Huide pricked up his ears and listened, wondering, go find medicine? There is no medicine in the direction of Tallinn. If there is medicine, how could I not know as the presidency of the temple? He leaned over and asked, "I wonder what medicine the female donor is looking for?"

Wang Ping'an said mysteriously: "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed!"

Yang was very confident at this time and said loudly: "My son uses medicine as a god. The prescription is always worth a thousand gold. How can he say it in public? Don't ask if the host!"

Huide was robbed by her and looked quite embarrassed. She quickly smiled and said, "Yes, I shouldn't have asked, I am abrupt!"

The pilgrims around him were talking, forming a circle around Aiding, pointing at the Hu people and marching, but no one was willing to rescue him.

Generally speaking, those who come to the temple to pray to gods and Buddhas come with something, whether they are seeking marriage or future, or even like this Hu people and big merchants, they come with their goals. If there is no desire or request, then who can ask for whom and who is willing to ask for?

An old man with a slightly hunched back suddenly asked, "Young Master, do you really know how to treat a doctor?" The old man dressed in old clothes and didn't look like a rich man. He looked sad and seemed to owe money to others, and his appearance was very old.

Before Wang Ping'an could speak, Yang was unhappy and snorted, "What does it mean to be able to see a doctor? My child is very skilled in medical treatment, and even becoming a miracle doctor is willing to give up the disadvantage. Do you think my son will see a doctor?"

The old man said a few times and thought to himself: "I know who he is a miracle doctor, but poor people can't afford to treat him. If I hire a famous doctor, why should I hunch over!"

At this moment, the little girl Ding Danruo ran back, carrying a small handkerchief bag in her hand. As soon as she returned to the hall, she said, "Young master, I've got the medicine back!" Her little face ran red with a strange expression.

Wang Ping'an took the handkerchief, opened it and looked at it, and said, "Well, it's this medicine, but it can't be used so many. Host, can you ask you to cut some slices of ginger? I want to decoct the medicine and give it to Ayi Ding."

Huide hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, there are some ginger in the kitchen in my temple. Not to mention a few slices, it's okay to use a few pounds." He called the little monk and asked him to get the ginger.

Wang Ping'an looked at the pilgrims around him and thought to himself: "So many people are watching. If my folk remedy is not good, then it will be embarrassing." Then he said: "Dear fellows, this is my secret recipe passed down from ancestors. When decocting this medicine, this..." He couldn't continue. It was not his family, so he couldn't speak out and drove people away. He had to say, "Master, can you borrow a quiet room? I'm going to decoct the medicine."

Huide nodded quickly and said, "Yes, there are many quiet rooms in the temple. I will take Wang Xiaobao to go there. The stoves and utensils for decorating medicine are ready-made. I will let you move them over to you." He led the way and led Wang Ping'an to the backyard.

Wang Ping'an's original intention was that if the folk remedy was ineffective, there was no need for too many people to know, so he would lose face. So when he said this, he avoided the quiet room, and everyone would naturally disperse. Unexpectedly, his avoidance caused the appetite of the pilgrims. No one was willing to leave, and they were waiting in the local area to see the results. Moreover, there were new pilgrims coming. The first one came, and the later one refused to leave. The inner and outer three layers were surrounded in the hall. Among the crowd was the unlucky Ayiding, who was still dizzy!

Wang Ping'an entered the quiet room and asked Huide out. Without help from others, he decocted the medicine by himself. He pinched a small handful of the medicine Ding Danruo brought into the medicine pot, added ginger, then boiled it over high heat, and then used low heat to keep a small rolling head in the medicine pot, and decocted the medicine in this way.

Huide was "invited" by Wang Ping'an and thought to himself: "What kind of prescription is this? Is it really a thousand gold coins? Monks do not covet other people's secret recipes, but... Amitabha, I am worried about the patient and have to supervise whether his medication is correct, so as not to harm Ayi Ding's life. You can't be ignored just because he is a Hu person. Hu people are also human beings, and sentient beings are equal!"

After leaving the quiet room, he quickly walked towards Tallinn and asked the carpenters who were working, what did the little girl do when she came just now, and whether she had pulled away the flowers and plants?

The carpenters were asked inexplicably, and they all said they didn't know that a little girl had just arrived, but she left after walking around. She had squatted to the ground, but there were no flowers and plants around her for her to pull it out!

Huide was puzzled. What medicine was she taking? She asked where she had squatted just now. After looking carefully, she only sawdust and soil on the ground. Not to mention the medicinal materials, there was not even half a grass!

"What kind of medicine is that?" Huide touched the big bald head and returned to the quiet room with confusion.

After Huide struggled for a while, Wang Ping'an had decocted the medicine, filtered out the residue, and took a bowl to hold the medicine juice. It didn't take too long to decoct this medicine, it only took about ten minutes, and it couldn't even take a quarter of an hour.

When he saw Huide coming back, he smiled and said, "The host is coming just right. Let's take Ayi Ding's medicine!" He took the medicine bowl out of the quiet room.

Huide didn't give up and refused to leave. He lowered his head to see the medicine residue that Wang Ping'an had fallen on the ground, trying to study what it was. But the medicine residue was so shattered that he couldn't tell what it was. He pinched a little with just his hand, and put it directly into his mouth, pursed it, thinking, "What kind of medicine can't be tasted?"

Wang Ping'an called him outside: "Host, let's go quickly!"

"Here, here!" Huide agreed repeatedly, and left the quiet room and went to the front with Wang Ping'an.

When he arrived at the front hall, Wang Ping'an thought to himself, "Good guy, are you going to the market?" Then he saw that there were about 200 people standing inside and outside the hall, all of whom were pilgrims who came to the temple to incense, and no one left.

When Yang saw him come back, he said, "Son, has the medicine been boiled?" She just said her son's glorious deeds in the crowd, and she couldn't mention her pride. Having a good son, she is proud of her mother.

Wang Ping'an said: "Fry it, this bowl is it!"

Some pilgrims shouted: "Cold water, cold water, wake up the babian man and give him medicine!"

Another pilgrim said, "What cold water is needed? Don't we have feet?" He said, "I want to pound my feet and want to wake up Ayiding. But Ayiding didn't wake up. Maybe he was hiccups too violently just now, so he was very honest and was definitely not pretending.

Wang Ping'an said: "Don't wake him up, just use nasal feeding. Host, do you have a softer and thinner tube here?"

Huide shook his head and said, "No, this is not there, what do you want to do with the pipe?"

Wang Ping'an thought to himself: "If there is no tube, then you can't use nasal feeding." He whispered at Aiding and said: "Then let's just kick him to wake him up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight big feet stretched over. Ayiding screamed in pain, opened her eyes, and shouted, "Who...uh...kick me...uh!" She still hiccups.

Wang Ping'an squatted down, helped Aiding up, and said, "There is a bowl of soup here. You can drink it. Look at the effect. I guess it should cure your stomach problems."

Aidingqi said: "Huh...uh...how do you know that I...uh, I have stomach problems?"

Wang Ping'an said: "I don't know. It was the Buddha who told me that this bowl of medicine was also given by the Buddha. You should drink it. If it doesn't work, it will not be too late for you to curse. Look, the host is standing next to you!"

Huide's face collapsed and he would scold me if he couldn't cure it. If he had known this, I would have stayed away.

Ayi Ding looked around with doubts and saw countless onlookers. She thought to herself: "So many people are there, it shouldn't be poison, right? Well, this young man and I have no grudges, and he doesn't have to harm me!" She took the medicine bowl, made two sips, drank the medicine, and after drinking it, she burped a long time!

Wang Ping'an stood up and said, "You go and sit next to you for a while, inhale for a long time and exhale slowly. After half an hour, if you stop hiccupping, it means that this medicine is effective. If you still hiccupping, then... Host, come and take care of him!"

Huide agreed with a bitter face and thought to himself: "Donor Wang, why do you always remember me!"

Wang Pingan pulled his mother over, carried her arm, and said, "Mother, let's go out to see the scenery." He took Ding Danruo out of the temple to see the scenery.

But no one of the pilgrims refused to leave. They all looked at Ayiding, making Ayiding's scalp numb. He squeezed out of the crowd, found a tree root to sit down, and exhale according to the method Wang Ping'an said.

Attachment: Broncoid Walnut Walnut Walnut Soup (Medicinal Diet for Lowering Blood Lipids)

Raw materials: 3 to 5 black fungus, 2 walnut kernels, 10 wolfberry, and 4 jujubes.

Method: Stew the above ingredients in water for 10 minutes and eat them every morning on an empty stomach.
Chapter completed!