Chapter 156: Tears

After having lunch simply, Feng Ningrong stopped going to the yamen to handle official duties, so he stayed at Shang Pharmaceutical Bureau and waited for his mother. But as the saying goes, illness comes like a mountain of illness, and illness goes like a thread to draw silk. Although Mrs. Feng can speak, she did not recover too quickly, and she still looks like noon.

In the evening, Wang Ping'an decocted another dose of medicine and fed Mrs. Feng and took it. After that, he took out an eel from the bucket again, pricked the eel's head with a needle, and then applied it to Mrs. Feng.

There are some special considerations when applying eel blood to treat crooked mouth and eyes. You should not apply wherever you are crooked. Instead, you should adopt the principle of applying left obliquely to the right and right obliquely to the left. After the blood is dry, you will wipe it off immediately when you see that it has the effect!

Mrs. Feng has a good physical condition, and because other doctors prescribed her medicine after the onset of the disease. Although it was not cured, it had an effect on maintenance and did not worsen the condition. So Wang Ping'an took the initiative to treat her again, and the result was twice as effective with half the effort, and the improvement was accelerated.

After applying the eel blood, after half an hour, Mrs. Feng's mouth and eyes recovered a little, and her speech became more and more straightforward, and her voice was no longer vague and clearer.

Wiping off the eel blood from Mrs. Feng's face, Wang Ping'an smiled and said, "It's better than I expected. I guess it will be almost better at this time tomorrow."

Feng Ningrong said: "The mouth and eyes are so good, but my mother's body seems to have no improvement, and she still can't move!"

Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "How can it be so fast? You have to open the meridians. This time it takes longer. I don't think it will be able to open tomorrow. But judging from the current symptoms, the recovery is very fast, faster than I thought. It is estimated that in four or five days, the hands and feet will be able to move. This is the fastest speed. No matter how fast it is... it is not within my ability!"

Feng Ningrong nodded and said, "This is very good. If you want to talk about your ability, I think your ability is far superior to other doctors. They can't even cure my mother's mouth and eyes!"

"This..." Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "There is a specialty in technology, and this is not a false statement. Every doctor is good at different aspects. Moreover, the Taima does not have common diseases, the symptoms are changing, and the treatment methods are different. The doctors have seen few cases and have no experience to rely on. In addition, they treat Taima, so they are timid, which is understandable!"

Feng Ningrong smiled and said, "You are kind-hearted and actually speak for them. Today I have let all the doctors in prison and let them go home. However, they can forgive, but I cannot forgive that designated life and death. He is a disciple of Zhenren Sun. How can he be said to be inexperienced? Even if he has no experience, Zhenren Sun must have it. After passing it to him, he still dare not heal. This kind of medical ethics is too bad!"

Wang Ping'an really wanted to ask what kind of person he was, but Feng Ningrong's evaluation of this person was very low. If he asked from his mouth, the answer he got would definitely be bad, so he didn't ask anything else, but only asked: "I don't know what subject he is best at for his life and death?"

Feng Ningrong didn't understand medical skills and couldn't tell any subjects. He replied casually: "He is best at singular wire to diagnose pulses. This is Sun Zhenren's unique skill, and he has learned it!"

Wang Ping'an took a deep breath. He only heard what it means to diagnose pulse with hanging silk, but he had never seen it before, and he did not believe that there was really anyone in this world who knew this skill!

Just imagine, tie a thin thread to the patient's wrist, and then the doctor is far away, pressing the thin thread through the curtain, and then you can take out the patient's pulse and prescribe medicine to treat the disease. What is this skill? Not to mention anything else, just tie this thin thread, how tight it is? How straight it is? Can it reflect the patient's pulse?

If you want to talk about this unique skill, it is estimated that it is difficult for mortals to practice, at least Wang Ping'an will definitely not be able to practice it!

Feng Ningrong looked surprised when he saw his face and said, "He was treating the royal relatives in Beijing, and he was indispensable for women. How could the lady from a family make him touch him? Naturally, he had to use this skill, but I haven't heard of anyone who healed the disease by relying solely on this!"

Wang Ping'an said oh, nodded, thinking: "It turns out to be a gimmick, specially used to increase his value!"

But Feng Ningrong said again: "But Zhenren Sun used this skill to cure the disease. When Empress Changsun got sick, he used hanging silk to diagnose the pulse and easily cured the queen's disease!"

Wang Ping'an was stunned for a while, imagining Sun Simiao's style in his heart. He didn't believe that others could take pulses with silk, but he believed that Sun Simiao knew. Sun Simiao enjoyed a great reputation and a doctor's forest, and was famous throughout the ages. Of course, there was something extraordinary. Taking a thread to take a pulse... For him, it should be considered a trick to be a scammer!

That night, Feng Ningrong and Wang Ping'an stayed at Shang Pharmacy. Feng Ningrong told him that he didn't have to worry about the people in the team. He had informed Mi Xiaomiao that everything was fine, and he was not worried about him. Everyone in the team was very confident in Wang Ping'an's medical skills and believed that he would cure Mrs. Feng's illness.

Feng Ningrong told Wang Ping'an again that the host of White Horse Temple Nian Ku found the post station. Because Wang Ping'an happened to be not at the post station, he was stunned. Feng Ningrong knew that Wang Ping'an did not want to be a monk, of course, with Wang Ping'an's current status, it was impossible to become a monk, so Feng Ningrong took action himself and sent Nian Ku. If he dared to bother him again, he would be polite to him!

Wang Ping'an was very grateful. When he saw Kuo, his scalp became numb, but he was afraid of this old monk. It was too long-winded. If Kuo learned magic, it would be a Dharma sea of ​​the Tang Dynasty!

There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Wang Ping'an got up and went to see Mrs. Feng. This time, the old lady's condition improved again. Her mouth and eyes had recovered most of her mouth and eyes, and the degree of crookedness was reduced. Although she was still crooked after slashing her eyes, she was still crooked, but she no longer drooled. This shows that Mrs. Feng could control her mouth!

Then he took medicine to improve his conditioning. The day passed quickly. When Wang Ping'an did not take care of Mrs. Feng, he went to the pharmacy to check medicine, read medical books, and increase his knowledge. Feng Ningrong was excited to see that his mother was in a good condition and stopped going to the yamen. He simply stayed by his mother's side to take care of his daily life and diet.

On the third day, Wang Ping'an checked Mrs. Feng again, and his condition improved greatly. Just as he expected, Mrs. Feng's mouth and eyes had all improved and returned to normal today. Not only that, even the fingers on his left hand could move, which means that the meridians were opened and they were only waiting for further recovery!

Feng Ningrong was overjoyed. Although his mother's illness was not completely cured, judging from the current situation, it was inevitable that her body would recover! People were afraid of losing hope. Once they had hope, their mood would improve. He was no longer worried. His smile increased. As long as he was free, he would praise Wang Ping'an. He treated him like his own child and nephew. He even said that he would write a letter to Changsun Wuji and recommended Wang Ping'an to his mentor.

After noon, Feng Ningrong and Wang Ping'an were talking to the old lady in the house. A servant came to report that General Wei was coming and wanted to see Feng Ningrong!

Feng Ningrong was stunned and said, "General Wei, what are he doing here? Why did he come to find me in Luoyang Palace?"

Wang Ping'an said: "Maybe there is something urgent? General Wei is the general of the Wei Mansion?"

Feng Ningrong said with a sneer and said, "He is surnamed Wei, not the Wei Mansion. Moreover, he is not a general, he is just called that by others. Please wait a moment, I'll go see him!" As he said that, he got up and left the house and welcomed the yard.

General Wei is named Wei Zhenyuan. He is not a real general, but the general manager of the Henan Daofu. This official position is quite large. Outside the capital, he is a first-class military officer. He is in charge of eleven Zhechong Mansions. He is considered a figure like the commander of the military region. In terms of rank, he is only half a level smaller than Feng Ningrong and is considered the second highest official in Luoyang!

The Henan Road of the Tang Dynasty did not refer to the current Henan Province, but to Henan Province and Shandong Province, as well as northern Jiangsu Province and northern Anhui Province, and its territory was quite large!

Feng Ningrong's official position will become a minister when he goes up, and Wei Zhenyuan will become a general in the Wei Mansion! But Feng Ningrong can be promoted, because as long as Changsun Wuji does not fall, he will one day be able to become a minister in the court; but Wei Zhenyuan's official position will be over, and he will not be able to really be promoted to Chang'an Wei Mansion and become a general!

There are not many reasons, there is only one. Wei Zhenyuan has a nickname called "Lady of Tears"!

Feng Ningrong came out and saw a tall and burly military officer standing outside the gate of the courtyard. He hurried forward and bowed: "General Wei, why did you find this place? Is there something urgent?"

Wei Zhen was less than 60 years old, with a curly beard on his face, over a squat height, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. When his fist was stretched out, it was as big as a casserole. At this time, he was wearing a full set of official uniforms and an official hat, but he was holding a small folding fan in his hand. The folding fan was black, only half opened, and was held in his hand, blocking it in his left eye!

Wei Zhenyuan saw Feng Ningrong and then stepped into the courtyard and said rudely: "Mr. Feng, why did you say you are not working in the yamen? Fortunately, you are only in the outer court. If you enter the harem, a certain family will have to arrest you. Wouldn't that be a harem?"

Feng Ningrong smiled slightly and said, "What am I going to the harem to do? Do you want to hear the cry of the resentful women in the deep palace? But you General Wei, why are you doing in the palace? But you want to sneak into the harem and find an old partner?"

Wei Zhenyuan shook his head and said, "Some family wants to tell you something, one season and one inspection. It's time for military parade again. Some family wants to take a leave of absence from you. How about you host this military parade? It's not very convenient for a certain family!"

Feng Ningrong frowned and said, "Your eyes... are that again?"

Wei Zhenyuan put down the folding fan in his hand and said, "That's right? Look, I'm crying again! Some family can't do anything about it. This disease is hot. In the past, a family was parading in military parades, riding a horse and carrying a knife, holding a whip in one hand and stroking the knife in the other. Without a third hand, they can't wear a blindfold. During the military parade, some family was shouting in their mighty mouth, but tears flowed down. How can this be done!"
Chapter completed!