Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 51|I have heard much more

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Less than noon, the patients came one after another.

In addition to catching cold and coughing, it is also a common problem that the body has chronic diseases.

The black carp was born in Qimao Mountain, and followed Qin Lu to practice medicine in Zhushan County for many years. He is very good at the illnesses of these poor people. If you need acupuncture with wormwood, you can get a few needles, and if you need medicine, you can give a prescription.

Ning Changyuan is very capable. He sent things like paper, pen, wormwood and silver needles.

Moli's own needles are all lost. These silver needles are not easy to handle, but they are also unsatisfactory.

Fortunately, he has a deep inner strength, good eyesight, and accurate acupuncture. Because of his spiritual energy, he works quickly and quickly. Patients think that although the doctor is young, his medical skills are extremely high.

Meng Qi saw the end from the beginning and occasionally helped.

Meng Qi is also the first time to realize how difficult it is to be a doctor.

——In the past, he only knew that Moli had a high martial arts skill, a good temperament, and he also read many books and had his own knowledge of world affairs.

Though these things sound remarkable, as long as you think that Moli's master is the genius Xuanhu doctor of the past, those admirations immediately become relieved. Even if Meng Qi valued Moli more, he would inevitably have this idea.

On the way, Mo Li rescued Lin Dou, who was fleeing with the descendants of the royal family of the Chu Dynasty, and the servant of the Si family who stole the account books. After the earth moved, he kept healing people... Meng Qi thought he could see it. Enough, but today I found out that I was wrong.

When Moli went to see the doctor normally, his expression was gentle, with a slight smile on his lips, his movements were not slow and slow, and his speech was in an unpleasant or slow tone, revealing a sure taste.

No matter what kind of person is suffering, as long as you see him and hear him speak, you can't help being infected by this certainty and feel that your illness is not serious.

Many people are sick, but they are afraid to see the doctor.

Because they didn't have the money, and because the doctor said, they didn't understand what was wrong or cold, so they could only hold the prescription to grab the medicine, awkwardly remembering how many times a day they took, and how to take it.

The situation is even more difficult for the refugees who fled from various places like Yeji.

Their accents are diverse, covering all the dialects of Yongzhou and Pingzhou, and there is even an old man who speaks Yangzhou dialect.

Even if they have the money to go to the county to see a doctor, the doctor may not understand what they say.

Wangwenwenqie just missed one question, and couldn't communicate with the patient. Why do you follow it? Therefore, after the doctor’s pulse, for the sake of safety, he often only prescribes the square, let people take it back and eat it first, come back a few days later, and then make a more detailed diagnosis based on the changes in the condition, and change the prescription.

But the poor people, where does the spare money come from, and run two or three times to see a doctor?

The so-called being too square means that it can't eat people, and it can't cure diseases.

The effect is there. Generally speaking, it treats the symptoms but not the root cause. People who are strong can survive the first fight by using the drug effect. People who are weak and take a few drinks seem to be better. When they get up, they can’t work immediately. Up.

——However, these problems are not a problem in front of Moli.

Meng Qi listened to the doctor’s words, chatting casually with the patient. Sometimes the patient’s accent became heavy and Mo Li couldn’t understand it, so he would patiently use the words there to ask again.

When encountering those older, vaguely verbal elders, Moli cautiously explored the meridians with internal force.

As long as the needle can be cured, the ink carp will not let people take medicine.

Even if you prescribe a prescription, try to choose some herbs that are not expensive. The effect may not be good, at least you can afford it.

The conversation between Moli and Yeji is unobstructed. He understands the difficulties of the poor, knows the cause of the illness, and can grasp the severity of the illness. It is also refreshing. It is not an exaggeration to say that the spring breeze has turned the rain.

In the eyes of others, is it a genius doctor?

"Doctor, you still have high medical skills. I also went to the hospital when I was in my hometown. I also got needles. It was not so fast."

Faced with the praise from the villagers of Yeji, Doctor Mo did not accept it, but persuaded: "Many doctors who sit on the clinic are not young anymore and their eyes are blurred. How can this be compared?"

The other person immediately shook his head and said firmly: "The doctor is too polite. I have also seen the famous genius doctor in Yangzhou, but I couldn't tell my illness in one mouth."

Moli laughed and said: "Yangzhou is prosperous, with rivers all over it. Unlike Pingzhou, Yongzhou lacks water. How can a doctor in Yangzhou know the root cause of your disease that has not been properly treated and has been lacking water for many years?" /

Everyone was very convinced. After they went out, they praised the doctor who had been invited back by Dao Ning to be brilliant, understandable, and humble.

Meng Qi, who was boiling water under the eaves, felt a light on his face inexplicably.

He entered the room and saw that the patient in Moli was the last one, and finally couldn't help but quietly approached and asked: "How many dialects do you speak?"

"...everywhere my teacher has been."

Mo Carp carried a silver needle and roasted it on the fire. He said without raising his head, "The teacher traveled around the world and wanted to save people. He just walked a hundred miles away and found him listening. I don’t understand what the villagers say. The number of genius doctors throughout the ages is not because of the injustice of the world and the lack of their own ability, but because of the language barrier. Although the Mandarin is good, how can the people of the countryside speak fluent Mandarin? So he vowed to learn all over the world, if he can't even do this, talk about the heart of the world?"

Meng Qi thought blankly, when Emperor Chu Yuan fought the world, did their group understand the local language?

No, everyone speaks Mandarin with each other, and some people from poor backgrounds also work hard to learn Mandarin.

When the army arrives at a certain place in a battle, it will find the local people to lead the way and recover the officials who can speak the local dialect. Who would want to learn dialects? Anyway, there are people who are proficient in the local dialect and Mandarin as the link, and what the people want to say must be conveyed by two or three people.

The emperor can do this, the official can do this, but the doctor can't.

Doctors must listen to every word the patient says earnestly.

"Many people don’t know what disease they have, they only know where it hurts. Doctors always have to worry about it. They can’t treat leg pain as leg pain or headache as headache. There are many reasons for the disease. Variety...what did they eat, how they were used to it, how old did their parents die, what are their illnesses..."

Moli flicked the needle steadily and the needle was pierced steadily. He concentrated his attention until the needle was removed, and then he continued, "This is all things that need to be known. The teacher once encountered an old man with swollen joints. Woman, she heard her neighbor say that it was rheumatism, so she didn’t let her look at it. She only asked to prescribe a prescription to treat rheumatism. The teacher asked a few words and found that the old woman had no symptoms of rheumatism on weekdays, and finally found out that she was poisoned. The spider bit... it was dangerous and dangerous, and almost lost a life."

Meng Qi passed a steaming cloth, and Moli wiped his hands.

"Thank you Brother Meng." Mo Li felt very comfortable. Today, he needed hot water and there was hot water. When the wormwood was gone, someone ordered immediately. This is all Meng Qi's credit.

——After leaving Zhushan County, the things encountered were so sad that it has not been so easy for a long time.

This makes Mo Li couldn't help but remember that when he went out, he wanted to find someone of his kind who could accompany him for a long time.

"Brother Meng is also interested in medical skills?" Doctor Mo stared at Meng Qi, wishing that the other party nodded immediately.

"..."

Meng Qi tried to think about how he would go around the world with the doctor, the doctor healed, and what he looked like before and after running by the side. If I became a doctor, I guess there would be no such treatment. I would definitely be sent to another room to see these patients separately from the doctor.

"No, I don't know anything about the art of divergence, nor can I understand the prescription." Meng Qi shook his head decisively and said, "I'm afraid I don't have the ability to do this."

Moli was slightly disappointed.

"However, it is okay to hit the doctor." Meng Qi said confidently,

Who can boil hot water or something faster than a master of martial arts?

If you lift the patient or something, you can do it with one hand!

While the two talked, the patient who Doctor Mo gave the last injection also sat up.

"Thank you doctor, my legs are much better."

"This is a prescription. Take it back. Don't lose it." Moli handed over the prepared prescription and said patiently, "The disease is difficult to cure. If it recurs, there will be no injection. Doctor, just take a few medicines and eat."

The man took the prescription and left thankfully.

Ning Changyuan happened to enter the door and said with a smile: "As expected of the benefactor's disciple, now the whole collection has been spread, saying that I had abducted a genius doctor back, and told me to quickly show the way to the doctor."

Meng Qi was taken aback for a moment, and didn't want to understand why.

When encountering a doctor with such a good medical skill, the people here still want someone to leave as soon as possible?

"...It is said that a genius doctor like a doctor is respected no matter where he is. It is too poor here, and the doctor stays here too hard. They see that there is nothing in this room and they are too anxious. . No, I said that I would give you bedding and charcoal. I finally persuaded you."

Ning Changyuan turned around and found that the house was not as empty as it was yesterday.

There are a few shabby tables and chairs in the corner, some rice and a small piece of bacon.

"No need to say it, it's just stuffed down."

Moli is not uncomfortable. After they leave, these things will still be left to the people here.

"Let's take it, make some dried buns, or make a ration on the road." Ning Changyuan persuaded, "There are nine empty rooms in the southwest of Yongzhou, three years of drought, and even the bark and grass roots are clean. , No matter how high martial arts is, you will die if you can’t eat."

Meng Qi thought to himself, this is not necessarily true.

Chu Wu probably has some way to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is not mentioned in ancient books. There are gods and people in the mountains of Liaogushe. The skin is like ice and snow, the beauty is like a virgin, not eating grains, sucking in the wind and drinking dew... Isn't it alive?

Wait--

Meng Qi felt that something was wrong. He seemed to be of the same race as the doctor.

What's the matter with that skin like ice and snow? So it's not soy milk, it's snow?

Meng Qi lowered his head and looked at his arm, thinking of the description, and his teeth suddenly became sore.