Chapter 7 Tianguan Practice Medicine

Jintian Temple, also known as Leitan Temple, is located on Xijin East Road, Qilihe District, Lanzhou City, on the west bank of Leitan River. The main hall in the temple includes Leizu Temple, Wuji Temple and Siyu Temple, and the side halls include Sanguan Hall, Sanguang Hall, etc.

It was first built in the second year of Jianwen of Emperor Hui of Ming Dynasty. It is said that Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Yinxian had discussed the truth with Sun Biyun Dazhenzhe here. At that time, the golden light was shining everywhere and it never dispersed for years. After that, this place became a blessed place for monks. In the 46th year of Qianlong reign of the Qing army quelled the Hui people's uprising, the Jintian Temple building was brutally burned, but the Taoist priests in the temple suddenly disappeared. In the 59th year of Qianlong reign, the Gansu governor Xu Rong donated his salary to rebuild and restore the former appearance.

It is said that Lin Zexu, who served as the governor of Shaanxi, once went to Jintianguan for praying due to illness, and left a couplet with handwritten couplets: "Lingsu expounds the true meaning of the stomach and swelling intestinal signs; Qi Huang Xuan Miaoyun, which can help to solve the head and brain, and compare with magical skills."

From then on, the saying that Hua Tuo appeared was spread among the people, and people seeking medical treatment were constantly enthusiastic. Once upon a time, Hua Tuo's statue was placed in the main hall and became a god worshipped by the public. It followed the crowd and spread.

There are a few Taoist priests in Jintianguan where they are burning incense and receiving tourists from all over the world who come to visit and travel. There are several old men here for a long time to practice medical treatment. Therefore, the Taoist priests have added a reception task. As for how many of Zhang Yinxian's genetic handwritings, I don't know. As a legend, no one goes to find out the truth and find out the truth. He laughs and talks about it as a story.

That afternoon, a young doctor walked towards Jintianguan. This doctor was transformed by Wang Bing. Wang Bing walked to the east bank of Leitan River and stopped, enjoying the beautiful scenery of Jintianguan on the other side, and lingering. Jintianguan was facing the river in front and back to the mountain. The combination was reasonable. The willows dancing in the wind on both sides of the river and the elm trees on the mountain were green. Wang Bing saw this and couldn't help but be fascinated by the magnificent scenery of Jintianguan.

This time, Wang Bing was entrusted by his father to find clues.

Yesterday, when Political Commissar Liu was playing chess with his father, he was frowning and worried.

My father was surprised and asked, "You are not spreading your eyebrows today, your face is melancholy, and you are full of thoughts. If you have something to make you so uneasy, you might as well speak out. One person is short-sighted and two are strong. Maybe I can help you."

My father is now closely related to Political Commissar Liu. Seeing that he has something to do, he wants to understand the situation, and hopes to help.

Political Commissar Liu knew that his father could not help him, but he felt uncomfortable if he didn't say it. In his opinion, his father's friend was the object of his congratulations. He said with a sigh: "This is the thing. Today, he sent important documents and found that someone deliberately destroyed and hindered the overall situation of Hong Kong's return. It was initially estimated that some countries sent spies to operate in the mainland. Judging from the information on the documents, my country's current investigation work has entered a dilemma. The above attaches great importance to this matter and set up a special task force to instruct the case to be solved in a short period of time."

My father didn't expect that what he was worried about was about national interests. He thought that he had encountered difficult problems himself, and thought that this matter was indeed serious. He was most afraid of accidents at critical moments. These people were too hateful.

Political Commissar Liu sighed and continued: "The people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait have been waiting for a hundred years. Now they are about to return. The whole world is watching. We can't afford to lose this face."

It was of great importance, and my father was also pondering, holding a chess piece in his hand unconsciously, swaying for a while, and said: "Yes, the hope that the people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait have been waiting for a hundred years is about to come true. Those people do not want us to realize this wish, and they always have to destroy it. From the invasion of the Eight-Nation Alliance to the War of Resistance Against Japan, the snow of our generations has flowed out, and tens of millions of people have paid their lives to protect this land, which has brought us today's day."

My father remembered that his grandfather was killed by the Japanese for the sake of his motherland, and his sad face was a little angry and angry.

As if he found his confidant, Political Commissar Liu continued: "Those middle-class people are confused by these people, and they are suspicious of the 'one country, two systems', and are worried that Hong Kong's freedom will be restricted and lack confidence in Hong Kong's future. Therefore, they immigrated overseas. Now Hong Kong is also suffering from this year's Asian financial crisis. The two pillars - the financial industry and the real estate industry are very bad, and the real estate industry has also declined significantly. In addition, these people are taking advantage of the troubled waters, which is really worrying."

My father was shocked and thought to himself that he had been living in remote mountains and didn't even know these things. He was ashamed!

Political Commissar Liu was very angry, his face turned red, and continued: "The Ang Chuanzhou Naval Base, Stanley Army Barracks, Shigang Air Force Barracks and other military barracks, represented by the Prince of Wales, were extremely abandoned by the troops sent to our mainland to prepare for the return. Those foreigners did not want to raise the flag of the People's Republic of China in Hong Kong at all."

The father strongly agreed with Political Commissar Liu's statement, which is related to the overall situation. Every Chinese person has a sense of responsibility and resolutely said: "Those people cannot be allowed to destroy the more than 6 million Hong Kong compatriots in Hong Kong back to the embrace of their motherland. No matter who destroys the mileage of more than 6 million Hong Kong people who dominate their destiny for the first time, they will be punished." The father had already made up his mind to ask Wang Bing to help, and said in his heart that his son would not have to wait for what he had learned. Although he was a little younger, he might as well give it a try.

That night, my father hurried back and told Wang Bing about his conversation with Political Commissar Liu today.

Finally, he said to Wang Bing in an imperative tone: "I don't care what method you use to remove the guys who have hindered the return on July 1, and let them taste the pain. I know that the introduction of the dragon is not so easy to bully."

The implication is that it is of great importance, so you might as well use some special means. Wang Bing saw that his father was so strict for the first time, and he was so angry for the first time.

Some things are not something that Wang Bing can understand now. He thought, since his father has repeatedly explained it carefully, it must be impossible to be wrong, so he said, "Okay, I will complete what you said."

At noon that day, Wang Bing did not pack up and leave after Xiaoru and his friends went to school.

Xiao Ru is really the nemesis of Wang Bing's fate. She always leaves secretly. Her pitiful tears are so tight that she restrains Wang Bing. It's so hard. Now her beloved also learns her tricks. It's okay to have a trouble, but it's even two. When she thinks about it, Wang Bing's head is big.

Wang Bing just walked and thought, passing by Jintianguan, was fascinated by its magnificent scenery, and forgot his own responsibilities for a moment.

Since I got here, I went in and saw it. Is the legendary story really hard to confirm. There are many patients seeking medical treatment, so it’s better to see it yourself. Wang Bing thought so in his heart and walked across the west bank of the bridge, stepped into the Jintian Temple, entered the temple, and looked at the environment inside.

Behind a table on the right side of the hall was an old man in his 60s, with a red face on his face. In front of the table was a fat man in his 40s putting one hand on the table, and the old man was taking his pulse.

Many people lined up to wait. After a while, the old man took his hand away, picked up his pen and prescribed a prescription. The fat man took the prescription and walked towards the wing room on the right side, handed the prescription to a Taoist priest to prepare medicine, and the old man continued to take the pulse of the person behind him.

It's simply a small hospital, Wang Bing thought to himself after taking a look.

Seeing Wang Bing come in, the old man glanced at him and thought he was a doctor who came to exchange experience. He nodded at Wang Bing and continued to take his pulse.

Wang Bing looked at it for a while and felt that the old man's medical skills were not good. He continued to watch it in other places. When he walked to the wing, he was also a thin old man in his 60s who were acupuncture for the patient. However, there was a girl in his 20s who was helping him next to him, which surprised Wang Bing. There was a young and beautiful girl in the kingdom of these old men, which was very conspicuous.

Traditional Chinese medicine, the soul treasure of medical skills that has been passed down for thousands of years in China, has its own value. No matter how developed the society is, it will always occupy an important place in the medical community. From Shennong's attempt to hundreds of herbs to the origin of acupuncture, the little bits of it have accumulated the experience and hard work of generations.

Take acupuncture as an example. Its production is both ordinary and legendary. At first, it was just that the working people felt fatigue and some part of their body was uncomfortable after working. They picked up the stones with sharp edges and corners in the field and hit them in the uncomfortable place. Unexpectedly, it had a very good effect. It could easily recover physical fatigue and had a certain therapeutic effect on physical diseases. With the initial attempts and discoveries, there was a gradual study. In this way, acupuncture appeared in front of the world as a part of traditional Chinese medicine.

Wang Bing walked into the Leizu Hall, the main hall of Jintian Temple, while thinking about these classics.

The hall was clean and it was obviously the result of daily cleaning. What was strange was that the hall was filled with gold sculptures of Hua Tuo, not the statue of Lei Zu.

The Taoist priest next to him saw Wang Bing coming in and handed me a piece of incense and said, "Hello donor, please give me a piece of incense."

Wang Bing inserted the incense into the incense burner and turned around and asked, "Master, why is there no statue of Lei Zu here?" It's not that he is very concerned about this matter, but he just asked this question in his heart. It doesn't matter whether he can get the answer.

Most people come here just to take a look. As for whom the salary is offered, few people will ask. The Taoist priest probably didn't expect Wang Bing to ask this. He was stunned, but then said, "I heard that there were some a long time ago, and later it was changed to the ancestor Hua Tuo after several twists and turns. As for when it was, it's really hard to say."

Wang Bing asked curiously: "Why didn't it be changed to Hua Tuo Palace, or it's called Leizu Palace?"

The Taoist priest explained: "It was originally going to be changed, but everyone was used to calling the Leizu Palace and thought there was no need to replace it, so they kept it." He thought to himself that the donor was a person with a heart.

Wang Bing felt relieved and said casually: "That's right, there are so many people here who see the doctor."

The Taoist priest was not concerned about Wang Bing's picking from one topic to another, and said with interest: "Yes, it is said that once, Lin Zexu came to seek medical treatment. After being cured by the Taoist priests in the temple, it was widely circulated and everyone came to see the doctor. Many folk doctors also came here to exchange medical experience. Over time, people nearby were also used to becoming natural and having any discomforts in their health. Until the Anti-Japanese War, they became a temporary hospital of the People's Liberation Army. Until now, many people came to see the doctor."

Seeing that there were many people coming to seek medical treatment outside, Wang Bing asked, "Then your income is good, right?" When he thought, more people would be more income.

The Taoist priest seemed to be afraid that Wang Bing would misunderstand, and said, "No, except for exchange of experience, everyone here is voluntarily helping. People who come to see a doctor only pay a little medicine fee. Other fees depend on individuals' voluntary fees. Some of them are the money for sesame oil donations given by tourists. Apart from that, there is no other income, and it is not as the donor thought."

Wang Bing took out a stack of RMB and stuffed it into the sesame oil tank.

The Taoist priest was shocked by Wang Bing's generosity. He saw that it was a thick stack of RMB. There were few such pilgrims now. After a little stunned, he said happily: "Thank you, donor, you have great merits!" He said with his right hand standing in front of his chest and bent down to bow to Wang Bing.

Wang Bing didn't care and bowed and said, "You're welcome, you're busy, I'll take a look," and said, turning around and walking out of the hall.

After visiting other halls and passing by the cafe where the master of Jintian Temple was resting, Wang Bing felt a breath that could only be emitted by a cultivator. Although it was very weak, he was still discovered.

Wang Bing used his spiritual sense to detect it. He was probably in Peiyuan period and was thinking about whether to go over and take a look. You must know that he has never met fellow practitioners since he practiced, and he has never exchanged cultivation experiences with each other. It seems a pity to meet such a fellow practitioner.

Just as Wang Bing was hesitating, there was a sudden noise in front of me, and then someone exclaimed. It seemed that something was wrong, so I hurried over.

At the place where the old man was taking the pulse just now, many people gathered together, and their faces seemed very anxious.

Wang Bing approached and saw a man in his thirties lying on the ground in front of him. The old man and the girl in his twenties were doing rescue work. After a while, the two stood up and shook their heads, obviously there was no help.

A woman next to her was crying and saying, "Master Luo, Miss Luo, please save him. My family depends on him..."

The young and beautiful girl, Miss Luo, said sadly: "This sister-in-law, it's not that my grandfather and I don't want to save him. It's really no help. We're also trying our best..." As she said that, she leaned her head on the old man, Master Luo, feeling sad that she was unable to recover from the dead.

Wang Bing concentrated his mind and used his spiritual sense to check the body functions of the man on the ground. He found that although his heart stopped beating, his brain had not yet died. "It's saved" he said in his heart.

Wang Bing hurriedly squeezed in and said, "Let me see, maybe there is still a rescue."

Everyone was surprised by Wang Bing's words, and at this moment they were all suspicious: "How capable are you, a young man, dare to say that you are saved? But it's okay to try it, it's no way to save it anyway."

Wang Bing ignored everyone's reaction and carefully observed the patient's physical condition with his spiritual sense.

The problem was found that the patient's heart was not stagnant, and because he had not received effective treatment for a long time, he seemed very weak. He waited for too long today and then got angry for a while. However, unlike ordinary fake death, they did not find out.

It's no wonder that if Wang Bing didn't have the technology of the learning base, he wouldn't have found the problem.

While everyone was confused, Wang Bing took out a self-refined pill and asked for a glass of water to melt it. He poured it into the patient. He pressed his palm on his chest and vomited a little. He walked through the patient's heart, repaired the parts of the heart function that had lost its function, and continued to stimulate the brain.

After the patient's two-pronged treatment of Wang Bing Zhenyuan and elixir, his heart gradually fluctuated from weak to strong, and he gradually recovered his breathing.

Wang Bing stood up and snorted and said, "Okay, don't move for now, let the patient rest on the spot and wake up later."

Master Luo and the people next to him were particularly surprised and thought it was a miracle. Master Luo’s grandson was because he had just examined the patient. They knew the patient’s physical condition and their hearts had stopped. The people next to him were because Master Luo had determined that the patient had died. The dead person could still be saved. It’s amazing!

Miss Luo thought to herself, this was too magical, and asked in surprise: "Hello, sir, how do you do it? The heart stopped beating, it was not like a medical fake death?" Miss Luo asked Wang Bing one after another. She thought it was impossible, but it happened.

It is very troublesome to explain, and it is not something that can be explained clearly in one sentence or two sentences. Of course, Wang Bing can understand the desire to know when a doctor has a treatment for a certain middle school disease, but he doesn't know it. So he smiled and said, "I feel that the patient is still there, so I tried it. Fortunately, I didn't make you laugh. I hope I will intervene rashly without your consent."

Miss Luo was obviously not satisfied with Wang Bing's explanation. Wang Bing's answer was not the question she was eager to understand. She said anxiously: "Who asked you these? What they asked is how do you know that the patient is still saved."

Wang Bing felt funny. This girl's persistence in medicine is rare, but she admired her eagerness to study and progress, so she said disregardlessly: "I guess that is a feeling that is difficult to explain clearly."

Miss Luo seemed a little unacceptable to this theoretical basis, thinking, is there such a statement? She said in confusion: "Is that true?" Then she said to herself: "Why can't I feel it?"

Master Luo has experienced all kinds of strange things, but this is the first time like today. After calming down his excitement, he said to Wang Bing: "How can we blame you for intervening? It's too late to be grateful. As the saying goes, saving a life is better than a seventh-level prisoner. If you save him, we also feel the same way. The doctor's job is to save lives and heal the wounded. It's not your help that we almost caused a medical accident. The consequences are unimaginable."

Wang Bing also agreed with his statement, but could not express it, saying, "You are too polite, I am also a doctor, so it is normal to help."

Master Luo asked, "Sir, my surname is Luo, this is my granddaughter." He pointed to Miss Luo and pointed to another old man and said, "His surname is Yang, and he is my old partner."

Wang Bing said politely: "My surname is Wang, please give me some advice."

Just as they were saying polite words, the patient woke up and everyone cheered. The sister-in-law thanked Wang Bing repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you doctor, you saved our whole family's lives."

What Wang Bing couldn't stand the most was this kind of thanks atmosphere, and hurriedly said: "Sister-in-law, you don't need to say these words of gratitude. The uncle's body is still very weak. You should help him go home first and let him have a good rest, so you will be fine in the future."

Everyone was excited and did not notice Wang Bing's last words. Wang Bing had completely solved his disease just now and no longer needed medical treatment.

After the sister-in-law helped the patient out of Jintian Temple with great gratitude, Wang Bing breathed a sigh of relief and secretly exclaimed that she couldn't stand it.

So at the invitation of Miss Luo, Wang Bing also joined the ranks of volunteers to help with the treatment. With Wang Bing joining, the patient's diagnosis and treatment speed is very fast. How can it be unfast? You can use your spiritual sense to understand the patient's physical condition. However, in order not to be shocked, he pretended to take the patient's pulse and asked about the reaction status of the diseased parts of the body. Even so, it was very fast.

Master Luo admired Wang Bing's medical skills very much, and opened his eyes, and joked: "Haha, experts are experts. It seems that we old guys are not good."

Through conversation, Wang Bing learned that the so-called Miss Luo is named Luo Xiaolan. She is a student of Lanzhou Medical College. She is about to graduate. Now she is internship. She gave up the opportunity to go to a large hospital for internship and came here to help. She is a good girl and is also very beautiful. What is rare is that she has the heart to save the world.

Wang Bing also likes this broad-minded sister very much, and she does not hesitate to impart some of her medical knowledge. In addition to liking this sister, she has a sense of intimacy in her heart. This sense of intimacy is like Wang Hui, treating her as her own sister.

In fact, Wang Bing didn't know, nor did he realize that due to the mission he had undertaken, he was deliberately or unintentionally looking for some like-minded partners, and always completed the task assigned to him by Aunt Jiutian. Now Luo Xiaolan is a subconscious goal, but he just doesn't know it himself.

When the last patient was diagnosed, it was already sunset and dusk.

Luo Xiaolan glanced at Wang Bing and invited, "Mr. Wang, I think you are also a free wanderer, so why not go to my house for dinner."

Wang Bing could also see that she wanted to give her medical advice, but she didn't refuse, and said with a smile: "Will you disturb you?"

Master Luo naturally understood his granddaughter's intentions and said with a smile: "No, no, haha, it's rare that my granddaughter is convinced. If you don't believe me, ask Master Yang, my granddaughter is very conceited in medical skills and rarely convinces people so much."
To be continued...