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Chapter one hundred and ninety-two, prescription

"Yeah~ I knew Master was the best!" Qingyu shouted proudly and excitedly.

Qingxue also smiled and looked at Li Pingan with admiration.

Li Yunhong suddenly ran forward, grabbed Li Ping'an's arm, and shouted excitedly: "Really? Is it really happening?"

Li Ping'an nodded and said with a smile: "Fu Sheng Boundless Heavenly Lord, a poor Taoist would never deceive the prince on such a matter."

Li Yunhong quickly let go of his hand, rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "Okay, okay, that's great!" Suddenly he bent over and knelt on the ground with a bang, about to kowtow to Li Ping'an.

Li Ping'an bent down and supported Li Yunhong, saying, "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Li Yunhong knelt on the ground and was so excited that he could hardly say: "This king is thanking the Lord for his great kindness on behalf of the people of the four cities."

Li Ping'an smiled bitterly and said, "It doesn't have to be like this."

Li Yunhong insisted: "Master, please let me kowtow a few times! Otherwise, I will be reborn in despair because I cannot express my gratitude!"

Li Ping'an looked at Li Yunhong who persisted, slowly let go of his hand, and said, "Okay!"

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the rockery next to him, and immediately a spiritual energy containing the charm of Yin and Yang Dao swept across the rockery. In an instant, stone chips flew everywhere, and in the blink of an eye, the rockery turned into three statues of Sanqing sitting cross-legged.

Li Pingan retracted his finger and said with a smile: "If you want to worship, then worship the Sanqing Taoist!"

Li Yunhong looked at the Taoist statues with different expressions. He recalled in his mind what Niu Dali had told him about the Taoist sect some time ago. He immediately turned around and bowed three times to the statue of Sanqing Taozu. He said gratefully: "Believers pay homage to Sanqing Taozu."

,Thank you Sanqing Taoist Patriarch for your mercy."

He knocked his head several times, and when he stood up, his forehead was bruised.

After paying homage, Li Yunhong's excitement gradually calmed down. He looked at Li Ping'an and asked expectantly: "Master, is there anything I need to do now? How can we get rid of the plague?"

Li Ping'an said: "I'd like to trouble you to prepare a separate room and a patient. I need to make a new diagnosis."

Li Yunhong was stunned. Hasn't the solution to the plague come out? What else is there to diagnose? Although he had some doubts in his heart, Li Yunhong immediately shouted loudly: "Here comes someone!"

Several servants ran over quickly.

Li Yunhong stretched out his hand and pointed at a servant and said: "Go find a seriously ill plague patient and bring him."

The servant was stunned, his face instantly turned pale, his eyes showed despair, he lowered his head and said, "Yes!"

The other servants who were not selected were all frightened and looked at the unlucky servant with pity.

Li Ping'an said: "Don't go to the plague patients. Just go to the patrolling soldiers in the city and ask them to carry the people out."

He turned to look at Li Yunhong and asked: "Your Majesty, where is the private room?"

The prince said: "Just bring it to the palace! There are many rooms in the palace, just find one at will."

No need to come into contact with the patient? The servant looked surprised and shouted excitedly: "Yes!" He hurriedly ran out, as if he was afraid that the prince would regret it.

After that, Li Pingan and Li Yunhong were waiting outside the city lord's palace. Li Yunhong found various topics to chat with Li Pingan, and he was flattering Li Pingan in a subtle way. However, as a prince, Li Yunhong

Where has he ever flattered someone? His flattering methods were clumsy and full of flaws, which made Li Pingan feel embarrassed.

Fortunately, the soldiers came very quickly. Amidst the sound of horse hooves, a group of soldiers escorted a carriage wrapped in black cloth and ran quickly on the empty street. There were two men in armor accompanying them.

General, the carriage stopped immediately after approaching. The two generals got off their horses and walked quickly towards the palace.

The two generals came to the gate and saluted respectfully and said in unison: "Greetings to the prince and the master of the temple!"

Li Yunhong waved his hand in disgust and said, "Let's go, where is the patient?"

The two generals smiled nonchalantly, stood up, looked at the carriage and said, "Inside the carriage."

Li Yunhong looked at Li Ping'an expectantly and said, "Master, the people have already been brought."

Li Ping'an ordered: "Let two soldiers carry it into the house, and you don't get close."

Li Yunhong quickly ordered: "Housekeeper, find an empty room to place the patient."

Everyone immediately got busy. Butler Zhang looked for a suitable room, and then the soldiers carried the patient and quickly ran towards the room, and soon placed the patient in a relatively remote room.

Li Ping'an walked into the room, turned around and closed the door, shutting everyone out, and then walked towards the bed.

Lying on the bed was a man covered in pustules. There were pustules all over his body and face. His appearance could no longer be seen clearly. If nothing happened, he would not be able to survive today.

Li Ping'an reached out and took out the invitation talisman from his arms, and pretended to say: "Heaven Lingling, Earth Lingling, Sanqing disciple Li Ping'an invites Zhang Zhongjing, the god of medicine, to come!"

He pressed the magic talisman to his heart, and a golden light flashed on the talisman. Li Ping'an shivered instantly, his mind became clear, and countless medical principles came to his mind. He lowered his head and glanced at the patient. In his sight, the patient's body was filled with a strong feeling.

He was so angry that he couldn't help but said: "The entanglement of hundreds of poisons has caused changes.

It may seem complex but it is actually very simple. All diseases of the human body are inseparable from their origins. If you ignore all kinds of toxicity, adjust the yin and yang and the five elements, and balance the yin and yang in the movement of the five elements, the disease will be cured."

As Li Ping'an's words fell, the daunting gray-black gas escaping from the patient's body disappeared, replaced by a variety of chaotic airflows. The yin and yang were unbalanced and the five elements were disordered, and the body's vitality was constantly being consumed.

Li Pingan stretched out his hand and brushed it over the patient's body. The chaotic yin and yang in the patient's body returned to order. The chaotic five elements returned to their respective places. The patient recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, dozens of prescriptions appeared in Li Pingan's mind. Each prescription

can effectively cure this plague.

Li Ping'an suddenly shuddered, and a sense of will disappeared from his body. The talisman attached to his chest also dimmed and fell to the ground.

Li Ping'an came back to his senses and looked at the patient who was sleeping soundly on the bed. The pustules on the patient's body had subsided and he was still snoring while sleeping.

Li Ping'an said with surprise in his eyes: "It's done!"

I quickly ran to the table, picked up the pen and paper on the table, and began to write down the prescriptions in my mind, for fear that it would take too long and I would forget them.

As soon as he recorded two or three prescriptions, the memories in his mind receded like a tide. Li Ping'an stood by the table and took a long breath. Fortunately, he looked at the three prescriptions on the table. Fortunately, he remembered the three prescriptions.
Chapter completed!
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