At the beginning, Qin Shi Huang traveled to my home

Chapter 310: Dong Feng became an immortal?

Although many people thought so, they also knew that having such a miracle doctor was already a miracle.

"That's not so bad, that's not so bad," Dong Feng stroked his beard and smiled. His family had a little money, but it couldn't afford such treatment from him.

“Senior Dong Feng, you do not charge for your medical treatment, but that does not mean it is free, there are requirements.

That is, if the illness is not serious, one apricot tree should be planted after recovery, and if the illness is serious, five apricot trees should be planted after recovery.

As more and more people came to see the doctor, more and more apricot trees grew. Over time, it became an apricot forest, so this is the origin of the name "Apricot Forest".

When apricots are ripe, people who need them can exchange them for millet.

Senior Dong Feng, please use the grain obtained from the exchange to help the civilians.

So the name "Xinglin Chunnuan" in later generations originated from this.

Senior Dong Feng, you are truly righteous. You always think about the people and make many people who cannot afford medical treatment dare to go to the hospital for treatment," Li Wu gave him a thumbs up.

"Senior Dong Feng is so righteous, we will always remember you," said Li Shizhen. He knew very little about Senior Dong Feng, but now after hearing what the little immortal said, he realized that Senior Dong Feng really cared about the people.

It’s free to see a doctor, all you need to do is plant apricot trees.

Moreover, the food exchanged for apricots was also used for the people. Just ask, how many people can do this?

Even he couldn't do it.

The people in front of the sky curtain liked Dong Feng even more. They wished that Dong Feng was born in their time. They felt very regretful. Why? Why wasn't the miracle doctor Dong Feng born in their time?

They still look down on him. If they had someone like the miracle doctor Dong Feng in their time, it would be great. That way, many sick people would still have a glimmer of hope.

"I can't do what you, Dong Feng, do," Hua Tuo said. He really couldn't do it. He could charge less money, but he couldn't charge no money. If he didn't charge money, would he still be alive?

"Hahaha, there are very few doctors like Senior Dong Feng," Li Wu laughed, "Several seniors are very famous miracle doctors, and each of them has his own way of living.

There is no need to imitate others, right? "

"What the little fairy said is very true."

"That's true. Everyone lives differently."

Several people nodded in agreement.

"Senior Dong Feng, I guess the reason why you are not as famous as Senior Hua Tuo and Senior Zhang Zhongjing is probably because you did not leave any medical books, so later generations know less about you."

Li Wu spoke thoughtfully. This history is too long and many people will disappear in the long river of history. Besides, Dong Feng was just a doctor and his status in ancient times was too low and not many people knew him.

Fortunately, he saved many people, and the story of Xinglin has been passed down among the people. Many people know about it, so it has not been forgotten.

"Is this really the case?" Dong Feng was also a little dumbfounded, but then he thought again and it should be true. Both Senior Zhang Zhongjing and Senior Hua Tuo wrote medical books, especially Senior Zhang Zhongjing's "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases", which was highly praised by the little immortal.

So that should be the case, should he also write a medical book?

Even if it's not for himself, sharing his kindness and medical skills is not a problem. Besides, he has apprentices. He can write a medical book and pass it on to his apprentices so that they can study hard. This is not a problem either.

Several people looked at each other and said, "This seems to be the case. After all, there are relatively few records of ordinary people like us in history. It would be different if medical books were left behind. At least there would be something for future generations to learn, right?" Sun Simiao said.

The others nodded, it was true.

"So, the four of you all wrote medical books?" Dong Feng asked somewhat frustratedly. He was the only one who didn't write one?

The four of them nodded. What else?

Dong Feng was speechless and became withdrawn. No, no one told him to write a medical book.

"Senior Dong Feng, why don't you write one too?" Li Wu asked cautiously.

Dong Feng nodded. "I do think so. It's just a medical book. It won't be difficult for me."

Dong Feng was going to write a medical book, which made the doctors in Xinglin Medical Clinic very excited. They all commented in the barrage that they wanted to use Dong Feng's medical book as the treasure of their clinic.

Of course, Dong Feng himself could not see these words.

“There are quite a few stories about you, Senior Dong Feng.

The governor of Jiaozhou, Shi Xie, died of a sudden illness and his body had been kept for three days. It happened that you, Senior Dong Feng, were passing by Jiaozhou at that time, and when you heard about it, you went forward to visit him.

Three pills were stuffed into the dead man's mouth, and some water was poured into the man's mouth. The man's head was then shaken to dissolve the pills.

After a while, the governor Shi Xie came back to life. He was able to sit up in less than half a day, and he was back to normal after four days.

Of course, these are just folk tales, not true. However, since there are these stories, it means that Senior Dong Feng’s medical skills are really superb, otherwise there would be no such stories. "Although it is a bit exaggerated, isn't that the case with all stories?

Dong Feng chuckled. This story was obviously fabricated. It was hard for those who made up the story for him. The people who heard it would probably think it was true.

The people in front of the sky curtain really felt so and they admired Dong Feng even more.

People think that although it is a story, how can a story be false?

Besides, the miraculous doctor Dong Feng is still alive.

So before Dong Feng even returned, many people had already lined up at his house to see him.

Even if you don't see a doctor, you still want to see the miracle doctor. Telling others about it is a very face-saving thing.

"This is a good story. It shows that your medical skills are indeed great, and they have been recognized," Hua Tuo said. If your medical skills were too poor, there wouldn't be those folk stories, right?

"There is another one. It is said that there was a county magistrate who had a daughter who was haunted by ghosts and could not be cured. So she came to you, Senior Dong Feng, and asked you to treat her.

He said that if the patient was cured, he would marry his daughter to you, Senior Dong Feng. Naturally, you agreed.

So he cast a spell and summoned a huge white crocodile. The crocodile crawled all the way from your house, Senior Dong Feng, to the county magistrate's house. Then Senior Dong Feng ordered his followers to kill the crocodile, and the county magistrate's daughter's illness was cured.

After you, Senior Dong Feng, married the county magistrate's daughter, you didn't have children for many years.

Senior Dong Feng, you often go out to practice medicine, and your wife is lonely at home, so you adopted a daughter. After the daughter grew up, Senior Dong Feng flew into the sky and became an immortal," Li Wu couldn't help laughing after he finished speaking. No wonder Senior Dong Feng was called the Medical Immortal.

"What, Junior Dong Feng, is this true?" Zhang Zhongjing asked, pulling Dong Feng's sleeve. He really became an immortal.

Facing four pairs of sparkling eyes, Dong Feng was speechless. He felt that he could not become an immortal. Really, the little immortals were just folk stories. How could he possibly become one?

If someone said that Senior Hua Tuo had become an immortal, he would still believe it a little.