Wang Ping'an and the three of them strolled in the forest behind the temple, where the air was fresh and birds sang. It turned out to be a great place to visit, with several stone monuments commemorating the high monks who had helped the people here in the past. As they walked and stopped, time passed quickly.

  Yang was not very interested in the scenery, but instead asked Wang Ping'an what kind of prescription he had given to Aiyiding, and whether there were any medicinal herbs in the pagoda forest. She had passed by the pagoda forest earlier, but only saw many carpenters at work, without noticing any medicinal plants growing.

  Wang Ping'an smiled and said the name of the medicine, Ding Dan couldn't help but laugh beside him, Yang Shi also couldn't help but smile and said: "Child, is that also a medicine? I've really never heard of it before, can it be effective?"

  Wang Ping An pondered for a moment before saying, "This is an unconventional remedy, and it has been recorded in books. However, whether it's truly effective remains to be verified. But even if it can't cure the illness, at least it won't have any side effects and won't harm anyone!"

  Yang didn't know what side effects were, but since he heard it wouldn't harm people, he felt at ease. In fact, even if it harmed people, it wouldn't matter, as Ah Yat Ding was a barbarian and not a citizen of the Tang Dynasty; even if his stomach got hurt and he wanted to report to the authorities, the government would not accept the case, and he could only consider himself unlucky!

  Ding Danru supported Yang Shi, suddenly smiled and whispered: "If this prescription doesn't work, the master monk will have a headache, Ah Yi Ding must scold him to death!"

  Three people fantasized about Dahe Shang's bald head being wet and dripping with water, and couldn't help but burst out laughing together!

  When they returned to the temple, it was almost noon. As soon as they entered the temple, something unexpected happened. The pilgrims rushed up and cried out: "Little divine doctor, little divine doctor! I'm not feeling well, please give me a prescription and cure my illness!" Suddenly, thirty-four people swarmed in at once!

  When they left the temple, these pilgrims were not so enthusiastic. Not only were they not enthusiastic, but some people also disbelieved Yang's boasts about Wang Ping'an's glorious deeds, thinking he was bragging. But now that a large crowd has gathered around, it is clear that they believed what Yang said and proved that the prescription was effective. Otherwise, how could these people have changed their attitude if Aiyidin's illness had not improved?

  Among the noisy crowd, Aiding rushed over, squeezed into the crowd, and came to Wang Ping's side. He bowed his head, clasped his hands together, and gave a courtesy to Wang Ping. Straightening up, he said with a joyful face: "Little divine doctor, thank you for prescribing me medicine! After taking it and breathing as you instructed, I haven't burped once, and my stomach feels warm and cozy. This illness seems to be cured!"

  Yang said with satisfaction: "My son has made his move, and naturally it's a cure for the disease. I told you earlier, but you didn't believe me. Now do you know what's going on?" Her son had given her face again, and the old lady felt indescribably comfortable, full of endless pride.

  Aiydin and the guests all shook their heads, saying that they didn't doubt it at all. From start to finish, they were extremely confident in Xia Shen's medical skills, believing in him so much that it was impossible to believe any more!

  Huidi Dahe Shang shouted loudly outside the crowd: "Everyone, please disperse and let Xiaoshen Yisheng enter the temple to speak!"

  Right, right, how can we let the young doctor stand in the courtyard, this is a great disrespect. The pilgrims surrounded Wang Ping'an and entered the main hall together. Huidi personally brought over a cushion and asked Wang Ping'an and Yang to sit down, and also had a little monk bring over a small table to serve tea.

  Aiyin sat down next to Wang Ping'an, and respectfully asked: "Little divine doctor, may I ask what medicine you used to cure my illness? To be honest, over the years, I have seen many famous doctors and taken countless decoctions, but this illness has been on and off, getting better and worse repeatedly. Even when it's good, my stomach hasn't felt as comfortable as it did after taking your medicine just now. May I ask what special medicine you used?"

  The guests in the hall all held their breath, listening silently to find out what kind of medicine Wang Pingan used to quickly cure Aiyidin's chronic illness that had lasted for many years.

  Wang Ping'an picked up the teacup, slowly took a sip of tea, and let out a long "mmm". Suddenly, he turned to Huidi with a smile and said: "Host, this tea is not bad, where did you buy it from?"

  A burst of laughter erupted in the hall, and the guests who had been holding their breath for half a day waiting to hear the secret formula were left speechless by Wang Ping's unexpected remark.

  Hui De's composure was still good, and he didn't show his disappointment too obviously. In fact, he also wanted to know what the medicine was that they had found in the temple's pagoda forest. With a smile, he said: "Is this tea to your taste, Wang Xiaoshi? This tea is specially purchased from Chang'an for distinguished guests. Since you like it, please take some with you when you leave and give some to your father as well, as a token of our humble temple's hospitality!"

  "Thanks for the hospitality!" Wang Ping'an put down his teacup and said to Aiding, "I suppose you've already gone to the forest of pagodas and looked around? You wanted to see what kind of medicine I picked up there, but you didn't find anything, did you?"

  Aiydin's face turned red, and he nodded in agreement. In fact, not only had he been there, but many good-hearted pilgrims had also gone, yet none of them returned with anything in hand; they didn't see any medicinal herbs in the forest of pagodas, nor even any flowers or grasses that resembled medicine.

  Wang Ping'an smiled slightly and said, "To say that this will completely cure your chronic illness is a bit exaggerated. You'll need to drink this medicine for at least a month and a half to thoroughly eliminate the root cause. Do you know why you got this disease?"

  Aiydin thought for a moment and said, "In the past, those doctors all said that my illness was caused by stomach coldness, and I myself also had this feeling. It must be related to improper diet. I have been traveling for business for many years, although I pay more attention to my diet, but it's inevitable that sometimes I eat and drink poorly, and when it comes to this time, my belly hurts nonstop, and hiccups become severe."

  "Not bad, your illness is indeed caused by traveling through mountains and rivers, being exposed to wind and rain, and irregular eating habits. The previous doctors didn't diagnose it incorrectly, but some illnesses are hard to cure with regular prescriptions, so I'm giving you a special prescription today." Wang Ping'an said with a smile.

  Aiydin hesitated and asked, "May I ask what the prescription is?" He thought Wang Ping'an was trying to swindle him out of medical expenses, which he didn't mind paying. However, seeing that Wang Ping'an seemed reluctant to speak, Aiydin's mercantile nature took over, and he began calculating how much money he should offer to buy this prescription.

  Wang Pingan said, "If one dose is effective, then this prescription doesn't need to be mentioned, but you still have to take it for a period of time. I'll tell you later! First, let me ask you, what did you see when you went to the forest?"

  Before Aiyting could speak, some impatient guests said: "A group of carpenters at work, sawdust all over the ground, nothing else!"

  Aiydin recalled and indeed nodded: "Forgive my ignorance, I didn't see any medicinal herbs growing."

  Wang Ping'an clapped his hands and laughed, saying: "Indeed, there is no medicinal herb growing in the forest of towers, but you all saw that flavor of medicine!" He took out a handkerchief from his bosom, placed it on the table, opened it, pointed to the object inside, and said: "This is that flavor of medicine!"

  Everyone in the hall was shocked: "What? How is this possible? Is this also considered medicine?"

  Five-color vegetable soup (anti-cancer medicinal diet)

  Ingredients: 1/4 root of white radish, 1/4 leaf of white radish, 1/2 root of carrot, 1 piece of shiitake mushroom, 1/4 root of burdock.

  Method: Cut the above 5 vegetables into large pieces, put them in three times the water, boil in a pot and then simmer over low heat for 1 hour. After cooking, fill glass bottles and refrigerate, finish within 3 days.

  Effects: Reduce the generation of free radicals, enhance immunity, and increase cellular regenerative capacity.