The Great Grandson of the Tang Dynasty: The beginning of the slaughter of General Tiance's mans

The results of the diagnosis and treatment of Changsun Wujia by the imperial doctor of the Imperial Hospital came out, and they were exactly the same as those reached by the imperial physician Tang.

The lung disease has seriously damaged the body, and there is no cure for it.

Even if the most expensive medicinal materials are used to extend life, it will only extend life for another year or two at most, but in the end, death will still be inevitable.

After Li Chengdao learned the news from Tai Hospital, he did not give up. Instead, he personally issued an order to search for famous doctors across the country.

Anyone who can cure his eldest grandson Wugu's lung disease will be rewarded with tens of thousands of gold and be granted the title of a thousand households.

After Li Chengdao's order was issued, doctors from all over the country were excited and rushed to Chang'an.

Whether it was because they sincerely wanted to help Li Chengdao, the wise and powerful emperor of the Tang Dynasty, avoid losing his beloved concubine, or because of the generous reward, it was worth a try for them.

However, not just any doctor can diagnose and treat Changsun Wujia, and Li Chengdao is not a fool who has lost his head in haste.

If you want to diagnose and treat Changsun Wujia, you first need to go through Tai Hospital.

The hospital is full of famous doctors with superb medical skills. If you can't pass them, then you should go back.

You must know that Changsun Wugao's current physical condition is not good. If he receives dozens or hundreds of doctor consultations every day, he may be overworked without waiting for the onset of illness.

Under the control of Taiyuan Hospital, very few people could pass, which made Li Chengdao increasingly anxious and worried.

But no matter how worried he was, there was nothing he could do about it. He could only silently hope that someone could really cure Changsun Wugu's lung disease.

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Zhongnan Mountain has been regarded as one of the birthplaces of many major academic schools since ancient times.

This place is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round and is evergreen all year round. Countless great scholars and sages have lived in seclusion here, and this place is also known as the Fairy Mountain.

And deep in the mountains, a cabin is located here.

There is a peach tree and several vegetable gardens outside the house, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is pleasant.

In the small house, an old man in a linen robe with white hair and beard opened the window, spread out a few rolls of white paper on the table, dipped a pen in some ink, and began to write seriously.

From time to time, I put down my pen and meditated, or picked up a book to read it. More than an hour passed and I just wrote a few sentences. The progress was not slow.

"Master—Master—!"

Just as the old man was flipping through the book, a shout came, attracting the old man's attention.

I saw a young man walking down the mountain road carrying a bag, his head covered with sweat.

The young man walked into the house, put the bag on the table, then ran to the water tank and drank a ladle of water before he could breathe again.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but put down his pen and said with a smile: "My teacher usually asks you to practice Wu Duan Jin more to strengthen your body, but you don't take it seriously. Walking on a mountain road is so strenuous."

Hearing the old man's words, the young man chuckled, scratched his head and said, "Next time, I will definitely practice hard next time."

After saying that, he came close to the old man and saw the manuscript on the old man's table. He couldn't help but said: "Master, you have been writing "A Thousand Gold Prescriptions" for more than ten years, haven't you finished it yet?"

After hearing what the young man said, the old man said earnestly: "You need to be careful when practicing medicine, and you need to be even more careful when writing medical books. If there is even the slightest error in what I wrote as a teacher, I may miss the lives of countless people in the future. How can I do that?" careless?"

"This book "Essential Prescriptions of a Thousand Golds of Gold", even if I can't finish it before I fly to the crane, I have to make sure there are no mistakes."

The young man heard this and said unconvinced: "Master, you are the king of medicine. Is there anyone with more superb medical skills than you in this world? How could you make a mistake?"

This old man is none other than Sun Simiao, the greatest medical expert in the world!

And this young man is his disciple. Of course, he is not a disciple in a mantle, he is just a lay disciple.

He was a child of a wealthy businessman whom he casually rescued in his early years. Later, at the insistence of his parents, he was accepted as a lay disciple.

After all, he is a member of the Taoist sect, and not everyone can become his disciple.

When Sun Simiao heard this, he laughed it off and didn't take it to heart.

The world is vast, and the path of medicine is even more vast and profound. He has only glimpsed a corner of it, so how dare he claim to be infallible.

Seeing that Sun Simiao ignored him, the young man had no choice but to find other topics and said: "By the way, Master, I heard that today's emperor's concubine is seriously ill and has only one year to live. This concubine is also the biological mother of the eldest prince Li Yu.

Your Majesty is now searching for famous doctors all over the world. Those who cure will be rewarded with tens of thousands of gold and be granted the title of thousands of households. Master, you have superb medical skills, why don't you give it a try? "

The young man's words caused Sun Simiao to pause slightly as he prepared to write. He frowned and said, "His Majesty's concubine is suffering from an incurable disease? Is this true?"

"Of course it's true. I heard it's a lung disease and I'm not going to die for a long time."

The young man nodded.

Sun Simiao pondered for a moment, put down his pen and stood up, returned indoors and started packing his luggage and medicine box.

The young man was shocked when he saw this and said, "Master, are you really planning to leave the mountain?"

He just said it casually, because his master has lived in seclusion for decades and has not seen anything in the world. He only occasionally comes to send some rice, salt and other things. In addition, no matter who asks to see him, no matter who is a dignitary, he will refuse. Of.

And now Sun Simiao actually plans to leave the mountain!

Could it be that the master who was indifferent to fame and wealth was also shaken by the generous reward?

The young man felt that his idol image had collapsed.

After cleaning up, Sun Simiao walked out of the room. When he saw the young man's expression, he immediately guessed what he was thinking and couldn't help but reach out and hit him on the head.

"What are you thinking about? Your Majesty is an eternal sage who has brought blessings to hundreds of millions of people in the world. Your Majesty brings happiness to all people in the world. Now that your Majesty and his concubine are seriously ill and have no ability as teachers, you can only try to benefit your Majesty and do your best. thing."

Sun Simiao said.

He lives in seclusion to escape the world, because although he has superb medical skills, even if he practices medicine for a lifetime, no matter how many people he saves, it will still be limited.

That's why he lived in seclusion and used his medical knowledge to write "A Thousand Gold Prescriptions" and spread it to future generations to save more people.

This is the real healer.

But this time was an exception. He couldn't turn a blind eye to the matter and wanted to help the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and the greatest sage in ancient and modern times who brought benefits to hundreds of millions of people in the world.

The young man suddenly understood, and then he looked at Sun Simiao with admiration and said, "Master is indeed amazing!"

Suddenly, Sun Simiao's image in his heart was rebuilt again, and became even more majestic and taller.

"Lock the door, go with me, help me, and I will take you to the palace to face the saint."

Sun Simiao said while arranging the manuscripts on the table, and then touched the young man's head.

"Okay! Let's go to the palace to meet the saint!"

The young man danced with joy and excitement.

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On this day, Medicine King Sun Simiao came out of the mountain and headed to Chang'an alone with a young apprentice. ..