I opened a medical clinic in ancient times

After Yang Boheng arrived at the medical center, he only felt that compared with the outside, the inside of the medical center was very cool and comfortable. He really wished he could just stay in the medical center and not go anywhere else. The summer nights were sweltering and full of mosquitoes. There is no such thing as a comfortable stay in the spring hall this time.

It's a pity...the ice in Huichun Hall is only available during the day.

The sun was also out at this moment, Yang Boheng wiped the sweat from his brisk walking, and drank a bowl of sour plum soup as soon as he entered the door. Immediately, he felt that the heat disappeared, and he felt much more relaxed.

At this moment, there were more and more people in Huichun Hall.

Except for those who came to see a doctor, a large part of them came to their clinic to buy sour plum soup and mung bean soup.

As the weather is getting hotter and hotter, the sour plum soup in the medical hall is very popular. Some people who feel that they are suffering from heat stroke come to the Huichun hall, and they don't even drink a bowl of heat-clearing and refreshing soup. Instead, they drink a bowl of sour plum soup first. Feeling that his heat was gone, he turned and walked out of the hospital.

The sour plum soup made by the shopkeeper Xue Da is indeed a "good medicine" for relieving summer heat.

In such a season, this sour plum soup almost surpassed the eight-treasure porridge in their shop, and was honored with the title of the best in Lin'an City.

Fortunately, the method of making this sour plum soup is not difficult. Xue Qingling cooks pots of sour plum soup every day, and Pei Shu can immediately freeze the freshly boiled sour plum soup. Therefore, the sour plum soup in their medical center can be continuously supplied throughout the day.

This also led to... Even the neighbors from the whole street had to come over early to buy a few bowls of sour plum soup to go back.

Sour plum soup is much better than the herbs in the store...

So much so that there is a guy at the door who sells sour plum soup there.

Foreigners passing by their medical center, that is, the porridge shop, accidentally misunderstood them as selling herbal tea. Xue Qingling was always troubled in the face of these misunderstandings, but his sour plum soup was different from eight-treasure porridge. It doesn't affect anything, and this rare and cheap sour plum soup to cool off the heat, drinking a bowl in such weather can indeed help many toiling people under the scorching sun to cool off the heat.

That's why he and Pei Shu continued to sell sour plum soup in the medical hall.

"Forget it, the herbal tea shop is the herbal tea shop... It seems that the money for selling sour plum soup these days is more than the money for medicine..."

Xue Qingling fiddled with her little abacus a few times, mocking herself, even if there is a great doctor here, his family's medicine money can't sell sour plum soup.

Of course, it's just that the herbal medicines can't be sold for money. If Pei Shu's consultation fee is added, the income from practicing medicine in their clinic will still far exceed the money from selling sour plum soup.

Pei Shu walked up to him, and explained, "This means that our clinic is still supported by Master Xue."

"It all depends on the soup selling and nourishing clinic of our big shopkeeper."

Xue Qingling laughed when he heard his words, dropped the abacus in her hand, ran to Pei Shu, and said in a teasing tone: "This soup is not only due to me alone, but also thanks to little doctor Pei. Contribute."

Without Pei Shu's free unlimited ice maker, it would be impossible for them to have so many iced sour plum soups in their clinic.

"It's a pity that Dr. Pei has studied medicine for more than ten years, and now he can only make a living by selling sour plum soup. It's really embarrassing..."

……

In the afternoon, a man was carried into the hospital. The man was pale and lying on a stretcher. He was obviously exhausted. He was shaking all over and murmured in pain. There was a human beside him. : "Doctor, doctor, come and show him."

Tang Gui looked anxious and sent his friend to Huichun Hall. Today, he didn't know what happened. He was reading a book in the room, but his classmate suddenly fell to the ground, dizzy, feeling cold all over, mouth Constantly screaming uncomfortable.

Tang Liu was lying on the stretcher, feeling very uncomfortable all over. He kept complaining about the tormenting heat in his heart. He was the most afraid of heat. In such weather, he wished he could dive into the icy water.

Fortunately, he has not had time to get into the icy water, but he feels that his body is heavy, his head is dizzy, and he can't read the words in the book completely.

He only felt that his whole body was chilly, and at the same time he felt that he was being fumigated by waves of thick heat. This strange double feeling made him sick and want to vomit.

After being carried into the medical hall, Tang Liu smelled a faint scent of medicine, and immediately felt a lot more comfortable in his heart. Moreover, the inside of the medical hall was neither cold nor hot, which was more comfortable than the hot sun outside. too much.

Tang Gui wiped the sweat from his forehead. Strange to say, all the heat disappeared once he entered the spring hall.

It seems that once entering this medical center, the whole person's body and mind are at peace.

——It’s a good place to read a book.

After Pei Shu came over to diagnose Tang Liu, he judged it to be "Yin heat", that is, in this big summer, excessive greed for coolness, and being invaded by wind evil, caused the symptoms of yin heat.

"What did you eat today?"

Tang Liu cried out in pain, "It's just ordinary things..."

"Is there anything cold?"

"Eat..." Tang Liu stammered, "I ate a big watermelon that was kept in the well all night."

"Apart from this?"

Tang Gui spoke up: "I also drank three pots of cold water at noon, and ate two bowls of iced bean paste at Mrs. Sun's house..."

Tang Liu: "This...it's nothing."

Pei Shu: "If it's really nothing, you won't come to the clinic, and don't eat too much in the future."

After reading the people, Pei Shu went to write a suitable Sini Tang, and went to the medicine cabinet to grab the medicine.

Tang Gui helped Tang Liu up from the stretcher and let him sit on a chair in the hospital. The two of them waited together for the people in the hospital to boil the medicine. Both of them were going to take the talent examination next year. Now Still two young students, Tang Gui failed the exam three times. This time he felt ruthless that he must be admitted as a scholar, so he held a book in his hand every day and watched and studied from time to time.

Tang Liu admired Tang Gui's hard work, but he didn't take it seriously. He always sneaked around to find something delicious when the other party was studying.

Even when he sent his friend to the hospital, Tang Gui still did not forget to hold a book in his hand. Seeing that Tang Liu's condition improved, he no longer cared about him, but took out a book from his arms. A book, silently read and study in a low voice.

The sick Tang Liu picked out his ears, but he didn't expect to be forced to listen to this nerd in this medical center.

Pei Shu handed over the prescription to Xue Qingling, and asked his shopkeeper to get the medicine. By the way, he used this as an example to remind his shopkeeper, Xue Da, not to be gluttonous and cold.

"Don't steal the iced lotus seed soup later."

Xue Qingling grabbed the medicine, "Who said I stole it? Did you catch it? Don't wrong the shopkeeper."

"I saw it with both eyes, you little greedy cat who stole food, I thought you cooked it for me on purpose, but who knew you were stealing it yourself... Tsk tsk, you don't even remember to wipe your mouth clean after eating."

Xue Qingling hurriedly wiped her mouth belatedly.

At such times, he envied Pei Shu very much for having good martial arts, internal strength to protect the body, not to be invaded by cold and heat, and his body was better than ordinary people.

"Doctor Pei, can I learn martial arts from you?"

"It's ok, but you're old now, so I guess you won't be able to become a peerless master." This martial art, unless you're a genius with rare bones, and encounters frequent adventures, you still have to rely on the boy's skill—— It is necessary to practice hard from childhood to adulthood in order to achieve success in learning.

Xue Qingling has grown up now, and all the bones that should have grown have grown. Some movements are only practiced now, and the bones have to be loosened.

"You probably won't be able to learn anything else, so I'll just teach you a set of mind-nourishing formulas." This mind-nourishing formula is a set of very basic inner strength training methods. It basically has no offensive ability. It is equivalent to a set of health exercises. The usefulness is to cultivate the body and mind, and prolong life. Another name is the tortoise magic skill. If it is practiced well and there are no accidents, it is not a problem to live to be more than 100 years old.

Xue Qingling surrounded the other party curiously, thumped the back of his young doctor Pei attentively, and asked secretly, "Is there any benefit after learning?"

"Advantage? Maybe it will allow you to drink more bowls of ice sour plum soup?"

Xue Qingling: "..."

"Otherwise, what else do you want?"

Xue Qingling sighed and said angrily, "Then I still want to eat iced watermelon."

Tang Liu couldn't help rubbing his ears for the tenth time, snatched the book from Tang Gui, and complained: "I'm sick, can you stop reading these things that give me a headache..."

"This is in the medical hall, it's useless if you read too much."

Tang Gui sighed, "You don't understand, I must be a scholar this year..."

"I think you need to get advice from a famous teacher. It's useless to study so stupidly. After I recover from this illness, I will go with you to visit Master Song..."

Tang Gui listened and agreed: "You are right."

He read and read in this way by himself, but it really didn't work.

Tang Gui put the book down, and he read the book silently for most of the day. He was feeling thirsty at the moment. Seeing that the spring hall seemed to be selling sour plum soup, he went to buy a bowl.

Tang Liu looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus in the other party's sour plum soup and swallowed.

There seemed to be bits of crushed ice floating inside, and that icy-sweet sour smell infinitely stimulated the secretion of saliva.

"Can you buy me a bowl too?"

Tang Gui: "...do you still eat?"

"It's okay, I'm here at the clinic, drinking some sour plum soup is nothing..."

Pei Shu passed by the two people and reminded: "Don't eat raw or cold food for three days, don't even think about drinking watermelon iced bean paste and sour plum soup."

Tang Liu only felt hopeless physically and mentally.

Now there are a lot of people coming and going in the medical center, all of them are suffering from heatstroke, all kinds of heat-relief soups and sour plum soup are delicious, but he, who has some kind of yin heat for no reason, can't even get a bowl of sour plum soup.

After Tang Gui finished drinking the sour plum soup in his hand, he picked up his book again and began to study hard.

Pei Shu, who has excellent hearing ability, listened to the man babbling on and on, and seemed to be working very hard, but he listened carefully to the other party's content.

It reminded him of someone involuntarily.

The one who dragged the coffin home...