Jingkong thought for a while and said, "I don't know much about medical skills, so I just gave my junior brother a few tablets of anti-inflammatory drugs (The Strongest Mage Doctor in the City Chapter 150). After providing the medicine, my junior brother's condition worsened. He was in a state of cold and heat, and he had a little diarrhea. He thought that taking a few tablets of anti-inflammatory drugs plus antibiotics would be fine. But after taking the medicine, his condition did not improve, but his ears became deaf and he couldn't hear any sound!"

Chen Xiaoqiao said speechlessly, "Why did you take medicine for him?"

Jingkong's fat and white face suddenly showed a look of embarrassment and said, "Amitabha, I am really not good at seeing a doctor. Maybe, maybe I really prescribed the wrong medicine, right?"

He is humble in his mouth, but that's not the case. As the host of Lingguang Temple, this temple is a Buddhist holy place with the purpose of curing diseases and saving lives. He has been familiar with medical books since he was a child. There are many people in Lingguang Temple, and he is basically treating minor illnesses. How can he not see a doctor? Although he is fat and has big ears and has a merciless word, he is no worse than the traditional Chinese medicine doctors in the People's Hospital.

Chen Xiaoqiao looked at Yang Yunfan and smiled and said, "Yang Yunfan, I thought you were lazy and violent, and it was useless. I didn't expect that you could give you the opportunity to show your skills if you find a place. I just had a vegetarian meal at the host. Now, it makes no sense. Don't you help them see a doctor?"

Ye Qingxue also looked at Yang Yunfan with a little expectation. Her nominal husband thought he had no ability, but at first thought that his medical skills were probably fooling people. Unexpectedly, he became a famous miracle doctor in just over a month. It was really unbelievable.

Thinking of this, and thinking of the word "having a virtuous wife at home", Ye Qingxue was a little proud.

Jingkong saw that Yang Yunfan was not old, and the profession of doctors was the older he was, the more valuable he was. At such a young age, I was afraid he didn’t know anything. So what if he cured a few people? My medical skills were not bad, but in the end, I still failed.

My junior brother is so stubborn and sick, but he said it was the Buddha's punishment and refused to go to the hospital. It's really a headache.

Jingkong thought so in his heart, but his face was surprised and happy. It was all because of Chen Xiaoqiao's huge sum of money for sesame oil.

"If Donor Yang is willing to take care of him, then my junior brother will be saved. I would like to thank you for your junior brother!" He bowed to Yang Yunfan solemnly.

Chen Xiaoqiao was very excited and stopped eating. He stood up and urged, "Hurry, Yang Yunfan, go and see the monk. I saw you how to save the two flu patients before, and there was nothing strange. This time, I want to see your Chinese medicine skills."

Yang Yunfan had no choice but to get up and nodded in agreement.

Jingkong led the way in front and led a group of three out of the back hall and walked towards the backyard of the temple.

The group entered the backyard and walked through the forest. There was another hall. Many craftsmen outside the hall were doing work, carving Buddha statues with wood.

Yang Yunfan looked at it a few times when he passed by, sighing in his heart that the temple is indeed very rich. The wood carved by Buddha statues is actually the best sandalwood. Just looking at these woods, I am afraid it will be worth a lot of money.

Not long after walking, I walked out of the woods, and there was a small Zen room with doors and windows closed. I guess the junior brother who was in charge lived here.

When he arrived at the door, Jingkong didn't knock on the door. He creaked and pushed the door straight in.

Yang Yunfan looked inside and saw a young monk in the room sitting cross-legged on a cushion, looking back at them. This monk is completely different from Jingkong. Jingkong has a fat head and big ears and a gorgeous robes. The monk is only twenty-seven or eight years old, wearing only a gray monk's robe. He is very handsome and has a good temperament.

"Junior brother, are you getting better today?" Jingkong walked forward and asked.

However, the monk couldn't hear his ears and couldn't look at his lips. He didn't know what Jingkong was saying. He stood up, put his palms together, and chanted Amitabha Buddha, which was considered to be a greeting.

Jingkong said to Yang Yunfan: "This is my junior brother Jingse. He has been ill for several days and can't hear anything."

Pure color...

This name is a bit cool, just like abstaining from sex.

However, this monk Jingse looks white and clean, has three-dimensional facial features, and is a little handsome. The girl may look at him on the street for a few more times. If it weren't for his pious expression, he would be a real monk. Yang Yunfan probably thought that this man was a flower monk and used human flesh to give to attract business.

Seeing that Yang Yunfan didn't move for a long time, Chen Xiaoqiao pushed him next to him. Yang Yunfan stepped forward and clapped his hands, and asked, "Master Jingse, can you hear it?"

Jingse shook her head and said loudly: "I can't hear it. The little monk has deaf ears. How dare I ask the donor what he calls him?"

Yang Yunfan pulled Jingse and sat down together. Seeing paper and pen on the small table next to him, Yang Yunfan lifted the pen and wrote: "I am Yang Yunfan, here to treat you."

Jingse smiled and shook her head, saying, "The little monk is deaf because he is not sincere in serving the Buddha. He is not sick. Thank you for your kindness. Don't worry about the little monk!"

The sound was still very loud. He did not speak intentionally, but when his ears could not hear the sound, the sound of his speech would naturally become louder.

Yang Yunfan picked up his pen and wrote: "What about your cold?"

Jingse said again: "So, thank you for your trouble. Please come back. The little monk will recite the Diamond Sutra three thousand times to atone for his sins."

As he said that, he closed his eyes and mumbled and recited the scriptures.

Yang Yunfan turned around and asked, "Master, your junior brother has committed something before? Otherwise, how could heal his sins?"

Jingkong smiled bitterly and said, "My junior brother has been converting to my Buddha since he was a child and is not very familiar with worldly affairs. He thought he got sick because of his innocence in serving the Buddha. It was not because he had done bad things before."

Yang Yunfan nodded, regardless of whether Jingse was willing or not, he grabbed one hand, put his wrist on his wrist, and called out the pulse. Jingse opened his eyes and shook his head repeatedly, disagreed with what Yang Yunfan did.

"The pulse is floating and stringy, and it is true that wind and cold enter the body and have a cold!" Yang Yunfan said.

This is the influenza. The weather was hot a few days ago, but then there was a burst of cold air, which was indeed prone to colds.

This cold is not serious, but it can cause other diseases.

Yang Yunfan pinched his clean cheeks again, pinched his mouth open, looked at him, and said, "The tongue coating is grayish white, this is caused by the evil of the time blocking the Shaoyang meridian energy. Your deafness belongs to the heat, and Shaoyang and Jueyin are more heat!"

Although Jingse has a good temper, she doesn't want to be tricked by others. She waved her head and broke free from Yang Yunfan's hand and said, "The little monk is not a disease, and he doesn't want to take medicine anymore. Please leave, don't miss the little monk's homework!"

Chen Xiaoqiao hosted Jingkong, "Your junior brother is really ungrateful. My friend kindly treats you, but he doesn't appreciate it."
Chapter completed!