Cheng Jisheng was stunned and thought to himself: "This boy named Qiu is so domineering and arrogant. He only makes friends with high-ranking officials every day. Even if he can classmate with him, he is either rich or noble. How did he know that Wang Ping'an? Even if the son of a country landlord stands in front of him, he probably won't take a peek at him, let alone call him the little miracle doctor of Ping'an!"

Seeing him stunned, Qiu Tingxuan snorted and said, "If you are sick, find the little miracle doctor of Ping An. According to me, he is just a barefoot in the countryside. He can only fool some fools and stupid women!"

Cheng Jisheng thought to himself: "Well, that's right. He is arrogant, that's how he looks!"

Qiu Tingxuan said again: "But his reputation is so loud that it must be inaccurate, but it is okay to see him when he sees him. I am afraid that if he cures his father's illness, he will brag about it everywhere and use my father's name to make him famous. This will be bad. Before seeing him, you need to explain it clearly!"

Cheng Jisheng shook his head secretly, "You're too proud. Others are seeking medical treatment when they are sick, but you're good, like a doctor begging you! Live under the wings of your father all your life, and think that everyone must be polite to you, look down on this and that, and others are polite to you because of your father's face, but you don't really take you seriously. If you weren't Qiu Wenpu's son, you still expect me to answer you? Who do I know you are!

He didn't dare to say this in real life. Cheng Jisheng nodded and said, "Yes, I really have to explain this in advance. But in my opinion, the little miracle doctor Ping'an is kind and will never do such a thing!"

Qiu Tingxuan said, "That's good. Mr. Cheng knows where his home lives? Can you accompany me on a trip?"

"Even if Mr. Qiu doesn't mention it, I will accompany you." Cheng Jisheng said to the people in the pharmacy, and accompanied Qiu Tingxuan to Wuli Village.

Five miles away from the city, it was not far away, and it was just a while. After entering the village, Qiu Tingxuan heard someone clapping his hands, and there were still many people clapping his hands, and there were still crackling sounds. He poked his head out of the car window and saw dozens of people surrounding a large mansion, constantly circling in the open space in front of the door, and clapping his hands while walking.

Qiu Tingxuan said: "This is the custom of our Xuzhou? Why haven't I heard of it before? Are they asking for rain?"

"This is the first time I see it. It may be a certain ritual unique to Wuli Village. I don't know what it is for!" Cheng Jisheng also poked his head out of the window and looked at him wondering.

Qiu Tingxuan suddenly said, "Can Wang Ping'an be a god who treats people by jumping into the gods?" He turned his head and said to Cheng Jisheng, "No wonder he is so famous, pretending to be a god and tricking others into being fooled... Oh, he didn't found any sect, right?"

Cheng Jisheng hurriedly said, "No, no, the little genius doctor Ping'an is definitely not a genius man. I dare to fight and promise that he is good at medical skills, and he is definitely not jumping into the divine chanting mantra!"

The carriage stopped in front of the door. Qiu Tingxuan got out of the car and looked into the yard along the open door. He saw a small table in the yard. Behind the table was a young man, saying something to a farmer's teenager who was similar to his age. Behind the farmer was a middle-aged man dressed in a farmer, probably his father, who accompanied his son to see a doctor.

Qiu Tingxuan turned around and asked Cheng Jisheng: "Who is the little miracle doctor of Ping An? Don't tell me that it is the half-baby sitting behind the table!"

Before Cheng Jisheng could answer, someone next to him had already answered, and a man clapping his hands said, "Why are you talking like a thorny person? Of course, the little miracle doctor in Ping'an is a young man. Otherwise, why would the miracle doctor add the word "small" before, but he is not a half-baby!"

Qiu Tingxuan glanced at the man with his eyes and thought to himself: "What do you know in the countryside? Slap you in the face and ask for rain!" He lifted the corner of his robe and walked into the yard.

The person waiting outside the hospital was reluctant to see a doctor and shouted, "Hey, I said, "You guy, if you want to see a doctor, you need to queue up, why do you just go in!"

Qiu Tingxuan frowned and thought to himself: "Looking up, what's the queue? Let me line up?" He had never queued up in his life, and he was disdainful in his heart, so he entered the yard and walked straight to Wang Ping'an's table.

Cheng Jisheng followed behind him, shaking his head. Qiu Tingxuan's knowledge is good, and he is stable in his work, but he really should be polished. This style is no different from the playboy brother! In Xuzhou, others give in to you, and when you enter Beijing, you will know what it means to leave sideways. Not to mention the young master who is more arrogant than you, even the woman who is more arrogant than you can have as much as you want!

When he arrived at the table, Qiu Tingxuan looked down at Wang Ping'an with his hands and said, "Are you the so-called little genius doctor Ping'an?"

The people in the yard are inexplicably strange. They are all poor people. They have never read books and cannot read. Of course, they do not know the famous Mr. Xiantong Qiu!

Wang Ping'an looked up at him and thought to himself, "This man is so rude!" He nodded and said, "Yes, I am Wang Ping'an, I dare not be a little miracle doctor!"

Cheng Jisheng came over and said with a smile: "Ping An, I have been busy these days. I see that there are many people looking for you to see a doctor!"

When Wang Ping'an saw him, he stood up and bowed, "It turns out to be Mr. Cheng, why are you free to come to me today?"

"I came with Mr. Qiu." Cheng Jisheng pointed to Qiu Tingxuan and said, "This is Mr. Qiu Tingxuan from Xiantong Academy, and the youngest son of the mountain master Wenpu."

Wang Ping'an said oh, thinking, "No wonder he is so arrogant. It turns out that he has something to do. However, this attitude is not likable after all. It is appropriate for scholars to have character, but arrogant...ah!" He also bowed to Qiu Tingxuan and said, "No respect, it turns out to be Mr. Qiu!" No matter what other people's attitude is, he is always very polite.

Qiu Tingxuan nodded, waved his hand, and said, "It's not a question of disrespect. I have three questions to test you, let's talk about the first one first..."

Hey, Wang Ping'an was a little angry now. Why are you doing this? You have to get the exam and you are not very familiar with me!

Cheng Jisheng hurriedly smoothed out the situation and said, "In the academy, Mr. Qiu often examined his junior brothers' homework in this way, and it was not rude. Don't be surprised by Ping An!"

Wang Ping'an didn't say anything, but the person next to him was unhappy. The middle-aged man who took the child to seek medical treatment said, "Young master, can you wait for a while for your affairs? The little miracle doctor Ping'an is going to prescribe my son!"

Qiu Tingxuan said, "Oh, okay, come first!" Just take a look at how Wang Ping'an prescribed the prescription.

Wang Ping'an was unwilling to control his qi with others, so he couldn't do anything to do all day long, so he had no time to talk nonsense. He sat down again and prescribed the boy.

He said, "The mouth sores you have are not serious. They are caused by the excessive deficiency and fire. Just use medicines that nourish yin and clear fire. I will prescribe Siwu Decoction for you, and two doses will show the effect!" He added and subtracted Siwu Decoction, wrote the prescription, and handed it to the middle-aged man.

Qiu Tingxuan was watching, thinking about which book the Siwu Soup was recorded, but no matter how hard he could remember it, he turned around and asked, "Mr. Cheng, do you know what Siwu Soup is?"

Cheng Jisheng frowned and shook his head gently. He also heard it again. In fact, the Siwu Tang originated in the Tang Dynasty and Cheng Fang was in the Song Dynasty. People in the early Tang Dynasty would not know about it, so Cheng Jisheng could not answer it either.

Qiu Tingxuan snorted and said, "You've prescribed it. I have three questions to test you now. Listen to the first one..."

Cheng Jisheng is one of the top two. I said, "Young Master Qiu, this is not Xiantong Academy, and he is not the kind of genius you think. How can you use this attitude when you ask others for help now? I tolerate you because of your father's face, but why should they tolerate you?

Even if you can't trust him, you won't be so embarrassed. Even if you ask something, just indirectly, why bother with this? He is not your junior brother, so you can't take the exam like this!

Wang Ping'an thought to himself: "You want to make things difficult for me, right? Sorry, I don't plan to give you a chance!"

He ignored Qiu Tingxuan, waved at the patient lined up behind and said, "Come on, next!" The words and four words made Qiu Tingxuan embarrassed to the local area!

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Dine therapy for chronic rhinitis - wind-heat type

Garlic and bamboo drink

Recipe: 2 garlic, 30 grams of lotus, 10 grams of bamboo leaves, and 6 grams of licorice.

Preparation method: Add water to boil the above four flavors and remove the residue and leave juice.

Efficacy: Clears heat and detoxifies, clears and unblocks the orifices.
Chapter completed!