Different from the clan leader's enthusiasm, although Gu Lu was smiling towards them, both Man Bao and Bai Shan could sense his coldness and...distrust.

The herders moved very quickly. They set up a tent, spread their blankets inside, and placed a low table to entertain guests.

Gu Lu invited them to come in and sit down.

Man Bao was very interested in their camp, and the light in the tent was not very good, so she declined, pointing to the slightly higher hillside and said, "How about we go there and sit there?"

Gu Lu looked at where she was pointing for a while and nodded slightly.

So they turned around and went up the nearby hillside. They didn't reach the top of the slope, so they sat cross-legged on the halfway slope.

Bai Shan first raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky. He felt that they could still talk about it for a long time, so he did not talk about medical treatment, but first asked: "Are many people in your tribe suffering from smallpox?"

Gu Lu said vaguely: "Everything is fine now. God has forgiven us for our recklessness and neglect."

Man Bao, who was about to ask to check the pulse of people who had suffered from smallpox, paused. Her eyes fell on Gu Lu's face and asked: "Is the medicine you are taking effective?"

Gu Lu said: "It has some uses."

Man Bao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. At least she still believed that the medicine was useful. She stopped Bai Shan, asked him for paper and pen, and wrote down the three prescriptions.

In order to prevent them from getting confused, she wrote three prescriptions on three pieces of paper.

Gu Lu didn't expect her to be so direct, so he lowered his eyes to hide the surprise in his eyes.

No matter what he thought, Man Bao directly took three prescriptions and said to him: "These three prescriptions can all treat smallpox, but the pulse conditions are different, so the prescriptions used are different."

She said: "Of course, everyone's pulse condition is different. A good doctor will increase or decrease it according to each person's pulse condition, and there will be some changes, but you can just rely on prescriptions."

There are many doctors in the world who have relied on a few prescriptions handed down from their ancestors. I heard Xiao Yuanzheng and others say that in some remote places, a doctor may only treat one kind of disease in his life, but he can still become a famous doctor just because he can judge.

A disease, and then use the right prescription.

Man Bao said: "You can learn how to identify smallpox, and then determine which pulse condition the patient prefers, and then prescribe him. Can you feel the pulse?"

Gu Lu said: "I know a little bit."

He is a shaman and has always been responsible for treating diseases for the tribe. He knows more about medical science than other people in the tribe.

Man Bao breathed a sigh of relief, it would be much easier to teach.

She pointed to the little boy behind him and said, "Then feel his pulse."

Gu Lu narrowed his eyes and looked at her. After a while, he nodded with a smile, called his apprentice to him, asked some questions, felt his pulse and said, "He is very healthy."

Manbao:……

She knows he's unhealthy even if she doesn't feel his pulse, okay?

Man Bao asked the child to turn around, stretched out his hand to feel his pulse and asked, "Does your stomach hurt at night?"

Gu Lu helped her translate, and the child was stunned for a moment before nodding.

Manbao raised his eyebrows, knowing that the child could not speak Chinese, so he asked in nonsense: "How much does it hurt? Can you roll?"

She spoke very slowly, so although her accent was a little different from theirs, the child still understood it. He glanced at the master and replied, "I can't roll, but it hurts."

Man Bao asked: "Does it hurt now?"

The child shook his head.

Man Bao asked him to lean back, then lifted up his clothes and pressed his stomach, asking, "Does it hurt?"

The child shook his head.

"What about here?"

The child hissed and shouted, "It hurts, it hurts a little."

Gu Lu's face was full of surprise.

Man Bao signaled Gu Lu to feel his pulse again and taught him: "His pulse is stagnant. The most important thing is that his face is sallow. His belly is obviously round but his face is thin and his limbs are also thin. He looks sick at first glance. How can he be healthy?"

Gu Lu:……

Man Bao said: "Remember his current pulse and facial expression, this is the reason why he has a worm in his belly."

Gu Lu reached out to feel his pulse, but couldn't tell for a long time.

Man Bao ordered another child to come over and said, "Feel his pulse and compare."

Gu Lu touched it for a long time, and finally Man Bao simply let him touch one with each hand and said, "This way we can always compare, right?"

However, after listening to this, he would always ignore the other one, and Gu Lu felt a little sweat on his forehead.

Man Bao didn't expect that he couldn't hear such an obvious pulse, and he felt the pulse at the same time, shouldn't it be very clear?

She still didn't believe it, "Come on, come on, call a few more people, how come it can't come out?"

Gu Lu nodded awkwardly to the young apprentice and gave a few warnings, so the young apprentice ran downstairs and soon brought a group of people up, including men, women, old and young.

Manbao was very satisfied with this, rolled up his sleeves and said: "If you want to prescribe the right medicine, you must first be able to identify the disease. Only by correctly identifying the disease can you prescribe the correct medicine."

She said: "In this way, even if you don't change the prescription according to the patient's pulse condition, the prescription for the same disease will always be effective, it just depends on the effect."

Gu Lu knew, he nodded.

So Manbao began to teach him how to diagnose diseases, and he had only experienced smallpox. Moreover, from the twelfth lunar month of last year to now, they had also encountered a snowstorm, and there was not much rice and food. Both men, women, and children had some problems with their bodies, and they only had some young and strong pulses.

Not bad.

There were also many patients with major problems, so Manbao taught them how to feel their pulse and identify their symptoms.

The patriarch came over at some time. After watching for a long time, he saw that Wu's face turned pale and his forehead was sweating. He couldn't help but said to Man Bao: "Miss Zhou, these people are not smallpox patients. What's the use of feeling their pulses?"

Man Bao said: "You can't find a smallpox patient to bring to me now."

She said: "So you can only feel the pulse in this way. He can feel a healthy pulse, a stagnant pulse, and a round pulse. He can determine where the person is sick, whether it is a high fever or other diseases. Then he can ask the patient about the process of his illness.

The patient's complexion and physical condition can be used to comprehensively determine whether the person has smallpox, a common acne rash, or a high fever caused by other reasons, so that corresponding prescriptions can be given."

She said: "Looking, hearing, asking, and understanding, the first three should not be difficult for witches. If you can't remember, I can write down all the symptoms of smallpox patients in detail, but there is no way to take the pulse. You have to know how to break it yourself."

Pulse syndrome."

You can tell whether your face is sallow or rosy, but not everyone can feel what your pulse is like.

She felt that Gu Lu was very untalented. As a witch, he couldn't even detect his apprentice's obvious pulse. Besides, he could tell by looking at his face, right?

It was so pitiful that Gu Lu always thought that his disciple's complexion was sallow because he didn't eat well, so he didn't think much about it.

Daji reminded: "Master, Miss Man, the sunset has appeared, we should go back.
Chapter completed!