It is said that Sun Simiao is practicing medicine and collecting herbs in Aoshan Mountain under Taibai Mountain. One night, he was writing "A Book in the Pillow" in a cave in the cave, which is a healthy and long-lived encyclopedia. Around midnight, there was "bang, bang" thunder in the distance. Thunder is getting louder and louder from far and near, and the window lattice is also "squeaking" by the earthquake. At the same time, it rained heavily outside. Sun Simiao's heart is tied to the book, and she is still writing attentively.
Suddenly, he heard a knock at the door and opened it. He saw a tall old man in a yellow robe and a thin face standing outside. The old man's eyes are big and round, flashing red, like a pair of red lanterns hanging high. The old man with a smile on his face is not scary. It is strange that it is raining cats and dogs outside, but there is no rain star on the old man. Stranger still, as soon as the old man entered the cave, the thunder and heavy rain outside suddenly stopped.
The old man sat on the stool beside Sun Simiao and said weakly that he had come to seek medical treatment. Sun Simiao carefully felt the pulse of the old man. He felt his pulse and looked at the old man's face. After a while, he frowned and thought, it's strange that this old man's rain pulse is not as floating, heavy, stagnant, counted, slippery, astringent, empty and solid as ordinary people's pulse. He confidently said in a consulting tone, "You are probably not human, are you?"
The old man froze at once and was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and put his head forward. He said mysteriously, "Sir, what do you think I am?"
Sun Simiao carefully checked his pulse for a while and said to the old man, "Your pulse rises like a cloud, whistling leisurely, and falls like a river, overflowing thousands of miles. You must be ... a dragon! "
The old man cocked his thumb and said cheerfully, "To tell you the truth, I am the King of Jinghe River. I got a strange disease six months ago, and I was hungry, but my esophagus seemed to be blocked by something. Can't eat hard food, only drink thin soup, often have a fever and have a bad temper. Now my dragon body is getting worse every day, and now it has become a bone. I heard people praise Mr. Wang's medical skills. Sir, your pulse is really accurate! "
Sun Simiao said, "I know your illness. However, I can't cure it. " Long Jun of Jinghe said, "No, my husband is a saint between heaven and earth. If you cure my illness, Xiaolong will stand by for you for a hundred years. "
Sun Simiao thought for a moment and said, "Well, you became a man tonight. I really can't cure your illness, and I don't have any medicine at hand. Tomorrow afternoon, if you really come, I will definitely pull out your illness. "
Hearing this, the old man left happily.
The next morning, Sun Simiao walked around Taibai Mountain, tore off some herbs, roasted them, made a big pot of black and red medicinal soup, mixed with colorful powder, and specially made several lilies one foot and five inches long.
In the afternoon, just after lunch, Sun Simiao mentioned how she was demoted to Jing and Long Jun, when she heard a muffled thunder coming from the northern sky. When he went out, he saw a dark cloud flying from north to south. He knew it was Jinghe Long Jun. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he quickly ran to the back peak.
At this time, the flying dark clouds are slowly descending towards the back mountain peak. Electricity is flashing, thunder is ringing and rain is falling in the sky. When Sun Simiao climbed the mountain behind him, he shouted, "Long Jun! Don't come down! Did you hear that? Don't come down ... "A flash of lightning, a loud thunder, fell on the Millennium cypress tree less than ten meters away in front of him. The cypress was split in half, and Sun Simiao was unconscious in the mud, and the cold rain woke him up again. He struggled to get up, shouted again and ran towards the mountain behind him. When he reached Houfeng, jujube thorns hung his clothes into rags, and fine sand and gravel left a lot of blood on his feet.
Thick dark clouds fell on the back mountain peak, and a faucet emerged from the cracks in the clouds. Scene and Long Jun looked at Sun Simiao puzzled.
Panting loudly, Sun Simiao said to Jing and Long Jun, "No one in our mountain has ever seen a dragon. They'll be scared when they see your face. You'd better hide. "
The Dragon King of Jinghe shrank his head, thought absently, and stretched out his head and said, "Well, go home and wait for me."
There are dark clouds on the waist of Aoshan Mountain. As soon as Sun Simiao entered the yard where he lived, she heard a sound of "Ah". A big hole appeared on the zhaobi in the yard, with a faucet sticking out. Long Jun of Jinghe smiled and said, "I came here from the foot of the deserted back mountain. I'm hiding in the mountains, so I won't scare people, will I? "
It was thoughtful of Sun Simiao to praise many Long Jun. Then, he brought a pot of soup for Jing and Long Jun to drink. Many dragon soldiers saw that there was nothing hard in the soup, so they blew a sigh with their noses and craned their necks to take a sip. Then he frowned and pouted. "What medicine is this?" Sour, spicy, hemp and bitter, it tastes terrible. "
"This is called' Longdan Xiegan Quhuo Decoction'. People often say: good medicine tastes bitter and is good for illness, so it is best to drink it quickly. "
Jing and Long Jun shook their heads and said, "I have never tasted such bitter soup." I don't drink. "
Sun Simiao said contemptuously, "Hey, you are not as big as our six or seven-year-old doll in Taibai Mountain. They drink this soup like porridge. As the owner of a river, you are afraid of bitter medicine, so you become a horned loach and a scaly earthworm. "
Hearing this, Long Jun of Jinghe frowned, pursed his mouth and blew gently with his nose. There was a wind that almost overturned the medicine basin.
Sun Simiao thought that it is impossible to treat many Long Jun like people. If we don't stop him, there will be no rule of law for diseases, which will lead to trouble. So, he quietly hid the lily, suddenly grabbed the dragon horn, aimed at an acupoint next to the dragon horn, and stuck it with a needle. The dragon screamed at it in pain. I want to wag my tail, but my body is soft and I can't shake it. I want to blow-dry my hair, and my voice is weak. After Sun Simiao twisted the lily, the dragon stopped hurting, but it still had no strength. Long Jun of Jinghe finally held his head high and said weakly, "Although I am ill, I am still a black dragon. I am still the master of the big river and I have the ability to cross the river. Who knows, sir, I am a thread of noodles. You people are amazing! "
Sun Simiao took out another lily and waved it in front of many Long Jun. He said, "Cut the crap and finish the soup quickly. If there is still a little left, I will tie it. " Say, grab the dragon horn, press hard, and press the faucet in the big medicine basin. Jing and Long Jun were afraid that Sun Simiao would stick needles again, so they had to drink the medicine "glug, glug". Finally, it couldn't help it. It barked "wow, wow" several times, and vomited the hot and sour soup and sticky pus all over the floor, and suddenly felt much better.
Sun Simiao pulled out the needle, pointed to the sticky purulent blood, and said to Jing and Long Jun with a smile, "That purulent blood bag blocked your esophagus, which caused you to have a fever and anorexia. How can you eat hard things? "
Long Jun of Jinghe said, "It was half a year ago when I was eating, and I accidentally caught the hook. I hate that I was not cured at the time, but it is very strange. " He asked again, "Sir, I have never heard of the soup you just gave me!" "
Sun Simiao smiled and said, "What potion is that? It is a herbal medicine synthesized by some flowers and plants for clearing away heat and diminishing inflammation. This anti-inflammatory drug has entered your esophagus so that I can treat your pustule with acupuncture. "
At Sun Simiao's words, Long Jun of Jinghe nodded like a docile sheep. Later, Sun Simiao gave some tonics to Jing and Long Jun, and Long Jun thanked him again and again. Jing and Long Jun rested in the cave for a few days. After Yun Fei recovered completely, they drove him away ...?
The author wrote these, lost in thought, and was surprised by Sun Simiao's wit and determination, as well as Jing and Long Jun's kindness. He thought of some people who struggle for power and profit, forget profit and are insatiable, and specially sang an ancient song to show appreciation and criticism.
Wrote a legend, wrote a few words of ancient romance:
If lightning strikes Wan Li, Longxing, clouds carry rain through buildings. ?
A thunderbolt shocked the world, and Wan Li Thunder shocked the world.
The black dragon is in poor health, thin, gaunt and soft.
Become an old man seeking medical treatment, pleading with the drug king and the immortal.
Invisibility is intended not to disturb people and hide majesty. ?
Judging the situation determines the medical case and treats it according to the syndrome differentiation. ?
The king of medicine used the golden needle to subdue the dragon, and he was bold and cautious. ?
The dragon king crossed the river and fell into the sea, and the golden needle pierced his body. ?
"Gentian purges the liver" helps the world for a long time, and "good medicine tastes bitter" is widely circulated. Clearing away heat and diminishing inflammation, benefiting viscera, expelling toxin and removing blood stasis, and recovering from illness.
In order to repay the King of Medicine for saving his life, the temple has stood in the class for generations. ?
How much fame and fortune in the world, ingratitude should be ashamed.
Taibai herbal medicine is powerful, and it costs less to treat miscellaneous diseases.
China's treasure Chinese medicine, both prevention and treatment, but also beauty.
It has a long history and exquisite craftsmanship, and generations of famous doctors have saved the suffering.
? About the author: People from Meixian County, Shaanxi Province. Editor-in-chief: Selected Poems of Taibai Mountain Choir, Legend of Sun Simiao, Sea Fairy Tales of Taibai Mountain, Proud Brother Won Viagra at Last, Report on Agriculture, Countryside and Farmers in Sichuan (deputy editor).