Huì Dé perked up his ears to listen, feeling puzzled in his heart. He went to find medicine? In the direction of Tǎ Lín, there was no such thing as medicine! If there was medicine, how could I, as the abbot of the temple, not know?! He leaned over and asked: "I wonder which female donor is going to find what kind of medicine?"

  Wang Ping'an said mysteriously: "Heavenly secrets must not be revealed!"

  Yang said loudly: "My son's medicine is like magic, the prescriptions are priceless, how can they be spoken out in public? Don't ask any more questions!"

  Huì Dé's face turned pale with embarrassment, and he hastily forced a smile, saying: "Right, right, I shouldn't have asked, it was my fault for being too rash!"

  The surrounding pilgrims were in an uproar, forming a circle around Aiyadin's body, pointing and gesturing at the giant Uighur merchant, but no one dared to offer assistance.

  In general, those who come to the temple to worship gods and Buddhas are all here with a purpose, whether it's seeking marriage, asking about their future prospects, or like this wealthy merchant from Hu, praying for recovery from illness. They all have goals in mind. If they had no desires or demands, then who would be seeking whom? Who would be willing to seek out whom?

  An old man with a slightly hunched back suddenly asked, "Young master, can you really diagnose illnesses?" The old man was dressed in tattered clothes and didn't look like a wealthy person. His face looked worried and anxious, as if he owed someone money, and his appearance was extremely aged.

  Wang Ping'an hadn't spoken yet, but Yang Shi was already displeased and snorted: "What do you mean by 'really knowing how to diagnose'? My son's medical skills are superb, even the great doctor Cheng would willingly acknowledge his superiority. Are you saying my son doesn't know how to diagnose?"

  The old man sighed and thought to himself, "I know who the great doctor is, but ordinary poor families can't afford to invite him to see a doctor. If I could invite famous doctors, why would I be hunchbacked?"

  Just then, little girl Ding Dan ran back, holding a small handkerchief package. As soon as she returned to the main hall, she said: "Young master, I've brought back the medicine!" Her face was red from running, with an odd expression.

  Wang Ping'an took the handkerchief, opened it and looked at it, saying: "Hmm, this is indeed the right medicine, but we don't need that much. Host, can you please cut a few slices of fresh ginger for me? I want to decoct the medicine and give it to Aiyidin."

  Hui De hurriedly said: "Alright, alright, we have plenty of ginger in the temple's kitchen. Not just a few slices, even if you need a few catties it's no problem." He called over Little Monk and told him to go fetch some ginger.

  Wang Ping'an glanced at the surrounding incense guests and thought to himself, "So many people are watching, if my prescription doesn't work, I'll lose face big time." So he said, "Everyone, this is a secret recipe passed down from my ancestors. When brewing this medicine, this and that..." He couldn't continue speaking as it wasn't his home and he couldn't very well ask everyone to leave. He could only turn to Hui De and say, "Master, may I borrow a quiet room? I need to brew the medicine."

  Hui De nodded hastily: "Yes, yes, there are many quiet rooms in our humble temple. I'll take you to one now, Brother Wang. The stove and utensils for brewing medicine are all ready. I'll have someone move them over for you." He led the way, taking Wang Ping'an to the backyard.

  Wang Pingan originally meant that if the biased method was ineffective, it didn't have to be known by too many people, so as not to lose face. So he retreated to a quiet room and everyone naturally dispersed. But unexpectedly, his retreat actually piqued the interest of the incense guests, and no one wanted to leave. They all waited on the spot, wanting to see the outcome. Moreover, new incense guests arrived, and those who came first told them about it, so the latecomers also refused to leave. The crowd surrounded the temple in layers, with Ah Yiding, still unconscious, right in the middle of it all!

  Wang Ping'an entered the quiet room, invited out Hui De, and without using anyone else's help, personally decocted the medicine. He pinched a small amount of the medicine brought by Ding Danruo into the pot, added ginger, then boiled it with fierce fire, afterwards changing to gentle fire, keeping a small rolling boil in the pot, thus decocting the medicine.

  Huide was "invited" out by Wang Ping'an, thinking: "What kind of recipe is this? Is it really worth a thousand gold coins? A monk doesn't covet others' secret recipes, but... Amitabha, I'm worried about the patient, I need to supervise him to make sure he takes the medicine correctly, otherwise it'll harm that Aiditing's life. Can't just ignore him because he's a foreigner, foreigners are people too, all living beings are equal!"

  He left the quiet room and walked quickly towards the forest of towers, asking the carpenters who were working there what that little girl had done when she came, whether she had pulled out any flowers or grasses.

  The carpenters were asked and they all said they didn't know. Earlier, a little girl came by, but she just turned around and left. She did squat down to the ground, but there aren't any flowers or grasses around here for her to pick!

  Huī Dé's heart was puzzled, what medicine did she take away? She asked clearly about the place where she had squatted earlier and looked carefully, but only saw a ground of sawdust and mud. Not to mention medicinal materials, there wasn't even half a sprout of grass!

  "What medicine is this after all?" Huide rubbed his bald head, full of doubts and returned to the quiet room.

  Hui De had been busy for a while, and Wang Ping'an had already finished brewing the medicine, filtering out the dregs, and pouring the medicinal liquid into a bowl. It didn't take long to brew this medicine, only about ten minutes were needed, not even a quarter of an hour.

  He saw Huidi coming back and smiled: "The host has arrived just in time. Let's go, we'll give Aiding medicine!" He carried the medicine bowl out of the quiet room.

  Hui De refused to give up, dawdling and reluctant to leave. He lowered his head to examine the scattered medicine residue on the ground where Wang Ping An had fallen. He wanted to study what kind of residue it was. However, the small pinch of fragmented residue didn't reveal anything, so he simply picked a tiny bit with his fingers, not caring if it was dirty or not, and directly put it in his mouth. He savored it for a moment, thinking: "What's this taste? Can't tell what kind of medicine it is!"

  Wang Ping'an shouted from outside: "Master, let's hurry up!"

  "Coming! Coming!" Huide replied in succession and also came out of the quiet room, going forward with Wang Ping'an.

  Arriving at the front hall, Wang Ping'an thought to himself, "What a great situation, is it a market day?" Then he saw that inside and outside the grand hall, there were over 200 people standing around, all of whom were incense guests who had come to the temple to worship, yet none of them had left.

  Yang saw him coming back and said, "Son, is the medicine ready?" Just now she was telling his glorious deeds to the crowd again, and this pride was beyond words. Having a good son made her proud.

  Wang Pingan said: "It's done, this bowl is it!"

  Some onlookers shouted: "Cool water! Cool water! Hurry up and wake this foreign devil, give him some medicine!"

  Another passenger said, "What's the use of cold water? We have feet, don't we?" He went over and kicked Aiyidin twice with his boots, trying to wake him up. But Aiyidin didn't come to; probably he had hiccuped too violently just now, so he was really dizzy, not pretending at all.

  Wang Pingan said: "No need to wake him up, nasal feeding is fine. Host, do you have any softer and thinner tubes here?"

  Hui De shook his head and said, "This is not it, what can be done about Guan Zi?"

  Wang Ping thought to himself: "Without a tube, there's no way to use nasal feeding." He nodded at Aiyidin and said: "Let's just kick him awake instead!"

  As soon as the words fell, seven or eight big feet stretched out together, and Aiyiding let out a painful cry, opened his eyes, and shouted: "Who... uh... kicked me... uh uh!" Still hiccuping nonstop.

  Wang Ping'an squatted down, helped up Aiyiding, and said: "There is a bowl of medicinal soup here, you drink it, see the effect, I estimate that it should be able to cure your stomach disease."

  "Aydingqi said: "Huh...... uh...... how did you know I...... uh, have stomach problems?""

  Wang Pingan said, "I didn't know, it was the Buddha who told me. This bowl of medicine was also given by the Buddha. You drink it! If it doesn't work, you can scold me loudly later. Look, the abbot is standing right next to you!"

  Hui De's face fell, if it can't be cured, I'll be scolded, I should have stayed far away from this.

  Aiyadin hesitated for a moment, looked around and saw that there were many onlookers. He thought to himself: "With so many people present, it shouldn't be poison, right? Hmm, I have no grudge against this young master, he has no reason to harm me!" He took the medicine bowl, drank three mouthfuls in two gulps, and then let out a long belch!

  Wang Ping stood up and said, "You go sit aside for a while, take deep breaths slowly, after half an hour, if you don't hiccup again, it means the medicine is effective. If you still hiccup... Host, come and take care of him!"

  Huì Dé frowned and responded with a "yes", thinking: "Wáng Xiǎo Shī, why do you always remember me?"

  Wang Ping'an pulled his mother along, holding her arm and said: "Mother, let's go out and take a look at the scenery." He took Ding Danruo with him to leave the temple and enjoy the view.

  The guests, however, were reluctant to leave and kept staring at Aiyidin, making him feel embarrassed. He squeezed out of the crowd, found a tree root to sit under, and began to breathe in and out according to Wang Ping'an's method.

  Wood Ear Walnut Lycium Syrup (Hypolipidemic Medicinal Diet)

  Ingredients: Black fungus 3-5 pieces, walnut kernel 2, Chinese wolfberry 10 grains, jujube 4 pieces.

  Method: Decoct the above materials with water for 10 minutes, and take it on an empty stomach every morning.

  Function: Black fungus has the effect of lowering blood lipids and regulating cardiovascular function, while Lycium barbarum is sweet and flat, nourishing the liver and kidney, benefiting the eyes, and having the effects of lowering blood pressure, blood lipid, and blood sugar. This prescription is suitable for patients with hyperlipidemia and hypertension.