Huide chased him all the way, pulled Wang Ping'an's sleeve, and insisted on treating him to a meal.

Wang Ping'an smiled and said, "Didn't you just eat it? Why are you invited again?"

Huide smiled and said, "I've had breakfast, but I haven't had lunch yet. The little genius doctor stays for a while. At noon, I ask the kitchen to carefully prepare the good dishes on the table, so that I can do the best for the landlord!"

Wang Ping'an looked back at his mother. Yang was proud and his son really gave her a face. Before, his son beat Cheng Jisheng with a dialectical diagnosis. It was at home. When his family said it, others thought it was bragging, but today it was different. His son cured the monk from Chang'an in front of the presidency of the Baota Temple. This time she talked about this with relatives and friends again, no one would disbelief!

Yang nodded and said, "Since the host is so enthusiastic, let's disturb you again!"

Wang Ping'an smiled and said, "Since the host is so enthusiastic, why don't you just send someone to our house and invite my father too. Anyway, three are invited, and four are invited!"

Huide saw that he was joking and said with a smile: "That's right, I sent someone to the donor's house and invited Mr. Wang to come too, so that everyone could eat and drink together, and it was very lively."

Several people talked and laughed, left Tallinn, and returned to the front hall. At this time, many pilgrims had arrived in the hall, people were coming and going, and cigarettes were swaying in the hall, and the voices were heard one after another.

Wang Ping'an talked and laughed with Yang, and wanted to go out of the temple to see the scenery. When he passed by the hall, he suddenly saw a man in brocade clothes standing in the hall, facing the Buddha statue, saying something loudly, speaking in the language of the country, but looking at the expression, it was not like worshiping Buddha, nor was he praying to the Buddha, but cursing!

The other pilgrims in the hall glared at him. Some pilgrims could understand the language of Fanbang, and even wanted to roll up their sleeves and come forward to beat him up!

Huide sighed and said, "This Hu Shang is here again. He has been making trouble every day these days, so he really can't stop."

Yang Shiqi said: "Why is this? Why is this Hu man so rude that he dares to shout in front of the Buddha? You are the host, why don't you care about it!"

Huide blushed and said, "This Hu Shang has had a strange disease. He has been suffering from it for more than ten years. He has seen countless doctors, but none of them can be cured. Last year, he came to Bi Temple to make a wish and donated 10,000 yuan of indulgent oil money..."

Wang Ping'an said in surprise: "Ten thousand guan!" He felt a little uncomfortable. He thought that 1,000 guan was a big deal, but he didn't expect that someone could donate 10,000 guan in advance to make a wish. It seems that although his family is a rich man, his financial resources are still far inferior to those of Hu merchants and tycoons.

Hui Dedao: "Yes, I promised that if the disease can be cured, he would donate another 30,000 yuan, but a year has passed, and the illness has not improved at all. So he asked me to refund his indulgent and oil money, but I used all the money to repair the temple and I won't pay it back for a while!"

Yang said angrily: "It's outrageous. There is no reason to ask for money for the Buddha. Look at him, he looks like a madman. He is not sincere in serving the Buddha. How could the Buddha protect him!"

Huide hurriedly said, "Who said no?" But his eyes glanced at Wang Ping'an.

Wang Ping'an frowned and said to himself: "Look at me, why do I want me to solve this problem for your temple? Everyone meets you for the first time. You have been begging me too many times!"

Yang looked down on the person who disrespected the Buddha the most, and unexpectedly did not ask Wang Ping'an to see the doctor. He pulled his son and walked out of the temple. He saw nothing. It was better to go and see the scenery if you have this skill!

Suddenly, the Hu man who was roaring in the hall screamed and fell down straight, with a loud bang, scaring the pilgrims away from far away and no one helped him.

Huide slapped his head and shouted, "It's bad, and the little trouble has turned into a big trouble!" He quickly walked into the hall, helped the Hu man up, rubbed his chest and patted his back, and secretly complained in his heart, "The anime is a fan, and he will never find a good place to die, so he has to come to my temple. Isn't this causing me trouble?"

Seeing that the Hu man was not awake, he was even more anxious and shouted: "Mr. Wang, little doctor, come and have a look!"

Wang Ping'an couldn't, so he had to walk into the hall and bent down to look at the Hu man. Seeing that the man was in his thirties, with brown curly hair and brown beard, he looked like a European. He patted the Hu man's cheek and said, "It's okay, I'm rushing to the top, I'm going to breathe, I'll just take a bowl of cold water to pour it on his head."

Huide was just anxious for a moment, not that he didn't know how to treat him. After hearing Wang Ping'an's reminder, he hurriedly ordered the young monk to get a cup of cold water and spray it on the face of the Hu man!

The Hu man woke up slowly, opened his eyes, and saw Huide's bald head, and suddenly jumped up from the ground, suddenly hiccupped, shouting: "You bald, you are actually hiding and unwilling to see me...uh, hurry...uh, hurry...uh, hurry...uh, hurry...uh, hurry...uh..." While speaking, he kept hiccupping. Before he finished speaking, his hiccup was blushing, and he couldn't continue to say anything.

Huide took two steps back, avoided the spits of the Hu man, and said, "Donor Ayi Ding, why do you have to make a big fuss in the temple? Even if the Buddha does not protect you, you can't ask for money for the incense and oil for worshiping Buddha. How can this be done in the world!"

The pilgrims around accused the Hu man named Aiding, saying that he was not sincere, so the Buddha did not protect him. He still had the face to ask for money for indulgent and oil. He was really shameless. The Hu man did not understand etiquette, which shows that!

Ayi Ding was angry and wanted to argue loudly, but his burp kept thrusting. The more anxious he was, the more severe the beaten, so he couldn't speak!

Yang was upset at the back and said, "Son, this person is so rude. Isn't it just a hiccup? What a big deal? You can cure him quickly and let him get out!"

Wang Ping'an sighed. This mother is really good at finding work for herself, but it is not enough not to do it! He walked forward and said, "Don't be impatient, and say something if you have something to do!" While speaking, he went to Ayiding's wrist to take his pulse.

Ayi Ding's expression was the most excited moment. Suddenly, she saw someone reaching out to him. She thought she was going to hit him. She shook her hand in a hurry and shouted, "What are you going to do...uh..." A hiccup came, her eyes suddenly turned white, and she fell straight to the ground, with another loud bang!

Huide shouted: "Cold water, cool water, another scoop!"

Wang Ping'an waved his hand and said, "No hurry. He woke up and was emotionally excited, but it was difficult to treat it. I'll take his pulse like this." He grabbed Ayi Ding's hand, buckled his wrist with three fingers, and took the pulse.

At this time, there were thirty or forty pilgrims inside and outside the hall. When Wang Ping'an saw him take his pulse on the spot, they all came to join in the fun and asked whose boy he was.

Seeing that everyone was focusing on their son, Yang felt his pride arose and kept saying to the pilgrims: "This is my son, named Wang Ping'an, I am his mother!"

When Huide saw Wang Ping'an taking action, he was grateful and naturally made Wang Ping'an famous with all his strength. He spoke eloquently, so he told the story of how Wang Ping'an won Jisheng and told him in an eccentric way. He also said the things that he cured his junior brother Huizheng just now. He said it wonderfully, and the pilgrims kept sighing!

Wang Ping'an suddenly said, "Host, is this Ayiding here to make trouble every day, right?"

Huide hurriedly said: "These days have been making trouble every day, but it wasn't before. He was a merchant. He was a merchant who trafficked goods from Hudi to Xuzhou. He could only travel once a year. So he made a wish last year, but this year he made a lot of trouble."

Wang Ping'an nodded, stood up, and slowly circled around Ayiding with his hands behind his back.

Seeing that he was pretty, some of them smiled and said, "Little miracle doctor, what kind of disease does this Hu man have? Why did he faint from hiccups? Look, his stomach is not bulging, it doesn't look like he's overeating."

Wang Ping'an smiled and shook his head, saying, "If you eat hiccups for a lot of time, you won't be sick." He looked down at Ayi Ding, thinking in his mind that this big man didn't look weak and was quite rich. So he should have seen many famous doctors and had taken a lot of soups. Treating hiccups is actually a treatment for stomach problems. Other doctors should have prescribed many prescriptions, but since they can't cure them, it seems that they can only use folk remedies.

Folk remedies, that is, one-prescription proven prescriptions, refer to prescriptions that have little flavor but have unique therapeutic effects on certain diseases and symptoms. Don’t underestimate folk remedies. Sometimes, the famous prescriptions cannot be cured by difficult and complicated diseases, but they can be cured just in time, and the efficacy is amazing!

After walking around twice, Wang Ping'an remembered a strange folk remedy, waved to Ding Danruo, and said a few words. The girl showed a strange expression on her face. She wanted to laugh but was confused. She agreed and hurried out of the hall and ran towards Talin.

Yang said: "Son, what have you asked Dan to go?"

Wang Ping'an smiled and said, "Go and find medicine for this Ayi Ding!"

Attachment: Yam Raw Rehmann Tea (diabetic medicinal diet)

Raw materials: 3g yam, 15g of raw rehmannia. Method: Add water to yam and raw rehmannia to boil for 30 to 40 minutes, and take the juice instead of tea.
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