......

"Ahh

The woman was in a wheelchair and seemed to hear the noise of the children behind her.

However, she didn't understand what she meant, she waved her left hand, and others didn't know what she meant.

"Mom, are you happy?"

Fujiwara Ayaka smiled and said, "Those kids are talking about Master Ikyu." Well, although it's an anime, Master Ikyu has a lot to do with our Fujiwara family. ”

In the folk rumors of the Wa Kingdom

Ikyu Daishi, a legendary monk, was born in the Shogunate period to Emperor Go-Komatsu during the Northern and Southern Dynasties of Japan, and his mother was Iyo-ki, the daughter of Nakan Nakan Hino. Of course, there is another rumor that the mother of Master Ikkyu was Fujiwara Teruko, the daughter of Fujiwara Kenjun, the minister of the Southern Dynasty at that time.

In this way, Master Ikyu does have a lot to do with the Fujiwara family.

However, hundreds of years have passed since these things, and even the descendants of the Fujiwara family can't tell whether they are true or not, just chatting a few words after dinner.

"Ahh

The attendant woman on the side saw it, and she was also surprised and said to Fujiwara Aya Xiang: "Miss, madam, her mental condition seems to have improved a lot in the past few days, and we will bring her to Kinkakuji Temple more in the future." It seems that Master Wuxiang's treatment of Mrs. still has some effect. ”

The sequelae of cerebral hemorrhage are a very difficult disease to treat in medicine, and the patient may be able to recover unless the surgery is performed to remove all blood clots.

However, there is a greater probability that after the surgery, the patient will not be cured well and the disease will be more serious.

Therefore, even if the Fujiwara family has extremely large power and wealth, they do not dare to let Mrs. Fujiwara open the knife at will. Instead of gambling once, it is better to let Mrs. Fujiwara recover slowly, at least it is safer this way. And the Fujiwara family is not short of manpower and material resources to take care of Mrs. Fujiwara.

"Yes, it seems that the Miracle Doctor Monk does have some skills. Tell me to donate a pagoda to Kinkakuji Temple this month!" Fujiwara Aya Kasumo waved his hand, and gave out a large sum of money without blinking an eye.

"Yes, Miss!" said the attendant woman on the side, writing down these instructions in her own notes. As for money, the last thing the Fujiwara family lacks is money.

......

In the Zen temple by the mirror lake.

Yang Yunfan and the monk Wuxiang talked about some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, and Yang Yunfan found that this monk did have a very unique understanding of "Treatise on Typhoid Fever", but "Treatise on Typhoid Fever" is not omnipotent, Chinese medicine has experienced thousands of years of academic evolution, and has already reached a new height.

However, as a Japanese countryman, there is no communication with fellow friends around him, and he is already talented to reach this level.

"Mr. Yang, with superb medical skills and abundant theory, is really admired by the poor monks. If it weren't for the fact that the poor monk was already a monk of the Golden Pavilion Temple, he really wanted to follow Mr. Yang to Huaxia and study Chinese medicine for a period of time. And the monk Wuxiang admired Yang Yunfan even more through conversation.

This young man, in his twenties, is younger than himself, but his medical skills are simply thorough, which is irrefutable.

"The medicine is coming, the medicine is coming!"

At this moment, a little monk outside ran over with a bowl of Chinese medicine.

Yang Yunfan took the Chinese medicine and smelled it, nodded and said, "It's this taste, it's fried very well." The heat is very accurate. ”

The little monk on the side listened to Yang Yunfan's praise, scratched his head, and was a little embarrassed.

After returning to the monks, he realized that there was something wrong with the way others looked at him. A monk who was very familiar with him patted him on the shoulder and said, "Senior Brother Wuchen, Senior Brother originally looked down on you a little, thinking that you were a timid person and had little strength. However, your ability to decoct medicine is good, and even the gentleman praised you. ”

"Hey, senior brother, what do you mean......" The little monk scratched his head a little strangely, what kind of ability is decoction of medicine?

The great monk didn't explain anything, just patted him on the shoulder and smiled mysteriously: "I have a hunch that you are going to be reused!"

Who is Yang Yunfan?

The monks didn't know much. However, being able to talk to their Wuxiang Senior Brother about medical skills has repeatedly shocked their Wuxiang Senior Brother. With such powerful medical skills, can it be an ordinary person?

Brother Wuxiang, but he's the best miracle doctor in the Kyoto area!

Even he was ashamed of himself, and even wanted to apprentice with him to study in Huaxia...... If Master had known that during his absence, Senior Brother Wuxiang had almost been abducted, and he would definitely not have gone to Hokkaido to meet his friends.

The old man drank the traditional Chinese medicine handed over by Yang Yunfan, but after a while, he was full of fever and his stomach was gurgling.

"Ahh

It's just that after taking off his pants, he let out a few loud farts in a row, but he didn't continue to have diarrhea! He didn't believe it, and continued to squat for a while, but he was hungry, but he didn't continue to diarrhea!

"Now, it seems to be really good!" the old man was full of joy.

Diarrhea is really a terrible thing, especially if you pull it more than a dozen times a day, and in the end it's not, it's just lonely.

Fortunately, this disease has finally been cured!

......

The morning breeze blows, and the plants and flowers by the lake gradually bloom, with a dark fragrance on the sleeves.

"Mom, the scenery here is wonderful, I'll walk here with you for a while. ”

The young woman pushed her wheelchair and began to walk slowly towards the Zen monastery of the unphased monk along the path by the lake.

It's just that the closer he got to the Zen Temple, the more strange Fujiwara Aya Xiang became, and said: "What's going on today, these monks don't go to the morning class, don't go to receive the guests who come to the temple to offer incense, why are they all gathered here? Yamamoto, you go and inquire!"

She casually called a bodyguard next to her to inquire.

"Hail!" a big man in black hurriedly ran over and inquired.

After a while, the big man came back and reported, "Miss, I have inquired clearly. It seems that a young miracle doctor has come to exchange medical skills with Master Wuxiang. Master Wuxiang thinks that he is inferior to that person, and is consulting that person for medical skills. That person seems to be from Huaxia, and he was originally going to leave this morning, but Master Wuxiang deliberately left that person, and also mentioned the problem of his wife. The man said something, as if he thought that Madame's problem could be cured!"

As he spoke, the big man fell into deep thought.

That's what I said.

"What did you say? Think about it!" the attendant woman on the side said impatiently when she heard this.

Fujiwara Ayaka waved her hand and didn't mind: "Don't worry, you think slowly." Even if you can't think of it, I'll meet that person later, and say hello in person. ”

The big man lowered his head and muttered for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said, "Miss, I thought of it!"

"Oh, what did he say?" Fujiwara Ayaka said in a nonchaliant tone, but she was also very curious. Someone dares to say that his mother's illness can be cured? Don't he know that the best hospitals in Tokyo are not sure to treat his mother?

He also explained, which roughly means that the problem in the brain does not have to be treated from the head, but from the soles of the feet!

How can you heal your feet for a headache?

Isn't that?