Wang Youcai and Yang were both shocked when they heard him say this. They were concerned about their son's illness. Now they heard that their son was a miracle doctor and a quack doctor, so they were naturally surprised.

Wang Youcai hurriedly said, "Ping An, how do you know that this prescription is not easy to use? Becoming a miraculous doctor is the best doctor in our Xuzhou!"

Yang didn't care about anything else. In her eyes, the one who can cure her son's illness was a miracle doctor, and the one who couldn't cure her was a quack doctor. This is the only standard, and everything else was nonsense! She said angrily: "I've seen that the man named Cheng was a liar. My son said he was a quack doctor, and he was a quack doctor. Let's relax. Next time we won't look for him. Mom will find you a witch to Tiaotiao, and then let Danruo get married to you. Chong Chongxi, your disease will be cured!"

Wang Ping'an remembered that he did have a child bride named Ding Danruo, who was specially used for him to enjoy. Yang cared about his son, but he was not afraid of other people but was afraid that he would not be cured if he was sick, so he thought of all kinds of methods. In order to prevent other people from marrying their daughter to a sick girl, he simply found an orphan and raised him as a child bride since childhood, just to use it for the critical moment.

Wang Ping'an thought to himself: "It seems that my mother in this life is actually a loyal supporter of the beautiful girl development department. She even prepared the child bride that Chong Xi used for me!"

He shook his head and said, "There is no need to be so troublesome. I will prescribe another prescription and take medicine according to the prescription. In a few days, my disease will be cured. I will tell you orally and my father will record it!"

Wang Youcai was surprised and couldn't help but touch his beard. He accidentally pulled off a few pieces, which made him grin and asked, "Ping An, can you prescribe a prescription? This prescription is not prescribed casually. Taking the wrong medicine will... it will be inappropriate!" He originally wanted to say that he would die, but the word "death is not auspicious, so he changed it to inappropriate.

Wang Ping'an thought that his father was right. In the past, Wang Ping'an was at most a nerd. He had recited the Four Books and Five Classics a lot, but he may not have read medical skills. He said he could prescribe medicine, and anyone else would have doubts.

He said, "I saw it in a medical book. There are too many books in the study, and I can't remember which one it is for a while, but I remember the prescription clearly." Seeing that Wang Youcai was still hesitant, he turned to Yang and said, "Mother, can you trust your son's memory? His son has a good memory!"

Yang nodded immediately and said, "I can trust my son, and my son has the best memory!" As for why her son didn't even remember the title of the book, but remembered the prescription, she didn't expect it.

Wang Youcai was easy-going and was not a serious person. After hearing what Yang said, he laid paper on the table and picked up his pen to prepare a prescription.

Wang Ping'an said: "Four cents of poppy shell..."

Wang Youcai said ah, and the pen was hanging in the air and could not fall. He didn't hear what Wang Ping'an said clearly. He waited until Wang Ping'an finished speaking the prescription, and then his face turned red and said, "Ping'an, what is the poppy shell? How do you write the first two words?"

Wang Ping'an was stunned and thought to himself: "Doesn't the medicine of poppy in Tang Shi? No, as opium, it's a bad thing in later generations, it's okay for people at this time to not know it, but as medicinal materials, it was used very early and long ago, so we shouldn't know it!"

He hurriedly said, "The poppy shell is A Furong's shell." Seeing that Wang Youcai was still confused, he said, "It's Yumi!" This is another name for poppy.

Wang Youcai still didn't know, but Yang said, "Imperial rice is the rice that the emperor ate. It's not difficult to find. I'll send someone to Chang'an for my mother and spend money to ask someone to get you a few stones. I can eat as much as possible."

Wang Ping'an smiled and said, "My mother misunderstood that the imperial rice is a medicine, which is poppy, which is also called the rice capsule!" He also mentioned the two alias of poppy.

Wang Youcai still didn't understand, so he sighed and said, "Son, it seems that your prescription is indeed a good prescription. My father has never heard of the medicinal materials he used. I just don't know if there is such medicine in the city."

Wang Ping'an hardened his head and said, "Some people call this medicine Xianggu!" If he had never heard of this name again, he would have no choice but to change the prescription.

As soon as the word Xianggu was released, Wang Youcai said, and his face showed joy. Wang Ping'an felt relieved. It seemed that people in the Tang Dynasty called poppy Xianggu. There was indeed this medicine at this time, so it was fine. But Wang Youcai said, "These two words are good for my father!" After a long time, he showed joy in his face, not because he had heard of this medicine, but because he could write these two words.

Wang Ping'an thought to himself: "It seems that the two elders really don't understand the medicine at all. Well, that's right. If they really understand, they wouldn't keep getting sick." He said all the medicines behind him. Other medicines were ordinary, nothing more than yam, Qinpi, dried ginger, earthworm, white-headed wool, pomegranate peel and other medicines.

Finally, Wang Ping'an said: "Father, when you send someone to get medicine, you should tell the pharmacy staff that this prescription is imitated with peach blossom soup and astringent product. Therefore, when decoding medicine, you should use the method of decorating peach blossom soup. Don't make this mistake."

Wang Youcai nodded and said, "I went to the city to get medicine for my father, and then invited a pharmacy staff home and asked him to decoct medicine according to the prescription. He would decoct as much as we let him decoct it!" As he said that, he dried the ink on the prescription, put it in his arms, and wanted to go to the city to get medicine in person.

Wang Ping'an said: "Father, let's send someone there, why do you need to enter the city in person?"

Wang Youcai turned around and said, "If others believe it, I'd better go there yourself. Ping An, you can get well and get sick." After that, he left the study room, called the servants to get a cart and went into the city.

Seeing that her husband left, Yang gently stroked Wang Ping'an's hair, asked him to lie down again, and tucked the horns of the quilt for him, saying, "My son said so many things, I must be tired, so I'll take a rest. What do you want to eat? My mother asked the kitchen to make it for you?"

Wang Ping'an was moved by his parents in this world, but his body was not cured for a long time. After saying only a few words, he felt tired. He said, "Mom takes care of her son. She has been sleepless these days, so she is naturally even more tired. Mom goes back to her room to rest. Don't get tired of her son's illness."

Yang has come to take care of Wang Ping'an these days, and he is so tired that he never leaves him. Seeing that his son's condition has improved, he also comforted himself. The joy of being a mother is really indescribable. He feels that no matter how hard it is, it is worth it. She patted Wang Ping'an's quilt and gave instructions, and then went back to the room to rest.

Wang Ping'an was really tired. He closed his eyes and wanted to sleep for a while, but he was confused but seemed to sleep but not sleep. This was one of the symptoms of long-term illness. Fortunately, he was not plagued by nightmares, otherwise he would feel even more uncomfortable. While he seemed to sleep but not sleep, he heard the sound of footsteps in the house, and someone came to his bed with slight hands and feet.

Wang Ping'an nodded softly and thought to himself: "Mother is not at ease with me, are you back?" He slowly opened his eyes and turned his head, but saw that it was not his mother, Yang, standing in front of the bed, but a 14 or 15-year-old girl.

The girl has a medium figure, black hair like a waterfall, fair face, and very pretty appearance. She is wearing a maid's clothes, but there are more small accessories than the maid's clothes. The girl is looking at herself with beautiful almond eyes.

The memories of the previous life were called up, and Wang Ping'an whispered: "It's Danruo."

Attachment: Shiquan Dapu Soup

Ingredients: Codonopsis pilosula, moxa astragalus, fried Atractylodes macrocephala, wine and white peony, poria cocos, 3 grams of cinnamon, cooked Rehmannia, 15 grams of angelica, fried Chuanxiong, roasted licorice, 6 grams of pork belly, 250 grams of pork elixir, 30 grams of ginger, green onion, yellow wine, pepper, salt, and MSG.

Method: Put the above Chinese medicine into a cleansing cloth bag and set aside. Pork elbow, pork belly and Chinese medicine bag into an aluminum pot at the same time, add appropriate amount of water, put on green onion, ginger, pepper, cooking wine, salt, put it on a high heat to boil, then simmer over low heat, change the knife to the soup when the pork belly is crispy and rotten, and remove the medicine without using it. When taking it, put the soup and pork belly into the bowl, and eat one bowl each morning and evening. People with colds should not take it.
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