As the cicadas tore at the blazing July sun, a green cloth draped carriage suddenly stopped at the village entrance. The gilt luan bird pattern on the carriage's yoke shimmered in the sunlight, the pattern of the bird's feathers was so fine that each plume had a gradation of gilt, the tassel of the driving attendant's horizontal sword at his waist hung down, sweeping over the dusty boot tops, and the cloud and thunder pattern on the hilt of the sword was exactly the same as that of the palace's forbidden guards' system.
"I hear there is a miracle doctor here who can cure strange diseases? " The warm male voice lifted the curtain, the young man leaned on the carriage and coughed, the moon white jerkin was embroidered with dark silver threads, each pattern implied the trigrams in the Zhouyi, the jade pendant between his wrists was carved with half of a phoenix spreading its wings, and the Dongzhu beads set at the phoenix's tail flowed with a colorful halo under the sunlight, "I was passing through your village, and I occasionally felt the wind and cold, so I would like to ask you to apply the needles. "As he spoke, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and at the edge of the twining lotus pattern embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief, the dark pattern of "Donggong" embroidered with gold thread could be seen vaguely.
Lin Xiaoman noticed that his fingertips were pressed on the danzhong point, his knuckles whitened from exertion, his clavicle fossa was obviously concave when he breathed in, and every time he inhaled, he was accompanied by a slight three-concave sign. When he approached, he smelled the faint scent of ambergris, but he could not hide the phlegm ringing in his throat, and the sound was like the wet babble of a patient with pulmonary edema: "Sir, this is the external wind-cold into the inside of the heat, coupled with dietary stagnation. "
She raised her hand to take the pulse, the pulse is slippery like a rolling ball, inch off the feet of the three parts are permeated with heat, "Have you ever used pungent and warm antidote? "The fingertips touched the skin of his wrist, the temperature was significantly higher than normal, consistent with the signs of wind-heat cold. "Yesterday I took ephedra soup, but I am more and more annoyed by the heat. "
Surprise flashed in the young man's eyes, letting her flip open his eyelids to check, the conjunctiva was congested and pink, consistent with the signs of wind-heat attacking the lungs, "How dare the girl diagnose the symptoms just by asking? " His gaze fell on the medicine pouch at her waist, where slices of dried amaranth and slivered blue root hung threaded with fishing line.
"When wind-heat congests the lungs, one should use pungent and cool, how can one use pungent and warm to help the fire? " Lin Xiaoman turned towards the medicine garden and snipped off a few sprigs of fresh mint, the fuzz on the leaves clearly visible in the sunlight, "Add and subtract Ma Xing Shi Gan Tang - change the ephedra to honey-roasted to reduce the pungent dispersing nature, add raw gypsum to clear the lung-heat, almonds to lower the qi and stop the cough, and Jiaosan Xian to eliminate the accumulation of stagnation and guide the stagnation. "
As she handed the herbs to the attendant, she made a point of explaining, "The gypsum should be decocted for half an hour first, and the Sanxian should be fried until it is slightly charred and fragrant. "Suddenly glanced at the young man's sleeve slipped off the dragon jade pendant, jade pendant on the five-clawed golden dragon although only half exposed, but the arrangement of the scales is precisely the royal family special "nine five number".
"The girl's medical skills are brilliant, I wonder if you have ever read the Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine? "The young man leaned against the old acacia tree and sat down, his eyes swept over the wall of the courtyard to dry the blue root, those neatly placed herbs, clearly in accordance with the modern pharmacology of categorization of the arrangement, "I opened a medical center in Chang'an City, if the girl is willing to... "
"Your Excellency is joking, my youngest daughter is only slightly familiar with partial remedies. "Lin Xiaoman lowered her head to pound the medicine, the mint and plaster in the stone mortar making a crisp clattering sound, avoiding his burning gaze.
Memory of the history class fragments emerged: the years of Zhenguan, Prince Li Chengqian good micro-travel, especially like to study the way of medicine, has set up a medical center in the folk relief of the people. In front of the young man's jade pendant pattern, clearly with the history of the Prince's credentials in line, especially the side of the neck of the light red birthmark, shaped like a dipper, it is described in the history of the "destiny of the phase".
When the medicine was ready, the young man had already fallen asleep under the tree, his eyelashes casting butterfly-wing shadows under his eyes, and there was still a fine sweat between his eyebrows due to the high heat. Lin Xiaoman suddenly noticed the scroll he had placed on the stone table, and on the open page was the "Treatise on Typhoid Fever" annotated in vermilion pen, the handwriting was neat and strong, and the insights in the annotations on Ma Xing Shi Gan Tang coincided with the clinical application of modern Chinese medicine. She held her breath and passed the warm medicine to his lips: "Would you like to tell me your name?" "I am here to tell you my name. " "My name is Li, first name Chengqian. "
The young man drank the medicinal soup, his eyes glimmering, fingertips intentionally or unintentionally crossed the stone table of medical books, those pages sandwiched between the note, writing a variety of difficult disease treatment, "If the girl is willing to follow me into the city, Chang'an West City of the drugstore at your disposal to buy, the Imperial Hospital's canonical books can also be read at will. "
He paused, his voice was as light as the sea breeze, "My mother recently felt occasional palpitations, the doctors at the Imperial Hospital used all sorts of Yang-warming medicines, but it didn't get better, perhaps... "The sound of the tidal wave of the fishing village roars in the distance, Lin Xiaoman looked at the stacked medical books on the carriage, yellowed paper between the pages of the neat Zhu biao, one of the "the origin of all diseases," the title page, clearly stamped with the "East Palace collection of books," the seal of the vermilion sand. In the original owner's memory, Chang'an City is bigger than a fishing village.