One Hundred Three            

During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, during the Datong period of Emperor Wu of Liang, there was a boy named Fuling at the foot of Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi. His parents had died of prematurely and the orphan had no support. He met Taoist Master Qingsong on the mountain and adopted him. Under Taoist Master Qingsong, he grew up and became a man. Taoist doctors were not distinguished. Taoist Master Qingsong had high medical skills, and Fuling learned all of them.

When Fu Ling was young, Taoist Master Qingsong died without illness. When he was about to die, he asked Fu Ling to go down the mountain and save the world. He regarded gold and silver as dirt, worked hard to save the people and help the wounded, and became a benevolent doctor.

When the master passed away, Fu Ling followed the will and took a medical banner down the mountain. He wandered around the world and treated countless difficult and complicated diseases. When he encountered poor people, he asked for medical treatment and did not take any money, and all of them were free medical treatment.

Fu Ling wandered for three years and slept one day and night. He dreamed that his master arrived. Taoist Qingsong held a book in his hand and said to him, "I have separated from my disciple for many days. Can you follow the words of the master?" Fu Ling kowtowed and said, "The disciple remembers his teacher's words and dare not take a step forward. Now that the master has come here, what advice can I give to you?" Qingsong said, "I have a book given to my disciple and read it carefully." Fu Ling took it with both hands and read it. He saw that the book said: Seven years later, a plague will break out in Luojia Village, Hongcheng. Everyone suffers from rotten intestinal diseases and dies, and a hundred people die together. The book contains the names of the hundred people who died of the deceased, and they are densely packed with them. Fu Ling was shocked and woke up in a dream.

How strange! How can I know what happened seven years later? This prophecy is. What is a corruption disease? Fu Ling frowned and thought about it, but he couldn't understand it. He was young and had never heard of it. He decided to return to Longhu Mountain to watch it and check the medical books left by his master to see if there is any record.

After returning, he looked at all medical books, and after seven days, he still had no results. Fu Ling knelt in front of the holy sign of the ancestor Tianshi, hoping to show him the gods. When he was kneeling at his son, he suddenly saw an old man with a crane-haired and child-faced face floating in front of Fu Ling and asked, "Can the person who kneels and asks you to be granted Fu Ling?" Fu Ling nodded his head and said, "It is a birth of a young man, I dare to ask for the name of the ancestor's noble surname." The old man said, "This cannot be said, if you tell me, it will damage the way of old man. I saw you wandering here for many days, and I heard what you asked for, so I came to explain it." Fu Ling turned his worries and said, "The master must know what the disease is, so please give it to him." The old man asked, "Wait, where did you know the name of this disease? Answer it all." Fu Ling then explained the dream in detail.

When the old man heard this, he praised, "All those who are skilled in medicine can have supernatural powers, which shows that your medical skills are profound." Fu Lingqian said, "The teacher has been awarded for it, but I don't know about this intestinal disease." The old man continued, "You dreamed of the book given by your master. I know that seven years later, a hundred people died of this disease in Luojia Village, Hongcheng, were killed by this disease, which is a fixed number in heaven." Fu Ling asked again, "A hundred people died of this disease, and it is a serious disease in the plague. The teacher decided to understand the method, so I would like to teach it. I would be grateful to you later."

The old man pondered for a long time and smiled and said, "You are eager to save people. You can be said to be good. There is a way to solve this disease. Please listen to it." The old man held his ear for a while, took out a small bag of paper from his pocket, handed it to Fuling, and asked, "Remember, follow my instructions." After saying that, he passed away.

Fu Ling was as if she was dreaming and illusion. She was stunned for a long time. Under the candlelight, she lowered her first glance and saw a paper bag in her hand. She opened it and looked at it carefully. She was very happy and thanked her.

In order to save lives, Fuling quickly arrived at Luojia Village, Hongcheng. The village was close to the mountains and was a remote village with only more than a hundred people. Fuling lamented that the healthy villagers had died of intestinal dysfunction for less than seven years. How sad! Fortunately, with the guidance of the master, I found a way to rescue him. How would I save him? I should live here first and then follow the old man's advice.

Fuling wanted to live in Luojia Village. When the villagers saw that he was a poor doctor, they heard that he was a very good medical skill, so they agreed to it. Fuling spent all his savings and bought three thatched cottages outside the village and bought a small acre of thin fields after the cottage. He first cultivated the land and sowed the seeds given by the old man. Then he hung a pot and hung a medical banner, and the clinic opened a diagnosis.

Villagers in Luojia Village went to the thatched cottage to seek medical treatment, but Fuling did not take any money. If patients in other villages seek medical treatment, they will determine whether they are rich or poor. The poor will only charge for medicine, and the rich will charge all the medical expenses. Their medical skills are superb and they are enthusiastic about the patients, so those who come here to seek medical treatment are coming one after another, and their reputation is well-known.

In the valley, there were rocks everywhere, and it was extremely difficult to get through. Fuling was convenient for patients to come to the medical center, so he invested in the mountain road to repair it. His righteousness was loved by the people. He established rules and regulations that patients would visit the medical center in person and never leave the village to go to the medical center.

Luojia Village is famous because of its famous doctors. The rich and vendors favored it. The economy is soaring and the villagers are becoming richer. Fuling is like a fortune teller. He pays for his medical treatment based on his wealth. The poor are free for free medical treatment, and the rich receives a lot of money. The villagers rumored that a wealthy businessman came here for medical treatment. Because of his difficult illness, Fuling once collected 5,000 taels of silver. He ordered his servant to carry a few boxes of silver. He had no mind, and he was calm.

Although Fuling had thousands of taels of silver, he still lived in three thatched cottages. Hundreds of seeds planted behind the cottages sprouted and unearthed, and grew vigorously. Three years later, the branches and leaves grew before they bloomed and bear fruit. The autumn was still green and the wind and snow were passed through the severe winter. Although the branches and leaves fell, the fruit still remained on the branches. The following spring was in the following year, the fruit was still full and not falling. The villagers were very different. What was the name of this fruit? Asked Fuling, the doctor told him that he would pass the fruit and said that this fruit was a Chinese herbal medicine.

Fu Ling regarded the fruit of the ferry as a treasure and carefully maintained it. There was a naughty boy in the village who wanted to steal this fruit several times and eat it. Fu Ling, who was always kind, was furious and severely scolded it. In order to prevent the fruit of the ferry, Fu Ling hired workers to build high walls and hired several villagers to guard them day and night to prevent accidents. Everyone doubted it. Some curious people asked Fu Ling: "Mr. The fruit of the ferry planted in the garden is so protected. Is it a fairy fruit?" Fu Ling smiled and replied: "No, although it is not a fairy fruit, it is better than a fruit of a magic pill. This fruit is hard to find." He asked: "What disease can this fruit of the ferry be cured?" Fu Ling evaded and said: "I don't know either. I can only know it when the fruit is ripe."

The villagers discuss Fu Ling's income every day, count the number of times the sick people come to seek medical treatment, and the number of rich people wearing gold and silver among the patients is counted. Some people who are interested in making the accounts for him, saying that his annual income is nearly 10,000 taels of silver. The villagers in Luojia Village have never seen so much silver in their lives. They have been fortunate to witness it for the first time since Fu Ling practiced medicine. Although Fu Ling still lives simple and has no abnormalities in food and clothing, it still makes people jealous.

One day and night, the guard guards guarding the orchard suddenly heard a hammer in the thatched cottage. He was confused and walked up to the window to see him. He saw Fu Ling smashed many silver ingots into flat pieces with a hand hammer, then cut them into small pieces, and poured them into sacks. He didn't know what Fu Ling wanted. Seeing Fu Ling out of the house with a sack in his hand, he followed him and saw Fu Ling burying broken silver under each fruit tree, like fertilizing it. He was confused. How could there be any action in the world to apply silver with fertilizer? It was very strange! He couldn't figure it out, so he told the guards that it spread like wildfire. This was so shocked and confused.

The villagers turned from jealousy to anger and were unfair. When Luojia Village took in Fuling, he was a poor doctor. He saw that he had become rich and became rich. How could he treat silver like dirt and waste it at will? If he had refused to accept it here, how could he be rich today? So some people who made trouble often went to the medical office and borrowed money from Fuling on the pretext of living difficulties. Fuling had no intention of helping them, but they were unable to satisfy them. The borrowers now said that their children needed paper and ink to study; they clearly said that their clothes needed to be updated; later they said that they needed to add bedding and borrowed it; even worse, they said that their business lacked money and borrowed it. Fuling had no choice but to agree, but the borrowers had just left, and the borrowers came later, and there were actually people who were asking for money, which did not reach the amount of the loan, and they depended on the medical office to leave.

The number of borrowed funds increased more and more, from Yiguan and 2guan to 520 taels. The old woman who sold Fuling's thatched cottage came to the door to borrow funds, and even opened her mouth to borrow 200 taels. Fu Ling refused it and said tantrums, "If I hadn't sold your cottage at the beginning, how could you be today? I was afraid that I would sleep on the streets and no one asked me about it." Fu Ling smiled bitterly and said, "Six years ago, your lion opened his mouth and emptied my savings. Because of the urgency, I allowed it to be. Afterwards, I was asked by you to take a lot of silver. You have gained a lot of money, so how could I borrow it again?" The old woman was unreasonable and sat at the clinic table, and refused to leave, delaying Fu Ling's pulse diagnosis and treatment for the patient.

There was a beautiful woman in her consultation, with a burly figure and a strong man. When she saw the old woman being shameless and making noise, she was furious. She threw her arm out of the house like a chicken. She bowed to Fu Ling and said, "This old woman is really hateful, it makes people feel upset. I respectfully ask the Tseng doctor, "You are busy all year round and have a lot of income. Why don't you abandon this poor mountain and water land and seek another good place for peace? Everyone knows that you are full of money and are jealous of it. If you borrow it for a long time, when will you stop? This is not a place to stay for a long time."

Fu Ling returned the ceremony and said, "Miss Thank you for your kindness, but I have a hidden meaning that I can't express. Although the medical treatment is abundant, it is used for another purpose. The lady's words are reasonable. If he borrows it, he will not repay it. In the future, I will refuse to borrow it. Otherwise..." He stopped talking and almost said, "Otherwise, the more than six years will be wasted." After all, Fu Ling knew that the woman's surname was Xuan Ji, and she was a hero. Xuan Ji had long admired the name of Fu Ling, and now she admired Fu Ling's medical ethics and brought her sick mother to seek medical treatment.

From then on, another villager went to the medical center to borrow money, but Fu Ling refused it all, and ignored it. The villagers were angry and wanted to take revenge. They repeatedly advised those who came to seek medical treatment to return, but they cut off the mountain road leading to the clinic. However, Fu Ling disagreed and took it calmly.

Fu Ling only hoped that the fruits would ripen early, and counted the day with his fingers, and said to himself: "There are still five days to ripen the fruits." When the fruits were simmering, the fruits would ripen until one day, and the work would be completed. Fu Ling lay on the bed, endured for many days, just to ripen the fruits tomorrow. At this time, Fu Ling recalled the old man with his ears, "I gave you more than a hundred seeds of fruits to ripen. After the fruits were ripened, you can cure the rotten intestinal diseases of a hundred people. This is different from ordinary products. This seed can be planted three feet apart. After three years, it will be able to bear fruits. It will take seven years to ripen. After picking, it will be cured. After picking, it will be given to people with rotten intestinal diseases. However, the root of this fruit should be absorbed with silver and it should be used as fertilizer. It is extremely expensive. It must not be picked before ripening, nor can it be used for its purpose. Otherwise, the fruit will be disposable, and the previous efforts will be discarded."

These more than a hundred fruits are a hundred lives. Fuling cultivates them with all his heart and cares carefully. I don’t know how much medical resources are applied to his roots. Silver touches the roots and is immediately absorbed by him. Although Fuling has a lot of income, most of them are used for this, so how can he have extra resources?

When Fu Ling was thinking about it, he suddenly heard shouts outside the garden suddenly. The sound of people was roaring, and the lanterns and torches were as bright as daytime. For some reason, he hurriedly got up and looked at it through the window. He saw the villagers rushing out of the garden with sticks and blades in his hands and shouting and killing him. He was shocked and at a loss. At this moment, he suddenly saw a woman flying into the house, wearing a night clothes and a sword on her back. In panic, she looked closely and looked at him carefully. This was Xuan Ji!

Xuan Ji did not say anything, and raised Fu Ling to jump out of the window, ran and fled. Fu Ling was unable to follow him and flew out of the back garden. Soon after, he reached the top of the mountain. The two of them stood there. Fu Ling bowed and asked, "I don't know why the lady came?" Xuan Ji smiled and said, "Why did she come? The little girl heard that the people were plotting to harm her, so she came here, and sir, please look at the foot of the mountain. If I come one step later, my husband's order will be over."

Fu Ling looked at him at the moonlight and saw dozens of people pushing down the wall of the garden, rushing into the garden, swinging batons in the garden, destroying more than a hundred ferry fruits, looting all the property in the house, and then igniting the thatched cottage. The fire suddenly rose and the home was destroyed.

Fu Ling was heartbroken and thrust his feet and beat his chest, and choked and said, "Ah! This fruit is a medicine to save his life. I, Fu Ling, worked hard for seven years, but actually did it to save his life. It is unrealistic. He harmed himself and dug his grave and died!" Xuan Ji did not understand his intention, so he asked why, Fu Ling would explain it in detail.

When Xuan Ji heard this, she sighed, "This is an unsuccessful unruly person. He will destroy himself. Please do not blame him for himself. What Mr. said is the old man who determines the King of Medicine. His words are reasonable. This is a number determined by heaven." Fu Ling also sighed. Xuan Ji said, "Mr. is no longer homeless. If Mr. Don't dislike me, my residence is not far from here. Please go to my humble house to live there for a while. Can you please?" Fu Ling saw Xuan Ji's earnest gaze and showed his love, so he let him go with a shy look.

A few days later, a plague broke out in Luojia Village, Hongcheng. A hundred people suffered from strange diseases and their stomachs were rotten. People were very afraid. When they heard about it, the government immediately sent troops to isolate the village. Anyone who left the village was shot and killed without mercy. After more than a month, the whole village suffered from rotten bowel disease and died of it.
Chapter completed!