The first Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty

"Go ahead and invite more doctors."

Li Gaoyuan nodded and agreed.

However, Li Gaoyuan's thoughts were not on those doctors, but on Zhong Wen.

When these doctors came for diagnosis and treatment, they didn't find any abnormalities at all. If it wasn't for Zhong Wen's reminder, they might still give a healthy word.

Naturally, at this moment, Li Gaoyuan believed in Zhong Wen even more.

But the problem, or cause, is unknown.

As for inviting all the doctors in Yun Township for consultation, I don't know if anyone knows what the disease is.

But according to Zhong Wen's own opinion, Li Zhengxiang must die.

After all, the whole body is shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, and it is thick and scary.

Although Zhong Wen only took his pulse and took a rough look at Li Zhengxiang's body and complexion, he didn't find any other problems.

As for whether the doctors who will come over later can really find the cause, it depends on the medical skills of these doctors in Yunxiang.

"Lady Li, the dining room here is a bit small, please move to the hall."

Zhong Wen watched Li Gaoyuan staring at him, feeling a little guilty.

Zhong Wen is really guilty.

Li Zhengxiang was his grandson, and Zhong Wen had brought up the problem, but he couldn't say a word about the problem.

If everyone in the Li family were begging for him, Zhong Wen probably wouldn't be able to.

Medical skills have now become what Zhong Wen most wants to learn at the moment.

However, this is not something that Zhong Wen can learn immediately if he wants to learn it. It takes time and clinical experience, and it requires a large number of patients to improve his medical skills.

At present, Zhong Wen is just a little Taoist priest who has memorized a lot of medical books.

In terms of treatment, it is estimated that even a doctor can suppress him.

"Everyone go to the hall and order more oil lamps."

Li Gaoyuan nodded in agreement and said, it is indeed a bit inconvenient to be in this dining room, and the place is not that big, so there may not be a place to stand when the doctors come over in a while.

The crowd surrounded Li Gaoyuan and Li Zhengxiang and went to the hall, leaving some servants to clean up the dining room.

Along the way, those women and girls stared at Li Zhengxiang while wiping away their tears.

Li Zhengxiang's face was dull, his eyes were dull, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

But Li Gaoyuan was silent all the way.

He has his thoughts, he has his heart.

Zhong Wen was also silent all the way, walking behind everyone.

When everyone came to the hall, the servants had already lit a lot of oil lamps in the hall, illuminating the entire Ruo Da hall.

At the same time, the servants did not know where to move a low table and some wooden stools, and temporarily placed them in the center of the hall.

It is estimated that these servants have been instructed and are ready to wait for the doctors to come for consultation.

Zhong Wen was invited to sit on the side, and everyone sat down accordingly.

Not long after, a large number of doctors were brought in by a steward.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Li Fucheng bowed to the doctor who came to show his master's intention.After the doctors responded politely, they began to diagnose Li Zhengxiang's pulse.

There are five doctors invited this time, plus the original three, a total of eight doctors. As for the medical skills, it is hard to say.

But the doctors who can open a medical clinic or sit in the hall in Yunxiang definitely have a few brushes. As for whether there are more or less brushes, it depends on today.

"What do you think? Have you ever seen this kind of pulse? Do you know what disease Li Langjun is suffering from?"

A former doctor asked the doctor who had just taken the pulse.

The urgency in his heart was no less than that of everyone in the Li family.

As for why he was so anxious, Zhong Wen probably wanted to know the reason of this patient.

But Zhong Wen didn't know that the Li family was a big family in Yunxiang, and all the new officials who came to Yunxiang had to come and pay a visit.

After all, Li Gaoyuan was once an official of the previous dynasty.

Although he is an official of the former dynasty, there are quite a few of his disciples. Moreover, his disciples are now officials and officials in various places in the court. It is unlikely that some of the official staff will agree.

Although the members of the Li family have no official positions now, their energy cannot be underestimated.

Not to mention these doctors, they dare not offend the Li family at will.

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The night began to deepen.

The doctors were still discussing something, and even some doctors started to bring a lot of medical books from their own homes.

It doesn't matter if it's late at night or whatever.

They probably have to find out what is the cause of Li Zhengxiang's disease, or even want to find out the cause of the disease.

As for Li's family, there was basically no one with a good face.

Perhaps, among them, Zhong Wen himself is the only one with a slightly better complexion.

The matter was made by him.

But now, like an outsider, quietly leaning against the door, watching these doctors discussing.

To be honest, Zhong Wen could only see the gloomy aura in Li Zhengxiang's whole body, and he could diagnose his trembling pulse, but he couldn't tell the cause, and he also didn't know what disease Li Zhengxiang had.

As for the cure, Zhong Wen couldn't do it at all.

At present, we can only see whether these doctors can find the cause of the disease.

In fact, Zhong Wen knew what Li Gaoyuan was thinking.

From the way Li Gaoyuan looked at him, it could be seen that Li Gaoyuan wanted to ask Zhong Wen for help in healing.

The person who can first see that his grandson has physical problems must have some means. He Li Gaoyuan believed in his friend Li Daoling, and now, he began to transfer this belief to his disciples of Li Daoling.

However, it backfired.

Zhong Wen can only watch, but he can't cure it.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the doctors in the hall are still going on.

But Zhong Wen bid farewell to Li Gaoyuan and the others and went to bed.

At this time, Zhong Wen's behavior was really inappropriate, but Zhong Wen stayed here, and he could only be regarded as a spectator, and could not help anything.

Besides, Zhong Wen was really helpless with this disease.

After returning to the wing.

Zhong Wen meditated and calmed down.

"It seems that I'd better leave tomorrow, so as not to cause trouble to the Li family."

Zhong Wen has his own ideas.

I don't have the ability to cure Li Zhengxiang, and I can't even find out the cause.

Apart from being able to see the gloomy aura covering Li Zhengxiang's body, he didn't know anything about it.

Not to mention any healing and saving lives.

When it comes to treating illnesses and saving lives, I guess I'm not even as good as those doctors who treat illnesses all the year round, and staying here by myself will only cause trouble.

The next morning.

"Layman Li, Jiushou is on a long journey. Thank you, Layman Li, for staying overnight. After Jiushou returns, I will definitely report to Master."

After Zhong Wen started at dawn, he packed up everything and bid farewell to Li Gaoyuan and his family.

"Nine-headed Daoist, how can you leave? My grandson's illness has not been found out yet. Nine-headed Daoist, please stay and save Zhengxiang."

When Li Gaoyuan saw Zhong Wen coming to bid farewell to him with a burden on his back, he was both surprised and surprised.

Zhong Wen talked about his grandson's illness, but he still hasn't found out the reason. As a grandfather, how could he not be worried.

But today seeing that Zhong Wen was about to say goodbye, how could he be willing to let Zhong Wen go.

"Forgive Jiushou for his inability to do anything. Although Jiushou can see Li Xiaoli's illness, but he can't cure it. And although Jiushou has learned from his master for many years, his medical skills are far inferior to these doctors. Old Layman Li, very Jiushou didn't want to treat Li Xiaoju, but went beyond Jiushou's ability."

Zhong Wen felt very sorry, and saluted Li Gaoyuan to show his helplessness.

Perhaps, this is what Zhong Wen had in mind.

As a Taoist priest and a doctor, but he can't cure diseases and save people, and he feels boundless loneliness in his heart.

Although Zhong Wen has seen many dead people, Zhong Wen still has good intentions for this ordinary person.

Moreover, Li Daoling had warned Zhong Wen when he was studying medicine with him.

Doctors, be kind.

Doctors must be kind.

Doctors must be virtuous.

A doctor must have patients in the world in his heart.

But now, a dying patient was right in front of his eyes, but he couldn't help it.

Regardless of the reasons, Zhong Wen is still a doctor after all.

It's just a pity that although Zhong Wen is a doctor, he hasn't learned much, and he really lost his reputation as a doctor.

"This……"

Li Gaoyuan listened to what Zhong Wen said, and seeing the loneliness on Zhong Wen's face, his heart also began to sink.

"Old Layman Li, although Jiushou can't heal Little Layman Li, Jiushou has heard of a person who is extremely skilled in medicine. If Layman Li can find this person, maybe the disease that Little Layman Li suffers from can be cured. .”

Zhong Wen suddenly thought that the most famous doctor in the Tang Dynasty came.

If Li Gaoyuan and the others could find this person, they might be able to cure Li Zhengxiang's illness.

"Nine-headed Taoist priest, who is this person?"

After hearing this, Li Gaoyuan became anxious and shouted.

"This man practices medicine all over the world and treats the common people. The common people often call him a miracle doctor. He is Sun Simiao."

Zhong Wen came thinking of some famous doctors that he only knew in his previous life, and this Sun Simiao was the first to bear the brunt, as if he was a person from the early Tang Dynasty.

It can be said that Sun Simiao is a great master in the history of Chinese medicine.

And his "Thousands of Golden Prescriptions" is still used in the field of traditional Chinese medicine until now, and it has been unedited for thousands of years. It can be said to be a clinical encyclopedia in the history of medicine.

But Chinese medicine is difficult to learn, and it cannot be learned in a day or two. It takes a long time to learn it. Sun Simiao has at least decades of learning, treating diseases for decades, and rich experience. Zhong Wen believed that as long as Sun Simiao came over, he would be able to find out the problem.

However, at this time, Zhong Wen had studied medicine for several years, but he was unable to become a good doctor, let alone a generation of medical masters.

"Sun Simiao, Sun Miracle Doctor, I have heard of this person, but I have never seen him. Moreover, Sun Miracle Doctor's whereabouts are erratic, where can I find him?"

After Li Gaoyuan listened to Zhong Wen's words, the hope he had placed in his heart dropped again.

Zhong Wen's idea is not the best policy.

Li Gaoyuan had heard of Sun Simiao's name a long time ago, but as Zhong Wen said, it would be the best thing to find this genius doctor.

However, those who knew Sun Simiao's name basically knew that his whereabouts were hard to find.

"Layman Li, as far as I know, Sun Simiao spends most of his time practicing medicine near Zhongnan Mountain. You just need to look around Zhongnan Mountain, and you will be able to find it."

Relying on his only memory of Sun Simiao, Zhong Wen told Li Gaoyuan what he knew about Sun Simiao's whereabouts.

As for whether it is true or not, Zhong Wen really can't tell the truth from the false.

After all, some Daozang history books record Sun Simiao's whereabouts, and there are only a few words.

What's more, Sun Simiao is a person, not a thing. Naturally, he can run and jump. Maybe he is in Zhongnan Mountain this month, and he will be thousands of miles away next month.

"Jiu Shou Daoist's words are true? Is Sun Miracle Doctor near Zhongnan Mountain?"