"Influenza." Chen Yang was not slow and took the medicinal herbs one by one.

Xiang Bodang said: "Influenza is indeed not difficult. You can see it even if you understand a little bit of pathology."

"But you have thought, what if you do this, if someone suffers from other diseases?"

"You said that the medicines you prescribe are all cost-price, so let's not talk about these for now..."

Yue Lin said: "Master, it's really a cost price. Xuanyang didn't lie to you."

Xiang Bodang said: "Okay, even if it's the cost price. Even if you don't have selfishness, then you can answer my question just now."

Chen Yang said: "What are you good to answer? I will naturally treat someone when I see a doctor."

"You're treating?"

"What treatment do you use? Do you use your mouth?"

Xiang Bodang felt that his tone was indeed bad at the beginning, so he apologized.

But when he heard Chen Yang's words, he couldn't help it.

How could he not know who Chen Yang is?

When it comes to Taoism and magic, he believes that Chen Yang is more powerful than himself.

But when it comes to medical skills, even ten Chen Yangs can't catch up with one of his fingers.

Medical skills require cases and continuous accumulation of experience.

Looking, listening, asking and touching, what does it mean? It doesn’t take hundreds of cases to accurately determine the cause of a person?

These are the basic skills.

Without more than ten years of foundation, don’t think about getting started.

If Chen Yang was Yue Lin, then he would not be so excited.

Even if he made a mistake in his medical treatment, he would not say anything.

But he is not, he doesn't know anything.

It can only show people diseases such as colds and fevers that can be seen by fools.

If you encounter other diseases, it will not be solved.

If the patient suffers at that time, the reputation of the Yizi Sect will also be damaged.

"Xuanyang, Old Yang is here... Do you have guests here?" Xuan Cheng stood at the door and said.

"Let him go to the room first, I'll go over and treat him later."

After Xuancheng left, Chen Yang also stood up: "Master Xiang, I'm very busy and I don't have time to discuss these boring things with you. The snow is still falling outside, so stay here tonight. When the snow stops tomorrow, I'll ask Yuelin to take you down the mountain."

After saying that, he left.

It really doesn't make sense to explain such an old stubborn explanation.

Even if he said he could solve the problem, the other party would not believe it.

Why do you still have to explain to him?

Isn't this a waste of time?

"You're going to treat someone?"

Xiang Bodang asked, "What's the disease that person is..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Yang had already left.

Ignore him directly.

"Master." Yue Lin said helplessly: "Don't worry, Xuanyang is really..."

"Who does he treat?"

"Uh... an old man from Gusu City."

"What disease?"

"It's not a disease, but Xuan Yang said it's the natural aging of the body."

"Natural aging?" Xiang Bodang frowned: "Nothing, how to treat this? Could he still be killed against the will of heaven?"

As he said that, he had already walked out and chased Chen Yang.

Yuelin sighed and followed.

He thinks that the Shangzhen View is very good now.

Chen Yang's medical skills are even better than himself, and he has not lie.

But he didn't stop him, so he asked his master to see it, and he recognized it after seeing it.

It's better than two people quarreling all the time.

In the room.

Mr. Yang saw Chen Yang: "I'm going to bother you again, Taoist Master Xuanyang."

"It should be." Chen Yang said: "Take off your clothes and lie down."

"Oh, OK."

He lay down, looked at Chen Yang who was spreading his needle cover, and said, "Master, is there any food on the mountain with such heavy snow? Otherwise, I will give you some?"

"No need, there is a vegetable garden in the Taoist temple."

"oh."

Even Mr. Yang is as experienced as Mr. Yang, he often has a bad situation when facing Chen Yang.

"I'll go back later and I'll have someone carry you down the mountain." Chen Yang pulled out a silver needle and said.

"Oh well."

These days, he has been with his son and grandson.

More come today.

Several sons and several grandchildren all came.

The snow was too heavy, and Old Yang came up alone, and they were not relieved.

"Squeak~"

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Xiang Bodang walked in and saw Mr. Yang lying on the bed, and immediately said angrily: "Nothing! Chen Xuanyang, do you know what you are doing?"

Chen Yang frowned and scolded: "Go out."

"you……"

"go out!"

Chen Yang rushed outside the door and shouted: "Xuancheng, drive people out!"

"Do you dare to rush me?"

"Why don't I dare?" Chen Yang said: "This is Shangzhen Temple, not your Dongyue Palace! I am treating people. You run in to disturb me. If something happens, you will be responsible?"

"you……"

Xiang Bo was so arrogant that he finally got angry and said, "I think you can't cure it, so you must put the responsibility on my head."

Xuancheng came in, and Yang Rui and others also came in.

They looked at the old Taoist priest and didn't know what had happened.

"Master Xiang, come out." Xuan Cheng didn't know how to do it.

And even if his body is really working, he can't beat others.

When Yang Rui and others saw that they were also a Taoist priest, they stood aside and did not speak.

Xiang Bodang pointed at Mr. Yang on the bed and said, "Do you know that you are harming him?"

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws. Since the deadline is approaching, let him spend his last time well. Why do you give him hope?"

"Can you cure this disease?"

After saying this, Yang Rui and others looked a little ugly.

Mr. Yang also frowned.

But seeing that the other party was a Taoist priest, they still held back.

Chen Yang said: "I can cure it."

"You..." Xiang Bodang nodded and said, "Okay, you can cure it. Come and tell me, how do you cure it? What medicine do you give him? Tell me!"

"Why tell you?"

This is his unique secret recipe, how can you tell others casually?
To be continued...