076 Give the drawing to the master
Ping An looked at the young man in front of him. He was one year older than him and was already as tall as two strong men.
Different from Erqiang's thinness, this boy was as tall and straight as a small tree, with a strong body. His slightly upturned eyes were somewhat similar to his own. His expression was indifferent, as if no one and nothing in the world could attract his attention.
"Lin Feng has met Grandpa Abbot."
"Lin Feng, this is the eldest son of Baicaotang, a close friend of your abbot grandfather."
Sun Sicheng was not very interested. He wanted to force a child with a bad fate to be his apprentice. The abbot was becoming more selfish as he got older.
Although he is a doctor, he still has some belief in fate. Sometimes people just cannot fight against fate.
"Lin Feng greets the eldest master." Lin Feng bowed.
Sun Sicheng didn't say anything, just waved his hand.
The abbot didn't take it seriously: "Lin Feng, he is Ping An, the one I have been asking you to wait for."
Ping An noticed that Lin Feng's eyes flashed, and soon calmed down.
"Lin Feng has met Master Ping An."
"Will you follow me?"
Lin Feng still looked calm: "Yes."
"Master, can I have him? I want to keep him."
Sun Sicheng didn't like this child because he was too cold.
His personality is not like that of a child at all. Just looking at his eyes, you would believe he is thirty years old.
But he also knew that once such a person truly acknowledged the Lord, he would be wholeheartedly devoted to Him until his death.
He nodded.
"Ping An, I have a request, I hope you can agree to it."
"Master, please speak."
"Lin Feng is following you. I hope you can be flexible and not let him sign a slave contract, otherwise I won't be able to see his grandfather in the future."
Ping'an saw that his master didn't say anything. Erqiang was the same anyway, so Yuanqing didn't sign for the time being.
"Okay, Lin Feng, if one day you want to be free, I can let you go. There is only one thing: as long as you are by my side, you must be loyal to me."
"Lin Feng will never betray the young master."
Ping An said with a smile, "Okay, then how about following me and my master to see all the mountains and rivers of the Great Zhou?"
Lin Feng was dazzled by the brilliant smile in front of him.
"Okay, okay, I'm relieved. Lin Feng, go pack your luggage and leave with them tomorrow morning."
Lin Feng saluted and turned away.
Sun Sicheng's lips curled up slightly, looking at how generous and domineering his apprentice was.
People under the age of eight speak and act in a particularly cool manner.
Just take it with you. The lives of the strong are in their own hands.
This young man could be a treasure in the right hands.
"Sicheng, don't be upset. This child is extremely talented and has a good character. I can't stay with him for many years, otherwise I won't be willing to let him go."
"Abbot, just agree to it safely. I don't really like kids with this kind of personality. They are too cold and there is no light in their eyes."
The abbot sighed, "He once had a very good family, with a loving grandfather and loving parents. But when he was three years old, his father's bodyguard died in an accident, and his mother became seriously ill, leaving two lives. When he was six years old, his grandfather knew that he was not well, so he took him to Tianguang Temple and buried him in the back mountain not long after. With such a series of blows, how could he have hope in his eyes?
Ping An, I can assure you that as long as you treat him sincerely, he will definitely bring you surprises. Can you trust me?"
Ping An nodded: "Ping An thanks the abbot for his trust and will treat him with sincerity."
In the early morning, there is a cool breeze on the mountain, and it is quiet and beautiful.
Lin Feng followed behind the abbot, carrying a large package, and was waiting at the downhill intersection.
"Abbot, I was just about to say goodbye to you, why is it so early?"
Lao Fang smiled and said, "I dare not keep you any longer. I hope everything goes well on this trip."
"Thank you, Abbot. Remember my words and take care."
Ping An introduced Lin Feng to everyone. Er Qiang was stunned again. He went up the mountain and actually recruited another follower. With this one, there were a total of ten people behind Ping An.
The journey down the mountain was smooth, but when he reached the foot of the mountain, Sun Sicheng was a little confused.
A group of people were guarding at the foot of the mountain. As soon as they saw them coming down the mountain, they immediately surrounded them.
"Excuse me, are you the eldest master of Baicaotang?" A man who looked like a butler stepped forward and saluted.
Sun Sicheng asked: "It is me, what's the matter?"
He glanced at the people around him and found that there were several elderly people in poor health and one was holding a baby.
Things are happening.
A middle-aged man stepped forward and bowed, "My dear, my mother sent someone to deliver a letter yesterday, saying that you treated her in the temple, and asked me to take my father to the foot of the mountain, and ask you to help diagnose her pulse."
Several other people had similar reasons.
Sun Sicheng saw it.
"Then come and line up."
The patient's family brought a small square table and stools from the carriage.
Sun Sicheng took Ping An and started to take people's pulses.
Ping An discovered that there were two elderly men who had no serious illness at all, but they spoke as if they were seriously ill.
The master did not refute, and gave them some acupuncture on some unrelated spots to loosen up their tendons and activate their joints. He also gave each of them two bottles of Liuwei Dihuang Pills from the medical box.
I saw several old men feeling refreshed immediately as if they were bathed in divine rain. This should be the effect of the famous doctor, right?
Ping An had to admire his master's flexibility. Good medical skills were one thing, but certain mental issues still needed to be resolved with care.
A child of three or four years old, who could not speak and had very few pronunciations.
Sun Sicheng only gave him nine injections, but the child actually cried and called for his mother.
The child’s parents cried, and Ping An was also shocked. Acupuncture is really magical.
Some people nearby even wanted to go home and call their relatives over.
Sun Sicheng realized something was wrong and quickly asked Ruyi to pack up and go home.
He mainly treated six or seven patients with acupuncture and gave them some medicine, but he didn't plan to charge them.
Who knew that these people had already known about Ping An's favor and gave it directly to him.
Ping'an was still a little dazed after getting on the carriage. After he woke up, he hurriedly handed the purse in his arms to the master.
"Master, I don't want these. You took a lot of medicine."
Sun Sicheng pushed it and said, "Take it and see how much it is."
Ping An did not refuse. He counted several purses and found that there were forty-five taels of silver and a few gold peanuts.
He couldn't put this thing down.
Yesterday afternoon, I received more than eighty taels of silver and a gold lock.
Get rich.
The master always gives him money like this, how should he repay him?
"Master, including yesterday's money, I have more than 130 taels. I'm rich." Ping'an grinned.
Suddenly he rummaged into his backpack and took out a stack of papers.
"Master, I couldn't sleep last night on the mountain, so I drew these pictures overnight. I revised them again and again, and they are very similar to the ones drawn by that grandfather."
Sun Sicheng took the paper and looked at it. The more he read, the more shocked he became.
Are there any surgical tools like this?
It's so strange.
"The master will redraw it later, and you can watch from the side. But our Ping An's drawing is good enough. I will ask you to draw when I have time."
Ping An agreed obediently.
His paintings were actually very good, he had studied it for several years, but he was too young in this life and his family was poor so he had no conditions to learn, so he could only paint as poorly as possible, but not too badly.
Too bad will affect the sense of direct vision.
Surgical tools are different from others.
Sun Sicheng couldn't let go of them, and asked Ping'an to recall again the uses of these surgical tools that the old man had described.
Ping An said as much as he could.
These surgical tools can only be used slowly in the hands of a master.
Only then could he get back the old partner he had used for his entire life in his previous life.
"Ping An, the master will find someone to make two sets with the best materials, one for you and one for me.
But we can't tell anyone for now, we can only practice secretly, being rash and reckless can easily lead to disaster, even though there is a legend that the ancestor of medicine can open the stomach to save people, but there has never been a precedent in the Great Zhou, and we don't have a master in this field, do you understand what I mean?"
Ping An nodded.
My heart is roaring, yes I can do it, I am a master at this.
Sun Sicheng carefully folded up the blueprints and said, "Ping An, Master, during your lifetime, I hope to slowly gain some experience and heal as many people with damaged internal organs as possible."
Ping An couldn't help laughing: "Master, you are not even thirty yet, isn't it a bit too much to say that you will die in your lifetime?"
Sun Sicheng laughed, "What do you know, little brat? Some things may take a lifetime to complete, and some may even require the efforts of several generations. If the master can't do it well in this lifetime, you will continue to do it."
Despite his utmost efforts over the years, there are still many patients for whom he cannot help. That is because their internal organs have grown damaged or some have ruptured, and the bleeding cannot be stopped at all.
Especially the border.
He had been to the battlefield and had seen many people with broken stomachs, many of whom were very young. He watched people close their eyes in front of him.
The feeling of powerlessness is suffocating.
When he heard Ping An talking about the surgical tools, he knew that his apprentice was lucky to have met a master.
You won't be able to find this kind of person if you go looking for him. It would be bad if you alert the imperial court and bring yourself into trouble.
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