Chapter 3: First Gaining the Power of Willing

"Take me?"

Luo Ning looked up and saw several doctors walking out of the hospital, standing on the steps, looking down at him condescendingly.

"Although I am Dr. Ling, I am a ninth-grade doctor. I have a medical certificate from the Medical Academy."

Luo Ning raised the bronze medical certificate on his waist, "Why, do you think that the medical certificate below is fake?"

These doctors not only monopolize the right to diagnose, but also monopolize medicinal materials and inheritance of medical skills, forcing people to pay high prices for medical treatment. This is absolutely necessary.

The doctors looked at his medical certificate carefully and couldn't tell that it was fake. They could only snort and change their words:

"You practice medicine on your own, why do you come to my clinic? This is a deliberate provocation! Kick the clinic!"

"A wandering doctor dares to interfere with the medical treatment of our hospital and stir up trouble. Doesn't he know the laws of the government?"

The middle-aged woman who had knelt down to worship Luo Ning immediately became angry when she saw this.

"This is clearly on the street, why did it become your medical clinic! What a bully! Your medical fees are so expensive, we look down on you with bitterness, and we have to wait to die!"

The woman burst into tears immediately and was so excited that she could not speak.

"The little miracle doctor doesn't worship the Buddha when he sees him, because he is afraid that the Buddha will blame him."

Fortunately, none of the dozen or so patients have incurable diseases, and a ninth-grade doctor can handle them as long as they are attentive.

Acute constipation is not a serious disease that is difficult to treat, but if it is left untreated, it can cause ascites and be life-threatening.

"Thank you, Doctor Luo!"

Of course, calling Luo Ning the little miracle doctor was just a polite word. In fact, they were also worried about Luo Ning's medical skills and had no idea at all.

It's just that after the original owner entered the Zhenxue Mansion, he lost his freedom and had no contact with him.

But for some unknown reason, the Dabei Temple not long ago hid an evil esoteric monk from Tibet who secretly taught the art of joy.

Buddha is right. But in this world, there are too many demons wearing cassocks in the name of Buddha!

The young man put down his wine glass and sighed: "There are demons and ghosts in Daxia that are causing trouble. There are Jurchen bandits in the north, Japanese pirates in the east, Tubo in the west who resist the rites, and Nanzhao in the south who are unruly."

Having said this, he suddenly asked: "Since you were once a scholar, you must know the origin of Cai in Qinghe Township."

In fact, they are more than just fellow villagers. Cai Ji is a close friend of the original owner. He has been a playmate since childhood and is as close as a brother!

His sister Cai Quan'er used to follow Luo Ning all day long. Brother Ning was older than Brother Ning. She was very clingy and said she would not marry anyone other than Luoning when she grew up.

After saying that, he grabbed a handful and counted only thirty dollars.

"Now that the world is in chaos and the world is unrest, we are powerless and can only take care of ourselves."

Luo Ning smiled and said, "You two don't have to worry. I'm just a lodging guest. I'll leave at dawn."

There is not a single monk, not a single pilgrim.

Because the medicinal materials are very simple, Lingdaozhu can be metabolized.

If this child is delayed for a few more days, he will definitely die!

Luo Ning looked at this woman with a sallow complexion and a sad look on her face, and sighed: "Forget it, madam, it's not easy either, I'll just take thirty yuan."

All told, I haven't seen the Cai brothers and sisters for almost two years.

"Although Tubo is strong, it has no great ambitions; Nanzhao has no ministers, so it will never be a great country; although the Japanese pirates are evil, they only cause trouble along the coast. The biggest foreign troubles are those built outside the pass!"

Luo Ning said: "Everyone, why not go to Dabei Temple in the west of the city for diagnosis."

This is because he is not a doctor, but he is like an old doctor. This shows the magic of Ling Dao, which can be called the Great Dao.

Luo Ning led the crowd to the corridor outside the Great Compassion Hall, and then stopped.

It can be seen that even a ninth-grade doctor can be regarded as a good doctor as long as he truly cares for his patients.

The young man surnamed Li said: "It is said that the white-armored soldiers of Jianlu can draw a thousand-jin bow, and only the ninth-level martial arts practitioners can fight against them. The shaman monks of the Jin Kingdom are also strange and unpredictable..."

The money obtained was only four hundred coins!

But after such a long time, it was appreciated by the group, and Ling Daozhu was already harvesting the power of wish!

The incense has very little will power and is only the size of rice grains. It is light cyan in color, not as good as a little fluorescent.

"After diarrhea, remove the congestion and prescribe two medicines, and you will recover in a few days." Luo Ning said with a smile, feeling full of accomplishment.

"It's OK to see a doctor, but just go farther!"

These simple common medicinal materials can also be transformed into Lingdao beads, which is really mysterious and mysterious.

If you want to rely on medical knowledge to open up spiritual orifices and become a monk, it will take too long and is by no means a shortcut.

"Amitabha! Little miracle doctor, I really don't know how to thank you!" Although the woman recited the Buddha's name, she was truly grateful to Luo Ning.

In less than two years, Aji has already passed the exam.

The two of them were drinking and talking. Perhaps because of the alcohol, the burly young man's tone became more and more agitated.

Only Luo Ning still stood quietly in front of the Buddha, his expression as pale as a white cloud, showing no intention of bowing to the Buddha, and seemed out of place.

The little girl's father thanked him profusely, but Luo Ning only accepted 30 yuan.

Nowadays, the monks of He Temple are detained in the county government and it is not known when they will be released.

A group of patients and their families left with great gratitude, leaving only Luo Ning.

Using Ling Daozhu, Luo Ning performed acupuncture again, pricking the Jingmen and Diji points, and then Sanyinjiao.

Luo Ning spent half a day working on it, and by dusk, all the treatments were completed.

Luo Ning smiled and said: "I was also a county student member before I came down, but I have been expelled."

However, Lingdaozhu finally began to gain the power of wishes, just like the statues in the temple began to receive incense.

Another person scratched his neck and his eyes were red: "Yes! Although this doctor is young, he has a medical certificate! Why can't he treat patients?"

Luo Ning was afraid that he would be embarrassed, so he could only accept this useless iron plate.

"Next!" Luo Ning looked at a little girl who was in severe pain, "It's you."

There is a couplet on the palace gate, but it is:

This disease is not a serious disease that is difficult to treat, but it requires timely treatment.

But there was no Sanskrit Buddhist chanting, and no pilgrims came in or out.

After saying that, he returned to the hospital with a sullen face.

Luo Ning waved his hand, "Madam, you don't have to be like this. I'm young after all. If you don't miss these dozens of coins, you can just accept it."

"That's the reason!" Another family member was also angry, "I only have a few dozen pennies, and you are willing to treat me?! This little doctor can treat us!"

The first Ling Dao monk in the world!

Compared to a few hundred pennies, this is the gain.

"Listen to the little miracle doctor's instructions," everyone said.

This man's abdomen was as bloated as a drum, his face was blue and black, and he couldn't help moaning in pain. It's spring, and the so-called spring pulse is like a string, but his pulse is stringy and slippery.

"Little miracle doctor, this can't be done!" the woman said anxiously, "It's not easy for you to travel across the country and have a family to support, which is not easy! The cost of this medicine is more than thirty coins..."

Who is a Buddhist disciple if he has greed in his heart, chants sutras in his mouth, wears a cassock, and has six impure roots?

If this Dabei Temple was truly a Buddhist pure land, it would not accept Tantric monks.

"If it weren't for Divine Doctor Luo, my son would be hopeless!"

The middle-aged woman reminded her kindly.

The shortcut is to continue to use Ling Dao to open your spiritual orifices!

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Luo Ning consoled him: "Fortunately, we were able to cure it in time!"

She took out the only handful of copper coins she had and said, "Here are seventy-eight copper coins. The little miracle doctor only has so many. I really can't get rid of them..."

When Luo Ning heard this, he couldn't help but look at Su Xiucai with admiration.

It turns out that Dabei Temple is a famous temple in the county. It was very popular in the past and had dozens of Buddhist monks. It was the top power in the county.

Knowing that Luo Ning is only a ninth-grade doctor, everyone still calls him a miracle doctor.

However, the daughter of the county governor came to the temple to burn incense and became the concubine of the evil monk who practiced prostitution. She was also robbed by the evil monk and returned to the Tubo Kingdom.

Luo Ning was very excited. According to Ling Daozhu's information, as long as his incense is as big as a bean, he can open a spiritual orifice and become a monk!

At that moment, the group of people walked through several streets and meandered out of the West City Gate.

When everyone saw this, they immediately became solemn and silent. They knelt down and kowtowed to the Buddha together. They were very pious.

His wife kept saying she was guilty, but the man's complexion improved a lot and his abdominal pain was greatly relieved.

"We will make a wish in front of the Buddha. May Master Luo Shen live a long life and be safe..."

"Hush! Silence!" The scholar's face darkened, "Brother Li, if the state pastor knows this, your life will be at stake!"
To be continued...