Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 2148 No talent

The enthusiasm of    is different from the patriarch. Although Gu Lu is smiling at them, Man Bao and Bai Shan can feel his coldness and...distrust.

  The speed of the herdsmen is very fast. The tents are set up, their blankets are spread inside, and then the low tables are ready to serve guests.

  Gulu invited them in and sit down.

  Man Bao was very interested in their stationing, and the light in the tent was not very good, so she declined, and pointed to the slightly high hillside: "How about we go there and sit there?"

  Gu Lu looked at where she was pointing for a while, then nodded slightly.

  So they turned around and went up to the side of the hill. They didn't reach the top of the hill, and sat cross-legged on the slope.

  Bai Shan first raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky, and felt that they could still talk about it for a long time, so he didn’t talk about seeing a doctor. Instead, he asked, “Are there many people in your tribe who have suffered from smallpox?”

   Gu Lu vaguely said: "It's all well, the gods forgive us for our recklessness and negligence."

   was about to suggest that Man Bao, who had seen the network of people who had suffered from smallpox, paused, her eyes fell on Gu Lu’s face and asked, “Is the medicine you are taking useful?”

  Bone Lu said: "Some usefulness."

  Man Bao quietly breathed a sigh of relief. At any rate, she believed that medicine was useful. She stopped Bai Shan, asked him for paper and pen, and directly wrote down the three prescriptions.

  In order not to confuse them, she wrote three pieces of paper for three prescriptions.

   Gu Lu did not expect her to be so direct, lowering her eyes to conceal the surprise in her eyes.

  Man Bao no matter what he thinks, he directly took three prescriptions and said to him: "These three prescriptions can treat smallpox, but the pulse is different, so the prescriptions used are different."

  She said: "Of course, everyone's pulse is different. A good doctor will increase or decrease this according to the pulse of each person, and there will be some changes, but you can also rely solely on prescriptions."

There are many doctors in the world who rely on a few prescriptions handed down from their ancestors. I heard from Xiao Yuanzheng and they said that in some remote places, a doctor may only see one kind of disease in his life, but he can also become a famous doctor because he knows how to judge. A kind of disease, and then use the right medicine.

  Man Baodao: "You can learn how to judge smallpox, and then determine which pulse condition the patient prefers, and then prescribe a prescription. Will you feel the pulse?"

   Gu Lu said: "A little bit."

  He is a witch. He has always been responsible for treating people in the clan. He knows more medical treatments than other people in the clan.

  Man Bao breathed a sigh of relief, so it's much easier to teach.

  She pointed to the boy behind him and said: "Then you can feel his pulse."

   Gu Lu squinted his eyes to look at her. It took a long time to nod with a smile, and called his apprentice to his eyes. After asking some questions, he touched his pulse and said: "He is very healthy."

  Man Bao:……

  She knows that he is unhealthy even without touching her pulse, okay?

  Man Bao asked the child to turn around, touched his pulse and asked, "Does my stomach hurt at night?"

  Gu Lu helped her translate, and the boy was taken aback and nodded.

  Man Bao raised his eyebrows, knowing that the child could not speak Chinese, so he asked in nonsense, "How painful? Will it roll?"

  She speaks very slowly, so although the accent is a little different from theirs here, the child still understands. He glanced at the master and replied: "I can't roll, but it hurts."

  Man Bao asked: "Does it hurt now?"

  The child shook his head.

  Man Bao asked him to lean back, then lifted his clothes and pressed his stomach, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

  The child shook his head.

   "What about here?"

  The boy hissed and exclaimed: "It hurts, it hurts a bit."

   Gu Lu was surprised.

  Man Bao motioned to Gu Lu to touch his pulse again, and taught him: "His pulse is stagnant, the most important thing is his sallow complexion, his stomach is round but his face is thin, and his limbs are thin. At first glance, he is sick. How can he be healthy?"

  Bone Lu:...

  Man Baodao: "Remember his current pulse and complexion, this is the cause of the bug in his belly."

  Gulu went to touch his pulse, but he couldn't tell it after a long time.

  Man Bao ordered another boy, "You can compare his pulse."

  Bone Lu touched for a long time, and finally Man Bao simply let him touch one with one hand, and said: "This can always be compared, right?"

  But, after listening to this, I always ignore the other one, and Gu Lu's forehead is a little sweaty.

  Man Bao didn’t expect that he would not be able to hear such a clear pulse, and he took the pulse at the same time. Shouldn’t it be very clear?

  She didn’t believe it anymore, “Come and come, go and call more people, why can’t I get it out?”

   Gu Lu nodded to the little apprentice in embarrassment and gave a few warnings, so the little apprentice ran down and soon brought a group of people up there, including men, women and children.

  Man Bao was very satisfied with this, rolled up his sleeves and said: "If you want to prescribe the right symptoms, you must first judge the symptoms. Only when the symptoms are correct can the correct prescription be prescribed."

  She said: "In this way, even if you don't change the prescription based on the patient's pulse condition, the prescription for the same disease will always have an effect, just how effective it is."

  This Gu Lu knew, he nodded.

So Man Bao began to teach him to differentiate his pulse, only to experience smallpox, and since the twelfth lunar month last year, they have suffered a snowstorm. There are not many rice grains. Both men, women and children have some problems, and there are only some young and strong pulses. Not bad.

  There are also many big problems in the examination, and Man Bao taught him how to detect the pulse and distinguish the symptoms.

Didn't the patriarch come here? After watching for a long time, seeing Wu's face pale and sweating on his forehead, he couldn't help but said in a warm voice, "Miss Zhou, these people are not smallpox patients. What's the use of touching their pulse?"

  Man Baodao: "Now you can't find a smallpox patient and give it to me."

She said: "That's why he can only feel the pulse like this. He can get a healthy pulse, a stagnant pulse, a round pulse, and determine where the person is sick, high fever or other illnesses, and then ask the patient about the course of his illness. The patient’s face and physical condition can be comprehensively judged whether the person has smallpox, general acne, or other causes of high fever, so that the corresponding prescription can be given."

She said: "Looking, hearing and asking, the first three should not be difficult for witches. If you can't remember, I can write down all the appearances of smallpox patients, but there is no way to cut the pulse. You have to break it yourself. Pulse syndrome."

  It can be seen whether the face is sallow or rosy, but not everyone can feel the pulse.

  She felt that Gu Lu was very untalented. As a witch, he couldn't even feel the obvious pulse of his apprentice, and he could tell it from his face, right?

  Tian, ​​I’m sorry, Gu Lu always thought that his apprentice’s face was sallow because of poor food, so he didn’t think much about it.

  Daji reminded: "Master, Miss Man, the sunset has appeared, we should go back.

  Bai Shan also raised his head to look at the sun, then smiled and stood up and said: "This is not something that you can learn in a short while. Don't think about it tonight, and we will come tomorrow."

See you tomorrow

  (End of this chapter)