In the impoverished small mountain village at the foot of the mountain, Xue Zhong had just wandered down from the mountain with a bamboo basket on his back, when someone from the village came over with vegetable porridge and sweet potato buns: "Doctor Zhong, have you picked your nephew's herbs yet?"
"I've picked it, I've picked it, I'll bring it to you." Xue Zhong took the bamboo basket off his back, put it on the grass, picked and picked in it, took out a few herbs, and handed them to the farmer: "These herbs boil water , Boil three bowls of water into one bowl, drink it three times a day, it should be fine."
The man was very grateful, put down the vegetable porridge and sweet potato buns, and left with the medicinal materials.
After a while, a few more people came to get herbs, all of them were elderly people, and some were young guys.
Xue Zhong sorted the medicinal materials for those people one by one, and said inadvertently: "The weather is not good these few days, so many old people's old problems have been reversed, what's the matter with you young guys, come here to get the medicinal materials?"
Xue Zhong's excellent medical skills are obvious to all in the mountain village. He has cured many chronic diseases and does not charge medical fees.
Dr. Zhong also likes to drink, and some of the wine tastes just like hogwash, and he can drink it vigorously.
The people in the village are all poor. Although they have good intentions, they are still quite simple. They help each other with everything, and they are not bad for Xue Zhong who has not been in the village for a long time.
Seeing Dr. Zhong's question, one of the old men sighed deeply: "This child's injury happened a few years ago, and when it was rainy, his bones ached. This time it hurt again. I saw that this child is still young. It's like this when I was young, when I get older, I don't know what will happen, so I will bring him here for you to see..."
Doctor Zhong raised his eyelids and asked, "Young man, where does it hurt?"
One eye of the young man turned white, he should be blind, the other eye was intact, but looked a little dull, walked up to Dr. Zhong, rolled up his trousers with holes, pointed at his knees: "The bones here pain."
Dr. Zhong asked: "How did the root of the disease fall?"
The young man frowned tightly, as if recalling something bad, his fingers curled up in the coarse cloth cuffs clenched into fists, "After soaking in cold water for a whole day, after that, the root cause of the disease fell."
Dr. Zhong changed his usual silence, broke the casserole and asked the bottom line: "Why do you want to be immersed in icy water if you are so good?"
The old man next to him sighed: "You don't know something. You are immersed in the water because you want to die. If it weren't for being immersed in the ice water, my grandson's life might be gone."
Dr. Zhong pinched the young man's kneecap with rough fingers, and asked, "What happened back then? Tell me about it, so that I can prescribe the right medicine."
The old man started: "It's a long story, we are close to the mountain, there used to be a lot of prey on this mountain, the young master of the priest's mansion and the sons and brothers of the big families all liked to hunt in the mountain.
Later, the days became poorer and poorer, and each family went to the mountains to hunt, dig wild vegetables in spring, and hunt wild animals in winter. Year after year, the prey on the mountain was empty, and there were no living animals.
Later, when the two young masters from the priest's mansion grew up, they would often bring a group of people over to hunt. Seeing that there was no more prey, those sons felt that the game was not enjoyable, so they went down the mountain to catch the fast-running young men and went to the mountain. , Acting as prey for these people to ride and shoot.
If he dared not to go, he set fire to the houses in the village, hey! "