of longevity?"

"Free and easy." The young man said.

"Besides monasticism, what else can you do?"

"Alchemy."

"How are you doing?"

"Alright?"

"How do you live without your parents?"

"Meal wind and night dew."

Hahaha, Wang Yao laughed loudly.

"Why not?"

"Meal wind and night dew?" Wang Yao asked with questions.

"Practitioners don't care about things 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 information, and when I think about it, I will contact you." Wang Yaodao, he really doesn't have a good way to treat this strange patient.

"Okay." After hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help showing disappointment on his face. He came with hope and drove thousands of miles away. He didn't expect such a result.

"Is my son really unsaved."

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

"Master, was that young man a Taoist priest?"

"Well, he himself thinks he is a Taoist priest." Wang Yao said.

"Do you think?"

"His illness is very strange and he has a deep obsession. He wants to cultivate and become immortal."

"What, crazy?!" Pan Jun was taken aback.

"It should be in that category, and his illness and strangeness, no organic changes, but spiritual aspects."

"The world is really big, there are no surprises, the forest is big, there are always so many crooked neck trees."

"Hehe, his illness is very strange, I really haven't figured out any suitable way to treat it." Wang Yao said.

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

"Really, let me test you?"

"Sure."

Wang Yao immediately asked some questions randomly, mostly in medical and pharmacological aspects. Pan Jun answered very smoothly, and there were some insights of his own. After all, he was a doctor who has been a doctor for so many years. The department has seen a lot of patients and is still very rich in experience.

"Well, very good, I'll give you a few more copies. By the way, you can read this book." Wang Yao gave him the "Sang Medicine Book" written 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 in practicing medicine for decades. The contents are very good and worth reading carefully."

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

"Sangguzi?"

"Why, have you heard of it?"

"I heard you mentioned it." Pan Jun said.

"Thank you very much? Master, do you deserve your credit for this?"

"I just mentioned a few things, no credit for it. Take a good look at this book."

"Good."

At noon, Wang Yao left and Pan Jun had a light meal at home.

"Some days have not come?" Wang Fenghua said.

"Hey, uncle, I've been relatively busy these days." Pan Jundao, he is indeed busy recently. The hospital is busy with the annual job title evaluation. He is more likely this year.

"Title, Intermediate?"

"No, I want to go to the vice-high." Pan Jun said.

"If you need my help, say something."

"Hey, I'm all ready here, there is no big problem." Pan Jun said. "I'm actually focusing on participating this time."

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

"It is estimated that the files must be sent to the province, and the relevant departments in the city can review them if they are intermediate. Master, don't you declare?"

"I won't." Wang Yao smiled. He is an individual, not in the establishment. This title does not have much effect on him.

After lunch, Pan Jun accompanied Wang Yao's father and smoked two cigarettes. Then, the master and apprentice returned to the hospital.

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

"You are thinking of my medicine, right?"

"Yes, you don't know, you are now a famous doctor in our Lianshan county town!" Pan Jundao, "Several people in our hospital suggested that you come over for a consultation!"

"Go to your hospital, forget it." Pan Jun once mentioned this suggestion.

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

"Well, it must be better to be at ease in this medical hall over there."

Wang Yao made a pot of tea.

"Drink tea."

"Thank you, Master."

"Have you gotten hot recently?"

"A little bit."

"Work is important, and body is more important. Drink more tea." Wang Yao said.

From the morning till now, he feels that Pan Jun has something in his heart, it should be something at work. He asked a few words, but Pan Jun didn't say anything clearly, so he couldn't ask again.

"Yes, you are right."

These two people are talking, Zhong Liuchuan entered the yard.

"Just right, just made tea."

"Then I have a good taste." Zhong Liuchuan smiled and said, he got a cup of tea by himself, and then filled Wang Yao and Pan Jun.

"Sir, Jia Zizai called me just now and wants to make a special trip to visit you."

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

"Yes."

"This is no longer necessary."

"He is already on his way."

"You are a guest when you come." Wang Yao said.

"Then I will tell him?"

"OK."

An hour later, Jia Zizai drove the car and brought Hu Mei to the hospital.

"Sir, excuse me."

"Come~IndoMTL.com~ drink tea." Wang Yao waited for them in the small courtyard, a pot of tea and a pile of dried fruits.

"Taste it, this is the chestnut just picked."

"Thank you."

"Well, it tastes great." Jia Zizai ate one.

"This time I am here to thank Mr. specially."

"Is the matter resolved?"

"It should be." Jia Zizai said, Zhang Wei has disappeared for many days, and that incident has never been exposed. Perhaps it was really his conscience discovered before he died, and all the black materials they had once were It was cleaned up and destroyed, leaving no so-called handles.

"What are your plans for the future?"

"Preparing to live the life of an ordinary person, I have discussed with Hu Mei, ready to choose a good day, get married this year, and then find a quiet place, have a few more children, and live an ordinary life."