Chapter 72: Deception and Illusion
A truly skilled doctor can judge the value and efficacy of a prescription, even if he has never seen it before, just by glancing at it.
Tang Lao Da Fu is sixty years old this year, slender and spirited, with very stable legs and feet, without a hint of aging.
He should be very good at taking care of himself.
When Tang saw Chen Jing's "Bu Yang Huan Wu Decoction", his eyes lit up, and he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes. He could see the effect of this prescription at a glance.
Tang's medical skills are superb, surpassing those of a thousand years ago. He can accept this, which is his extraordinary insight.
Chen Jiong's prescription was bold but accurate, hitting the old man's temperament right on the spot.
"He repeatedly praised: "Genius, genius! Eight taels of Astragalus membranaceus, tonifying the middle and benefiting Qi, first rescuing the weak spleen, then ascending clear Yang, Qi mechanism smooth. Qi is the general of blood, Qi deficiency leads to blood stasis. This prescription, treating the symptoms with medication, will definitely have a miraculous effect!"
Mr. Tang is the Mount Tai and North Dipper of the entire two Zhejiang provinces' apricot forest boundary. When he speaks, others dare not question half a sentence. Anyway, with Mr. Tang taking charge, even if someone is killed, it won't implicate them.
Then Mr Tang looked at the second one.
As he looked, his thick eyebrows furrowed deeply, and then he understood Chen Jing's cunning, it was a trick to distract him. Mr. Tang smiled slightly, stopped looking, and handed the prescription back to Yang Zhi Zhou's hand, saying: "Mr. Yang, prepare the medicine according to the prescription."
Yang Zhi Zhou handed the prescription to the servant and had them go get the medicine.
The alleyway fell silent once again.
Mr. Tang had been watching Chen Jue with great curiosity.
Chen Jiong nodded and smiled at him, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.
Mr. Tang saw Chen Jing's gratitude and thought to himself, "This young man knows that I spoke up for him, he's actually a sensible kid, not arrogant at all."
The old gentleman was from a medical family, known as a genius since childhood, with a eccentric and introverted personality, and was invincible in his youth. The more such a temperament, the more he couldn't stand the arrogance of young people, only liking steady and humble ones.
Chen Jing happened to meet Mr. Tang's liking.
The house was full of people, and Mr. Tang didn't even have a chance to talk to Chen Xuan.
The medicine was retrieved soon.
"Wait a moment and decoct the medicine." said Chen Jiong, "I need to prepare a medicinal formula first. After this medicine is used and the patient wakes up, then take the Bu Yang Huan Wu Tang."
"When will Father wake up?" Yang Dai Zhou's son heard that the old man was about to wake up and couldn't help but be overjoyed, asking hastily.
Chen Jing said: "Take the medicine first and then talk."
Then he asked the Yang family for a quiet room and tools for processing medicinal materials.
As soon as he made this request, the Yang family was puzzled, but several doctors present understood: This is to prepare a secret medicine!
A family with a secret medicine has at least some reputation in the medical community.
"Which Chen family?" He Dafu whispered to Wu Dafu beside him. It wasn't until the Chen family was about to prepare the secret medicine that they suddenly realized they had no idea where Chen Xuan came from.
I heard he is from Wang County.
The entire two Zhejiang roads of Xinglinjie, the famous doctor in Wangxian, there is only one with the surname Ni, and no one with the surname Chen.
Mr./Ms./Mrs./Miss Chen?
There is a Chen in Mingzhou, whose medical skills are quite good, especially in pediatrics, and he is highly respected in the medical community. However, Chen Jing is not from Mingzhou, so his origins are somewhat mysterious.
"I don't know." Dr. Wu also replied in a low voice, "Maybe Old Tang knows him."
Wu Dafu now also starts to suspect that Chen Jing has a big family behind him, and even knows Mr. Tang. Otherwise, why would Mr. Tang take charge for him like that?
He Daifu listened and nodded repeatedly.
These two doctors are far inferior to Old Doctor Tang in terms of medical skills and ethics, so they think about problems with a mercenary mindset.
"Mr. Tang, who is this young official from the Chen family?" Wu Daifu mustered up his courage and took a few steps forward, asking Mr. Tang in a hushed tone.
Tang Lao Da Fu has gone through many things in his life and he is very clear about what these people are thinking.
As people get older, they sometimes become more playful than children. Mr. Tang knew that they had misunderstood Chen Xuan and thought he was a big shot, so he pretended to be innocent and coughed, slightly reproachfully saying: "You actually don't know about the Chen family?"
Wu's heart felt slightly cool.
It turns out there's really something behind it!
"I said so, otherwise why would the Yang family go to invite him alone?" Wu Daifu thought, "Just now when I took his prescription, did he say anything serious?"
He carefully thought back over his words and actions, and it seemed that he hadn't offended Chen Xiaoguan after all, so he slowly let out a breath.
However, as a medical practitioner, one naturally needs to have insight.
Mr. Chen's origin, Wu Dafu did not know. He asked this way and was refuted by Mr. Tang Lao again. Suddenly, he exposed his ignorance without a doubt, regretting in his heart that he should not have asked.
However, Wu Dafu was clever and adaptable, and his ability to respond to changing circumstances was not weak. At this moment, he also did not pretend to understand, humbly seeking guidance: "I am ignorant, I hope Tang Lao will enlighten me."
"It's hard to say..." Mr. Tang said mysteriously, his voice even lower, glancing at Yang Zhihou with a hint of implication.
Wu's mind was in turmoil. Everyone knew what kind of identity Yang Zhi Zhou had. And anything related to Yang Zhi Zhou would be even more unthinkable.
He stepped back several paces in a daze.
Mr. Tang laughed in his heart: This time, the misunderstanding will be even greater, they must think that Chen Zhong is a sacred being, and it will take them a good few days to guess his true identity.
At this moment, Mr. Tang is very happy, possibly because he has expectations for Chen Jing's prescription and feels that there is a 70-80% chance of curing Yang Dazhou's illness, thus adding another approach to treating stroke.
What tremendous progress!
What makes him happiest is seeing medical advancements and breakthroughs.
This pleased him more than anything else.
He's a medical freak!
So he was in a great mood at this moment and made such a small joke with Dr. Wu.
Chen Jiong went to fetch the medicine, but after a moment he still hadn't returned. The people in the room were getting impatient, whispering among themselves and making a low humming noise.
Everyone was talking about trivial matters, Wu Dafu and He Dafu were also discussing in a low voice.
"...That Bu Yang Huan Wu Tang, I'm afraid it's going to move blood." Dr. He said in a low voice to Dr. Wu, "Headache, is there blood stasis in the brain? If we use that medicine again to move blood, the person will not survive."
Mr. He is gentle in nature, and his reputation is far from that of Mr. Tang. However, his medical skills are also remarkable. The prescription given by Chen Jiong, he can also identify many medicinal properties.
He wasn't as bold as Mr. Tang. He couldn't accept such a heavy dose of Astragalus membranaceus. Dr. He treated illnesses with caution and stability.
That prescription is supposed to invigorate Qi and activate blood circulation, but the patient also has a headache. If we further activate blood circulation, I'm afraid it will be fatal.
"Hush!" Wu Daifu hastily stopped him from continuing, "That Chen Xiaoguan has a big background, let's not talk nonsense!"
"What's going on?" He Dafu also asked.
Dr. Wu shook his head again.
Two people whispered to each other, but their minds were completely different. Wu Dafu was thinking, who exactly is that Chen Yang, and can he make friends with him?
He Dafu thought that Fangzi was too reckless, and would Yang Lao's life be lost with just one dose of medicine? Tang Lao was indeed arrogant, but his medical skills were superb, how could he trust that child? What did the child's prescription have that caught Tang Lao's eye?
Gong Zhi and another Doctor Zhang were also talking in a low voice.
The doctors talked about medicine and illness; while the Yang family members were only concerned with whether their father or grandfather could wake up, when he would wake up, etc.
Another quarter of an hour passed and Chen Xuan still hadn't returned.
Everyone is getting impatient.
"What medicine is he taking?" someone in the Yang family whispered.
"I don't know."
Half an hour later, Chen Jiong finally returned, holding a tray with two medicinal pills. Behind him, Ming Feng followed, carrying a food box.
"This half day, he has only managed to make two small pills." The Yang family members thought to themselves, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.
"What kind of pill is this?" Several doctors thought.
Chen Jing placed the medicine pill on the tea table and said to Yang Zhi Zhou: "Old sir, please trouble your family member to bring a bowl of warm water. Crush half of this pill, dissolve it in water, and apply it to the patient's tongue. Remember to do it slowly, don't waste it, this medicine is extremely precious."
Those natural bezoars are so valuable that one An Gong Niuhuang pill is worth a hundred taels of gold.
Unless it's a stroke, meningitis or cerebral hemorrhage that is life-threatening, other illnesses really don't need to waste money on such expensive medicine.
Yang Zhi Zhou nodded and ordered someone to take care of it.
Mr. Tang's eyes sparkled again on one side.
Since Mingfeng brought in the Cow Bezoar, he had been thinking about its use. At this moment, the medicine pill was placed in front of him, and he must take a look.
Then he stepped forward and said to Chen Jiong and Yang Zhi Zhou: "Let me take a look at this medicine?"
"Alright." Chen Jing generously allowed him to take a look.
Mr. Tang held it in his hand, sniffed it, and looked at it for a long time, wishing he could taste it himself.
"What medicine is this and what is its use?" Mr. Tang asked Chen Jiong.
"Angong Niuhuang Wan." Chen Jing replied, "For treating coma."
He didn't say it carefully.
He never dared to underestimate any doctor, especially Mr. Tang Lao, whose eyes were like torches. If he told him without reservation, perhaps he would have studied the formula.
Family medical skills can be passed down, and naturally there must be something to rely on.
Chen Jiong's knowledge passed down from his ancestors is what he relies on, and will be passed on to his children and disciples in the future. Some ordinary ones can learn from each other, but for treating apoplexy and other high-end diseases, it is necessary to protect intellectual property rights, although he also plagiarized.
"Angong Niuhuang Wan..." Mr. Tang smiled and recited the name of this medicine, saying nothing more.
He knew Chen Jing was talking nonsense.
But Chen Jing refused to say more, and the old man didn't ask again.
Ming Feng quickly brought over warm water, dissolved half a pill in it, and instructed the servant to take it out and place it on Yang Dai Zhou's tongue.
Next, it's waiting again.
After about half an hour, Yang Dai Zhou woke up.
Mr. Tang knew that the effect of the medicine was very significant. He took another look at the food box that Mingfeng had just brought in, which must have been the leftover medicine prepared by Chen Jing.
It's possible to infer the formula from the medicinal residue, and Mr. Tang has this skill.
His gaze quickly swept over the lunchbox.
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