073 Have a connection with Buddha?
"Ping An, there are 8,800 steps up the mountain, the most steps in Da Zhou. Many women can't walk, so they go to Shuangming Temple, which is easier to walk. Can you walk?"
Ping An looked at his short arms and legs and said, "Master, I have already learned martial arts."
Sun Sicheng smiled and said, "Okay, let's take a few breaks along the way. We still have Yuan Qing and the others."
"The master is very familiar with the old abbot here. He is a very nice man, but he has a bad lumbar spine and heart palpitations.
This time I brought him a lot of quick-acting heart pills. I can only give him acupuncture for his lumbar spine, push and pull, and bring some medicine. There is no cure at the moment. There are many diseases in the world that cannot be cured by the doctor's efforts."
Ping An nodded. Lumbar disc herniation is indeed not easy to cure. In modern times, severe cases can only be controlled, and surgery cannot be said to be a cure.
At this time, surgery is basically impossible.
He wanted to slowly bring these to Da Zhou and save as many people who should not have died as possible.
He performed surgeries countless times, and they were basically all perfect. He was also well-known in the medical community at that time.
There are green branches and leaves on both sides of the steps. At first glance, there are many medicinal herbs, some of which are commonly used to treat colds.
"Master, doesn't such a large temple have its own doctor? No one is buying these herbs."
“Yes, but their medical skills are average and they can only treat minor illnesses. There are probably hundreds of them in the temple.
There is a medicinal garden in the back mountain. It is not easy to climb the steps here, so why would anyone come to collect herbs? We run a medical clinic, and many people know about medicine. It is different in temples, and few people know how to use it. "
Ping'an looked at the hills on both sides. If he went up further, he might be able to collect a lot of herbs. It was a pity that his eldest cousin and his family couldn't come.
I don’t know what’s happening to my cousin now. This boy once gave him the warmest smile, and he still can’t forget it.
"What is Ping An thinking about? So absorbed in thought?"
"I miss my eldest cousin, Erqiang's eldest brother. He is fourteen years old this year and was very kind to me. Before I left, I taught him how to pick herbs. I don't know how he is doing now." Ping An smiled embarrassedly, "It's mainly because there are so many herbs here and no one is picking them."
"Do you like your older cousin very much?"
"Yeah, a very warm person, very honest, not a big shot, always working hard."
"If Ping An likes it, I can help him in the future, for example, by sending him to Baicaotang to work or learn a craft.
Master does not agree with you having too many relatives around you. A small number is fine, but too many will be hard to discipline. People’s hearts are hard to tell. If he does something wrong and you don’t care about him, he will go too far and it will affect other people around you. If you control him more strictly, he may not be happy. "
"Master, I understand. I don't want to keep more relatives around me. I don't have much contact with other people. This cousin is a good person. Let's talk about it later. If there is a chance, it's not a bad idea to keep him around."
Sun Sicheng was a little surprised that Ping An really trusted Daqiang. Sometimes he treated Erqiang like his younger brother.
"Okay, you can handle these by yourself. You can also help those you want to help. In fact, you will have income from now on. You will get 10% profit from the Quick-acting Heart-saving Pills and the Heart-soothing Pills. It will be very little this year, but you will expand it next year. When a large number of new drugs are released, even if it is 10%, the annual income will be considerable."
What he didn't say was that this time when he went to Jiangnan, no matter whether things went smoothly or not, because of the two emergency treatment methods and the surgical tools that were not yet clear, he would also help Ping's family set up some property, preferably a medicine store.
"My Lord, do you want to take a break?"
Sun Sicheng saw that his young disciple was also a little overwhelmed, and so were Yuan Qing and the other children.
"Go over there and take a break."
After resting his feet and drinking some water, Erqiang became full of energy again. He even pulled up the sour moss beside him and taught Yuanqing and the others to eat it.
Erqiang ate with gusto and handed one to Ping'an, but the eldest son didn't dare to take it.
Ping An didn't know how to eat.
Erqiang shook his head, "Ping An, have you never eaten this? I didn't bring you to eat it when you were a child? That shouldn't be the case. Such delicious food."
Ping An quickly grimaced, his eyebrows knitted together, "It's sour, so sour."
Sun Sicheng smiled and said, "It's safe. This sour moss stem is also called Polygonum cuspidatum. It can be used as medicine. It can clear away heat and detoxify, relieve cough and resolve phlegm, and relieve pain. It is very useful."
Ping An naturally knew all these, and also knew that it was a good medicine for treating gout, but he was not comfortable saying it out loud.
Er Qiang's eyes widened: "Oh my God, are we just treating it as a snack, or medicine? It's a pity that my father and my eldest brother don't know. We have so many of them, and we don't know when we can go back."
Ping'an was happy. He liked to laugh as soon as he saw Erqiang. He was a very energetic child. His personality was completely different from his older brother, but he was also very nice.
It was already noon when we reached the top of the mountain. It was indeed difficult to climb the mountain early in the morning.
The old abbot and a few others were waiting there with a smile on their faces. When they saw Sun Sicheng, they took two steps forward and said, "Sicheng, if you don't come, I will be in so much pain that I won't be able to sleep."
"Abbot, are you in pain again? This time I'm just passing by, and I have to leave again tomorrow, so come here quickly."
"You finally accepted a disciple?" The old abbot looked at Ping'an with eyes full of kindness.
Ping'an's heart tightened. Among five boys of similar age, he recognized that he was his master's disciple at a glance.
Sun Sicheng smiled and said, "As expected of a master, it is true. I accepted him as my disciple two months ago. It must be fate."
"You have a good disciple. Your eyes are clear and upright, and you have a faint Buddha light. You are also a person who is predestined with me. Child, what is your name?"
"Hello, Master. My name is Ping An."
Have a connection with Buddha? Or not.
"Shan, this is a good name. The most precious thing in the world is peace. Peace, this is for you." The old abbot took off the peace locket from his neck. "This is something my master left for me. I am old now, so I will give it to someone who is destined to have it."
"Safe, now you haven't thanked the master yet."
Ping An bowed and thanked him quickly, then took it with both hands.
The jade gives people an indescribable feeling of warmth when you touch it. The chain is made of small jade beads, and each small bead feels like it is carved with something.
"Please keep it on. Try not to take it off. The Buddha will bless you."
Ping An put on the peace locket and said, "Thank you, Master."
"No thanks, no thanks. In the future, be a kind-hearted person. There are many things in this world waiting for you young people to do. Sicheng, please."
Sun Sicheng told Jixiang, Dawu and Xiaowu to take the children for a walk around the temple, and Ruyi could just follow them.
"Master, is my little apprentice really that good?"
"Well, I actually saw some Buddha's light in him. There are very few people like him. You are a famous doctor who has saved countless people. I only see your kindness. He and you are destined to be together."
"Master, he..."
"Sicheng, watch him grow, grow with him, he will give you more, and you will grow a lot too. The right fate is a good medicine."
Of course, his apprentice is a good match for him.
Sun Sicheng followed the abbot into the house. Ruyi put down the medical box and walked out, sitting quietly in the outer room.
Sun Sicheng opened the medical box and said, "Master, I have brought you new medicine this time. When you have a palpitation, just swallow one pill. It will work very quickly.
This medicine is also related to my little apprentice, so it’s okay to tell you about it.”
He repeated Ping An's story again, "This is fate. Ping An saved the old man, and the old man gave him the prescription, and Ping An gave it to me. Now I will give you the medicine to cure your disease."
He laughed, bright and cheerful.
The old abbot laughed and said, "Everything in the world is caused by fate. Fate comes and goes. Treat the child well. Sicheng, can you stay in Yangzhou Prefecture for a few more days this time?"
"I plan to leave early tomorrow morning."
"Are you in such a hurry? You already have a plan in mind, so some obstacles are nothing to worry about."
Sun Sicheng was overjoyed. The old abbot was best at fortune-telling and the current abbot was said to be born with heterochromia and could see things that others could not see.
But his master instructed his apprentice before his death to read fortunes for people as little as possible. The reason, of course, is obvious: the secret cannot be revealed.
The old abbot said this, almost explicitly.
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