"Uncle, please wait a moment, I'll get something."

Monk Wuxiang shook his head and said nothing. He got up and went back to his meditation room to get something.

The old man said that stopping diarrhea means curing the disease, but that is actually not true. Stopping diarrhea only treats the symptoms, not the root cause.

If the internal root cause of the problem is not solved, in a few days, if you are not careful, the old man will still have such severe diarrhea.

But right now, the old man is almost dehydrated, so it is best to stop the diarrhea.

"Monk, go quickly. I'm afraid if I wait a little longer, I'll have diarrhea again! Unfortunately, my legs can hardly stand up. If I continue to have diarrhea, I'm afraid I'll become dehydrated!" The old man urged Monk Wuxiang.

, while shaking his head and sighing bitterly.

The old man went to the hospital first when he fell ill, but the hospital only gave him some saline and glucose powder, and asked him to come back and brew it and drink it until his stomach stopped having diarrhea. However, his stomach became bloated after drinking, but he had diarrhea.

Still the same.

He felt that he could not sit still and wait for death, so he ran to the Golden Pavilion Temple in the middle of the night to look for this wonderful doctor and monk to save his life.

Fortunately, the old man lived near the Golden Pavilion Temple and was familiar with the monks in the temple, so he was able to find Monk Wuxiang through the gatekeeper with his old face.

"Grandpa, I have prepared a granule for you. You can drink some more. If you don't drink it, I'm afraid you will really become dehydrated." The old man also has a granddaughter in her twenties. When she heard this, she couldn't help but frown.

He handed the mixture of salt water and glucose he had soaked to the old man.

This medicated powder granule was given to the old man to prevent dehydration. Its antidiarrheal effect is average.

The old man was very irritated when he saw this granule, because it was of no use at all. After drinking it, it made more water in his stomach. He suspected that he kept having diarrhea because he drank too much water. But his granddaughter took care of him.

He was very considerate. For the sake of his granddaughter, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll drink."

Fortunately, after a while, Monk Wuxiang came out with a few silver needles and moxa sticks.

"Shen Monk, are you going to prescribe some [Lizhong Soup] for me? Hey, these things in your hands are..." The old man was very surprised when he saw the things in the hands of Monk Wuxiang. Because he knew that his neighbor,

The last time an old lady in her sixties came here, she suffered from diarrhea and collapse. Monk Wuxiang prescribed a potion and she was cured immediately after drinking it.

He followed the advice of his old neighbor and came to the Golden Pavilion Temple to ask for a prescription. Unexpectedly, Monk Wuxiang actually took out a silver needle and a moxa stick? Therefore, he seemed very strange.

Monk Wuxiang smiled slightly and said: "Although Lizhong Decoction can also treat diarrhea, it is used to treat the symptoms of spleen and stomach deficiency. You have spleen yang deficiency. You can't digest it after drinking Lizhong Decoction. I'm afraid it will get worse."

Your condition. At present, I can’t think of any good solution, and I don’t have antibiotics here to help you stop diarrhea. I have no choice but to use the old method.”

The so-called old method is to use silver needles and moxa sticks to warm and nourish acupuncture points.

The old man is also aware of this. Although Monk Wuxiang graduated from Kyoto Medical College and obtained a medical qualification certificate, he is more interested in Chinese traditional Chinese medicine. Treatment with traditional Chinese medicine has always been his priority.

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In terms of acupuncture technology, Monk Wuxiang is also very superb. Otherwise, he would not have the nickname "Mr. Monk".

"Uncle, do you prefer to use silver needles or moxa sticks?" Monk Wuxiang motioned to the old man to take off his clothes and lie down on the tatami.

Silver needles are more painful, but faster.

Moxa sticks are a little slower to take effect, but they are painless and very comfortable.

"I choose moxa sticks." The old man was obviously a little afraid of the feeling of silver needles pricking acupuncture points, so he chose relatively safe moxa sticks. Anyway, it was just a moxibustion outside the body, so nothing serious would happen.

Monk Wuxiang nodded indifferently, picked up the lighter, lit the moxa stick, and said: "Please, please roll up your trousers too."

The old man followed the instructions and took off his clothes, exposing the acupuncture points in his belly button and the acupuncture points on his legs.

Monk Wuxiang then selected acupoints, Zhongwan, Shenque, Tianshu and Zusanli.

Then add Pishu, Weishu, Dachangshu points... and other points, and then slowly start moxibustion on the old man.

The warm moxa stick was burning, and the heat was slowly transmitted to the acupuncture points through a piece of ginger. The old man felt that the acupuncture points seemed to be beating slightly, pulling his stomach, and his expression gradually relaxed.

Suddenly, his stomach growled, and the old man instinctively got up, thinking this was a sign of diarrhea.

He couldn't drag him into the Zen room of Monk Wuxiang. This would be disrespectful to the Buddha.

However, he soon realized that this did not feel like diarrhea, because his stomach did not hurt, but felt very comfortable, as if something had been opened.

"It's better! It's really better!" After a while, the old man felt that his stomach was blocked, and the excrement door was no longer cold, and it seemed that he had stopped.

He said with joy on his face: "Holy monk, you are really a wonderful doctor! This cures me!"

Monk Wuxiang shook his head and said, "It's just a temporary stop*. We still have to see how your excretion goes in the morning."

After a pause, Monk Wuxiang looked at the time and said: "Well, it's very late now, almost midnight. Although your home is not far from here, it is still a few kilometers away, and your body is still very weak.

If you are weak, don't bother yourself. If you don't mind, just stay in the monk's monastery."

"The compassionate heart of the holy monk not only helped me, cured me, but also let me sleep in the Zen room. I am really grateful..." The old man was very moved after hearing what the monk Wuxiang said. He usually felt that the Kinkakuji Temple

The monk is very tacky. If you want to visit the Kinkakuji Temple, you have to pay an entrance fee of 400 yen.

However, when he thought about the problem that Monk Wuxiang had cured him today, it seemed that he didn't want any money.

Only then did I realize that there are good and bad people, and there are also differences between great monks and liar monks.

The old man thanked him for a few words, but suddenly realized something and said: "Holy monk, we are staying in your Zen room, holy monk, where will you sleep?"

"I'm afraid I won't have time to sleep tonight. There are several guests coming to the temple, and I'm afraid they need me to entertain them."

Monk Wuxiang closed his eyes and recited a Buddhist chant, and in his ears, the voice of the arrogant girl dragon chant came layer by layer: "Kunlun, Jiang Xiaoya, worship the mountain!"

"Why are there such unfavorable guests? It's so late, and you, the holy monk, are still waiting for you? How ignorant! Why don't you come to visit during the day?" The old man murmured a few words in a low voice.
Chapter completed!