Cheng Jisheng was anxious about the patient. Although he was not young, he ran very fast. He actually ran to the city gate in one breath. As soon as he arrived at the city gate, he saw the closed city gate. Then he remembered that the city gate was closed and would not open until tomorrow morning.

Cheng Jisheng was sweating all over, so he found a stone at the gate of the city and sat on it to breathe. The guards guards recognized him and hurried over to say hello and asked Doctor Cheng what's wrong with you? What are you doing when you ran to the door in the middle of the night?

Cheng Jisheng did not hide it and told the matter. From this point, we can see a person's character. If someone else had changed, he would not have come to the city in the middle of the night and was in a hurry to leave the city, and he would not even mention the wrong medicine. But Cheng Jisheng said it all and asked the guards to keep it open, could he open a small gap in the city gate and let him go out secretly?

The guard dared not let him go, but was moved by his anxiety about the patient. A guard came up and said, "Doctor Cheng, there is actually a person outside the city. Like you, he ran all over and sweated and could not enter the city. We looked like you, and we didn't know if there was any urgent matter. If you didn't come, we didn't take this seriously. As soon as you came, we remembered that the guy is still squatting outside the city gate!"

When Cheng Jisheng heard what he said, he suddenly stood up, his mind was dizzy, thinking, "It's bad, it seems that something happened to the Wang family boy!" He stamped his feet repeatedly and said, "My guy must have come to me and asked me to go out of the city to treat the young master of the Wang family. That young master...ah!"

"You can't blame you for taking medicine by yourself!" The guard said, "We dare not open the city gate, but it's okay to ask you to go up to the city to say a few words. Why don't you ask your guy, what's wrong with that young man?"

Cheng Jisheng hurriedly said, "Thank you, brother!" He followed the guards to the city wall. The guards shouted downwards at the top of the city wall, shouting the young man squatting under the wall, and talking to Cheng Jisheng.

The young man at the bottom of the city was the one who came out of Wang Ping'an's house. He rushed all the way. When he arrived at the city gate, the city gate was closed. He had to wait outside the door and planned to return to the pharmacy as soon as the door opened tomorrow morning. At this time, he saw his husband coming in person, so he jumped up and told the story in a straight voice.

Cheng Jisheng held the battlement with his hand. After hearing this, he was shocked and suspicious, thinking: "It's impossible. How could my prescription be useless? That's Cheng's prescription. It has been passed down from generation to generation since the Han Dynasty. It is absolutely good to treat heat dysentery. I haven't cured 100 people in the past few years, and there are eighty or ninety people. I have failed half a time. How could it not work this time?" He was puzzled and didn't speak for a while.

However, he didn't say anything, others said it. The guards guarding the gate listened next to him. One of them shouted: "I'm talking about that person, you see that young man named Wang can get out of bed, but isn't he breathing heavily and speaking urgently and quickly?"

When the guy below recalled, he was gasping for breath, but he was anxious and fast but not. He said, "It seems like he was gasping for breath..."

Before he could finish his words, the guards above shouted, "That's right, this is called a retrospective look. When my grandfather passed away, he had this incident. This is an explanation of the will. The young master named Wang must be like this!"

His voice was so loud that there were two soldiers guarding the city gate. Not many people paid attention to this place. When he heard his scream, they all came over and asked what had happened. The guards were very gossiping, adding fuel to the fire, adding a lot of their imaginations, and telling them like this. After hearing this, the guards comforted Cheng Jisheng in a verbal way, saying that it was not his fault.

Cheng Jisheng was very confident in his prescription and thought that it might be a return. When he thought of this, he became even more anxious and had to leave the city. It was a life. He had to go in time and might be able to save him!

The guards could not resist him, so they had to find a big basket and use a rope to carry him down. The young man caught him outside, and the two rushed to Wuli Village overnight. By the time they arrived at Wuli Village, it was already the moon passed by, and it was the second half of the night.

When he arrived outside the Wang family, Cheng Jisheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, we walked fast and came in time." He did not hear the crying sounds from the house, so he guessed that Wang Ping'an was fine, otherwise he would be the only son of the Wang family. Once he died, the Wang family would have to cry loudly, which might be so quiet.

The young man stepped forward and slapped the door knocker. The door opened with a creaking sound. A head was poked out from inside. The doorkeeper was shocked when he saw Cheng Jisheng coming. He hurriedly invited him in and ran to the back house to report.

Not long after, Wang Youcai came out and he had already rested. His son was in good condition and he was in a good mood. He slept particularly sweetly that night. Suddenly, he was called out by the servant and said that Cheng Jisheng had come, so he came out to take a look. When he came out, he saw Cheng Jisheng sitting in the doorman, his clothes were soaked, and his originally beautiful beard was also messy.

Wang Youcai was so worldly, so how could he not understand why Cheng Jisheng came so late? He was moved. He had a bad impression of Cheng Jisheng and hated that he had prescribed the wrong medicine for his son, but now Cheng Jisheng came over night and couldn't say anything about blame!

When Cheng Jisheng saw him come out, he hurriedly said, "Master Wang, I'm afraid something happened to your young master, so he came overnight. The guards were passing through the city gate with a big basket. They came in a hurry. I hope you don't take it a fuss!"

Wang Youcai sighed and said, "Cheng Shen... Mr. Cheng is kind, how can I behave?" He wanted to call him a miracle doctor, but he changed his words temporarily, and changed his name to Mr.

Cheng Jisheng said: "I want to see the young master, is it convenient now?"

Wang Youcai thought for a while and nodded, "Come with me!" If it were Yang's visitor, he would definitely say no. He was not allowed to disturb his son so late, but he was still easier to talk, so he took Cheng Jisheng to the study.

Wang Ping'an had already gone to bed, and Ding Danruo was sleeping outside. When he heard that his master had arrived, he hurriedly opened the door and let Wang Youcai and Cheng Jisheng into the study together. The lights were on in the room, and Wang Ping'an also woke up.

Cheng Jisheng was not polite, so he quickly walked to the bed and sat down, gently took out one of Wang Ping'an's hand from the quilt, and took the pulse. Wang Ping'an thought to himself: "Is this a miracle doctor Cheng? This person is not bad. He is afraid that I have something to do, so he came in the middle of the night." He suddenly felt good about Cheng Jisheng.

Cheng Jisheng frowned, and after calling one hand, he called another again. It took him a long time to let go, and suddenly sneeze. He wiped the corners of his mouth, rubbed his beard, and said, "It's weird!"

Wang Youcai hurriedly said, "Why is it strange? But has the condition changed?"

Cheng Jisheng nodded and said in confusion: "It's changed, it's getting better! What's going on?"

Wang Youcai then breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "You breathed heavily when you talk, but I was startled." He said proudly: "Mr. Cheng doesn't know that my son has been sick for a long time and became a doctor. He saw a prescription in the book and took the medicine according to the prescription. One dose was effective. The disease was already cured... It was almost cured!"

Cheng Jisheng said with a thunder and said, "Young Master Wang, you really took the medicine on that prescription, so that it is good? I have read that prescription. It is a solid prescription, which is very harmful to your condition! What book are you reading? Can you borrow it into a certain view?"

Wang Ping'an sat up and thought to himself: "Where will I go to find you that book? You want to read me but don't have a book for you to read!" He said: "I read a few days ago and I remembered a prescription, but now I forgot which book it is."

Cheng Jisheng looked at the thousands of volumes of books in the study room, frowned and said, "Any prescription must be guided on how to use this prescription. I believe the young master has seen it. Your prescription is completely different from the prescription I prescribe, and the effects are absolutely different. Are you willing to diagnose with Cheng?"

Wang Ping'an was delighted. In modern times, he rarely had the opportunity to diagnose with others, but diagnosis was an extremely important link in traditional Chinese medicine for treating diseases. It can analyze symptoms and make a clear diagnosis. Through diagnosis, the doctor's medical skills can be greatly improved. In modern times, there are very few opportunities for diagnosis that can be used to face people. Unexpectedly, there was a miracle doctor willing to diagnose with him, and he naturally wanted it!

He nodded immediately and said, "Okay, why not ask the doctor to become a miracle and diagnose first!"

Cheng Jisheng shook his head and said, "I haven't cured your disease, so I really dare not take it as a miracle doctor. A few days ago, I came to see you. I saw that your pulse was stringy, rapid and rapid, your tongue coating was covered with thick stains, and your forehead was hot, and the high temperature did not subside. Therefore, I broke this because of the heat and dampness that blocked the stomach and intestines. The recent feeling of the surface was new and cool, and the internal food was triggered. The situation was dangerous and severe. Should I prevent my depression and closure and change my end? "

Wang Youcai was confused when he was listening and didn't understand much. He asked, "Mr. Cheng, are you saying that Ping An cannot digest it after he finished his meal, so he got this disease?"

Cheng Jisheng frowned, wanted to shake his head, and nodded, feeling that he was very interested in playing the piano with a cow. He looked at Wang Ping'an with his eyes and thought to himself: "Even if this child has read medical books, he probably just flipped through them casually. Can he understand what I said?"

But Wang Ping'an smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, Mr. Cheng is right."

Cheng Jisheng was excited and stretched out four fingers and said, "I use the four-character therapy, which is the right one for internal heat and external heat?"

Wang Ping'an nodded again and said, "No, Mr. Cheng used the method to the extreme!"

Wang Youcai clapped his hands and shouted loudly: "Since they are all good, how can we not cure the disease?"

Cheng Jisheng stared at Wang Ping'an's eyes and said, "Can you solve the problem?"

Attachment: Cordyceps sinensis duck (tracheitis medicinal diet)

Raw materials: 9-15g Cordyceps sinensis, 1 old male duck, wine, ginger, green onion, pepper, and salt.

Method: Scallop the clean duck with boiling water, put Cordyceps sinensis, ginger, green onion and other soil into the duck's belly, pour in wine and pepper, steam over heat, eat meat and drink soup.
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