Chapter 822 I Want to Become a Fairy, Are You Sick?

As soon as this person came to the medical center, he explained the essence of Taoism to Wang Yao, expounded the theoretical thought of immortality, and then talked about the alchemy of Taoism. In the end, he even talked about elixir, and said that he had a prescription for elixir in his hand. But there are still a few medicines in it.

"That doctor, please take a look. Is my son suffering from paranoia, thinking about cultivating Taoism and becoming a fairy all day long?" said the middle-aged man who brought this very, very thin young man over.

"How long has this been the case?"

"Hey, it's been more than a year. Last spring, he went to the south with his classmates for fun. After he came back, he became supernatural. He fantasized about becoming a fairy all day long. At the beginning, I was just a He talked about it casually, but gradually found that something was wrong. He read some Taoist books all day long, and bought some messy things. He tried to make medicine and alchemy by himself. He almost died of poisoning twice. Fortunately, I found out In time, I took him to see a psychiatrist. They said it was a case of paranoia and suggested that he should be locked up in a psychiatric hospital for compulsory treatment. I couldn't bear it, so I didn't send him, and kept him locked up at home. Doctor, the condition hasn't improved at all, but it's getting worse, so I won't bring it here for you to see."

"I'm not sick!" the young man said.

"Why do you practice Taoism?"

"Eternal life." The young man said firmly.

"Who do you study under?"

"Changchunzi."

"Qiu Chuji?" The first thing Wang Yao thought of was Qiu Chuji, the son of Changchun from Quanzhen Sect.

"No!" The man waved his hand after hearing this.

"Who is that?"

"Hehe, it's not enough for outsiders." The young man said with a smile.

Don't look at him as thin, but his eyes are very bright.

"I'll give you the pulse." Wang Yao reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"I'm not sick!" The young man struggled, but was firmly held by Wang Yao like a little chicken.

"Well, there is nothing serious about the body, but a certain amount of toxins have accumulated in the viscera, which is related to the so-called elixirs he took. As for the spirit?" Wang Yao looked at the young man with a smile.

"The problem is big!"

His illness is really similar to that of Chen Ying's younger brother.

One is full of martial arts rivers and lakes, swords and swords, and the other is full of cultivation methods to become immortals. This is a very deep obsession, and his situation is different from that of Chen Zhou. Chen Zhou has a problem with the meridians in his brain. There is no problem with the meridians in this young man's brain, which means that his disease is not "existent", but completely "deficiency". In addition, according to his parents' description, he can sit for several hours, just meditate and chant scriptures, he can sit still, and he is not particularly manic.

"Interesting!" Wang Yao said with a smile. It was the first time he encountered such a disease.

"Doctor Wang, do you want to see him?"

"He is obsessed too much." Wang Yao said.

"Obsession?"

"What obsession, you don't understand at all." The young man said.

Now, the idea has been implanted in his mind, cultivating Taoism and becoming a fairy is like a seed planted in the ground, which has germinated deep roots and grown into a tree trunk. This tree trunk is not like it is in reality. In order to cut it down directly, it is very difficult to cut down the "tree of obsession" in the mind, because this is the world of spiritual thinking, and only the unspeakable things can be understood.

"Then, Doctor Wang, what do you think?"

"Are you foreigners?"

"Yes, we are from neighboring provinces, and we also heard from friends that you have excellent medical skills, so come and have a look."

"His condition is very special, and I need to imagine how to treat it." Wang Yaodao, it was the first time he encountered such a patient without organic disease, pure "fantasy".

"Since you are a cultivator, what do you call him?" Wang Yao asked the young man with a smile.

"Qingfengzi."

"The breeze is coming, and the water is not moving?"

"Of course!" said the young man.

"What is longevity?"

"For a long time, the heaven and the earth live together, eternal and immortal." The young man said.

"What's the use of longevity?"

"Free and easy." The young man said.

"Apart from cultivating the Tao, what else can you do?"

"Alchemy."

"How are you practicing?"

"It's okay?"

"How do you live without your parents?"

"Eat wind and sleep dew."

Hahaha, Wang Yao laughed out loud.

"Why not?"

"Dining wind and sleeping dew?" Wang Yao looked suspicious.

"Practitioners don't care about things outside of themselves."

"Okay, let's go." Wang Yao waved his hand.

"The doctor, his illness?"

"Let me think about it again? You leave a contact information, and I will contact you when I think about it." Wang Yaodao, he really has no good way to treat this strange patient now.

"Okay." The middle-aged man said after hearing this, with a look of disappointment on his face. He came here with hope, and he traveled thousands of miles, but he didn't expect such a result.

"Could it be that my son really can't be saved?"

The family left the hospital just as Pan Jun came in from the outside.

"Master, that young man just now was a Taoist priest?"

"Well, he thinks he is a Taoist priest." Wang Yao said.

"What do you think?"

"His illness is very strange, and he has a deep obsession. He wants to practice Taoism and become a fairy."

"What, crazy?!" Pan Jun was taken aback.

"It should belong to that category, and his illness and strangeness have no organic changes. It is purely spiritual."

"The world is so big, there are so many wonders, the forest is so big, there are always a few trees with crooked necks."

"Hehe, his illness is very strange, I really can't think of any suitable way to treat it." Wang Yao said.

"Master, I have read almost all the books you gave me last time."

"Really, let me test you?"

"sure."

Wang Yao then randomly asked some questions, mostly about medical science and pharmacology. Pan Jun answered very smoothly, and there were some opinions of his own. Is he a doctor who has been working for so many years? Many patients are still very rich in experience.

"Well, very good, I'll give you a few more books. By the way, you can read this book." Wang Yao gave him the "Mulberry Medicine Book" written by Sang Guzi.

"This book was written by an old friend. He is a master of Xinglin and a famous doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. It is a combination of his theory and experience of practicing medicine for decades. The things in it are very good and worth reading carefully."

"Hey." He took the book, opened it and saw that there was a message from Sang Guzi on the title page.

"Sang Guzi?"

"Why, have you heard of it?"

"I heard you mentioned it." Pan Jun said.

"Thank you very much? Master, you are also responsible for this, right?"

"I just mentioned something, it's not a credit, please read this book carefully."

"okay."

At noon, Wang Yao and Pan Jun had a light meal at home.

"Hasn't come for some days?" Wang Fenghua said.

"Hey, Uncle, I've been quite busy recently." Pan Jun said, he is indeed quite busy recently, the hospital is busy with the annual job title evaluation, his possibility is relatively high this year.

"Professional title, intermediate?"

"No, I want to rush to the deputy high school." Pan Jun said.

"If you need my help, just say it."

"Hey, everything is ready on my side, there is no big problem." Pan Jun said. "I'm actually focusing on participating this time."

"If you can be judged, try your best to fight for it. Do you want to be judged in the city or in the province?"

"It is estimated that the file should be sent to the province. If it is an intermediate level, the relevant departments in the city can review it. Master, don't you want to declare it?"

"I can't do it." Wang Yao said with a smile, he is an individual, not in the establishment, this title does not have much effect on him.

After lunch, Pan Jun smoked two cigarettes with Wang Yao's father. Then, the master and apprentice returned to the medical center.

"Master, our dean still misses you."

"Are you thinking about my medicine?"

"Yes, you don't know, you are a famous doctor in our Lianshan County now!" Pan Jun said, "Several people in our hospital suggested that you come over for a consultation!"

"Go to your hospital, forget it." Pan Jun once mentioned this suggestion.

"I can't stand that kind of restraint."

"Well, it's definitely not as comfortable as being in this medical center over there."

Wang Yao made a pot of tea.

"Drink tea."

"Thank you, Master."

"Have you been on fire recently?"

"Somewhat."

"Work is important, body is more important, drink more tea." Wang Yao said.

From morning until now, he felt that Pan Jun had something on his mind, it should be about work. He asked a few questions, but Pan Jun didn't say anything clearly, so he couldn't ask any more.

"Yes, you are right."

While these two were talking, Zhong Liuchuan entered the courtyard.

"Exactly, just brewed tea."

"Then I'm lucky." Zhong Liuchuan said with a smile, he got himself a cup of tea, and filled it for Wang Yao and Pan Jun.

"Sir, Jia Zizai called me just now and wanted to come and visit you specially."

"What's the matter, or is it because of the island city?"

"right."

"It's not necessary anymore."

"He's already on his way."

"When you come, you are a guest." Wang Yao said.

"Then should I tell him?"

"Row."

An hour later, Jia Zizai drove Hu Mei to the clinic with him.

"Excuse me, sir."

"Come, drink tea." Wang Yao was waiting for them in the small courtyard, with a pot of tea and a stack of dried fruits.

"Try it, this is the chestnut that was picked just now."

"thanks."

"Well, it tastes great." Jia Zizi ate one and said.

"This time I'm here to thank Mr.

"Is the matter settled?"

"It should be." Jia Zizai said, Zhang Wei has disappeared for many days, and that matter has never been exposed. Perhaps it was really his conscience that discovered it before he died, and cleaned up all the black information they used to have. , destroyed, leaving no so-called handle.

"What are your plans for the future?"

"I'm going to live an ordinary life. Hu Mei and I have discussed it. We plan to choose a good date, get married this year, find a quiet place, have a few more children, and live an ordinary life."