The Huxianweng

"Master, instead of looking for a tooth shop now, it is better to go and see which clinics are nearby, medical ethics and medical products, and then try to enlighten them. This is better."

Li Dandao and Sun Zhenren came down from the mountain and were a young Taoist, a young Taoist.

A few strands of white hair of a young Taoist were the ones that were white when he wrote the medical Scriptures a few years ago.

The young Taoist was not unusual, but he didn't wear shoes and his white and tender feet caused a lot of attention from passers-by. This was even more delicate than a girl's feet.

Li Dandao was barefoot and holding a medical banner. It was the desolate banner. There was a gourd hanging on the banner and shaking the tiger support.

As the two walked, they shouted every few steps: "All kinds of difficult and complicated diseases, children's soul collection, women's fetal position is not correct, men can't lift them again, asthma and tuberculosis, elderly people's palpitations and chest tightness, fish bones cannot be cut off, cows and horses are bloated, unfavorable in the Yang house, uneasy in the Yin house, identifying people's sections, writing documents on behalf of others, signing contracts and paintings, we can deal with them~~"

"Ding and ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding!"

Sun Zhenren smiled and said, "You are so skilled in shouting, but they sound like you are talking wildly."

He said again: "You raised the tiger support above your head, and others thought you were a skilled medical skill, but when you saw that you were a yellow-haired child, I am afraid that no one dared to come here today."

"Hahaha, Master, isn't there any three treatments in our doctor?"

"Those who do not believe will not be cured."

"Those who do not follow the doctor's instructions will not be cured."

"What about one more?" asked Sun Zhenren.

"Those who commit all the above two crimes will not be cured."

"I thought it was a person who disrespects the doctor and would not be cured." Sun Zhenren smiled and said, "It seems that you are so open-minded."

"Doesn't those who disrespect doctors just don't believe?"

"It depends on the situation." Li Dandao said: "There was an old man who came to me to prescribe Zijin because of rheumatism and pain to relieve pain."

"I want to heal him, but he doesn't believe me and says I want to cheat him of money."

"Oh, that's the one I cured with boiling radish soup?" Sun Zhenren asked.

"Yes, does he not believe it? I think it is because of poverty that he does not believe in himself, and that his body can be cured, rather than saying that he does not believe in the level of a doctor. Why don't he believe it? He can't afford to see a doctor or take medicine."

"That's why I thought about setting up a club and following the Kyoto Pharmaceutical Alliance Club."

"Let the people afford medicine and treat patients. Not only can they afford it, but they also need to treat them well."

"Now high-end medicinal materials are still controlled by the Kyoto Pharmaceutical Alliance. We can only use some inferior medicines, but they are cheap."

"Hahaha, if you can consider the patient's first demand in your heart, then that is already considered a doctor of kindness."

The two of them walked and chatted. They saw a clinic with many people sitting at the door, but they were lined up waiting for the doctor to treat it.

The clinic is called Xinglin Medical Center, and its name is quite good.

The doctor in the hall was about forty years, with a beard on his chest, and there were two apprentices next to him, one taking medicine and the other writing prescriptions.

One of the backs came back to the door, and the sound of boiling medicine came from the pharmacist’s scolding: “If you don’t know the heat well, don’t think it’s done. You can recognize the prescription in the medicine residue. What’s this? Only by smelling the prescription will you be considered as a master.”

"Master, what do you mean?" Li Dandao and Sun Zhenren stood at the entrance of the clinic.

"Don't you look at Qi? Look, is this medicine Qi the best or the middle class? Is this person the upper class or the middle class?"

Li Dan looked at it and smiled and said, "Master, look at whose portrait is hanging on his wall?"

I saw an old man holding a gourd hanging on the wall.

"It's Huxianweng." Sun Zhenren smiled: "Huxianweng is also a doctor at Tian Hospital."

The doctor who was treating the doctor couldn't help but be curious when he saw two Taoists outside the door holding medical banners, talking and laughing.

When they saw again, they had no shadow on the ground. They were either seeing ghosts in the sun or showing sacred appearance.

He himself is a person who has the ability to maintain health and breathe, but he has not practiced systematically.

He is a casual cultivator.

It was also his immortal fate. After seeing the patient in front of him, he went out and walked to Li Dandao and Sun Simiao. He bowed and then asked, "The doctor in the hall is named Hu Duxing. How dare you ask the two Taoist priests? They are standing in front of my Xinglin Medical Center, but what advice do you have?"

The doctor is the doctor's claim.

"We master and disciple opened a Taoist temple in Magu Mountain. Because there were not many pilgrims, we wanted to go down the mountain to do some good deeds and good deeds."

"I am Sun Simiao, this is my apprentice Li Dandao."

"Oh! But Master Sun is in front of him!" Hu Duxing immediately seemed to see his idol.

"During the Daye period of the previous dynasty, I went to Beijing with my master and heard about your old name early on. I was only twenty years old at that time, and you have been in the industry for many years. Now when I see you, you actually look younger than me."

"Oh, I wasted my whole life and failed to make a name for myself." Hu Duxing sighed.

Li Dandao smiled and said, "Didn't this clinic be opened?"

"And seeing so many people come to seek medical treatment, I think the medical skills should be good."

"Where can I afford a clinic?" Hu Duxing said: It was just someone hired to attend the hall. This is an industry of the Jiangxi Medicine Gang. The two aristocratic families of the Luo and Xiong families controlled the herbal business.

"Oh? There is something else?" Li Dandao was surprised: "If our master and apprentice want to open a clinic, then we will not be troubled by them?"

"Shh!" Hu Duxing said carefully: "Don't tell them to hear that if you want to open a clinic, you will be targeted on the next day, or you will not be able to enter the medicinal materials, or someone will kill you at the entrance of your clinic, or ask for your order. In short, it is not allowed to open a clinic."

...

Although Hu Duxing admired Sun Zhenren a little, he had calmed down at this time. He was already middle-aged and had to raise his wife and children in the family.

At this time, he sighed twice, wanted to speak but stopped, and saw the patient who was looking at him from behind.

He bowed: "Two, there are many patients but few doctors, so I won't talk much."

Sun Zhenren said: "You go, after all, it's your boss."

The two sighed and left here. Li Dandao said to Sun Zhenren: "I thought this clinic has good medical skills, so I was overcrowded. I don't think there is nowhere else to go."

"The whole family's words are not trustworthy. Let's go and see somewhere else." Sun Zhenren said.

"That's right." Li Dandao thought, "You said the pot fairy man knew it, and he was hung on the wall."

"My friend, it's not okay to say bad things behind your back."

When the two saw each other, they were also an old man wearing a medical banner, a birthday star's head, and a medicine gourd, wearing a rags and a vegetarian dress.

"Immortal Old Man!" Li Dandao was embarrassed.

"I didn't give them guidance on doing such things. They just practice medicine and sell medicine. They always have to recognize the ancestors and bless the prosperous business, so they respect me a stick of incense."

Li Dandao smiled: "Why don't he worship the God of Wealth or the God of Plague?"

"The God of Wealth blesses the wealth and the God of Plague has caused an epidemic, and his medicine is still afraid that it will not be sold."

"Dong!" Sun Zhenren couldn't stand it anymore and told Li Dan directly.

He beat Li Dandao to the point of being jealous.
Chapter completed!