Chapter 121: The fairy beats the old pill

Mrs. Ha was looking at Wang Ping'an. Seeing his eyes slipping, she screamed again, covered her chest with a towel, and said, "Get the clothes quickly and put them on!"

Wang Ping'an turned his face and did not speak, but just thought about her symptoms.

Hamiti said, "Forget it, let's do it first. If you don't let the little miracle doctor see a doctor, how should he diagnose and treat it? Don't make mistakes like last time. Lying down first and just cover it with a quilt!"

Mrs. Ha's chest was so painful that she couldn't stand it. Anyway, if she wanted to cure the disease, she had to let Wang Ping'an see it. Although she was embarrassed, she couldn't object, so she had to lie down obediently, cover her with a blanket, and leave one hand outside.

The little maid brought a high-legged stool and asked Wang Ping'an to sit down. Wang Ping'an reached out and took the pulse of Mrs. Har.

Wang Ping'an called for a moment and let go of his hands, "The inch pulse is weak and weak, and the rest of his body is slow. If you say that the pulse is not too bad, you will not be able to see any major problems. Madam Ha, your body is not very harmful."

Hamiti said sadly: "It's okay, it's all swollen like this, it looks scary!"

Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "Don't worry, it will be fine soon!" He comforted Hamithy and said, "Madam Ha, open your mouth and let me see the tongue coating."

Mrs. Ha opened her mouth and stretched out her tongue. Wang Ping'an squinted her eyes and looked carefully, and said, "The tongue is pale and the coating is white. Fortunately, it's okay, there is nothing big problem!" He raised his head, looked at Hamiti, and smiled and said, "Did you scare me these days?"

Hamiti said, "That's right, there is no female doctor in our Xuzhou, otherwise I would have hired it long ago, and it wouldn't have been delayed for so long. If the wife was suffering, I would be frightened!"

Wang Ping'an turned around and said, "Madam Ha, I want to press your chest, don't blame me for offending you!"

Mrs. Ha sighed and said, "No wonder, it's not a big deal. If you are still my junior, you are treating me again. If I blame you, wouldn't it be heartless!"

Wang Ping'an reached into the quilt, gently pressed her chest with his hand, and said, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts a little, but not too obvious!" Mrs. Har frowned.

Wang Ping'an's strength increased and said, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, oh, it hurts so much!" Mrs. Ha shouted, frightening Hamitti who was watching from the side.

Wang Ping'an nodded and said, "Okay, this means that your chest can feel the size of the strength. Don't look at the pain, this means that you don't have much trouble. If you can't feel the pain, that's going to be trouble!"

He changed the place and pressed it again. This time he was on his chest or gently, asking, "Does it hurt?"

Mrs. Ha shook her head and said, "It doesn't hurt, I just feel a little blocked!"

Wang Ping'an increased his strength again and asked, "What about now, does it hurt?"

Mrs. Ha suddenly gasped, but she said, "It doesn't hurt, it's so stuffy, it seems like something is blocking inside, so I won't breathe."

Wang Ping'an did not let go, but continued to press and asked, "Is there something blocking me? Is it because I pressed you now to make you feel stuffy, or is it that I always feel stuffy when I breathe normally?"

"I usually feel this way. I always want to breathe, but I can't breathe!" said Mrs. Har.

Wang Ping'an nodded, took out his hand, and said, "How long has this pain method been?"

Hamiti said, "It was not obvious at the beginning, but after taking your lower breasts, the problem became obvious and became more and more serious!" He meant that he probably took the wrong medicine, and it didn't look like this at the beginning.

Wang Ping'an shook his head in his heart, then who can you blame? You didn't want me to see it before, Jingguo caused my wife to suffer several more days of sin!

Wang Ping'an turned around and looked at Hamiti and said, "I want to look at Mrs. Ha's breasts. She has a problem with her breasts. If you don't look at the actual objects, it will be difficult to diagnose just from other diseases!"

Hamiti said, "Then let's see, don't be embarrassed. In our grassland, it is not uncommon for women to breastfeed in public, so there is nothing!"

Once he thought it was open, he said it was okay, but this place was not the grassland, but the Central Plains. Mrs. Ha was a wealthy lady, so it was absolutely impossible for her to breastfeed in public. Anyway, as long as she thought it was open, it would be good to comfort herself.

Wang Ping'an turned his head and looked at Mrs. Ha. Mrs. Ha gently lifted the quilt and asked Wang Ping'an to look at her chest. Wang Ping'an tilted his head and looked at it, saying, "It looks like steamed milk!" Mrs. Ha's chest was enlarged and swollen, which could be said to have been quite swollen, and there was sparse white milk on the tip of the chest.

After Wang Ping'an took it, he nodded again. Mrs. Ha hurriedly covered the quilt again. Wang Ping'an said: "Although a little milk flows out, if the baby sucks, it will not be able to suck it out. Is this true?"

Hamiti slapped her thigh and said, "It's not just that my son can't suck it, but even I can't suck it!"

Mrs. Ha said anxiously: "What are you talking nonsense? Is this the one you say?"

Hamiti scratched her head and said, "What's the shame of this? When the little miracle doctor Ping An becomes a relative, I understand that this is the joy of the boudoir!"

Wang Ping'an wiped the sweat from his forehead and thought to himself: "If you want to be conservative, you are really conservative. If you want to be open, you are really cold and unhappy. Just open your mouth!"

He said: "From the wife's symptoms, it can be confirmed. This disease is not breastlessness or breast stagnation, but because of deficiency of lung and stomach qi and depletion of middle yang, and the yang is not distributed, so the milk cannot fall."

Hamidti heard that he could be diagnosed and asked, "I should have seen it this time, so how should I treat it?"

Wang Ping'an thought for a while and said, "Since the lower mulch Yongquan is not easy to disperse, you can use stalactite soup to add flavor! This recipe is also OK. Judging from Mrs. Har's symptoms, it can be considered the right symptom!"

Hamiti invited him to the table, and Wang Ping'an picked up his pen and prescribed the prescription. After writing, he pointed to the prescription and said, "There are two medicines to be paid attention to. You need to decoct stalactites first, and you need to stir-fry the reed roots. I have already indicated it specifically. You can take the prescription and take the medicine to decoct. This medicine is one dose a day, decocted in water, and the two doses will be effective. If it doesn't get better the day after tomorrow, then you go to me again!"

Hamiti took the prescription and sighed: "I hope the disease will be cured this time, otherwise I will be so anxious!"

The matter came to an end. Wang Ping'an said goodbye and left. Ayiding sent him back to the governor's mansion. At this time, it was almost noon and Wang Ping'an did not leave the city.

He went to the backyard to see Niu Bula first, and saw that he was taking He Louqi's son to play in the backyard. A lot of cabbage had grown. Niu Bula likes He Louqi's son very much and was telling him how hard it is to grow grain. He also told the child that the He Lou family is engaged in grain trading. When he grows up, he must have a conscience when collecting grain. Don't go in and out and make black money! The He Lou family's children seem to understand, but just keep Niu Bula's words in their hearts.

Wang Ping'an and Niu Bula said a few words and felt that this kind of education method was pretty good. They taught children how to be a human being since childhood. The chances of children becoming a good businessman will be greater when they grow up.

He left Niu Bula's small building and went to see Yuchi Gong again.

Yuchi Gong occupied Niu Zhenghong's study and stayed here during the day these days. Although he was an imperial envoy, he was not in charge of the matter. Even if he was in charge of it, he might not be able to manage it well. There is still self-knowledge, so he simply left it to Niu Zhenghong, and he was only responsible for supervision.

At this time, Yuchi Gong was full of excitement and was circling the alchemy furnace on the ground in the study. Seeing Wang Ping'an coming, he smiled and said, "Ping'an boy, come and see. Xiao Niu found a good thing for Dao Master. This is the alchemy furnace in the Jin Dynasty. It is of the same era as Xiaoxianweng. Maybe Xiaoxianweng has used it before!"

Wang Ping'an walked up and looked at the alchemy furnace. He saw that the alchemy furnace was orange-yellow, nearly one person tall. The lower half of the alchemy furnace was arched high, and there was a long cylindrical cylinder like a small chimney on it! Looking further into the furnace, there was an inner liner hanging in it, and there was a silver container, which was used for!

Alchemy furnaces are not common in modern times. Wang Ping'an has only seen them in museums, but they were seen through glass cabinets and have never been observed as close as they are now. But when he saw them, he was shocked. This alchemy furnace is simply too similar to the instruments in later chemical laboratories, and it is super expensive and exquisite.

There were many devices in the furnace, and Wang Ping'an couldn't name it. He pointed to the silver container and said, "Xian Cheng, what is this for?"

Yuchi Gong smiled and said, "This is called water sea, for cooling. Come on, I'll show you. This thing is used to extract mercury from cinnabar. The bottle with a round bottom on it is called a 'pomegranate jar', and the thing like a bucket below is called 'ganguozi'..." He pointed out the containers of various sizes and sizes in the furnace to Wang Ping'an one by one, and explained in detail.

Looking at several of the containers, Wang Ping'an thought to himself: "Isn't this just a distiller? It's really unimaginable that there were such precision instruments in the Jin Dynasty. It seems that ancient alchemists were simply great chemists!"

In modern times, Westerners always say that distillers were invented by Arabs, but in fact they are not. In ancient my country, alchemists had long produced such equipment, but because alchemist was very mysterious, it was difficult to popularize, so many people didn’t know about it!

It is estimated that some Arab merchants in ancient times came to China and accidentally obtained an alchemy furnace. When they saw this primitive still, they were transported back to their homes in their admiration for the supreme country of the Celestial Kingdom and according to the principle that they had to move their own homes, they transported the alchemy furnace back and passed it into the Western world. Westerners thought it was invented by them, and this kind of thing happened often!

Yuchi Gong explained the exquisiteness of the alchemy furnace to Wang Ping'an in detail. He blushed and said for a long time: "Ping'an'er, do you know why Master Dao likes alchemy so much?"

Wang Ping'an said: "Is it to seek immortality and become an immortal?"

Yuchi Gong nodded and said, "Of course, I don't want to become an immortal, so why bother to refine elixirs? But I have killed too many people in my life, so it is probably difficult to become an immortal. I want to refine a elixir that can make people light and healthy and prolong their life."

After a pause, a look of pain suddenly appeared on his face and said, "The emperor is getting older and his health is getting worse. If he can refine a pill and relieve his pain a little, then my pill will not be refined in vain. Also, many of my comrades who fought with the world in the past died. Whenever I send them away, I feel sad and always think that I will do the same in the future. So I really want to refine good pills and give them to my comrades. Although I often call them old loaches, I really don't want them to leave so early!"

Wang Ping'an was solemn. He had been superstitious about Yuchi Gong and always thought about alchemy. He was very dissatisfied with it. But he didn't expect that Yuchi Gong was not only for himself, but also for others! It is very good to be able to think about others, and he would help him no matter what!

Wang Ping'an pretended to think for a while and suddenly said, "I remembered that once I had a dream, Xiaoxianweng once told me a pill called Xian Gu's old pill, which can best prolong life. Taking this pill regularly can lead to immortality!"

Yuchi Gong was overjoyed when he heard this. One of the best abilities that the little fairy man Ge Hong was good at was refining alchemy. Not only the people of the Tang Dynasty knew about it, but in the entire Chinese history, Ge Hong was very famous when refining alchemy. Everyone who liked this knowledge knew about it!
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