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    Chapter 293 Inducing Vomiting Hong Shangshu¡¯s mansion was built gorgeously and extravagantly. The courtyard of the inner house was beautiful and exquisite. The path paved with bluestones was clean and extended to the bottom of the steps. There were several pots of wintersweet bonsai on both sides of the road.  £¤f, The plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the wintersweet branches are stretching out and stretching towards each other, lazily and gracefully, sending out the delicate fragrance.  Chen Jing and others entered the house and waited in the east corner first while the maid went into the back room to report.  After a while, the silver-red curtain moved, and a man of medium height came out.  He is in his fifties, lean and fair, with a somewhat feminine look on his face.  Chen Jing was stunned for a moment.  "Master Hong." King Qi has already greeted you.  Chen Jing also hurriedly bowed to the ceremony, and at the same time he was very surprised: the Hong Shangshu he imagined should be a fat old man, or a thin and dignified person.  But as for the man in front of me, he is as feminine as a eunuch.  " Hong Shangshu's face does not look like an old man, but an old lady. The flesh on his cheeks is slightly sunken, more like an old lady with shriveled teeth. " Chen Jing really didn't expect that.  "Is this Divine Doctor Chen?" Hong Shangshu asked politely.  As soon as he opened his mouth, his feminine aura became much lighter, because he spoke powerfully and mellowly.  "I don't dare to be a miracle doctor." Chen Jing replied, "I just learned a few tricks." It's good for young people to know how to be humble.  Hong Shangshu¡¯s first impression of Chen Jing was good.  Chen Jing is tall, slender and straight, and has an air of dignity; he has dignified features and humble speech, and he looks very reliable.  Like being from a medical family.  Hong Shangshu inquired about Chen Jing for a long time, and he knew that Chen Jing was a young man.  Seeing Chen Jing so immature.  Hong Shangshu was not surprised or suspicious.  "Don't be humble about the miracle doctor. It's a child's disease. Just ask the miracle doctor." Hong Shangshu said in a respectful tone.  Chen Jing feels it is commendable that he can do this.  Chen Jing nodded and followed Hong Shangshu in to see the doctor.  The patient is a four-year-old child, the old son of Hong Shangshu.  Hong Shangshu is fifty-eight this year. He had two sons before. One died when he was ten years old, and the other died of illness five years ago.  Therefore, the fact that he had this younger son in his later years has a different meaning than the ordinary old son.  This kid is more than just his old kid.  He is his only remaining heir.  When the child fell ill, everyone in the Hong family was jumping up and down in panic. ?? In the past month, Hong Shangshu has no time to think about going to court, and his eyes are covered with red threads.  The inner room was even more crowded with female relatives.  Chen Jing came in and saw that the women's family members were crowded and the room was airtight, so he asked Hong Shangshu to ask the women's family members to stay away first, and then come back when the child was better, so as not to disturb the child.  Hong Shangshu immediately asked these female relatives to go out.  After all the fragrant clothes and shadows in the room disappeared.  Suddenly it felt a little emptier and the air felt a little fresher.  "Let me take the pulse first." Chen Jing said to Master Hong, then sat down and began to take the pulse of Mr. Hong.  Mr. Hong was panting heavily.  Been ill for more than a month.  Half a month ago, this child was so out of breath that he couldn't eat and was very thin.  A layer of withered skin.  Wrapped around the child's jagged bones, it looked like it was dying.  Only half a life left.  Mr. Hong is awake, his eyes are gray and lifeless.  He looked at Chen Jing blankly, panting and looking very painful.  "How good are you?" Chen Jing took the pulse while chatting with the child.  Hong Shangshu was slightly stunned.  Hong Shangshu has never seen such a doctor.  While other doctors were concentrating on taking pulses, Chen Jing could still be distracted and chatting.  "This is different. Maybe he really has some evil abilities." Hong Shangshu thought.  Thinking like this, Hong Shangshu felt that the child could be saved, and hope arose in his heart.  "Xing Jiu." Mr. Hong told Chen Jing slowly and in a weak and low voice.  Hong Shangshu followed behind and explained: "Our family has a mixed ranking of men and women, so he is in the ninth row. He is my third son. The first two brothers have already left." Chen Jing turned around and smiled at Hong Shangshu.  Nod.  Hong Shangshu stopped interrupting.  Chen Jing affectionately calls Mr. Hong Jiulang, and seems to have a very close relationship with him.  Hong Jiulang also gradually began to trust Chen Jing.  "Do you like to eat fish?" Chen Jing asked Hong Jiulang.  Hong Jiulang thought for a moment and shook his head.  "What is your favorite meal?" Chen Jing asked again.  Hong Jiulang thought about it for a moment. He seemed to have no particular favorite food and looked at Chen Jing blankly.  After a while, Hong Jiulang said: "Pickled radish." "Pickled radish.""Beef is also delicious," Chen Jing said with a smile. Hong Jiulang seemed to know his confidant, his eyes flashed slightly and he said, "I like to eat marinated beef and mutton the most."  " Chen Jing nodded. He turned around, looked at Hong Shangshu's face again, and thought a little. Hong Shangshu didn't know why. Chen Jing's pulse taking has been completed. "You rest, I will give you a prescription.  Take medicine and you'll be fine soon.  "Chen Jing said to Hong Jiulang. Hong Jiulang has never seen his brother since he was born. Boys like brothers who are older than themselves, so he is particularly kind to Chen Jing and nodded obediently. Chen Jing  King Qi had been waiting outside the room with Hong Shangshu. When he saw Chen Jing coming out, he quickly asked Chen Jing, "What's wrong?"  " "A minor illness.  "Chen Jing made an understatement. "A minor illness?  Hong Shangshu was surprised and happy, "Miracle doctor, do you have any good prescription?"  " Chen Jing nodded, and then told Hong Shangshu about the cause of the child's illness. "Children have phlegm syndrome. There are many reasons for phlegm syndrome, and one of them is a love of fish, and eating too much salt. Hong Jiulang said he didn't  I like to eat fish, but I like pickled mutton and beef, so Hong Jiulang's phlegm drink is probably caused by eating too much salt. "If I guess correctly, your taste is relatively strong, and there is always a lot of salt in the dishes.  And your son¡¯s diet is the same as yours.  "Chen Jing said to Hong Shangshu. Hong Shangshu paused slightly. He seemed not to know. King Qi smiled and said, "This is true.  "    "Well?  "Hong Shangshu didn't understand. "Every time we have a banquet, if you go to show your face, the host will specially give you a meal.  Everyone needs to add more salt, as we all know.  "The King of Qi told Hong Shangshu. "Hong Shangshu didn't know this. No one has ever told him. "I don't know this."  Hong Shangshu smiled but was not angry. "I once had a concubine who always said the food was too salty. I thought she was causing trouble and sold her out."  "Hong Shangshu admitted it, and Chen Jing continued to talk about his condition. "It's because of eating too much salt.  "Chen Jing told Hong Shangshu, "The salt in the dishes is already heavy, and because he likes to eat pickled things, it is even more salty.  The young master¡¯s internal organs are delicate and he eats too much salty and cold food.  Damage to spleen yang.  Spleen yang is damaged, unable to move well, and water and dampness condense into phlegm.  Phlegm accumulates in the lungs and accumulates in the lungs, causing abnormal breathing.  The little master¡¯s disease is called Xiaoer¡¯s asthma.  "Hong Shangshu was surprised again after hearing this. "The name of the disease "Children's Asthma" would not appear until hundreds of years later, so no one of the current imperial doctors said it, except Chen Jing. "Look at the child's appearance."  , isn¡¯t this the case? When Hong Shangshu heard this term for the first time, he thought it was easy to understand and was immediately overjoyed, ¡°It is indeed a miracle doctor!  "Hong Shangshu said to Chen Jing. "Miracle doctor, look at this child's illness.  How should I use the medicine?  " "It should eliminate phlegm and lower Qi.  Chen Jing said, "Let me make a prescription for you."  " Hong Shangshu has a hard time writing. Chen Jing took the pen and started writing the prescription seriously. Hong Shangshu stood behind him and read. Seeing Chen Jing's handwriting, Hong Shangshu thought: "This child was beaten less when he was a child. Look at this handwriting.  , written like chicken chop, if I were his father, I would beat him to death!  "The words cannot catch the eyes of scholars, but they can be seen clearly. Hong Shangshu saw that Chen Jing wrote: Zhengshi two qian, Chen Shenqu one qian, radish seeds one and a half qian, green bark one qian, tempeh one qian, wormwood one qian.  After writing, Chen Jing blew out the ink and handed it to Hong Shangshu: "This is Zhishi decoction. You can take the medicine according to the prescription. Take eight copies."  alright.  When I sent someone to the drug store, I bought eight more melon stems, which I want to use alone.  " Hong Shangshu looked at the prescription and asked Chen Jing: "Where does this prescription come from?  " "This is a prescription. It is left by my ancestors. There are no medical books to test."  "Chen Jing said. The recipe for Zhishi Decoction comes from the Qing Dynasty's "Ancient and Modern Medicine" and is a prescription nearly a thousand years later. For doctors of this era, they cannot match this prescription. Hong Shangshu looked at it  , without saying anything else, he handed the prescription to the boy to get the medicine. Soon, Zhi Shi Tang was brought, and the melon pedicles that Chen Jing wanted were bought. "Take it and boil it."  "Chen Jing said. He took the melon stems himself, ground them into fine powder, then dispersed them with cold water, brewed half a tea cup, and said to Hong Shangshu: "Give it to your lord." Hong Shangshu read it again and again.  The melon stems are bitter and can be used as medicine.  However, what is the point of brewing the medicine powder from cold water?  Isn¡¯t it usually done with boiling water?  Hong Shangshu felt that Chen Jing was unfathomable, so he immediately said nothing and asked someone to help Hong Jiulang up. Chen Jing took a tea cup and fed Hong Jiulang a drink.  There was a bit of trust between Hong Jiulang and Chen Jing, so he took the concoction and fed it to Hong Jiulang. Hong Jiulang opened his throat and drank it all in one breath.  "How do you feel?" Chen Jing asked him.  Hong Jiulang made a milky voice and was extremely weak. It took him a long time to say one word: "Bitter" "Jiulang, dad asked someone to give you candy, eh?" Hong Shangshu became nervous and asked Hong Jiulang softly.  Hong Shangshu pretends to be gentle, she really looks a bit like an old lady.  Hong Jiulang grew up being held in the palm of his father's hand. He was not afraid of his father, did not respect him, and ignored his father.  "No, no, no, no, you can't eat candy." Chen Jing said, "Bring the spittoon, he will spit in a moment." Hong Shangshu was a little anxious.  "Isn't this doctor ignorant?" Hong Shangshu thought to himself.  He thought about it, but still didn't dare to question it, and quickly asked someone to bring a spittoon.  Sure enough, as soon as the spittoon was put away, Hong Jiulang started to vomit.  Hong Jiulang spitted out saliva one after another. He vomited about half a big bowl before he stopped.  The phlegm he spit out was transparent and semi-gelatinous.  With so much semi-gelatinous phlegm stuck in the chest, no amount of medicine will help.  Hong Shangshu was shocked.  "This is an expert, otherwise Jiulang's illness will be delayed for who knows how long!" Hong Shangshu thought in his heart.  Thinking like this, Hong Shangshu was very impressed with Chen Jing!  Hong Jiulang vomited such saliva, Hong Shangshu knew in his heart that 90% of the child's illness would be cured.  After spitting out the phlegm, at least the asthma will be relieved a lot.  Sure enough, after vomiting, Hong Jiulang's wheezing was obviously relieved and his breathing became more normal.  "I will come back tomorrow." Chen Jing said to Hong Shangshu, "Take some medicine today, and when I come tomorrow, I will induce vomiting again, and the young master will be fine." ***(To be continued)
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