Chapter 18: Encountering the Sweeping Monk in the Garden
Lin Sanqi was about to shout when he suddenly covered his mouth, because at this moment three words suddenly appeared in his mind:
"Sweeping Monk?"
Because the little old man in front of him was obviously not an ordinary person.
The other old men who do cleaning work are often people from the lowest social class. They are dressed in rags and have weathered faces. They either look indifferent or try to please others.
But at first glance, the old man in front of me could be seen to be a high-level intellectual from his temperament.
Although he looked to be in his seventies or eighties, his back was straight and his eyes were very sharp.
He has a round face, and although his skin is loose and aging, it is obvious that he is well maintained. He does not look like an old farmer who has been exposed to the wind and rain. If you say he is the principal, people will believe it.
In addition, the old man was wearing a pair of round-framed glasses. In 1959, only the rich or the noble could afford to wear glasses. Ordinary people simply did not have the financial resources to buy glasses.
Lin Sanqi judged from the old man sweeping the floor's temperament and clothing that this old man must be no ordinary person.
All these years of reading online novels were not in vain.
With awe in mind, Lin Sanqi's tone was particularly respectful when he ran over:
"Old man, I just dropped this prescription."
The old man had already glanced at the prescription, chuckled, and handed it to Lin Sanqi:
"This is the Bazhen Soup with two extra precious herbs added, but it costs quite a bit~~~"
Lin Sanqi's mind suddenly brightened up, and he thought to himself, I have indeed met the Shaolin Sweeping Monk. I know that in this era we cannot look down on any old man who sweeps the floor, flushes the toilet, herds cattle, or farms.
Who knows which great god is transcending the tribulation in the human world?
So Lin Sanqi wanted to test the old man with glasses and a long face:
"Yes, I'm worried about this. I have a close relative who depends on this prescription to keep him alive. But I just went to the Chinese medicine pharmacy to ask, and a course of treatment with seven patches of medicine costs more than 150 yuan. It's too expensive, and I really can't afford it. I'm worried about this."
The old man also nodded slightly in agreement:
"This prescription is indeed not for ordinary people to bear. So, young man, if you trust me, tell me about your loved one's illness. Perhaps I can help you consider this prescription."
Lin Sanqi was delighted, knowing that the Sweeping Monk was willing to help others and would not stand by and watch someone die.
So he helped the old man sweeping the floor to the flower bed, carefully brushed away the dust on the flower bed with his hands, and then helped the old man sit down.
Lin Sanqi's small gesture won the old man's great favor, and he smiled and nodded repeatedly.
Lin Sanqi also sat down next to him and began to complain:
"My dearest relative is a 48-year-old woman who suffered a severe postpartum hemorrhage when she gave birth to a daughter in her 30s. She almost died. Although she was rescued, she has been weak ever since.
"It just so happens that my ancestors were also practitioners of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so I inherited this secret recipe and have to take it every month to stay alive. But as you know, this recipe is too expensive, and my family really can't afford it."
"What are the symptoms usually like?"
"Well, the main symptoms are dizziness, palpitations, chest tightness, shortness of breath, chills and sweats, and a pale complexion. In short, I can't do any physical work."
The old man thought for a while, then said slowly:
"Your dearest clearly suffers from postpartum hemorrhage due to Qi deficiency. According to Chinese medicine,
Due to postpartum Qi deficiency, Chong and Ren meridians are not solid, and their control is lost, resulting in heavy bleeding, bright red in color. Because there is no stasis, there is no abdominal pain. Qi deficiency and inability to control Qi leads to the loss of nutrient blood, depriving the clear orifices of nourishment, resulting in dizziness and vertigo.
Blood loss prevents the heart from receiving nourishment, leading to palpitations and restlessness. Qi deficiency and insufficient blood prevent the face from receiving nourishment, leading to a pale complexion and a weak pulse, all signs of qi deficiency and blood loss.
Lin Sanqi felt dizzy after hearing this, but he still pretended to be in awe and listened attentively.
The old man glanced at Lin Sanqi and saw that he was listening attentively and calmly, which made him like him more.
"So my suggestion is to remove musk and safflower from the prescription and add five herbs: astragalus, radix polygoni multiflori, scutellaria baicalensis, amomum villosum, and glutinous rice. This will achieve the effects of invigorating qi and strengthening the spleen, nourishing blood and calming the mind, and the price can be reduced by 70%."
Lin Sanqi nodded repeatedly after hearing this. Although he didn't understand, he knew how to flatter.
"Thank you so much, old sir. I don't know what to call you so I can report to my family."
The old man chuckled:
"Why, you don't believe me, old man?"
Lin Sanqi quickly waved his hands and said sincerely:
"No way, no way. The old man's skills must be extraordinary. I will definitely trust people I employ, but if my family asks, I have to tell them who the miracle doctor is, so that they don't think I'm just playing around with the prescription."
The old man laughed out loud:
"Okay, I'll give you this prescription. If you're willing to listen to me, take it. If you're not willing to listen, just let it go. There's no need to force it."
The old man was neither sad nor happy, and didn't even care. He stood up, holding a broom in one hand and a dustpan in the other, and walked towards the garbage not far away.
Lin Sanqi quickly stood up and trotted a few steps, took the old man's tools and said with a smile:
"Old man, since I have nothing to do anyway, I'll help you clean up today to repay you for modifying the prescription."
The old man was delighted. "Okay, okay, you're a good young man. You know how to be humble. I'll be happy to accept your offer."
The old man didn't hesitate and handed the tools to the young man he met for the first time, and then hid under the shade of a tree to rest.
Lin Sanqi didn't take it seriously and happily picked up the broom to start sweeping the floor. Fortunately, the old man was only responsible for the small area of the flower bed, so he finished cleaning it in less than half an hour.
The old man then picked up the broom, waved goodbye and left, leaving in such a carefree manner.
Lin Sanqi touched the sweat on his forehead and found that his shirt was soaked. The temperature difference in the north at the end of June was still quite large, and the daytime was no different from summer.
Lin Sanqi was just about to sneak back to the modern world to get a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator when he heard his mother calling for help as soon as he turned his legs.
"Qizi, Qizi, why are you here in the yard? It's so hot."
"Mom, are you done with your work?"
"Yes, I've already asked around. The dean is in his office right now. Let's go find him."
Lin Sanqi glanced at the direction the old man disappeared and asked:
"Mother, who's the old man who sweeps the garden? I think he's quite capable."
Jin Caifeng was stunned for a moment, and thought for a long time:
"It's hard to say. It seems that a lot of our hospital's veteran Chinese medicine practitioners have been assigned to work recently. Don't worry about it. Your work is more important."
(End of this chapter)
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