Chapter 77 Miraculous Doctor Yan Lang
After leaving the forest and finding the nearest farmhouse, Yun Chen and Yan Lang first guzzled a meal and drank some tea before they had time to sit down and carefully tend to their wounds.
The farm owner looked at the two people in such a state of disgrace and said in surprise:
"You two are incredible! You dared to venture into the black bear forest. The bears in that forest are all spirits. They can imitate people walking and waving, luring people over to eat them. Those bears are addicted to eating people. They used to only eat living things, but now they even won't let go of the carrion of the dead."
The farm owner brought a set of coarse cloth and helped Yun Chen pour out a basin of blood and replaced it with fresh water. He said to Yun Chen:
"This little brother is seriously injured. Take off your clothes and throw them away. I'll help you clean them."
Yun Chen quickly declined: "No, no, I can do it myself. I'll borrow your room for a while."
When Yun Chen finished bandaging the wound and came out, he saw Yan Lang sitting at the stone table in the yard with an adult look, taking the pulse of the farmer.
"Qi deficiency, loss of essence, soreness in waist and knees, insufficient kidney qi. Drink less cold wine and don't bathe after sunset." Yan Lang said seriously.
The farmer nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, my waist is weak, and my wife has complained to me several times! Miracle doctor, you are amazing! How did you know I'm used to drinking cold wine? I'm busy with the crops during the day, and I only have time to bathe after dark!"
"There's a bear that just died in the Black Bear Forest. If you're brave enough, go get the bear's gallbladder and the right bear's paw. Dry the gallbladder and grind it into powder. Wrap the paw in wet mud, burn it dry, peel it, remove the hair, soak it in water, and chop it into small pieces. Take it with these herbs in five doses."
Yan Lang wrote down the prescription on a piece of paper, and then said to Yun Chen naturally:
"You tell him the exact location where you killed the bear, and he can decide whether to go and find it."
Yun Chen was a little confused about the situation. He didn't know whether to ask, "How can you treat patients at such a young age?" or "Why do you order me around so naturally?"
But she remembered Yan Lang saying that he went into the Black Bear Forest to collect herbs, so he was probably really a doctor.
Seeing what she was thinking, Yan Lang looked her up and down and said:
"Aren't you from Nan? You have no documents or luggage, which means you were forced to sneak into Dongyan. You must be going back to Nan now. If you escort me to the government office, I will give you money for your journey."
Yun Chen couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "Your new brain is really good, and you guessed it right! Little brother, I'll listen to you!"
The word "kid" again, this time Yan Lang was clearly unhappy, "From now on, you are my guard, how should you address me?"
Looking at Yan Lang's awkward yet mature demeanor, Yun Chen suppressed his laughter.
"Yes, sir, I know I was wrong!"
Yan Lang ignored her and continued to take the pulse and examine the farmer's wife and children.
Just look at the surprised and admiring expression on the farmer's wife's face and you will know that Yan Lang's prediction is very accurate.
Yun Chen was bored waiting on the side, and she had just fought with the big black bear, which had consumed too much energy. She instantly felt sleepy and tired, and fell asleep leaning against the wall.
When she woke up again, her ears woke up first. She heard noisy voices all around her, mixed with many exclamations of "tsk tsk".
She opened her eyes and saw that the small farmer's yard was crowded with villagers from nearby. There was also a long line outside the yard, all of whom were there to see a doctor.
People who eat grains will naturally get sick. When the villagers heard that there was such a miracle doctor here, they flocked to him.
Yan Lang was surrounded by people in the yard. He took the pulse of each villager and prescribed medicine for each one. In response to the respectful gratitude of each villager, he just raised his eyelids.
Yun Chen once again felt that strong sense of "indifference" from him.
He seemed not to care at all what the pulse under his four fingers felt like, what illness the patient had, how they praised his amazing pulse diagnosis, or how grateful they were for his prescriptions.
He just took the patient's pulse, diagnosed the illness, prescribed medicine, and sent the patient away - calling the next person.
Yun Chen felt sore all over, and he stood up while pounding his waist. He went over to disperse the crowd, stop those who cut in line, and consciously fulfilled his duty as a guard.
Soon, two hours passed, and Yun Chen had a pile of medical fees in his arms.
Yan Lang did not specify the amount of the consultation fee, and the villagers paid voluntarily. If he met someone who was too poor to pay the consultation fee, Yan Lang would not refuse to treat him.
As long as you line up in front of him, he will take your pulse and examine you equally.
So the medical fees that Yun Chen collected included copper coins, silver beans, small change, and even a few duck eggs.
Most of the villagers are not rich, and copper coins make up the largest portion of the medical fees they collect.
"How much money do you need to go back to Nan Country?" Yan Lang suddenly asked Yun Chen after seeing a patient.
Yun Chen calculated, "I need six taels of silver to buy a fast horse, and two qian of silver to buy a kettle and dry biscuits. Six taels and two qian will be enough for me."
Yan Lang stopped seeing the patient, wiped his hands repeatedly with a handkerchief, and moved his sore wrists.
The next patient was an old woman from a nearby village. She had a sore on her leg that had not healed for a long time and was in great pain.
Seeing that Yan Lang did not invite her to sit down for a consultation, the old lady could not wait any longer and limped forward, saying:
"Little doctor, please take a look at this ulcer for me. How can I cure it? It's been going on for more than ten years. It's so painful. I often can't sleep at night because of the pain. Sigh..."
Yan Lang did not reply to the old woman's words, but asked Yun Chen again, "How much silver have you received now?"
Yun Chen counted them, "Seven ounces and eight duck eggs."
Yan Lang nodded, threw down his handkerchief, stood up and walked out, saying:
"Six taels and two cents will be your travel expenses, and the rest will be your guard fee."
After saying this, Yan Lang walked straight ahead, through the layers of people, and past the long line of people waiting to see a doctor outside the yard.
The team included men, women, young and old, including old people on crutches, babies in swaddling clothes with high fever, poor people in rags, and disabled people with missing limbs.
But Yan Lang didn't even look at him, he just walked forward with his hands behind his back.
After walking a short distance, he stopped and looked back at Yun Chen, asking unhappily:
"Why aren't you leaving yet?"
Seeing that Yan Lang was really going to leave, the villagers who were waiting for the doctor were instantly in an uproar and begged "Doctor, please stay a little longer", but Yan Lang ignored them.
He looked straight ahead, his brows didn't waver in the slightest, and he acted as if he was oblivious to everything around him and deaf to everything.
Yun Chen stood there in shock, looking at the villagers with pleading expressions on their faces, and then looking at Yan Lang who looked calm.
She finally understood the strong sense of "indifference" that Yan Lang exuded, and the things that were so inconsistent with his eight-year-old age.
cold-blooded.
Yan Lang seemed to be an extremely cold-blooded person at heart. He didn't care about anything except himself and didn't take anything seriously.
Even if others died in front of him, it would not cause him the slightest joy, anger, sorrow or happiness.
Although he is only a child, he is so mature that he seems to have seen through the world and is so cold-blooded.
But Yun Chen couldn't say a word of blame. She had met all kinds of people in these years of traveling all over the country.
What's more, as a guard, even if it's just for one day, just keeping your mouth shut and doing as ordered without asking questions is a guard's duty.
It is Yan Lang’s freedom to see the patient or not.
Unable to bear looking at the villagers' pleading faces and avoiding the disappointed eyes of the old woman with a cane, she quickly lowered her head and walked out of the yard, following Yan Lang's footsteps.
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