Early spring, Jiangnan water town, sunset has fallen, colorful lanterns just lit up.

  In a small town, there is a small hotel with a secluded location and a small facade. The name of the store is elegant, called Tang Shi Ming Yue. In the middle of the store, there is a large wine jar that is over one person tall. According to the owner, this large wine jar is an ancient artifact from the Tang Dynasty, with a history of over 1,000 years. The large wine jar is filled with self-brewed fine wine, with a sweet and mellow flavor that is unique and characteristic. It is the hotels signature dish, and it cant be found anywhere else in Jiangnan.

  As soon as the door opened, two men walked in from outside, both wearing neat suits, and they were no more than twenty-five or six years old. They came into the store with a smile. The boss saw them and immediately smiled, calling out: "Mr. Wang, Mr. Zhang, its been some time since youve come! Still the usual?"

  Two young people found an empty table and sat down. One of them laughed and said, "Still the old rules, hurry up!"

  "No need to say, absolutely fast!" The boss turned his head and shouted into the kitchen: "Pepper chicken shreds, dry-braised taro duck, add vinegar and less salt!"

  A string of responses in the kitchen reveals that these two dishes are often cooked.

  The young man known as Wang Daifu was named Wang Pingan, 26 years old this year. He came from a medical family and his family had a Chinese medicine clinic in the small town which was quite famous. Although he was still young, his medical skills were high and he had cured many difficult diseases, considered a small celebrity doctor. Sitting opposite him was his good friend Zhang Shi, the two were high school classmates and friends, often gathering together when they had nothing to do, eating some snacks, drinking some wine, and talking about their thoughts.

  While waiting for the boss to serve dishes, the two of them chatted over tea. Zhang actually asked, "Pingan, isnt business at home going well? I havent seen you come out much lately!"

  Wang Pingan smiled, rubbed his nose and said: "Indeed, its not bad. Nowadays people are starting to like traditional Chinese medicine, especially in terms of health preservation. Since my family started selling medicinal soups, the number of patients coming to our door has doubled, now we can receive over 200 people every day, busy from morning till night! Im thinking of hiring a few helpers, so Ill recruit some graduates from the Provincial Medical College."

  Zhang actually loosened his tie, took a sip of tea and asked: "I havent been to your house for some time, I really didnt know that your family started selling medicinal soups. Whats the deal with this soup? Is it that you prescribe the medicine and the patient goes home to brew and drink it?"

  Wang Pingan snorted and shook his head, "Its not that troublesome. In this day and age, who still brews their own medicine? Especially for white-collar workers with such high work pressure, how can they possibly find the time to brew medicine themselves? Besides, they wouldnt even know how to do it! So heres what I do: I prescribe the medicine, my nurses at home prepare it, package it in vacuum-sealed bags, and give it to the patient to take back home. One weeks dosage is prepared at a time, just drink according to the instructions, very convenient."

  Zhang actually laughed and said loudly, "Thats easy!" He patted his increasingly fat belly and said, "Just last year, I gained a lot of weight. There was no way to avoid it with so many banquets, eating made me gain weight, and when people get fat, they get sick. Lately, Ive been dizzy all the time. What medicine should I take to regulate my body?" As he spoke, he stretched out his wrist, wanting Wang Pingan to take his pulse.

  Wang Pingan smiled and shook his head, patting the hand of his old friend, saying: "Ive already figured it out, this is high blood pressure caused by obesity. Its not severe yet, so youre just dizzy. If you dont treat it in time, there will be more problems later on. Many illnesses are caused by high blood pressure."

  Zhang actually panicked after hearing it, saying: "Ah, you didnt say I really didnt notice, its possible that its indeed high blood pressure, this needs medication, you quickly help me take a closer look!" He insisted on having Wang Pingan take his pulse.

  Wang Pingan had no choice but to press down on his wrist with three fingers, and after a while said: "Have you been sleeping less and dreaming more recently, and have you had yellow urine and constipation?"

  Zhang actually let out a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "Yes, indeed it is. I thought it was just indigestion, didnt think much of it."

  Wang Pingan nodded and said, "You have a case of liver yang hyperactivity, its not severe, and you dont need to buy special medicine to lower your blood pressure. Just pay attention to your diet and use food therapy, eat some things that calm the liver yang."

  Zhang actually slapped his thigh and said: "Wait a moment, Ill go home with you, hurry up and make me some medicinal soup to drink!"

  Wang Pingan smiled and said, "Its not to the point of drinking medicinal soup yet. How about this, Ill give you a prescription, you can go home and make it yourself, its very simple." He turned his head to the shop owner and said, "Boss, help me get some paper and pen."

  "Coming!" The boss responded with a voice, took paper and pen over, put it on the table, and asked Wang Pingan: "Want to take notes?"

  Wang Pingan replied: "I actually gave him a prescription for dietary therapy."

  The shop owner yelled and stood aside, refusing to leave, saying: "This is a good thing for food therapy, Ill take a look too."

  Wang Pingan picked up his pen and wrote on the paper while saying: "A very ordinary prescription, but its effective. Buy two liang of mulberry leaves, and then buy half a catty of loquat leaves, the kind with stalks, no need to buy any medicine jars or whatever, just use the electric rice cooker at home, first add 800 milliliters of water according to the scale on the pot, then put in the herbs, the herbs must be washed clean, dont just throw them in directly!"

  Zhang actually smiled and said: "Cant I wash it? This common sense I still have."

  Wang Pingan continued: "Boil for twenty minutes, dont take too long, throw away the dregs, and drink the juice as tea. Finish it in one or two days, and your headache, palpitations, and lightheadedness will be much better after drinking it continuously for a week. This prescription has no side effects at all, far better than taking Western medicine."

  Zhang actually took out the paper and looked at it, saying: "Its such a hassle to deal with this every day, isnt there an easier way?"

  The shop owner smiled and said, "Youre still complaining that two flavors of medicine are too much trouble. If it were any simpler, youd only have one flavor of medicine. Would that even cure the illness?"

  Wang Pingan looked at the boss and said, "You may not believe it, but there is a kind of medicine that doesnt even count as medicine. Take two liang of good peanuts, soak them in half a bottle of rice vinegar for five days, then eat ten to fifteen pieces on an empty stomach every morning, and its just as effective, only the eating time is a bit longer!"

  Crack, Zhang actually clapped his hands and laughed: "Its settled, Ill just eat peanuts, this is simple, no need to cook, even the electric rice cooker can be saved!" He pushed the store owner: "Okay, stop watching the excitement, hurry up and serve us food, were starving!"

  "Coming right away!" The shop owner hastily replied. Before long, the dishes were served, and Wang Pingan and Zhang Shiyou chatted while eating.

  They were almost finished eating when they heard someone in the private room shouting that someone had drunk too much and vomited, asking the boss to bring hot water. The boss rushed in to take a look, suddenly sweating profusely, and shouted: "Ah, dont vomit on the wall, my store is still open!"

  It turned out that there was a guest inside who had drunk too much, leaning against the wall and vomiting profusely, vomiting all over the wall and floor, after emptying his stomach, he still couldnt stop dry heaving, his face was red and painful from being choked, but he just couldnt stop!

  The shop owner shouted: "This hot water is no good, you have to drink vinegar!" He quickly ran out and brought in a small bottle of vinegar.

  Watching the boss busy in and out, Zhang actually put down his chopsticks and said to Wang Pingan: "This store is too noisy, weve eaten enough, lets go!"

  "Alright, lets go!" Wang Pingan stood up and shouted: "Boss, bill!" As he was about to take out his wallet, Zhang actually said: "Dont be like that, this meal is on me. Dont fight with me over it, we brothers dont do things like that."

  The shop owner was sweating profusely, shouting in the elegant room: "This cant be drunk either, and its choking instead! Dr. Zhang, come take a look, please, please!"

  Wang Pingan smiled and said, "This cant be helped!" As a doctor, he couldnt ignore this matter. He entered the VIP room, and as soon as he lifted the curtain, a sour smell wafted out, making him wrinkle his brow. He walked over to the vomiting customer and thought to himself, "Whats the point of drinking so much?"

  The vomiting guest was a middle-aged man, about forty years old, who had turned purple from throwing up. Several young men were standing in the room, all sweating profusely and at a loss for what to do. Some people kept saying: "Why not send him to the hospital to have his stomach pumped? Maybe its alcohol poisoning!"

  Wang Pingan patted the middle-aged mans back and observed for a moment before saying, "Its nothing serious, not alcohol poisoning. Boss, bring some sliced ginger."

  The shop owner hurried out to cut ginger again. Wang Pingan helped the middle-aged man sit down, lifted one of his legs, pressed the Zusanli acupoint on the outside of his knee, and started massaging it. Strangely enough, after just a few presses, the middle-aged mans dry heaving stopped.

  Wang Pingan signaled to the young men, letting him wipe away the impurities from the middle-aged mans mouth. He said: "You people who often drink wine should remember this little trick. Next time you drink too much, press this spot. Take a good look, this is called Zusanli acupoint. Dont be fooled by the foot character, its not on the sole of the foot, but outside the kneecap."

  Several young men nodded and answered in a low voice. One of them asked, "Is this acupuncture? What is the Zusanli acupoint? Ive never heard of it before?"

  Wang Pingan smiled at him and said, "Acupuncture? And foot therapy too! This is just a small trick, it looks simple but works well, as long as you remember the acupoints accurately. The Zusanli point belongs to the Foot Yangming Stomach Meridian, which is an important point for regulating the spleen and stomach. If you drink too much wine and vomit non-stop, pressing this point will naturally be effective."

  Several young men crouched down to watch him press the acupoints. Zhang actually disliked the smell in the house and leaned against the door, watching Wang Pingan press the acupoints, laughing and saying: "Im telling you guys, you dont know yet, this brother of mine is a godly doctor from ancient times, can help people open up their Ren and Du meridians, and create top-notch martial artists. No matter if its male or female heroes, if they want to become famous, just find him!"

  Wang Pingan burst out laughing and turned back to him, saying: "Dont be kidding me!"

  The shop owner ran in with a piece of ginger, saw that the middle-aged man had stopped vomiting, and said with joy: "Hey, this is good!" He handed over the ginger.

  Wang Pingan stuffed the ginger into the middle-aged mans mouth, letting him hold it in, saying: "Wait a while and hell be breathing evenly again. Then give him some warm salt water to drink and hell be fine." He patted his hands together, stood up, and called out to Zhang Shi as he walked away.

  The two of them had just left the house for a short while, when the middle-aged man let out a long sigh, his body swayed to one side, and he farted, spitting out the raw ginger in his mouth. He asked, "Gang, who was that person just now?"

  Seeing that he was fine, the shop owner let out a sigh of relief and smiled: "You dont know him? Hes our citys famous little divine doctor, from a medical family, named Wang Pingan. Dont look at his young age, his medical skills are top-notch!" He gave a thumbs up!

  A young man suddenly said: "Isnt it Dr. Wang from Pingan Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic? I know him, my classmates mother was ill and he treated her well, and the cost wasnt high!"

  The young men all nodded in agreement, the middle-aged man also nodded and said: "So he is Wang Pingan, Ive heard of his reputation, its really impressive. If it werent for him today, I would have lost face, maybe even had to go to the hospital to get my stomach pumped! From now on, if were sick, well look for him!"

  Wang Pingan and Zhang actually walked out of the small hotel, chatting as they went. Suddenly, Zhang actually slapped his forehead and said: "Just now I was in a hurry, I forgot to pay the boss for the meal, and he didnt ask me for it either!"

  Wang Pingan said: "Lets settle it next time, and it wont make a difference this once."

  Zhang actually said: "Anyway, I havent gone far, Ill send you back, wait for me for a while." He turned around and headed back the way he came.

  Wang Pingan stood by the roadside, looking back at the sign of the small shop "Tang Shi Ming Yue", and then looked up at the moon in the night sky, thinking: "Whats the difference between the moon in the Tang Dynasty and now? I guess the brightness is the same?"

  Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly, he felt a wave of dizziness...