If you are sick, you have to take medicine and see a doctor, but unfortunately there is no one in the coal village who really knows how to heal. After soliciting a few exclusive home remedies, Qianyuan decided to let these "holy hands of medicine" go to the village to clean the toilet for a month, and ordered anyone who dared to use such home remedies to treat diseases would be covered and rolled.

Since the problem is found, it must be solved immediately, and professional problems must be found by professional people. It would be great if we could get a doctor to visit the coal village. The seasoning at home was almost running out, so he just went to make up for the goods by the way, and Wang Qianyuan left immediately without saying a word.

When I came to the Youzhou spice shop, I saw Dr. Yan grinding drugs for his disciples, explaining the characteristics of the drugs while telling the precautions, while Dr. Yan's disciples were carefully grinding and listening carefully.

In the Tang Dynasty, the doctor was a very respected profession, of course, studying medicine is not so easy to learn, first of all, you have to be literate, you need to remember many medicinal materials, but also know how to mix drugs, the most important thing is to follow the master to see a doctor and accumulate experience, don't want to go out alone for eighty or ninety years.

Doctors in the Tang Dynasty were roughly divided into four types: folk medicine, official medicine, Taoist medicine, and monk medicine. The entire medical system of Datang is basically monopolized by these four types of people.

Seeing that Dr. Yan was teaching his apprentices, he didn't come forward to disturb, and walked to a wooden barrel, and saw that there was a bucket full of peeled longan, so he picked up one and threw it into his mouth. Doctor Yan on the side didn't stop him when he saw this, and the old man just smiled slightly and didn't care.

Suddenly, there was a burst of bitterness in Qianyuan's mouth, and he hurriedly spit it in his hand, looking at the "longan" Qianyuan in his hand and frowning, wondering how this was bitter. Wang Qianyuan rubbed his hand slippery, repeatedly rubbed the fine foam of his hand, and found that his hands were unusually clean after rinsing with water.

Wang Qianyuan's eyes widened, this, this... Isn't this a natural soap, with this, who still washes their hair with plant ash, this pure natural washing and care product is only less fragrant than later generations.

Qianyuan ran to Dr. Yan with longan and asked excitedly, "Doctor Yan, what is this?"

Doctor Yan said sharply: "The stinky boy asked you to put everything in your mouth, so that you can suffer some hardships and have a long memory, not all medicinal materials can be eaten directly." You also give me a good memory, the compatibility of medicinal materials can not be sloppy, and you can't make a mistake with any medicine, it will kill you!".

The three disciples replied in unison, "Disciples, remember. "

Seeing the serious attitude of his disciple, Doctor Yan's anger dropped slightly, and he said slowly to Qianyuan: "This thing is called soapberry bitter cold, which can cure throat paralysis, wind cold and fever, and wheezing. "

What is laryngeal paralysis? I don't understand. But the later ones understood that the wind chill and fever are not a kind of cold. It's great to be able to cure a cold, I didn't say buy buy, buy, buy, even if I can't cure a cold, I have to buy it, and say goodbye to the ashes! Don't contact the ashes in the future, I'm afraid that the soapberry will misunderstand!

"Doctor Yan came this time to ask for something important, the villagers of the coal village have a cold and fever, more than 20 people have been sick, more than 10 people have a high fever and are bedridden, the village suffers from no doctor, the boy begged Dr. Yan to go to the coal village for a consultation. After speaking, Qianyuan bowed solemnly.

Doctor Yan stroked his beard and said: "I know that you are a good deed, you can come here for the villagers to seek medical treatment, it seems that the name of Wang Shanren is true, I should take this matter, and I will pack up the medicine box and follow me to the coal village." "

"It's the master. "

Doctor Yan took medicine until the illness was cured, and only two days later, several villagers in the nest came back to life one after another. There is a way that illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread. As the villagers recovered one by one, the atmosphere of the coal village gradually overflowed.

Twenty-seven wen was charged for treating a cold patient, and seeing that Wang Qianyuan was a great benevolent person, it was not easy to feed so many people, and it was five cents cheaper. It costs twenty-two cents for a patient.

Looking at the emperor of the ancient doctors, the villagers welcomed them, sent chickens to the noodles and fish, and sent them all the way to the entrance of the village on foot.

Compared with the younger brother of the doctor in later generations, it was really early in the morning and almost worked in vain, and if he made a slight mistake, he could be scolded by his family from the ward to the corridor.

Doctor Yan promised that when the eldest disciple came back next month, he would be sent to the coal village for special consultation. The whole village was overjoyed to hear the news. With an order, Village Chief Liu sent four hunters into the mountains and forests, demanding that a deer must be caught and supplemented by Dr. Yan.

And Wang Qianyuan held a small basin of soapberry and took a good bath in the public bath. The ability of this soapberry to remove oil is really strong, and the water soaked in this soapberry is really painful when it flows into the eyes.

I don't know if it's the bastard with a broken mouth who spread the word that the prince is crying. As a result, a group of powerful men rushed into the bath with great momentum.

Seeing that everyone was angry and fierce came in, Qianyuan didn't dare to squeak in fright, because the current scene has met three elements, bathroom, a group of strong men, and soap. This is no joke, if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what if!

Someone in the crowd shouted: "Who dares to bully Childe and tell a certain family to avenge Childe!"

Wang Qianyuan: ".......".

In the end, Wang Qianyuan explained several times, and the strong men retreated.

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