149 Ping An is sick
The next morning, Lin Feng saw that the young master did not leave the room and felt something was wrong. As long as it was not raining heavily, the young master would get up and do morning exercises with them.
He knocked on the door but got no response, so he called out again, and Sun Wen came out just in time: "Lin Feng, isn't Ping An up yet?"
"Mr. Sun, yes, Master Ping An gets up on time every day."
Sun Wen was also a little worried, so he quickly pushed open the door and saw the child still lying on the kang. When he got closer, he saw that the child's little face was as red as a shrimp.
Oh no, I have a fever.
"Lin Feng, go and ask Master Qin to come over."
There are several doctors in Yao Valley, but Master Qin is superior in both medical skills and pharmaceutical manufacturing. He has devoted himself to the pharmaceutical industry in recent years.
Soon Fang Xiao and Master Qin arrived.
Master Qin felt the pulse for a long time and said, "You have a bit of a cold, and you were frightened, plus you've been thinking too much. Actually, it's a good thing for the internal heat to be released. It's not good to hold it in. I'll prescribe some medicine for you. You must stay with someone today, and I'll come over from time to time."
Fang Xiao and Sun Wen looked at each other, feeling heavy in their hearts.
This child is sick after all. Well, anyone who encounters such a thing will feel sick, but what can we do? Once the thing happens, we can't avoid it.
Er Qiang's eyes were red: "Valley Master, sir, I will stay by Ping An's side."
Lin Feng and others were also watching eagerly.
Sun Wen said, "You should just listen to Mr. Zhou's lecture. I'll be fine here. Erqiang, go to the kitchen and ask someone to make some millet porridge. It's fine if it's thin. Qingshi, go make the medicine. Brother Fang, you can go and get busy too."
Fang Xiao nodded. There were a lot of things to do in the valley. Besides, with so many people staying here, the children wouldn't be able to rest well.
Sun Wen fed Ping An some water and then sat quietly reading a book.
At this time, Ping An fell into a very strange dream.
He was standing in a very empty and unfamiliar place, and opposite him was a Taoist who was in his forties. He was wearing a Taoist robe, had elegant clothes, a handsome face, and was smiling at him, his eyes were bright and warm.
Standing behind him was a young man in his twenties, who was also tall, handsome, and also looked at him with a smile.
"Who are you? Where is this?"
"Your name is Ping An, right? You are in a dream now. My name is Hu Gan, and he is my bodyguard Xiao Qi. Thirty years ago, Xiao Qi had a very stubborn skin disease that could not be cured. One day, I got a folk remedy, but I couldn't find the medicine, so I came to this deep mountain to look for medicine while practicing formations. Unfortunately, just when we were about to leave, I was bitten by a poisonous snake.
The poison took effect very quickly, and Xiaoqi died while saving me. Before I died, I left a letter here, hoping that someone with a destiny would help collect our bones. For the past thirty years, perhaps because of the formation, we have been trapped here, unable to be reborn.
Thank you, Ping An, we are free. Before leaving, I will teach you the formation. You can pass it on to your descendants in the future, but you can't pass it on to others casually. Medical skills are fine, and martial arts are fine, but formations are not.
After that, he taught Ping An one by one the dozen or so formations recorded in the book. Ping An was immersed in them and quickly got the hang of it.
Hu Gan sighed, "Ping An, you have a good understanding and are able to draw inferences from one example. If I had met you thirty years ago, I would have accepted you as my apprentice. However, you and I have a deep connection. Please watch carefully. I will demonstrate it to you once more, and you will demonstrate it to me later."
Ping An didn’t know how long he had been studying, day and night, and never felt hungry.
Finally, the Taoist taught him the Heart Sutra of Stepping on Snow. Somehow, Ping An learned it very quickly in his dream, and the Taoist guards also demonstrated it on the side. His lightness skills were very good, and he floated like a fallen leaf.
Hu Gan's eyes were full of pride, which showed that the master and servant had a very good relationship.
"I won't teach you medical skills. Your medical skills are not worse than mine. You can take a good look at my medical books and learn from them. Some of the things in them are still very useful. Ping An, Xiao Qi and I are leaving. You can go back now."
Ping An watched the master and servant disappear before his eyes.
He was the only one left in the vast sky and earth, but Ping'an was not in a hurry. He practiced the formation taught by the Taoist priest over and over again until he was proficient in it.
He has also mastered the Stepping Snow Heart Sutra to perfection, but it's a pity that the medical book is not there, otherwise he would have studied it carefully here. He is very dedicated in learning here and can absorb things very quickly. He doesn't know what fatigue is and there is no limit on time.
He thought of his master, his husband, Erqiang, his parents, Lin Feng and others. He knew that he had to get out and couldn't stay here forever.
Almost instantly, he felt himself back on the kang. Perhaps he had always been on the kang, and it was only his soul that had gone to another place.
"Master Qin, why is the patient still unconscious even though the fever has subsided?" This was the gentleman's voice, full of anxiety.
"Yes, he should have woken up in the morning. Why isn't he awake yet in the afternoon? I'll give him a few more injections." This was the voice of Master Qin.
Stop the acupuncture.
Ping An was tired. As a doctor, he was most afraid of acupuncture. Although it looked scary, it was not actually very painful.
"Sir, Ping'an has opened his eyes." Erqiang's voice was trembling. Ping'an had been unconscious for almost a day.
"Ping'an, are you feeling better? Are you hungry?" Sun Wen felt a pang of sadness as the child finally woke up.
After being unconscious for such a long time, Master Qin is considered the best doctor here, no worse than the best doctor in Baicaotang. Therefore, it is useless to take Ping An out of the valley without the eldest master.
"Sir, I'm much better." Ping'an's voice was hoarse, but on the other hand, he felt incredible.
He had clearly practiced with the Taoist priest for a long time in that place, and then he practiced on his own for a long time, so how come it only took him half a day to get here?
It’s a pity that it’s just a dream, it would be great if it were space.
Well, he was greedy and was not satisfied with the advantage he had gotten. He buried the Taoist master and his servant, but the Taoist master gave him such a big gift.
Be content.
After drinking a bowl of porridge, Ping An fell into a deep sleep again, but this time he felt much more at ease because the dream was too exhausting.
"Master Qin, do you think Ping An is okay now?"
"Mr. Sun, Ping An is sleeping now. Let him have a good rest. When he wakes up, feed him porridge. No need to feed him ginseng soup. He doesn't need to take a lot of supplements. He should be fine tomorrow. To be honest, I am also puzzled by his situation. Maybe the child is too worried."
Sun Yat-sen sighed.
Fang Xiao was also helpless. Gensheng had already gone to Wanjia Village, but he just went to inquire whether Master Ping'an was included in the Wan family tree, what the current situation in Changjia Village was, and to contact Doctor Sun secretly. There was nothing else he could do.
Xiao Wu stood by silently, worried in his heart, was the corpse frightening the young master? After all, he was only eight years old, and he had been with him and Lin Feng from beginning to end. He regretted it when he thought about it.
"Okay, you guys go do your own things, there's no point in staying here."
Er Qiang said, "Sir, I must stay here. If Ping An needs to urinate, I can still support him."
Lin Feng also stood aside without saying a word.
"Okay, Erqiang and Linfeng stay, and everyone else can go out. Xiaowu and Qingshi will keep you company tonight."
Sun Wen also went out. He felt a little more at ease. He also needed to go out for some fresh air and go to the bathroom somewhere.
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