Chapter 117 Something Happened to the Su Family
After lunch, I said to my master, "Mr. Chen is quite interesting. I'll write down his number."
After writing down the number, I left Youranju and went home to take a nap.
I slept until 2:30, then got up and called Mr. Ba and asked, "What's the dosage for your recipe for treating children's coughs for adults?"
The Eighth Master said, "One, three, and five, the dosage of three herbs will be doubled. Two and four, the dosage of two herbs will remain the same. Just take one course of treatment."
Thank you, Mr. Ba, I went to the pharmacy outside and got four packets of medicine. I was about to call Chen Er.
What should I call him? Mr. Chen is too distant, Master Chen isn't respectful enough, and Daddy Chen seems too familiar. Yes, call him Teacher. I'm going to take him as my teacher from now on.
"Hello, Teacher Chen, I am Wan Shanhong, the Taoist's disciple."
The person on the other end was very polite: "Hey, hello, Xiao Wan."
"I saw you coughing, and I remember someone told me a secret recipe for curing coughs. I prescribed a few herbs for you and wanted to send them over. You live in..."
"Oh, thank you. I live next to the ginseng store."
"Oh, fine. I'll come right over."
When I arrived, he was already waiting for me at the eaves of the steps. As soon as we met, he said, "Come in and have a seat."
Actually, even if you don’t invite me, I would still like to come in and sit down.
He led me into the somewhat old living room, which was decorated in a fashionable style.
He brought me a cup of tea, looked at me and smiled, "You are really kind-hearted."
I smiled and said, "The prescription is mostly used to treat children's coughs, but rarely used to treat adults. I went back and asked about it, otherwise I would have told you then."
He praised: "You are a kind-hearted person. As we often say in the world, the Bodhisattva will bless you." After saying that, he put his hands together, closed his eyes slightly, and did not let go for a long time.
His movements reminded me of Shi Yanfeng, Lao Xiao, and Brother Long. As expected, the Daoist masters' gestures and movements are more elegant than those of ordinary people.
At this point, I finished the cup of tea in one gulp, stood up and said, "I'll visit you next time."
After saying that, I bowed, turned around resolutely, and left without leaving a single leaf.
I had to sit for only a short while, so as to appear to have no purpose. When dealing with such experienced people, everything had to be left to chance, to let things unfold naturally.
Back at the shop, I felt I should tell the master the truth. Otherwise, how could I cure people's coughs in the future? The master taught me everything, and I should share what I have.
So I told him about a doctor I met at Director Ming's house, how we got along really well, and how he taught me a secret recipe for curing a cough... I then wrote the recipe down and gave it to him to read.
The master read it twice, indicating that he had memorized it.
At this time, Master's cell phone rang. He listened for a few words, stood up, and walked to the study. He came out after about five or six minutes. He said to me with a serious expression:
"Someone is causing trouble at Mr. Xipo's house. Take your things and we'll leave immediately."
Once we were out of the crowded city, I asked, "Was there a medical emergency?"
The master said, "We'll talk about it when we get there."
After about an hour, we arrived. Su Xipo and his wife greeted us at the door. As soon as we met, I noticed that Su Xipo looked much more haggard and pale.
He welcomed us into the study, and Mrs. Su made tea and sat beside us.
The master asked in a deep voice, "What exactly is going on?"
Mrs. Su looked aggrieved. "Here's what happened. There's a girl named Tan Xianghua in the village next door. Since she was 18, she's been doing those shameful things in the south and has gotten sick.
In the past, whenever that part of my skin got rotten, I'd take the train back to see Lao Su. Lao Su was too embarrassed to see me, so I'd always examine it. After I'd examine it, I'd describe it to him. He'd then prescribe topical medication.
I knew she was talking about a secret recipe passed down from their ancestors.
Su Xipo took over the conversation: "Later, I even lost interest in treating her. I wanted to teach her how to be a good person, but I couldn't say it out loud. At the beginning of this year, she said she would never go out again, and the result was..."
I interrupted Su Xipo and asked, "Is he tall and has a dimple on his left cheek?"
Mrs. Su slapped her thigh and said, "Yes, that's her." Then she suddenly stared at me and asked, "How do you know her?"
So I told her the details of her fortune-telling.
Mrs. Su said, "She lied to you. This isn't her first time going there; she goes there every year."
Su Xipo continued, "I came to see him once more last time, and he died after a while. The Tan family falsely accused me, saying I was the one who killed him."
Mrs. Su turned pale with anger, clapping her hands and saying, "Our family's art of treating nameless swellings and ulcers has been passed down from generation to generation. No one has ever been accused of killing anyone, only that every time we treat someone, they always get better."
The master was very calm and asked, "What is his basis?"
Mrs. Su said, "People are no longer what they used to be. This Tan Xianghua has a distant relative known as a 'country lawyer.' It wasn't his business, but when he heard about this incident, he went to the deceased's family and said he would take care of the case and win it."
The master then asked, "Did the deceased's family agree?"
Su Xipo said bitterly, "The deceased's father was originally an honest man, but this country lawyer got cowardly and has no respect for his reputation. He comes here every day to make trouble and makes a mess of things."
The master took a sip of tea and said, "Think about it calmly. Does it have anything to do with your medicine?"
Su Xipo pondered for a while: "It has nothing to do with my medicine, but it has something to do with improper medication. In short, I still have some responsibility."
Mrs. Su rolled her eyes at Su Xipo and interrupted him: "You just can't speak, so what's your responsibility?"
The master consoled her, "Sister-in-law, we are not outsiders. Please tell Xipo what he wants to say, and we will analyze it carefully and come up with a plan together."
Mrs. Su gave a bitter, apologetic smile.
Su Xipo sighed, "Master, let me tell you the truth. My family treats this disease mainly with topical ointments. We collect herbs from the mountains, dry them, grind them into powder with sulfur and borneol, and apply it to the patient's private parts.
Pharmacology is about fighting poison with poison. Because of its toxicity, my family has a traditional remedy for this type of syphilitic rash called "Tian Yao Tian Ge," which means applying it here every day. You can't apply it yourself, only a doctor can do it."
The master understood immediately and said, "You have broken your vow this time. I gave her the medicine and told her to apply it herself."
Mrs. Su interrupted, "You can't blame Old Su for this. He went to visit relatives that day, and Miss Tan came over and asked me to give her a pack, saying that it was rare for her to come every day, so she might as well take it home and apply it slowly.
As for me, I explained to her clearly how much to apply at a time and that it can only be applied once a day, as well as the pros and cons of this matter, and reminded her again and again.
I guess she just wanted to get better quickly, so she increased the dosage, and since the area was so rotten, the drug took effect inside."
Su Xipo was so anxious that his face turned red and pale: "This is not a question of compensation. My ancestors for three generations have used this prescription to treat illnesses. If I give it to you and say it's poison, how can I be worthy of my ancestors? Therefore, I won't pay this money."
As they were talking, there was a commotion outside. Sister Su said, "That group is here again."
The master glanced at me and said in a deep voice, "If you want a literary response, you can use a literary approach. If you want a physical response, you can use a physical approach. Don't be afraid. Let's go out together."
I was the first one to rush out and found that there was a sea of people outside.
I held the powder in my hand and walked forward.
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