"Su Yi... Last time in Taiyang Mansion, you just told the prefect about his illness, but you didn't give any treatment methods. Are you really capable of treating it?"
Fu Dongqing stood up at this time, naturally to find face for the imperial doctors under his command.
"Medical Supervisor Fu, the main cause of Prefect Lin's illness is that those quack doctors failed to identify the cause, so they went in the opposite direction and aggravated the prefect's condition."
Su Yi said, walking up to Prefect Lin: "Actually, his problem is not a deficiency disease as those quack doctors think, but is caused by empirical evidence."
"Proof?"
Fu Dongqing frowned: "How is this possible? Prefect Lin is so old and he has been tired all year round. How can this be evidence?"
Mr. Zhang also stepped forward and said with a sneer: "The prefect's face is as white as plain cloth. This is obviously a deficiency syndrome, and his pulse is thin and weak. How can this be confirmed?"
Others also pointed at Su Yi and talked nonsense, which had no medical knowledge at all.
Su Yi smiled faintly and said, "Don't you know that the most imaginary is real, and the most real is imaginary?"
When Mr. Zhang heard this, he looked disdainful and said: "What you said is quite reasonable. Then let me ask you, where did this realization come from?"
"It's caused by wind evil!"
Su Yi said and looked at Lin Wanyue and asked, "Did Prefect Lin ever lie down under the eaves or in a windy place before getting sick?"
When he asked, Lin Wanyue suddenly thought of something: "Yes, before my father became ill, he was lying in the study that night, but did not close the window, so the next day... he appeared groggy. The situation is getting worse.”
"It's serious because the doctors you looked for couldn't find the cause at all. They just thought that Prefect Lin was weak and blindly gave him tonics. This was like giving him delicious food to a well-fed man. In the end, It gave him indigestion.”
Upon hearing this, Lin Wanyue hurriedly stepped forward: "Su Yi, you, please save my father!"
She said biting her lips: "As long as you can save him, I can promise you anything... Please!"
As she spoke, she knelt on the ground.
Seeing this, Su Yi was a little moved and said, hurriedly helping her up: "This disease is actually not difficult... There is an acupuncture point in the human body called Fengchi point. All you need to do is bleed on this point."
"So simple?"
Lin Wanyue couldn't believe it. Mr. Zhang and others were also on the side, muttering, and Fu Dongqing stepped forward: "Su Yi, I can understand using needles on this acupuncture point, but what is the meaning of bloodletting?"
"Although acupuncture can also be used to relieve the disease, at this moment, the qi in Taishou Lin's body is blocked by wind evil. Ordinary acupuncture has no effect. Now only bloodletting can expel the wind evil in his body."
With that said, Su Yi called over to Fu Lin, who was standing aside and watching: "Sister, go get me a knife and a wine cup."
"Me?" Fu Lin pointed at herself.
"Yes, go quickly!" Su Yi urged.
Fu Lin said "Oh", but after looking at Fu Dongqing, she turned around and ran inside, and quickly took out what Su Yi wanted.
Amid everyone's discussion, Su Yi followed the instructions and released a cupful of blood.
Until the wine cup was full, Prefect Lin did not move. Seeing this, Mr. Zhang and others sneered from the side: "Prefect Lin is not awake yet, Su Yi, it seems like you..."
At this moment, a "gululu" sound came from Taishou Lin's throat, and then his eyes moved. Su Wen smiled and said: "Wanyue, look!"
Lin Wanyue knelt and walked to Taishou Lin: "Father, father, wake up!"
Su Yi then handed the knife and wine cup to Fu Lin beside him, then smiled and said: "Thank you for your hard work, young lady... I'll make you a cup of warm strong tea."
"oh oh!"
Fu Lin saw that Prefect Lin was making a move. She was already conquered by the handsome man in front of her and his medical skills. He respected him like a god and obeyed his words. She turned around and ran in.
It seemed that he had forgotten to ask his father, Fu Dongqing.
By the time Fu Lin's warm and strong tea was brought out, Taishou Lin had already sat up and was lying in Lin Wanyue's arms. Su Yirang gave Taishou Lin the strong tea to drink.
He then looked at Fu Dongqing and others: "Prefect Lin only needs to recuperate for a period of time before he can completely recover. Everyone, do you think that I, a man from the countryside and from a small place, can enter the discernment of the masters of traditional Chinese medicine?" Woolen cloth?"
Su Yi's words made everyone present bow their heads in shame. At this moment, Mr. Zhang was no longer as arrogant as before, but looked respectful: "I just said... I'm sorry!"
After he finished speaking, he bowed ninety degrees to Su Yi.
The other two elders also stepped forward to salute Su Yi. The three elders of the Imperial Hospital had extraordinary status and all did the same. Others also stepped forward to salute and apologize to Su Yi.
Su Wen, who was on the side, smiled and nodded to Su Yi when he saw this scene.
"Let's talk in the house."
Fu Dongqing called for people to help Prefect Lin into the house. Lin Wanyue thanked Su Yi again.
At this time, the three elders discussed with several imperial doctors, and then Elder Zhang stepped forward and said to Fu Dongqing: "Mr. Fu, in half a month there will be a medical conference that is held every five years. At that time, famous doctors from all over the world will gather in the Great Zhou Dynasty. In the capital, there are also Xinglin masters from neighboring countries coming, and there will be a competition in medical skills... I, Da Zhou, lost to Great Korea last time, and if Su Yi can participate this time, I think Da Zhou will be able to regain the Divine Doctor Order again. "
When Fu Dongqing heard this, he felt it made sense. He looked at Su Yi and said, "Mr. Zhang and others are right. Su Yi, I, Da Zhou, have always been in charge of the Divine Doctor Order, but at the last medical conference, Da Zhou Park Shengtai from South Korea actually defeated the three elders of my Royal Hospital and took away the Divine Doctor Order. If you can participate, you can definitely win back the Divine Doctor Order for Dazhou."
The three elders and all the imperial doctors also nodded, looking at Su Yi with eager and expectant eyes.
"Pharmaceutical conference?"
Su Yi thought for a while and shook his head: "I'm not interested, and I don't want to take away some miracle doctor's order."
To everyone's surprise, such a good thing was actually rejected by him.
Fu Dongqing and others tried to persuade him again and again, but Su Yi just said goodbye and left, leaving the Royal Hospital with Su Wei, Lin Wanyue and his daughter.
On the way back, Su Wen asked in confusion: "Why did you refuse to participate in the medical conference? This is an opportunity to become famous all over the world."
Su Yi lay lazily in Su Wan's arms, crossed his legs, and murmured in a leisurely manner: "People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong. The old man told me that a good name can attract jealousy, and wealth can attract others." Damn, I will be the president of the Dazhou Chamber of Commerce and a second-rank official of Dazhou. I have already gained both fame and fortune. Isn’t this enough? The Medical Conference...Those old guys can’t even handle it. I don’t know what they said. It’s so simple, why don’t I stay with you and live my comfortable life?”
"this……"
Su Wen thought for a while, then chuckled, and gently tapped Su Yi's head with her hand: "You are still smart!"
