After a while, Huide ran back panting. He took the silver needle and handed it to Wang Ping'an. Wang Ping'an opened the small box containing the silver needle and praised in his heart that this pair of silver needles was extremely exquisitely handmade. Even if it was placed in modern times, it was a first-class needle.

Wang Ping'an said: "This set of needles is good. Does the host often use needles for people?"

Huide shook his head and said, "I don't know how to use needles. This set of needles was handed down by the master of the temple, but no one in the temple can use them now. They are only worshipped before the master's portrait on weekdays."

Wang Ping'an said, thinking, "It's good if you don't understand." He said seriously: "Host, this is the case. Although Master Huizheng's illness can be cured quickly, it is very dangerous. As long as there is a slight mistake, Master Huizheng will die. Before using the needle, I have to explain this to you. Don't blame me for any accident."

Huide was stunned, touched the shiny bald head, and asked, "Is there any other way? Is it okay to not use needles?"

Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "Apart from this, there is no other forensic doctor who treats Master Huizheng's deafness, and he is afraid that he will continue to be so deaf for the rest of his life."

Huide said with a bitter face: "It's better to be deaf than death. Although monks don't value this smelly skin, it may be good to light a few more lamps for the Buddha in the mortal world."

Yang and Ding Danruo looked at each other and smiled, thinking in their hearts: "I was scared when I was scared. It's really interesting to see this fat monk in trouble."

Yang looked at Wang Ping'an, whispered to Hui Zheng, who was sitting on the ground, and signaled his son to scare the handsome young monk again.

Wang Ping'an sat down, picked up his pen and wrote on the paper: "Before he got sick, could he drink raw water, and could he sleep on the cold ground?" Then he pushed Huizheng.

Huizheng opened his eyes, saw the words on the paper, and nodded slightly. He came from Chang'an to Xuzhou, thousands of miles away, and naturally worked hard. He had experienced both of these.

Wang Ping'an also wrote: "The same is true for poor people, so your disease is very common in the north, but it is difficult to treat. I found a treatment method and wanted to try it on you. If it works, many people will be cured in the future. If it doesn't work, you may die on the spot." He read it while writing.

Huide said anxiously, "Donor Wang, if you ask the method like this, my junior brother will agree. If this method does not work, wouldn't it harm his life!"

Yang and Ding Danruo were watching happily, wanting to see how Hui Zheng refused. Even if Hui Zheng didn't refuse, his expression would be interesting when he agreed, so he could smile. The two women of the old and the young wanted to see the embarrassed expression of the handsome monk!

Unexpectedly, after Hui Zheng read the text, he recited the Buddha's name and said, "Just like the little monk's meaning, if the little monk's life can help the people without illness, why can't the little monk give up this life? Please give up the donor to perform medical skills!" His face was peaceful, and there was no sign of embarrassment.

Wang Ping'an looked at Yang, and the old lady of Yang nodded. Her favor for this handsome monk increased greatly. Ding Danruo blinked his big eyes, feeling quite admired.

Wang Ping'an suddenly laughed and said, "Fortunately, Master Huizheng is a monk, otherwise he would have been worried about the heart of a young girl!"

Ding Danruo's little face immediately turned red. She had no idea about Hui Zheng, but she thought that the monk was kind-hearted and worthy of respect. But when the young master said that she became a girl in Huaichun. The little girl was embarrassed, so she blushed.

Huide said, "No, no. Donor Wang, my junior brother will be in charge of the Inspiration Temple in the Capital in the future. If he has an accident with me, how can you tell me to my uncles and uncles!"

Wang Ping'an ignored him, picked up a Buddhist scripture from the table, and signaled Hui Zheng to bite it. Hui Zheng shook his head and refused, and refused to bite the Buddhist scripture. Wang Ping'an had to write: "I want to apply a needle, and I need to be used as you open your mouth and hold something." If you refuse to bite the book, you can't bite the inkstone, and you may even crunch your teeth.

He had to take a few more pieces of paper for writing, fold it thickly and let Huizheng bite it, then use a candle to bake the silver needle as disinfection, thinking to himself: "After I go back, I have to prepare some disinfectant, otherwise I will inevitably get infected if I use needles in the future!"

To relax Huizheng's whole body, he used a silver needle to first stab Huizheng's Tinggong point, and both points were stabbed. The Tinggong point is located on the face, in front of the tragus, behind the condyle-shaped process of the mandible bone, and is in a depression when opening the mouth, so it is not difficult to find. Tinggong point is mainly used to treat deafness, which is the meeting of Shaoyang and Hands and Taiyang. If you want to cure Huizheng's deafness, you must first stab the Tinggong point.

Punch the Haoting Gong point, and then the Tinghui point. Tinghui point is located in front of the notch between the tragus screen, the posterior edge of the condyle-shaped process of the mandible, and there is a depression when opening the mouth. There is a large ear nerve here, which is also mainly used to treat deafness. In modern clinical use, this acupoint is generally used to treat deafness, otitis media, and facial nerve paralysis.

While using the needle, Wang Ping'an closely observed Huizheng's expression and judged whether he was using the needle accurately through Huizheng's expression.

A good doctor will make pain or not when the needle is pierced into the patient's body, and it is a sign of low medical skills. The standard for acupuncture is to cause local sensations of acidity, numbness, swelling, or heavyness in the patient. This feeling does not exist on the patient's epidermis, but comes from the part where the needle tip is. This feeling is very comfortable.

Hui Zheng's expression was a little numb, but there was no pain in his eyes, and there was no look of feeling completely gone. On the contrary, he had a little comfort. Wang Ping'an understood that this was the thorn.

After punctured the two acupoints, Wang Ping'an also punctured the Yifeng acupoint. The Yifeng acupoint is located at the base of the ear lobe and the depression between the mastoid process of the temporal bone and the posterior edge of the mandibular branch. This acupoint is special and can treat deafness and dumbness. If you treat deafness, you can penetrate inward and upward, and you can penetrate inward and downward. Wang Ping'an is to penetrate inward and upward.

After the stabbing was done, Wang Ping'an took out the needle for a while, and said, "Okay, take the paper out of his mouth. You saliva so much, the paper is wet!"

Huizheng took the paper out of his mouth obediently, and saw that it was almost wet, and said a little embarrassedly: "The little monk couldn't bear it, but fortunately his saliva was not wet yet!"

"Ah, junior brother, can you hear the sound?" Huide shouted loudly, both surprised and happy. He was worried just now, really afraid that Wang Ping'an would have an accident with the needle. Although he had hoped to cure Hui Zheng's deafness, he never expected that it would be cured so soon. From Wang Ping'an's needle to Hui Zheng's speech, it was only a quarter of an hour!

Huizheng was stunned for a moment and came to his senses. He didn't really hear the sound of talking. He reached out to touch his ears and smiled on his face!

Yang clapped his hands and smiled, "My son said that it would be cured, so it would be possible. What's so rare about this!"

Ding Danruo's eyes shining. Looking at Wang Ping'an, his little face was full of smiles. The young master is so amazing, he is even more miraculous than a miracle doctor!

Huide shouted: "Miscellaneous Doctor, Miracle Doctor!"

Although Huizheng did not take the cure of deafness as a big deal, he was happy to hear the sound. He chanted Amitabha and said, "The little monk is not a disease, but because of his innocence in serving the Buddha, the donor asked the little monk to hear again. I guess he was a person with a Buddha's connection. I don't know that the donor would have the intention of taking refuge in my Buddha, and the little monk is willing to do it..."

Yang's face immediately sank, and he scolded: "The little monk is talking nonsense. My son just cured your ears, so you urged him to become a monk. If he had known this, he would have been deaf all the time!"

Ding Danruo's face suddenly collapsed, and his impression of Huizheng changed drastically. No matter how handsome the monk was or how kind he was, it was wrong to persuade the young master to become a monk! The little girl and the old lady shared the same hatred and spat at Huizheng together!

Wang Ping'an laughed and shook his head and said, "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart. If you want to serve the Buddha, you don't have to become a monk. Well, your deafness has been cured, and now you are only short of wind and cold. I will prescribe a dose of medicine for you. One dose will work. Take a few more doses, and the disease will be cured."

As he said that, he picked up his pen and wrote a prescription, two and a half cents of spring Bupleurum, one and a half cents of scutellaria baicalensis, two and a half cents of Pinellia ternata, one and a half cents of raw licorice, one and a half cents of Jingcao, and a half cents of fine wood. After writing, he handed it to Huide and said, "This is a reconciliation prescription, which can cure cold and heat. Take medicine according to the prescription and treat Master Huizheng, and the disease will be cured!"

He stood up, patted his long gown, and went out with a sway. Ding Danruo held Yang, one young and one old, followed him proudly with both faces.

Huizheng sat on the cushion, shook her head repeatedly, and said, "It is really unimaginable, unimaginable that such a person with a connection with Buddha refuses to become a monk!"

Huide took the prescription and followed it closely behind and shouted: "My donor Wang, Doctor Wang, I asked the kitchen to clean up the table with a good vegetarian vegetarian food, let's have some more..."

Attachment: Lotus seed lily drink (lung-nourishing medicinal diet)

Raw materials: 15g lotus seeds, 15g lily, 30g red beans, a little sugar.

Method: Soak lotus seeds, lilies and red beans in water first, soak them in a pot and cook them over low heat for 1 hour. After removing the pot, add appropriate amount of sugar and drink.
Chapter completed!