Rebirth of the Four Seas Emperor

Hou Yao has been in Dongbitang for some time. Through these days of hard work, he finally gained the trust of the King of Medicine.

Now that the "Compendium of Materia Medica" is in hand, half of the mission of this trip has been completed.

"Mr. Li, don't worry, Bao'an Medical College will definitely list it as a must-read classic."

Hou Yao beamed and took the unrivaled book that had just been written recently from the King of Medicine. He held it in his hand as if it weighed ten thousand kilograms.

After flipping through a few pages, he turned back to He Zhiyuan and said, "Zhiyuan, if you haven't put the book away yet, go back and have it printed by the printing shop immediately, and then send the original manuscript back."

The King of Medicine waved his hand and said: "Forget it, there is no need to send it back. No one in the old man's family is studying medicine anymore, so it is useless to keep it. Let this manuscript stay in your Bao'an County."

Hou Yao laughed and said: "Don't worry, a hundred years from now, our Daxia Medical College will regard you as the founder. When I get back, I will order someone to erect a statue of you in the center of the square of the medical school to mark your achievements and be forever honored by future generations." respect."

Here, He Zhiyuan has carefully wrapped the book in a cloth bag, and then hugged it to his chest: "Sir, the book has been put away, why don't the students send the book back first."

Hou Yao replied: "Don't worry, we are leaving soon."

After speaking, he turned to look at Yao Wang and said, "Mr. Li, do you really not consider going to Bao'an with us? If there were water and electricity there, life would be much more comfortable than here."

King Yao shook his head regretfully: "I also traveled to Bao'an two years ago. You did a good job. The place is governed like a fairyland and the people are prosperous. You are a rare good official. I will entrust you with the hard work of my life. , you can rest assured, as long as you make good use of it. I am too old. Even if I have a good life in the future, I am afraid I don’t have many years to live. My only wish now is that the "Compendium of Materia Medica" will not be covered in dust. "

Hou Yao stood up and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will make good use of it and prevent the treasure from getting dusty. In this case, we will leave."

After saying that, he was ready to leave.

At this time, there was a sudden noise outside the door. A middle-aged man, two young men, and an old man rushed into the Dongbi Hall in a hurry.

As soon as the middle-aged man entered the door, he shouted: "Doctor Li, hurry...save this uncle, he...he is hurting to death."

Li Yaowang did not dare to neglect, and quickly stood up to check on the old farmer: "First help this brother lie down on the bench over there. Brother, where is the pain?"

The old man gasped in pain: "I...my...stomach, left side...left side..."

Li Yaowang touched his left lower abdomen and said, "Does it hurt here? If I press it now... does it hurt?"

The old man suddenly became anxious: "It hurts...it hurts me to death."

Li Yaowang grabbed the old man's hand again, pressed the pulse gate, and after a moment said: "No, brother, you are using a gauze. Whether you can save him or not depends on God's will."

After saying that, Ji Wang took out a pack of silver needles from his arms and said to the three people who came with the old man: "You guys quickly take off his shirt, and I'll give him the acupuncture first to relieve pain."

Seeing the King of Medicine treating the old man urgently, Hou Yao wanted to leave, but Chen Junnan suddenly whispered in Hou Yao's ear: "That middle-aged man is a ghost doctor."

"Oh? This is interesting." Hou Yao, who had no intention of watching the situation, turned around and sat down again.

After nine silver needles were inserted into the old man's stomach, he no longer cried out in pain, but judging from the look on his face, he still felt uncomfortable.

Then Li Yaowang started to take medicine again. At this time, the ghost doctor's eyes were fixed on every medicine he took and the dosage.

Just when Li Yaowang was grabbing the king medicine, the ghost doctor suddenly said: "Three liang of coix, a little aconite, one liang or five qian of Baijiang..., Coix can break poison and swelling, and benefit the intestines and stomach; Baijiang can cure severe heat and burns." , it can expel pus and break blood; Aconite uses its pungent heat to relieve stagnant Qi. This prescription can only be regarded as satisfactory for treating twisted intestines. However, this old man’s intestines have been pierced and rotten, so this medicine may not be able to help. In the world. If Medicine King only has this trick, it would be really disappointing."

Li Yaowang turned his head and glanced at the ghost doctor: "Who are you? Since you have such medical skills? Why didn't you treat this old man earlier?"

The ghost doctor laughed loudly and said: "People in the world call me the ghost doctor. This old man has been ill for several days. I brought him to see King Li Yao after I confirmed that he could not be saved by medicine. I just wanted to see the medicine king. Is it as good as the legend says?"

The Medicine King looked at the old man. It was important to save people at this time, so he stopped talking and turned around to cook the medicine inside.

About three quarters

The ghost doctor laughed loudly and said: "In two hours at most, this old man will die. The only way to save him at this time is to disembowel him. I wonder if the Medicine King has such a method?"

Miu Xiyong

With the Compendium of Materia Medica, the teaching construction of Baoan Medical College can be promoted faster. However, the difficulty of systematic teaching of traditional Chinese medicine is not small, and there is still a long way to go.

The only regret is that the ghost doctor has not appeared yet.

Now a large-scale war has broken out in Daxia, and the subsequent chain reaction is that a large-scale plague will gradually break out.

Want to try my best

Hou Yao has been in Dongbitang for some time. Through these days of hard work, he finally gained the trust of the King of Medicine.

Now that the "Compendium of Materia Medica" is in hand, half of the mission of this trip has been completed.

"Mr. Li, don't worry, Bao'an Medical College will definitely list it as a must-read classic."

Hou Yao beamed and took the unrivaled book that had just been written recently from the King of Medicine. He held it in his hand as if it weighed ten thousand kilograms.

After flipping through a few pages, he turned back to He Zhiyuan and said, "Zhiyuan, if you haven't put the book away yet, go back and have it printed by the printing shop immediately, and then send the original manuscript back."

The King of Medicine waved his hand and said: "Forget it, there is no need to send it back. No one in the old man's family is studying medicine anymore, so it is useless to keep it. Let this manuscript stay in your Bao'an County."

Hou Yao laughed and said: "Don't worry, a hundred years from now, our Daxia Medical College will regard you as the founder. When I get back, I will order someone to erect a statue of you in the center of the square of the medical school to mark your achievements and be forever honored by future generations." respect."

Here, He Zhiyuan has carefully wrapped the book in a cloth bag, and then hugged it to his chest: "Sir, the book has been put away, why don't the students send the book back first."

Hou Yao replied: "Don't worry, we are leaving soon."

After speaking, he turned to look at Yao Wang and said, "Mr. Li, do you really not consider going to Bao'an with us? If there were water and electricity there, life would be much more comfortable than here."

King Yao shook his head regretfully: "I also traveled to Bao'an two years ago. You did a good job. The place is governed like a fairyland and the people are prosperous. You are a rare good official. I will entrust you with the hard work of my life. , you can rest assured, as long as you make good use of it. I am too old. Even if I have a good life in the future, I am afraid I don’t have many years to live. My only wish now is that the "Compendium of Materia Medica" will not be covered in dust. "

Hou Yao stood up and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will make good use of it and prevent the treasure from getting dusty. In this case, we will leave."

After saying that, he was ready to leave.

At this time, there was a sudden noise outside the door. A middle-aged man, two young men, and an old man rushed into the Dongbi Hall in a hurry.

As soon as the middle-aged man entered the door, he shouted: "Doctor Li, hurry...save this uncle, he...he is hurting to death."

Li Yaowang did not dare to neglect, and quickly stood up to check on the old farmer: "First help this brother lie down on the bench over there. Brother, where is the pain?"

The old man gasped in pain: "I...my...stomach, left side...left side..."

Li Yaowang touched his left lower abdomen and said, "Does it hurt here? If I press it now... does it hurt?"

The old man suddenly became anxious: "It hurts...it hurts me to death."

Li Yaowang grabbed the old man's hand again, pressed the pulse gate, and after a moment said: "No, brother, you are using a gauze. Whether you can save him or not depends on God's will."

After saying that, Ji Wang took out a pack of silver needles from his arms and said to the three people who came with the old man: "You guys quickly take off his shirt, and I'll give him the acupuncture first to relieve pain."

Seeing the King of Medicine treating the old man urgently, Hou Yao wanted to leave, but Chen Junnan suddenly whispered in Hou Yao's ear: "That middle-aged man is a ghost doctor."

"Oh? This is interesting." Hou Yao, who had no intention of watching the situation, turned around and sat down again.

After nine silver needles were inserted into the old man's stomach, he no longer cried out in pain, but judging from the look on his face, he still felt uncomfortable.

Then Li Yaowang started to take medicine again. At this time, the ghost doctor's eyes were fixed on every medicine he took and the dosage.

Just when Li Yaowang was grabbing the king medicine, the ghost doctor suddenly said: "Three liang of coix, a little aconite, one liang or five qian of Baijiang..., Coix can break poison and swelling, and benefit the intestines and stomach; Baijiang can cure severe heat and burns." , it can expel pus and break blood; Aconite uses its pungent heat to relieve stagnant Qi. This prescription can only be regarded as satisfactory for treating twisted intestines. However, this old man’s intestines have been pierced and rotten, so this medicine may not be able to help. In the world. If Medicine King only has this trick, it would be really disappointing."

Li Yaowang turned his head and glanced at the ghost doctor: "Who are you? Since you have such medical skills? Why didn't you treat this old man earlier?"

The ghost doctor laughed loudly and said: "People in the world call me the ghost doctor. This old man has been ill for several days. I brought him to see King Li Yao after I confirmed that he could not be saved by medicine. I just wanted to see the medicine king. Is it as good as the legend says?"

The Medicine King looked at the old man. It was important to save people at this time, so he stopped talking and turned around to cook the medicine inside.

About three quarters

The ghost doctor laughed loudly and said: "In two hours at most, this old man will die. The only way to save him at this time is to disembowel him. I wonder if the Medicine King has such a method?"

Miu Xiyong

With the Compendium of Materia Medica, the teaching construction of Baoan Medical College can be promoted faster. However, the difficulty of systematic teaching of traditional Chinese medicine is not small, and there is still a long way to go.

The only regret is that the ghost doctor has not appeared yet.

Now a large-scale war has broken out in Daxia, and the subsequent chain reaction is that a large-scale plague will gradually break out.

Want to try my best.