Su Ruyi stepped forward, about to speak.
The old man suddenly looked up, and the two men's eyes met, both startled.
Su Ruyi's scalp felt especially numb.
This old man looks very much like the white-bearded old man who often appeared in my dreams in my previous life.
Of course, it's just the beard that resembles it.
Their eyebrows and eyes are completely different.
Su Ruyi felt a little relieved.
In the old man's eyes, a beautiful little girl, who looked like a mountain spirit, wearing a blue dress with small white flowers, suddenly appeared in front of him. Her eyes were so bright that they seemed unbelievable. Instantly, all the strange tales he knew in his life began to flood his head.
He clutched his head in his hands and cried out, "I'm old, my flesh is tough, I don't taste good! Your Majesty, you should go find someone else!"
"Pfft!" Upon hearing this, Su Ruyi's fear vanished instantly, and she burst out laughing.
However, when the laughter reached the old man's ears, it was unconsciously given a terrifying sound effect.
The old man practically hid his head in his crotch: "Your Majesty, I didn't mean to disturb you! Please spare me!"
"Grandpa, did you break your leg?" Su Ruyi had already noticed that his right foot was moving strangely when he was trembling.
"Huh?" The old man raised his head, his hands still covering his face, and peeked at Su Ruyi through his fingers. "Young lady, you are not... the King?"
"Grandpa, wait a minute!" Su Ruyi said, picking up four small wooden sticks from the side while taking out some scraps of cloth from her satchel, which was actually a storage space—the leftovers from making ropes from the curtains last time.
Then, she turned the old man's foot and checked it.
The old man was so frightened that he dared not move.
Su Ruyi noticed that the old man's foot bone was broken and dislocated, so she asked, "Grandpa, why are you gathering herbs in the back mountain all by yourself in the middle of the day? How did you fall?"
While asking him questions to distract him, the subordinate suddenly exerted force and instantly straightened his bones.
The old man replied, "The mugwort must be picked after it has just been dried in the hot sun to... Ouch!!!"
As Su Ruyi's hand made a sharp sound, the old man's face contorted in pain as he cried out.
Su Ruyi's hands did not stop moving. They quickly put on the branch splints and wrapped them with cloth strips to secure them.
Fortunately, there were no exposed wounds.
However, just to be on the safe side, Su Ruyi glanced at the weeds behind her, plucked two wild rhubarb plants with small white flowers, crushed them in her palm, applied them to the strip of cloth, and then covered them with another strip of cloth to secure them firmly.
The old man stared dumbfounded at her smooth and skillful actions, and after a long while, he finally spoke: "Young lady, are you... a doctor?"
Just as Su Ruyi was about to shake her head, the red mole on her palm suddenly felt hot.
She thought for a moment and nodded, saying, "I have studied traditional Chinese medicine."
The old man's eyes lit up: "You haven't just studied traditional Chinese medicine, you've got... an iron hand... a miracle cure!"
Su Ruyi: I only know about miraculous healing... What the hell is "iron hand healing"?
Seeing her frown, the old man quickly said, "Young lady, which village are you from? You look unfamiliar. You're not from Dingjiatun, are you?"
Su Ruyi nodded: "I'm a new educated youth."
The old man's eyes lit up even more: "An educated youth? Quick, tell me, who did you learn your medical skills from?"
Su Ruyi remained tight-lipped: "My master... forbids me from mentioning his name outside."
The old man gave a knowing look: "That's right, it's not really appropriate to talk about this now. Young lady, what's your name, and how old are you?"
Su Ruyi: "My name is Su Ruyi, Ruyi as in auspicious and wishful. I am fifteen years old this year."
"May you have good fortune and all your wishes come true! How wonderful!"
The old man smacked his lips.
"I've just met a benefactor!"
Only fifteen? What a formidable young man!
My dear girl, I really owe you a lot today!
Otherwise I'll suffer!
This old man might just lose his life here!
By the way, my surname is Jin, Jin Dachun!
Everyone calls me Old Jin!
I'm the village doctor from Dingjiatun!
It turned out he was a village doctor, also known as a barefoot doctor.
"Grandpa Jin, are you a traditional Chinese medicine doctor?" Su Ruyi's heart skipped a beat.
“Yes, I have been taught by my teacher since childhood… never mind, let’s not talk about it!” Jin Dachun’s expression suddenly darkened.
"Grandpa Jin, why are you picking mugwort under this hot sun? Shouldn't this medicinal herb be picked in the early morning?"
Su Ruyi immediately asked again, because she always felt that the old man exuded the word "unreliable".
Jin Dachun said seriously, "You read Li Shizhen's book, right?"
Su Ruyi nodded: "The Sage of Medicine quoted the 'Chronicle of Seasonal Customs in Jingchu,' which says that the best way to harvest mugwort is..."
Jin Dachun immediately chimed in: "On the fifth day of the fifth month, before the rooster crows..."
Su Ruyi nodded and blurted out, "Gather those that resemble human figures and take them!"
After they finished speaking, they looked at each other and laughed.
Jin Dachun probed Su Ruyi with a few more medicinal formulas, and Su Ruyi answered them fluently.
Only then did she realize that the medical books she had been studying every day in the space had already been thoroughly understood in her mind!
I think I'm already a pretty good traditional Chinese medicine doctor!
Jin Dachun cleared his throat and said seriously:
"Ruyi, the time of day you gather herbs also greatly affects their efficacy."
I'm picking mugwort that's been sun-dried at this time so that it can maximize its effect of relaxing muscles and promoting blood circulation!
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