Qiu Wenpu's emotions were already apparent in his agitation. For a scholar of great experience, learning and reputation, this was already considered a loss of composure! There was no way he could remain composed, because the prescription Wang Ping'an had shown him was truly shocking!

  He really couldn't believe that this was a prescription written by a 16 or 17 year old boy! If it were true, then this boy would be a medical genius encountered only once in a thousand years, and he would be a great master of medicine who could found his own school!

  Wang Pingan took a deep breath, his study had many books, but he absolutely couldn't find any that recorded the formula for Perilla Oil Correcting Qi Powder. Moreover, saying he forgot which book it was written in wasn't an excuse he could use either. If he really used this as an excuse, looking at Qiu Ping's excited state, she might actually rush into the study and start flipping through books!

  Wang Ping'an exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be that this prescription is incorrect? It's different from what's recorded in the book?" He scratched his head and said, "I really didn't know that this prescription had been used by others before. Ah, no wonder it has such a great effect on this illness, it turns out that someone else had already used it!"

  Qiu Tingxuan looked at the prescription, and as for his medical skills, he was far inferior to Qiu. He used half a bottle of vinegar to describe him... that was already praising him! He didn't see anything unusual about this prescription, but seeing his father's strange expression, he couldn't help but say: "Is this prescription wrong? Father, you're just in time, why not point out to Wang Xian-di and avoid him randomly prescribing medicine and killing people in the future, that would be a big trouble!"

  He turned his head to glance at the patients on the seats, shaking his head secretly. These people were not lightly ill, and if they really took the wrong medicine, it would absolutely be fatal, and one life would mean six lives! After looking at the patients, he turned his head again to look at Wang Ping'an, but just as he turned his head for a moment, he suddenly found that the leading beggar-like man was staring at him with anger!

  "Huh? It's really strange, I said this for your own good, but why do you look at me as if I'm an enemy? These people are really inexplicable, can't tell good from bad!"

  Can't others glare at him?! If this prescription was the first time it was opened, Qiu Tingxuan said these words, others might still suspect Wang Ping'an, suspect his medical skills. But this prescription had been used before and was extremely effective! This is an ironclad fact, not something that can be changed by just talking about it. In his eyes, he's considering others, but in others' eyes, he's just spouting nonsense here!

  Qiu Wenpu also turned his head and shouted at him angrily: "You boy, know what you know, don't know what you don't know. Since you don't understand, how can you talk nonsense? Go home and copy the Analects ten times!"

  Ah, this is too strange! Father, I, I... what's wrong with me? Qiu Tingxuan's mouth was wide open, big enough to fit a fist, and he had just been stared at by someone, which was already inexplicable. Now being scolded by his father, he was even more perplexed, completely at a loss!

  Qiu asked Pu Bi, "You're not an ordinary person, are you? You seem to have discovered that I'm a bit flustered. Calm down and take a look at this prescription in my hand. Tell me, is this really the formula you saw in that book? Don't worry, I assure you that I have no intention of laying hands on that book. I'm just curious. If you can lend it to me for a look, I'll allow you to enter my library and choose ten rare ancient books as an exchange!"

  Qiu Tingxuan was anxious, and no longer cared about offending his father. He called out: "Father, this is unacceptable!" The Qiu family had a large collection of books, including over a dozen extremely valuable handwritten copies. These books were priceless, and if Wang Ping'an were to choose them, it would be disastrous! Those handwritten copies were meant for the Qiu family's descendants!

  Qiu furrowed his brow and glanced at him, silently cursing: "Short-sighted!" He then asked Wang Ping'an: "Is that book from the former Sui imperial palace?" A book that can record such a rare and excellent prescription should belong to the imperial family. When the Sui dynasty was destroyed, the world was in chaos, and the books in the palace were scattered among the people, which is not surprising at all. This can serve as a perfect explanation for this matter.

  Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "Old Master Qiu, you treat me with the kindness of a father or uncle. If I really had a medical book, I would definitely show it to you. Look, I didn't keep this prescription secret, but instead showed it to someone I don't even know. How could I possibly keep secrets from you?"

  After a long while, Qiu Wen hummed in agreement and let out a deep sigh. He thought to himself: "Not bad, he's already sent Fangzi away, so it's impossible for him to keep secrets from me anymore! Alas, it's hard to imagine that at such a young age, he has achieved such a high level of medical expertise. Could it be that the one standing before me today is another medical sage after Zhang Zhongjing?"

  Wang Ping was secretly amused, and Qiu Wenpu had indeed not guessed wrong. This prescription really did come from the imperial palace, but it wasn't passed down during the fall of the Sui Dynasty, rather during the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty.

  Agastache Pogostemon recorded in "Taiping Huimin Heji Fang", this medical book was compiled by the medical masters of Northern Song and Southern Song dynasties, taking dozens of years to complete. It's not something that can be written by one person, but the crystallization of several generations' hard work!

  For modern people, Yu Xiang Zheng Qi San is a very ordinary medicine, nothing special. But think about it, a medicine that has been used for thousands of years and is still in use today, and has even become a common medicine, isn't it a good medicine? This prescription has lasted for thousands of years and has been passed down to the present day, isn't it a timeless classic? If this isn't called a timeless classic, what is?

  Qiu Wenpu lived in the early Tang Dynasty, several hundred years earlier than the Song Dynasty. He suddenly saw this prescription and if he wasn't excited, then he wouldn't be a living person, but a wooden one!

  Qiu asked Pu, who was standing still, seemingly lost in thought. Wang Ping'an said: "Old Master Qiu, can this prescription still be used?"

  Qiu asked with a hum, suddenly saying: "Have you used this prescription before? Has it ever cured anyone's illness?" His eyes looked at the patient on the couch again.

  The man at the front hastily said: "I've used it on my kid before, the medicine is very effective! My child's illness has almost recovered!"

  Qiu Wenpu immediately said: "Where is that child? Hurry up and take me to see him!" Fang Zi was good, there was no doubt about this, but what effect it had, he had to see with his own eyes!

  The leading man knew he was a big shot and didn't dare to slack off. He pointed to the outside of the village and said, "We refugees can't have a good place to go, but Master Wang is a kind person, and we can find some food in his village to get through the day. So we didn't go far and built some huts in the woods not far from the village with our fellow villagers..."

  Qiu Wenpu immediately ran in the direction his finger was pointing, jogging all the way, running quite fast, not like someone who's getting on in years. Qiu Tingxuan called out from behind, "Father, slow down a bit!" and followed after him.

  "Wang Ping'an said: 'Father, mother, you take care of the patient here, I'll follow Old Master Qiu and be back soon!' With that, he also followed them over!"

  Yang looked at their backs and suddenly said: "Our son's prescription seems to be quite impressive, look at Old Qiu running so anxiously!"

  Wang Youcai hastily whispered, "Speak softly, don't let others hear!"

  It's said to be not far away, but in fact it's not considered close. Qiu Wenpu ran halfway and couldn't run anymore, so Qiu Tingxuan had to carry him on his back and ran into the woods. Although Qiu Tingxuan was young and strong, he also got tired and sweated profusely!

  Entering the forest, they indeed saw some huts among the trees, and many refugees were temporarily living there. Qiu asked Pu to get down from Qiu Tingxuan's back and said: "Where is that child?"

  The leading man hastened to follow, saying: "Here, here." He led them to a hut. Outside the hut sat a woman, who was his wife, holding a small child in her arms, which was the same child that had fallen ill the day before yesterday.

  The child's body was not in good condition, but he was no longer weak and sickly. He tilted his head to look at Qiu Wenpu, who was hiding in his mother's arms, a bit shy.

  Qiu Wenpu asked, "Is this the child? How many doses of medicine has he taken?" He walked forward and reached out to take the child's pulse.

  The woman suddenly saw someone coming, hastily got up, and didn't dare to answer Qiu's question. She just looked at her husband with her eyes. The leading man said: "Doctor Ping'an gave us a prescription, my child took it, and the illness was cured the next day. Now he is still a bit weak, Doctor Ping'an also gave us a lot of food, helping us get through this difficult time!"

  Qiu Wenpu carefully examined the child, only standing up after he finished. He was silent and expressionless, lost in thought. Wang Ping'an walked over to him, saw that he was deep in thought, and didn't disturb him, instead walking off to talk to the villagers.

  Suddenly, Qiu Wenpu seemed to have made up his mind and quickly walked to Wang Ping'an's side, pulling him aside and said: "Ping'an, I have a request for you, I hope you will definitely agree!"

  "Master Qiu, don't say such things, it's too humiliating for me! If there's anything, please just give the order!" Wang Ping'an hastily said.

  Qiu Wupu said, "To be honest, I am writing a book called 'Xian Tong Night Talks', can this prescription...". He paused for a moment and said, "Can it be recorded in the book?"

  Wang Ping'an was taken aback and exclaimed: "This..."

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  Chrysanthemum and Lily Bulb Chicken Soup

  Ingredients: 250g fresh celery, 3 eggs.

  Method: Wash and chop the celery, put it in a pot, add 500ml of water to simmer, when the soup is about to boil, pour in egg whites and stir evenly. After boiling, add oil and salt to taste, then drink.

  Function: Clearing heat and resolving phlegm.

  Usage: It can be used as a side dish and eaten regularly.